Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Study, study study, ouch. My brain...

I've decided that I need to get my nose to the grind-stone, get down to brass tacks, roll my sleeves up and every other proverbial cliche, and get off my ass and study for the CISSP exam.

I'm driving to work this morning with 1 earbud from my MP3 player jammed into my ear - listening to a CISSP lecture by a SANS instructor with the thickest Brooklyn accent one can imagine. It made my 10 mile, 45 minute commute that averaged about 12 miles per hour bearable.

I'm such a geek though, other people sing along to music on the radio, and I'm shouting answers out and arguing with an .MP3 file on my player. Maybe I should look into the mental health benefits of my health plan. At least I'm not wearing a diaper and driving cross country to attack somebody. (yet)

Friday, February 02, 2007

Welp, I'm feeling better.

Finally recovering from my recent issues - after 2 visits to the doctor, 3 to the pharmacy and several days spent at home, I'm back at work, working hard. Yay!

I have been thinking a lot lately about writing, and I am going to spend some time in the near future working on some articles with my writing partner, but I'd like to do some fiction as well. I guess the first thing I need to do is get the outline of the few stories I have floating around in my brain onto paper (electrons, who writes long-hand these days?)

I finally started doing some study for my CISSP certification. If I am going to take the test in March, I better get my ass into gear and study. I wish I had one of those CIA sleep learning systems like they used to teach spies foreign languages. Probably my luck would be like Homer Simpson's and instead of learning about computer security, I'd have an amazing vocabulary because the CISSP tapes were depleted and they sent me tapes on powerful speech.

Well, as Stewie Griffin would say: "Damn you, you vile retched woman."

Back to work.