Alright. If you were expecting a summary, then too bad. There has been too much stimuli for any one person to make sense of something like that, myself included. Therefore, in good character, I'm cutting out a considerable amount of the happenings to retain quality. Enough of you have experienced my return and PAX presence first-hand, and I have images coming to explain what you've missed of my travels.
I returned from Tokyo on Wednesday, September 2, two days behind schedule thanks to extra-tropical storm Krovanh. I can't even remember whether I slept or not, but that very evening I went about constructing my rig, wherein the definition of "construct" included trips to the hardware store and part- and piece-stripping a decommissioned server I took from work.
Unfortunately the chassis of the latter would not fit my desired motherboard, and I couldn't for the life of me pry away the CPU fan. She will live tonight! I kept telling myself. She must.
Yes, this was some down-right Frankenboxing. I had the brains, more or less. But I needed a body!
Or did I? ... Thinking outside the box--as any mad scientist with an interest in bad puns does--I decided to try something different, something new. Something... unconventional.
I decided to go caseless.
Yes, this was some down-right Frankenboxing. I had the brains, more or less. But I needed a body!
Or did I? ... Thinking outside the box--as any mad scientist with an interest in bad puns does--I decided to try something different, something new. Something... unconventional.
I decided to go caseless.
Meet Kismet. Form: very little. But function? Very yes.
Oh, and then there was this small yearly gathering a bunch of my friends and I attended the weekend of my return. We call it the Penny Arcade Expo, or PAX for short. I don't suppose you've heard of it, but I can refer you to accounts of this modest occasion.
I've also spent the last couple of weeks in a haze of people, meetups, and the longest work days of my life. So, it's been almost a month since I was in foreign lands.
I've been in psychological malaise. I imagine it began overseas, but I hadn't had time to stop and notice it then. For the past four weeks it's taken hold of me and grown over my optimism, like a weed that depletes its own soil to suffocate the plants around it.
I knew there was something wrong when I found myself laughing too hard at Curb Your Enthusiasm.
But seriously. People have been asking me, "Are you okay?" And I have been giving them a straight answer: no, I'm not okay. I really need people to understand that this is true. My malaise has manifested itself in unwelcome ways. And it's only over the last couple of days that I've become aware of those ugly manifestations, and begun to understand how I can change them.
To those who are considerate, I appreciate the concern. To those who are themselves, I thank you. I have a lot to say now, and the will to write again.
Well, here we go.
Oh, and then there was this small yearly gathering a bunch of my friends and I attended the weekend of my return. We call it the Penny Arcade Expo, or PAX for short. I don't suppose you've heard of it, but I can refer you to accounts of this modest occasion.
I've also spent the last couple of weeks in a haze of people, meetups, and the longest work days of my life. So, it's been almost a month since I was in foreign lands.
I've been in psychological malaise. I imagine it began overseas, but I hadn't had time to stop and notice it then. For the past four weeks it's taken hold of me and grown over my optimism, like a weed that depletes its own soil to suffocate the plants around it.
I knew there was something wrong when I found myself laughing too hard at Curb Your Enthusiasm.
But seriously. People have been asking me, "Are you okay?" And I have been giving them a straight answer: no, I'm not okay. I really need people to understand that this is true. My malaise has manifested itself in unwelcome ways. And it's only over the last couple of days that I've become aware of those ugly manifestations, and begun to understand how I can change them.
To those who are considerate, I appreciate the concern. To those who are themselves, I thank you. I have a lot to say now, and the will to write again.
Well, here we go.
That's Right I still have to upload my pictures of you for you. On the whole Malaise thing, was it something I said? =)
ReplyDeleteFeel better please.. your good people.. ok you got me addicted to TIMTAMS, but thats not a bad thing. =)
Yay! I was beginning to think you had abandoned your blog.
ReplyDeleteJust curl up, relax and carve some time out for yourself. Maybe make some tea?
Also, blog more. :P
Kismet was a stroke of pure genius!
ReplyDeleteIf you can see that something is wrong, that you're in a bad place, and that you want to or need to fix it, you're already half way to happy town. We'll all be here for you, giving you whatever you need to make the last legs of the trip. <3
I posted the pictures of you at PAX twinkie, they are on my flickr account. Can I post a link here, or would you rather I sent it to you in another way?
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