Okay, so yesterday was actually not as bad as I made it out to be. Gateway isn’t horrible. It’s just not super-great. Also, I saw people last night! It was good — met up with James, Tore and Dave and went and chilled downtown. Next friday, though, I probably won’t do anything; everyone is leaving sometime this next week to go back to school.
Spent lunch yesterday talking to Janelle — that, surprisingly, went much better than I expected. Got out of work early, headed downtown and slaved away at fixing all the shit that Jef and Henry @ HPI broke during the day. [just got another one in the e-mail … sigh]. Then I went over to the perk and waited for people to populate my social life. I’ll tell you, when this is the case, the same things seem to occur: meet at perk, get food at downtown place, go home. Yea, kinda boring. Anywho, we were mean to Laura & co, and they tracked us down just so they could snub us. We laughed. It was hilarious watching her try to hookup with these guys playing pool … dunno if she knew them, but her obvious attempt at making us feel like crap failed miserably. We just looked at this other hot girl and her panties. yummmm, panties. [thinks about writing an article regarding panties] … so yea … um … [trys to stop thinking of panties] … I need a woman
And now it’s today. Came home, read a bit, fell asleep until 11am ( !!! ) and have done nothing since besides redo the top banner and change link colors. Anybody doing anything tonight? Or rather, anybody out there who doesn’t abhore me and who doesn’t want to succumb to the perk-food cycle desire to do something tonight? Maybe bowling? I could throw a party? please?
Update: link — rand0m.org pornolized …
New #2 the above “i need a woman” combined with “please?” makes it look like I am a complete wimp. This is not the case. I am lacking good social interaction. I will get used to it; everyone leaves for college this week, so I’ll be spending weekends alone. I am seriously considering swearing off girls for a while. It seems like I meet them when I’m not looking, so I’ll give that a go again. Sure is a lot on my mind about who I am and where I’m going, and it’s not real pretty … I’m planning on rearranging my life to get back on track … seems like a never-ending process, no?
Okay, so work was horrendous today, and I was going to post about it, and I was going to post about getting trashed at my house the other night in less than ten minutes and blah blah blah, but I don’t want to stay here any longer.
I have no plans tonight. If you don’t, hell, even if you do, and if it’s okay, I want to tag along. I don’t even really have to say anything, I’ll just be, you know, part of the “group”. It does not matter how late it is. Please. So yea, give me a ring on my cell … 964-4504 … i’ll be at the perk, waiting diligently.
Okay, my website has moved to the amazingly simple to remember http://www.rand0m.org To go along with it, I merged the concept design, which is PHP based, with the existing one to form what you see here — a cross of the two, built on PHP.
the old site is available at http://rand0m.hpi.net/default.asp.
don’t worry, the comments work
Update: I fixed the netscape navigator 4.7x bug, but it’s still missing a lot of the niftiness of IE 4+ — if you are still running Netscape anything v4.xx, you should be shot. Get a decent browser:: mozilla 0.9.3, navigator 6.1 or internet explorer 5.5.
So here I sit, at 11:26pm on a wednesday night, contemplating everything. The last post has 70+ comments. The only reason I can come up for this is that everyone rags on everyone, and no one is ever wrong, and bicker and bitch and blah blah blah. You know what the worst part is? When confronted with each other in real life, that’s how it is. There is little camaraderie and less harmony; how the fuck do people keep up any kind of relationship in this atmosphere? They don’t. It’s all just bullshit, and it sucks.
Everyone is going away. Hit me tonight, finally, that within 10 days, there will be exactly four people in the springs who I would venture to call ‘friend.’ Of those four, most aren’t even really friends; just people I think I know. Let me tell you, it’s going to suck. I am thinking that I will either throw myself at my job[s] or take up reading. or running. or some goddamn thing to keep my mind off of the deficit of interesting, mature and intelligent people my age. that will only be after a few weeks of zero social interaction.
I threw a party last night. i don’t remember anything besides drinking town two tall glasses of rum and talking to laura’s friends on aim. I hope everyone had a good time. oh yea … uh, where’s the rum? wouldn’t mind if it’s gone, just would like to know if I should look around for the bottle before the ‘rents come home. Gateway sucks. Job @ HPI is good but doesn’t pay. Truck … dunno, but it’s being sold soon. The lawn is not healthy anymore :: parents won’t be too happy. i have no paper plates, either. i am tired.
‘All the things that I used to know have gone out the window’ … apt.
***UPDATE***: … it is NOT ‘most aren’t even really friends’ — it is ‘none are even really friends’ … and paper towels work for in leiu of paper plates in a pinch. what a life saver.
I started out today at Gateway. Man, that place is a hoot. There are a whopping 9 people in my training class — that’s why there is no night training, way too few people. Anywho, I am the youngest person there by 4 years; there is a guy who used to work at a computer store who is 21. Everyone else is in their mid-late twenties, a chick who’s like 35 and an ex-army dude who’s gotta be pushing 40. I feel kind of bad about it. Why? Because the job is *WAY* too easy. It is not technically challenging at all. I mean *at all*. I expected this though, so I’m not bummed. Just feels a little awkward showing up these older people; all the written exams, the forms, the typing tests, I smoke everyone. And I get it all right. every time. Sure, that means I’m super-duper, but it’s kind of … man … I don’t know how to say it. The thought of not going back tomorrow has flitted across my mind, but I really need the money; I think I’ll be able to stomach training and even some real work — I am going to try my damndest to get onto one of the special teams: escalated support, e-mail support, the IT group [which is done by lockheed-martin], or even move to denver and get a job with the internal support department there. Dunno, but I really don’t want to be a support flunky for long.
Oh yea, i got ~ $1,100 today. That’s nice; bank balance sky-rockets to $1,396 and summarily crashes [after bills] down to sub $700. Let me tell you, that part sucks. And I still have lots of bills to pay. Oh well, that’s the breaks. Anyone want to buy a truck and get me a high-tech high-paying job? That requires little experience?
Alrighty, so I went out the past few nights with people. Once with Matt, Tore and Janelle, then with Tore, and then with Tore and Matt. Let me tell you, it’s much better to do nothing with some people than to do nothing by yourself. I am going to miss Matt; he’s moving to fort collins on wednesday. What the hell am I going to do without someone to make me laugh like a schoolgirl at the most innocuous thing? [sniff sniff] We’re all going to miss you. Except the guy from Cylence.org. He hates you.
I finally got my review from The Weblog Review. Get this, they review web-logs, and then post what they think! I was fully anticipating a shitty score [they rate 1-5 :: expecting a 2]. I surprised myself — my lack of moving to the new website layout [here] and the oh-so-fresh-and-funny content garnered me a whopping 4!!! I’m pretty stoked about that. Stoked enough, in fact, to post something new for once in like 4 days! WooOOOOOooo!
I’m sittin at home tonight, eating hot pockets and swilling coke [and other misc substances]. What’s everyone else up to? And more importantly, will you buy me a car? Seriously, I am considering selling my truck. First off, it’d get me out of debt. I could drive the honda … I’m thinking this may be why my parents were getting it fixed up. Or they might just be fixing it to sell it. Either way, yes, I am probably going to be looking for a new low-cost, low-maintenance, high-reliability, low-insurance car. Suggestions?
Okay, so I’m surfing the web today looking for some parts to fix up a our toasted database server. I check the phone book and find pc brokers. I figured a computer store would have a website. Huh. Check this out:
pc broker’s website
It says the site was last updated on 7/20/2001. I called PC Brokers and the website has only been up since the 18th. My website has been around for almost 2 months now. I did some poking around on their site and found out that the top, where it says PC Brokers is dir.php. Now, why the fuck would anyone make a php file to show static text? *Obviously* it’s the fact that they are new to PHP, and are just trying it out. I also gathered that the author’s name is Ryan L Cross and he runs his “business” out of his place at 115 W Rockrimmon Blvd, #213. So, Cylence Web Design sucks ass — the link on their homepage doesn’t work, they can’t code for shit and they gank web designs. Valid case or am I just paranoid — we’ll see how my e-mail to him goes 😉
Okay, so officesuppliestogo.com finally works right. If anyone wants to be cool and go there and order this $.18 item on a credit card to test it, that would be nifty — there’s even free shipping! Let me know if you do.
So, I finally got that done, which is quite the relief. Other than that not much is going on; tony moved into his new place not too long ago, so I might go by there sometime to check it out. Don’t know if I’ll stop, mind you; JP, Jean and co live there, and I have zero desire to associate with them … other than that, I’m supposed to start @ gateway on monday, which is cool. I can’t think of anything else right now, besides maybe what to do tonight — I have no plans. Thought I’d mow the lawn and wash some clothes.
Okay, so I’m in to work about 15 minutes ago — that would make it right around 10:45 :: 15 minutes early! What am I thinking. I seriously should not be so prompt.
I am leaving for Utah here in a about 3.25 hours. Gotta run up to some health place and take a ‘urinalysis’ … i.e. piss in a cup so I can hand a container of hot pee to some flunky chick. Because that’s how it always works. There is almost *never* a man doing the nurse job, which is kind of frightening, but a little reassuring. Seriously, would you want to have your urine handled by some gruff marine war-veteran guy, or a sweet, cute, nursey type? I just like the skirts. 😉
Okay, so I’m all packed and ready to go, and realized that for the first time [almost ever] I have *2* bags to take with me on the flight. I have a bag with a pair of pants and 2 shirts, 2 undershirts, 2 pairs of boxers some socks and a TON of my parents’ mail. They asked me to drag it along — and drag it along is what I have to do. I have about 30 pounds of mail in my bag. It’s volumnous, it’s gigantic, it’s an insane amount of crappy little light-weight white envelopes. Oh, and my spiffy new Laptop Bag. I should have a picture of it up as soon as I get the film from my super-shoddy came-free-in-the-mail-from-kendall-motor-oil-inc. camera. w3rd.
And on that note, have a nice day. 😀