Techosaurus

The word that most summarizes my mood lately is: Uncertain. The reason is, I have no idea what I really want to do with my life. Part of me wants to be a sysadmin / network admin somewhere, but I’m not sure if that is REALLY what I want to do. Part of me doesn’t want to be ‘another cog in the machine’, which is kindof what being a sysadmin would be in my opinion. Part of me wants to be innovative and leading the field in research. Something in Biology or Physics maybe, but I don’t really know. The long term may be up in the air, but the short term (next ~4 years), is pretty set in stone. Here is the list of goals in chronological order:
1. Move out of parents house. — Next 2 weeks / month.
2. Finish BS- Information Technology. — 3 or 4 semesters depending on how hard I want to torture myself with schoolwork.
3. Find a job in a NOC or Data Center. —  My current job is awesome, but (for my sanity’s sake) I can not do technical support forever. Hopefully this will be within 1 year of getting my degree.

After that I’ll need to evaluate a new plan, with either grad school or few more BS degrees. Possibly in Physics or Mathematics. I spent quite a bit of time on a Science message board tonight, which basically includes a lot of Physics, Mathematics, Chemistry and Biology chatter. After reading quite a bit I got really interested in Physics and Math (more so than I already was). There are so many unsolved mysteries in math it’s amazing. For example, one we were playing with at work today, inspired by a recent XKCD.
The Collatz Conjecture: Choose any natural number (an integer >= 1). If it is odd, times by 3 and add 1; if it is even, divide by two. Keep going with each successive result and eventually you will hit this pattern: 4, 2, 1. It’s not a proven math theory, because it’s so difficult to write a proof for, yet every natural number anyone has tried works, even if it takes a few hundred iterations.
Stuff like that just excites me. I still have no idea what I ultimately want to do. I wonder if everyone feels like this, or if some people just know ultimately what they want to become.

Enough speculation about the future, here is some present news:
I jammed my pinky.. hard. I was worried it may be broken, but I think it’s just jammed. I was jumping out of my jeep while messing out on Constrictor, but the my vehicle was a bit off camber, leaning towards the passenger side. Anyone who has been wheeling before knows that this makes the door that is farther up hill very heavy. That combined with my door’s lack of pins (it just swings), make a bad situation. I hopped out and right hand into the handle on the inside of the door. I swear I heard a crack, but I think that was just the plastic on the door. Gar, it hurts now, and makes working super painful (I hit the enter button and right shift probably a few thousand times per day at work). The whole side of my hand is swollen and I can barely make a fist. If it continues for much longer I may go see a doctor, but all he will say is, “Yep, it’s jammed.”

Well it’s 2:34 in the AM, and I’m getting up a little early to go to Denny’s, so I ought to get to bed. Night.