Melancholy - thursday 2003-12-18 2149 last modified 2003-12-18 2158
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There's a job I really want to take, but it means I'll be living in Massachusetts for at least another two years (provided I don't do anything radically ridiculous to get myself fired).

I like lots of things within the physical boundaries of this state, but not the state itself. In fact, I was hoping this would be my last year of winter after which I could skip out to the Great Balmy Unknown, a magical place where a White Christmas is just a dream and I won't get frostbitten from walking back home.

Alas, I fear this warmth is not yet to be. Au contraire, fiscal resposibility dictates that I should probably start investing in property to avoid throwing it all away on rent.

This is my home. It is not. I must put down roots despite my desire to roam free. Yet caged birds still sing, and I guess I'm not really in a cage if I don't look at the bars.

Pray for one of my favorite sysadmins in the world. He's having (had?) some unexpected surgery.

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go west

forget your current offers. join the evil empire and come buy me lunch every day!

christine lieu on December 22, 2003 02:56 PM

Funny the thin...

Funny the things people are measuring that decision by. Yours falls squarely in the E) Other (please describe) choice category.

Ryan Lee on December 27, 2003 11:14 PM

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