and the light burns my eyes

Sometimes, I feel like I'm back in college, and I love it.

I've been writing code for work since about 2pm yesterday, and it's 7am now. I've had so much wine that I can't even feel the pain in my wrists anymore, and I've gone past fatigue into the Zone.

The senior staffer who was leading the project I've been on for two years quit the company, and they made me project lead in his stead. It's a fantastic opportunity, and I love the work and care about the project, but it's working me harder than I've ever worked before. I have more code to do than I used to, but I also need to spend 6 hours a day managing the project, and yelling and screaming at people for not having their shit done. So I deal with people all day, and then my building empties out, and then I hack all night.

And outside, a storm is coming in. We're talking about 60 mph winds, and blowing rain. This is east coast weather, coming to visit the west coast for a little bit. You just don't GET wind like that out in this prissy, tofu-eating state. That makes me nostalgic too.

So I've been sitting up, writing code, and listening to Underworld. Dirty Epic always reminds me of a girl I used to date back in college. It has the feel of sharp blades under silk, that will cut you so deep and painlessly that you bleed to death without minding it that much. She was the same way.

Yeah, sometimes, I feel pretty good.