Drilling in Your Head

The pulled muscle in my chest is not hurting any more. I know you’ve been on pins and needles waiting to see how that turned out. 🙂 I’m happy because it means I wasn’t having a heart attack or even heartburn. I’m still young. Elisa and I had some “pepper Raclette” last week and it was really good! I was happy to be able to eat all the spicy toppings on the Raclette that I wanted. BTW, we had bought this Raclette cheese at a specialty store. It turns out that there is a big difference between off-brand cheese bought at the grocery store and cheese bought in an authentic rural shop. Elisa and I were in heaven for a meal.

On Monday my group at work moved from the old Google building to the new Google building. They are about a 15 minute walk from each other. The new building is not completed yet. The 5th floor where I am is just a temporary accommodation. The construction is months behind schedule. So during the workday there are people in the next room working with concrete drills! The door between us is thick, but it really doesn’t help. One guy working on the 2nd floor, on the opposite end of the building, says that it’s awful because the whole building is made of concrete, and even from that far away “the drilling might as well be inside your own head.” The facilities team gave us each a souvenir pair of earplugs. At first we thought they were only meant as a joke.

I’ve been spending a lot of time this month working on my computer program that analyzes stocks. Last week I was up until 4 am on three nights. Maybe I’m too old to keep that up forever though.

Posted by on September 20th, 2007