There is no end in sight.
Insane. I’m quite tired from it that it’s probably going to help the next post I’m working on. Oh, it’s a doozy.
And yes, I know it’s been like a week since I posted. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten how to blog.
And thanks to Raj, the gods of Google have finally made me #2. Thank goodness.
Write it on your heart
that every day is the best day in the year.
He is rich who owns the day,
and no one owns the day
who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt, crept in.
Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a
new day;
begin it well and serenely,
with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on the yesterdays…
I opened up a book by Emerson on accident today. I never really thought about poetry being anything useful outside of the 10th grade English classes. How silly of me.
Wow, in reference to the last post… dang.
Okay, I’ll look past the Action/Modules/Template garbage (why didn’t they just leave it Controller/Model/View). But what is the deal with all these folders? Someone please tell me why I have to traverse through this to get to the action.
projectname/apps/appname/modules/modulename/actions/
Things are kinda similar to Rails, but… things are just enough to be a little bit annoying at the beginning.
What a strange routing scheme. It’s true, though, that the _dev.php makes the application run in the development environment (which is really well done), but a .php file before the folders… It just looks so weird.
Okay, that’s all for now. I’m sure I’ll have more as I dive deeper into one of the best and most popular PHP framework. I definitely need to buff up my PHP skills in the coming days to properly be ready for the code maintenance I’ll be doing at work.
Cuz if it was a destination, I’d be completely lost. But the state of being lost is sometimes quite freeing.
Of course, I would love to cut to Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing”… Yeah, I can’t get it out of my head either. It’s such a great song.
Sidenote: I got surprised about the $3M buyout of the “Where I’ve Been” by TripAdvisor. Yeap, turns out it’s nothing.
After 17… seventeen years in the states… these are the states I’ve touched (and one province from going over Niagara Falls). You know, I’ve done a huge circle.
For the 80th time, I am currently employed at MoCo, Inc. in sunny-right-now-but-it’ll-snow-soon-enough Minneapolis, Minnesota. Today concluded my first week of a full-time job. Tiring, but definitely something new.
Thankfully, I was able to find two nice roommates with a house about 4 miles north of my job. Let me take you back to some of the happenings that led up to this.
After finding out that there would be some kind of relocation assistance from the company, I left Amir’s place in Madison, Wisconsin for the second time and headed up.
The journey was yet another 6 hours of driving. There was a nice 6 hour drive from Champaign to get to Madison. Plus the 4 hours it took to get there from Cincinnati. If I ever wanted to go back home this route… it would take me a full day’s drive. At least, I’ll get to visit some people on the way back down.
There were a couple of places I found through Craigslist. I found a group of buildings that were owned by this lovely management group, but wasn’t in the best of neighborhoods. I wanted to live as close to the city as possible, probably because I had this really Romantic notion of the “city”. Of course, I don’t really do too much of that to begin with, so I don’t know why I was fooling myself.
Another place was about 30 minutes West of the city, lodged in between the millions of lakes here in Minnesota. Rent was cheap… but location wasn’t too good.
All throughout this time, I was getting situated in the city… soon finding out that the streets of Minneapolis is crazy. The numbering system for the streets are a little bit more sane than St. Paul (they tell me that city was designed by drunk Irishmen), but naming streets as numbers followed by a “Street” or “Avenue” which were also followed by a compass heading (1st Ave N & 1st St N… it doesn’t help that the abbreviation of street is the same as the “st” following the 1…) wasn’t too helpful either. I just went ahead and said screw it to the numbers, and went off of the streets that had names… like Hennepin and Washington.
Right. So I ended up ending the search at this very suburban city called Columbia Heights.
It’s a nice small company, just like how I like them. Quickly, I learned the names of all my coworkers in the web development department. Going out to lunch everyday with them really helped in this process. I think I’m going to keep doing that… even though previous budget would freak out.
The building has a great view of Minneapolis, even though I have to stand from my cubicle to see it. I’m growing to like cubicles, as long as they’re low like these: They definitely create pockets of productivity now and then.
I like what we’re working on, and that we’re developing things in the B2C side. I also like how I’m learning more and more of the stuff that I believe in.
Looks like this might be pretty good for a while. I don’t know for how long… it could be short, it could be long… but it’s fine the way things are.
Kinda. You’ll see what I mean in the next posts to come.
Reducing the value of the word “friend”, horrible app spam, the questionable profit generation through advertisements (Where’s the $$$?), that random corner of whitespace on the upper right hand corner after the new version… Lots of issues I have with Facebook. But one thing’s for certain: It helps people to keep contact with those that they’ve naturally forgotten.
I’m not talking about the hurtful breakups or the friends you’ve turned out to hate (besides, you’ve probably unfriended them or you’ve cancelled your account): I’m talking about the random people you met at that one random day and shared that random moment.
And because of this gigantic database of networks, you could one day run into that person again. In RL! OP OP OP!
Sidenote: Sorry for the non-WoW players, for that last sentence will be fallen onto deaf ears… deaf eyes… blind eyes? Moving on…
It’s most interesting when you’re staring at a relationship that’s bound to just end up nowhere. I have to call a reference to Austin Powers; the scene where the henchman was facing certain doom as the steamroller was inching towards him as the camera kept cutting back and forth between his cries for help and Austin’s best efforts to get him out of the way. You know that realization is coming… but when?
Facebook to the rescue. Whether the reason be due to geographical differences too far to be reached by a simple car drive or just missing each other due to different schedules, you can actually have a continuing conversation, with no regards to time or location (through their own messaging system or the wall or status updates or annoying app spam or whatever). (I would say ex tempore, but silly English language changed the meaning of that phrase. Jerks.) It’s like an easier-to-use answering machine.
If this post sounded a little happy, I’m sorry. I’m normally not like this. The funny thing is this post was brought on because of my being sad, but… isn’t it wonderful where life takes you?
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