It's strange how creativity is so dependent on mood. I'm not just talking about blogging, here; I'm talking about coding, too. When I'm doing well, I can code anything, start to finish, piece of cake. When I'm doing poorly, then even writing hello.c is a huge effort. The work I talked about earlier involved some coding at the end of it— nothing big, just a few dozen lines to shove some data around— but if it weren't for that, I probably would have had a really lousy weekend, instead of the merely lousy one I had.
Ok, now I'm just sounding needlessly whiny. If you start seeing emo bands show up on my weekly top ten chart on the sidebar, send help. Like a box of kittens or something.
Anyway, where was I. Oh, that's right, having a lousy weekend because of work. I really started thinking that maybe I made a mistake taking this job; maybe I was more cut out for the Juniper job than the Google one. Now, here's the irony. When I left Friday, I was writing a document that includes advice to people who feel that way... pretty much saying, "No, it's normal, everybody feels that way, you'll do fine". (This is advice I had previously given Cheryl, and also talked about more in my blog.) And then this weekend I get hit with this wave. Wasn't expecting it.

If you haven't read Jhonen Vasquez's "I Feel Sick", it's about an artist who is suffering from artistic withdrawl once she takes a job at a big company. I hadn't read it, and didn't know what it was about, but picked it up tonight to read and forget about my bad mood. (Hint: the "Alice" soundtrack works well with Vasquez.) Y'know, that just didn't help me forget as well as I had expected.
Finally, I decided to write about a blog post I've been wanting to write for a while... I even alluded to it in a post from two weeks ago (when I refer to the "later, more technically-oriented post"). And that's what I've sat down to do here. Hmmm... I seem to have done a great job, haven't I?
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"If you start seeing emo bands show up on my weekly top ten chart on the sidebar, send help. Like a box of kittens or something."
Or Llamas!
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