find me at the end of the world

“The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now.”

Tue, 14 May 2013 16:26:00 -0400

“The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is now.”

I swindled my way into the high performance VLSI research group; thesis tentatively focused on...

Wed, 08 May 2013 12:39:00 -0400

I swindled my way into the high performance VLSI research group; thesis tentatively focused on carbon nanotube transistors.

Also, I have the possibility of doing a PHD in the computer architecture lab.

Decisions decisions decisions.

http://www.skyhunter.com/marcs/GentleSeduction.html

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:55:48 -0400

http://www.skyhunter.com/marcs/GentleSeduction.html

I finished my course and submitted my tuition reimbursement request. I learned a lot. I know...

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 12:54:00 -0400

I finished my course and submitted my tuition reimbursement request. I learned a lot. I know transistors, solar cells, leds, and lasers on a quantum level. I’ve come a long way from the kid that used to steal internet in middle school.

There is a war in Syria, China is propping up the world economy, social strife in America is at a crescendo but all i care about is that I’ve got approximately four weeks left.

I need to make some plans for my few months of retirement bliss. I’ll spend at least a week at my parent’s home relaxing, helping out, eating my mom’s food, and reading. Also, I’ll decide on one mental and one physical endeavor to chase for three months.

I was thinking about Cormac Mcarthy’s “The Road”. It’s the story of a man...

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 13:52:46 -0400

I was thinking about Cormac Mcarthy’s “The Road”. It’s the story of a man and his son travelling on a road through a post-apocalyptic world. I recall being able to feel the man’s fears and hopes. Most importantly I could sense his fundamental need to protect his son.

What good is it to pay respect to the dead? Treating them well when they are alive is what’s...

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 13:41:49 -0400

What good is it to pay respect to the dead? Treating them well when they are alive is what’s important. That’s what matters.

-my mother to my father sometime in 2012

I just got a promotion, a 13% raise, 13% increase to my bonus, and a hefty sum of company...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 13:24:00 -0400

I just got a promotion, a 13% raise, 13% increase to my bonus, and a hefty sum of company stock.

Money and time. One of these I can make and the other just keeps moving. I’ve got to stick to my convictions, bury them deep down, and protect them.

The earth. How long has it been floating out in space now? The surface is in flux but the core keeps on burning unchanged.

I haven’t been writing lately. It’s been a week since I moved in with two friends in a...

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 13:27:00 -0400

I haven’t been writing lately. It’s been a week since I moved in with two friends in a hilarious but temporary forced poverty situation. I’m sleeping on an air-mattress in my friend’s living room. I share the space with another friend, a pre-PHD student. The money saved living for two months rent free will take me around the world and back. I am giving up my privacy and the companionship of solitude for plane tickets and it is up to me to ensure it is a fair exchange.

I went to the clothes recycle bin in the super market parking lot. I had a random conversation with...

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 15:39:00 -0400

I went to the clothes recycle bin in the super market parking lot. I had a random conversation with a 47 year old man that commented on my beat-up Pro-Keds. He wore them as a kid and was very fond of them.

I threw out or donated many things today. Clothes. Trinkets. Batteries. Bandaids. Books. All these things have a way of creeping over you like vines twisting around a tree.

I let go of a lot of things and I feel lighter.

Toys

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 00:50:00 -0400

Toys:

That little chinese girl… so baller.

Pause and reflect.

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 00:32:00 -0400

I ate at my favorite wonton noodle soup place this morning to beat back a slight hangover from the night before. Eating alone always provides for ample time to think and work things out. Thinking and chewing. Chewing and thinking. It was a beautiful day outside in Boston and I was thinking how great it was to just be out and about.

I had originally planned to go to the Atrium Mall to get Pho but I was quite shocked to find that the mall had closed down. I walked inside and it was empty save for a Cheesecake factory. I looked at the empty space where the restaurant was and looked toward where the bookstore had been. Some of my favorite times in Boston have been spent in that bookstore studying, reading random things, and having a person sitting across the table from me to talk to. I walked out of that place and listened to my footsteps echo about in that big empty cavern.

With pho out of the question I opted to go to Number One Noodle House. So there I was eating seafood wonton noodle soup and thinking about that hollowed out and empty past and thinking about the present and what I’ll do in the future. I thought about too many things for me to summarize easily here. Maybe I’ll get to blogging about it in the near future when it’s had time to settle.

After eating I drove around for a bit and just kind of meandered around town. I called home to check on my parents and my Dad told me he is worried about me leaving my work. I told him light heartedly that’s ok, and he can do the worrying for me because I’m not (what a cocky little bastard I am). He kind of laughed it off but I think he has developed a measure of trust in me.

The truth is I am a little worried and I am hedging. I didn’t put away 100K to spend on booze and partying, I saved it for the worst case scenario in which I have to retire old. But if I can find a way to pursue a life that is truly worth living and hold off on the soul-crushing tedium of work for just a while, I’ll take it.

Video

Sat, 23 Mar 2013 03:59:29 -0400

Video

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 23:01:00 -0400

I periodically forget the fact that people die. Seeing all those stone pillars neatly lined up in a...

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 05:31:00 -0400

I periodically forget the fact that people die. Seeing all those stone pillars neatly lined up in a cemetery turns something in the pit of my stomach. We should either hide cemeteries away or parade our mortality around every day.

Effort is a style killer. I’ve learned this in my 13 years of dancing. This applies to life as...

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 16:44:00 -0400

Effort is a style killer. I’ve learned this in my 13 years of dancing. This applies to life as much as it does dance or anything that deals with aesthetics. Dress, manner of speech, your gate, writing, music. Style speaks in subtleties and you can’t procure it by any known method. It’s like rain; it comes or it doesn’t and when it does come all you can do is be ready to put out that bucket.

You aren't allowed to be bored

Sat, 02 Mar 2013 23:44:27 -0500

I took my exam on Friday morning, worked until 7 PM and then went home and slept until the middle of Saturday afternoon. The tendrils of boredom began to creep up on me by the time it was dark. Why do I have such a hard time relaxing? Why don’t I watch a movie, clean my apartment, lay on that cheap but comfortable air mattress and read a god damned book.

I am shocked I managed to clutter my apartment again. It’s mostly just books and a bunch of clothes. I’ll donate both. I’m going to have to clear this place out again within the month. Everything is disposable except for my bike. I’ll keep my bike.

I feel kind of poisoned that I feel the urge to up and do something. That if I stay in here for just this night the world is going to leave me behind and I’ll end up regretting it.

I believe in the restorative properties of pho.

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 21:01:13 -0500

I believe in the restorative properties of pho.

Procrastination. Hard earned knowledge.

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 20:17:00 -0500

~~Procrastination~~. Hard earned knowledge.

You’ve got some staying power. Clinging to the inside of my insides.

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 03:37:22 -0500

You’ve got some staying power. Clinging to the inside of my insides.

High school days are distant and college days are over. Twenties have expired and it’s time to...

Thu, 21 Feb 2013 03:27:44 -0500

High school days are distant and college days are over. Twenties have expired and it’s time to graduate to a new brand of plodding forward through time.