Ryan's Journal

One night in the middle of my thesis-writing binge, I realized there was a sprinkler doing its thing nearby. It was the beginning of the end of my work at home that night. Just a sprinkler, not that loud, not really that obnoxious in comparison to nails on blackboards, or permanent marker on paper. It drove me nuts. No matter what I did, I couldn't get over the sound. I eventually left and went to work in a computer cluster, late as it was.

At the present moment, the power company (or telephone company) is jackhammering outside of my apartment. I mean, right in front of a three-level building. Besides being only 20 feet above them, I'm only about 50 feet in a straight line (ignoring elevation) from them.

I think I like jackhammers more than sprinklers.

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