Photo by Trish
Photo by Trish
I was born at an early age into the traditional non-traditional family. I used to think I had an unhappy childhood, but comparatively, I really had it pretty easy. I was the stereotypical smart but underachieving kid once I figured out how much easier that is than being an overachiever. I did manage to go and even finish my undergraduate degree but I don't have too many fond memories of college. I should start a club for people that worked their way through school so that we could all lament how we didn't get to go to enough parties. Like most everyone lucky enough to make it that far in higher ed, I don't really feel like I use my degree as anything more than an anchor on the bottom of my resumé
I was one of those people that girls liked, but "not in that way". Almost five years ago, that all changed. We have that finish-each-other's-sentences kind of chemistry. I never thought I'd find that. I'd never thought I'd live with two cats, either.
I've worked as some form of button pusher much my whole professional life. I've been a network cable installer, call center tech support agent, desktop computer support tech, database administrator, enterprise resource planning system administrator and analyst, and now I'm a network geek. Life is what happens while you're making other plans and all that.
People always have hobbies and interests, and I often wonder how much they actually get to practice them. Mine are reading, photography, travel, and film. In the olden days, I would have listed "the Internet" up there but I think we've probably reached the point that if you're above the poverty line, you can't escape the bloody thing. It's like television with the added benefit of repetitive strain injury.
Short detours aside, I'd lived within a ten mile radius of the Colorado capitol my whole life. In the summer of 2007, herself made a triumphant return to California and we settled in the greater San Francisco Bay area. I will admit to being rabidly anti-Californian when I was back in my Old Country because as a class, they're carpetbaggers when found outside of the native environment. Now that I am one (getting a driver's license from here was very difficult for me) it's not so bad. I don't miss the snow and I really like the raised bumps they use in the lane markers on the freeways (Bott's Dots for those in the know).
Updated February, 2008.