Wednesday night, Stuffy and I tried to go play ping pong, but the building was locked (30 minutes early… Vandy slackers). So we went to the field across from my apartment to throw frisbee instead. I believe that’s where it started.

Wednesday night I woke up at 3am itchy. I figured it was nothing to worry about and fell back asleep eventually. Last night/this morning, I woke up at 3am again. I had bites all over me. Not okay. At all. I got up and took a shower, took my sheets off my bed and tried to sleep on the recliner. That didn’t work so well, and so I just came in to work really, really early instead. I’ve never been that good at sleeping in recliners.

I’m fairly certain it’s not fleas, so I don’t really know what it is. But it will end, immediately. I’m pretty sure I’m not going back to that damn field either.

Someone on my floor tokes up big time every other day or so. It doesn’t bother me; it just makes me chuckle when I come home and smell it. It’s clear they’re not even trying to mask it. Funny. I hope it’s the old lady who lives next to me.

I decided to start writing my own blogging software again for fun. This time, it’s a git-backed merb-based blog. Merb is pretty cool. It’s like Rails, except less opinionated and faster.

The past couple of days have been a bit of a fiasco. Thursday, I went to the basement apartment to pick up more of my stuff, finding a note on the door from the landlord. “It would really help me out A TON” if we could be out by noon on Saturday.

Realizing that we’d have to bust our asses hardcore to make that happen, being a man down and restricted on time, I took a half-day of work today to come work on the basement. I made somewhat of a dent after 3 solid hours of working, but with that came the realization that there was virtually no chance of being done by noon the next day, what with Eric’s wedding going on. So we notified the landlord. I mean, we do have until midnight according to the lease. I don’t really feel that guilty about not doing the landlord any favors.

Also, my knee, which has felt weak now for about a week, chose today to protest even more. It has become uncomfortable to stand for any period of time. It doesn’t hurt exactly, but it’s uncomfortable. That’s kinda bad timing, as I’ve got to usher peeps in a wedding tomorrow, then I have to finish getting stuff out of the basement.

So, I’ve been a bit stressed out lately. (more…)

Thursday I signed the lease on my own apartment, and Stuffy helped me move the big stuff. I had spent my last night at the basement ever. Since then I’ve been setting things up, and now it looks like I live there, kinda. The bathroom is pretty much done. My room is the most bare at the moment, but it’s getting there. On Tuesday, my cable/internet gets turned on.

On the whole I think I’ll like living alone. We’ll see how it plays out. I do enjoy having the run of my own place. I also think that it’ll help me appreciate my friends better.

I’ve been thinking a bit about friendship lately. In college, we all were getting to know each other and ourselves, and everything was interesting. Maybe it’s just that I’m burnt out from the past few months, but I just don’t crave to be around my friends as much lately. Perhaps this is just the next phase in a relationship.

I think this is probably the first time I’ve been friends with the same people for this long. Sure, I grew up with the same people in grade school and then high school, but I was really only good friends with a handful, and only in high school. Now I’ve been close friends with people here for 6 years. I know them so well (or at least I think I do) that there’s not much more learning to be done. Not that it’s a bad thing.

I think most of this has to do with being burnt out.

P.S. My favorite PostSecret this week: Battle.

The past couple of weeks have been mostly fun. I’ve been playing a good amount of Mario Kart Wii, which is amazing. I also had my yearly work evaluations, and I’m getting promoted! So that’s exciting.

Earlier this week the landlord left a not-so-nice note on our door about how we needed to clean up so he could show the apartment. He called the apartment “a nightmare”, among other things. It was sort of offensive, but I mean, it was a bit messy. So we cleaned up that night frantically, then found out he wouldn’t be showing it for another 5 days because he was so busy. So that was some douche-baggery we had to deal with. For the most part our landlord has been pretty helpful, though, so I’m not really that upset about it anymore.

At least I can start moving out in a week. Hooray!

Sometimes I feel like I hang out with certain people too much. I try to back off sometimes when I get the feeling that they’ve had enough of me. I don’t want to be too clingy or wear out my welcome. Sometimes when I get to see friends that I haven’t seen in a while, I try to cram in as much as possible into the time I have with them. I think the result of that is times that are a bit too stressful than necessary.

I feel like I have to compete with certain people for social space. I want to be understood, and so I want to have my share of time with someone so that we can understand each other. That also makes me a bit more pushy than I’d normally be, at least when certain people are around.

Catherine and I started work on Cowboy’s website. It’ll be a new experience working with a real graphic designer for a change. I’m looking forward to it.

Well, I got my living arrangements settled. I’m not sure how it’ll work out, living alone. Part of me is a little scared, and part of me is excited.

I think about what’s happened while living here a lot. Sometimes I feel angry, sometimes guilty, sometimes shameful. I know that I’m not blameless.

At work I’ve been learning a lot about git, an application for software control management created by Linus Torvalds, the same guy who created Linux. It’s a different way of looking at version control, but it seems pretty cool. I haven’t gotten excited about software like this in a while, probably not since I went to RailsConf last year. Most of the time, I hate software.

I saw Linus’s talk about git yesterday. It’s kinda funny how the big names in open source all share certain qualities. They have strong opinions, and most of the time they’re exceedingly arrogant. I suppose you need people like that to lead software projects, though. They think their way is right, and if you do it another way, you’re “ugly and stupid” (to quote Linus). Granted, Linus’s arrogance is a bit tongue-in-cheek, but generally that’s how all open source programmers are.

I mean, hubris is one of the three great virtues of a programmer. If you’re not arrogant enough to think that your software is awesome, then why write it at all?