You can tell so much about people from the things they brag about .. and how long ago it happened. Like someone in their late 20s talking about something they did in school/university.. I barely remember that time of my life.
Anyway, this got me thinking about the things I brag about. Most of the things I'm truly proud of are work-related, or general nerd or programming related.
Or my impressive occasional binge drinking bouts.
I hardly every speak of the things that truly make me happy. Like my artistic endeavors and my love of travel. What must people think of me?
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
summer of art and rainfall
Taking on two 3 hour classes per week (Foundation Drawing II and Abstract Painting) has been fantastic and tiring. I have barely had time to think, except to plan how I can spend more time doing art, and wondering if I will ever be any good :)
Due to constraints at my current client (i.e. they are still using JDK 1.4.2) and a whole host of other reasons, most of my work is completely straightforward. The most complex of my tasks are those that involve people, and there's only one way to get used to that.. patience and practice. I've been in several senior roles, but the personalities in this mix are something else again. Lucky I don't mind apologizing and starting over when I get a bit too intense.
This is what I miss about Australia, it was OK to be direct. Eventually my edge will wear off.. but frankly, my edge is the reason I'm so damn excellent. C'est la vie.
This summer it hit home that I'm permanently on this planet, in this city, doing my thing and no one else influences my decisions. And I'm finally truly single. I spent such a long time wondering why I was, in fact, I still do, but I at least I appreciate it now.
At the time I thought it was my biggest mistake, but at the same time, I don't see how it could have gone any other way. Maybe other people would work it, but I don't do relationships where I'm at the end of the list of todo items.. and I couldn't connect when he only let me in on the thoughts that had been tried, tested and sanitized.
Due to constraints at my current client (i.e. they are still using JDK 1.4.2) and a whole host of other reasons, most of my work is completely straightforward. The most complex of my tasks are those that involve people, and there's only one way to get used to that.. patience and practice. I've been in several senior roles, but the personalities in this mix are something else again. Lucky I don't mind apologizing and starting over when I get a bit too intense.
This is what I miss about Australia, it was OK to be direct. Eventually my edge will wear off.. but frankly, my edge is the reason I'm so damn excellent. C'est la vie.
This summer it hit home that I'm permanently on this planet, in this city, doing my thing and no one else influences my decisions. And I'm finally truly single. I spent such a long time wondering why I was, in fact, I still do, but I at least I appreciate it now.
At the time I thought it was my biggest mistake, but at the same time, I don't see how it could have gone any other way. Maybe other people would work it, but I don't do relationships where I'm at the end of the list of todo items.. and I couldn't connect when he only let me in on the thoughts that had been tried, tested and sanitized.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
