ramblings of a {sys,net}admin…

Choose no life. Choose no career. Choose no family. Choose fucking big routers. Choose switches big as trucks, modem racks, bridges and repeaters, coffee makers, all networked. Choose no sleep, lots of caffeine and no time off. Choose no friends. Choose black clothing and long hair. Choose tons of mail and wondering why the fuck you’re logged on on a Sunday afternoon. Choose sitting in a swivel chair looking at mind-numbing network maps and galloping counters, stuffing junk food into your mouth while trying to solve someone else’s problem. Choose having ‘IOS’ tattooed on your wrist.

Choose your future.

Choose internetworking.