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Ugh. My body is making it very clear to me tonight that it is not happy with my little escepades of the past few days. Out too late on tuesday, less than four hours sleep, and up too early on wednesday. Bed too early on wednesday night, a full twelve hours of sleep, and a muddled head all day from too much sleep. Out waayyy too late last night seeing Spider-Man at a midnight showing, barely four hours of sleep before getting up for work this morning.
At this point I can feel every synapse in my brain screaming at me. Left to my own devices I would be off to bed right now, but there is the small matter of my favorite mancub running around the house wide awake and nowhere near ready for bed. I'll have to stick it out for another two or three hours before Ben decides it is time to hit the sack. (Trust me, he is the one making decisions in this house. He allows me the illusion of control now and then, but that is only to further his goal of eventual world domination.)
In other news, my bug count at work was effectively back down to zero by the time I left today. I have about a dozen bugs still assigned to me, but they are from other developers too buried with their own bugs to get around to them. The stuff I own is looking pretty dang solid at this point, and (even better) all the important players know this. I still have a very long way to go to becoming an architect-level developer, but in general I am very pleased with how my career is going. Looks like I've got job security for the forseeable future, and I am doing my damndest to get![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
retcon a job there too. He is perfect for the IT opening we have right now, and frankly he more than deserves the kind of pay the job would offer. Don't let his modesty fool you, he is damn good at what he does.
At this point I can feel every synapse in my brain screaming at me. Left to my own devices I would be off to bed right now, but there is the small matter of my favorite mancub running around the house wide awake and nowhere near ready for bed. I'll have to stick it out for another two or three hours before Ben decides it is time to hit the sack. (Trust me, he is the one making decisions in this house. He allows me the illusion of control now and then, but that is only to further his goal of eventual world domination.)
In other news, my bug count at work was effectively back down to zero by the time I left today. I have about a dozen bugs still assigned to me, but they are from other developers too buried with their own bugs to get around to them. The stuff I own is looking pretty dang solid at this point, and (even better) all the important players know this. I still have a very long way to go to becoming an architect-level developer, but in general I am very pleased with how my career is going. Looks like I've got job security for the forseeable future, and I am doing my damndest to get
retcon a job there too. He is perfect for the IT opening we have right now, and frankly he more than deserves the kind of pay the job would offer. Don't let his modesty fool you, he is damn good at what he does.