Sunday was the best day I’ve had in a long time. I didn’t work, as I’d had a long weekend already – thanks for looking out for me, corey! – and was already a peice of meat. I didn’t do anything for most of the day, besides waking up at 1:30pm. I went over to Safeway, spent a lot of money on food of _my_ choosing, came back to the house, and got prepped for some grilling. Unfortunately, we were out of propane. Damn. So Keen and I went out and bought gas for the grill, then came home. Then the grilling commenced – two, 2lb t-bones and a pack of bratwurst, and some garlic bread. Packed that together with some cold beer, some three-potato salad and man, what a good dinner. Watched some tv, then went out with Keen to Phantom and played some pool while drinking their beer. We came up scoring even, 6-6 games, and had a fun time. It was a really good day for me – totally stress free and just really enjoyable. *** geek section *** Amidst all that, I swung by HPI to begin copying a mailserver HD. I had tried this operation, using norton ghost 2003, once before, and it estimated 4 hours to copy 22GB off of our old, slow, dying harddrive onto our new-hotness HD. So I started it at 7pm, and thought I’d swing by HPI after beer & pool to swap the new HD for the old. Well, at 12:30am on monday, it said it still had 4 1/2 hours to go. So I left, barely slept, then came back at 6am to find it wanting another 1h 45m. Drank coffee, took a shower, came back at 8:00a to let it finish it’s last 10 minutes. Then I tried swapping in the HDs. That doesn’t work. Turns out that Windows creates a registry entry that matches up the HD serial number to a Globally Unique IDentifier, so that if you put in like 20 new HDs, win2k will still run off the correct HD. Well, the new HD doesn’t have the same GUID as the old HD, so nothing ran. It would boot, but not let me login. It was horrible. Took about 45 minutes to solve, and involved using a remote-registry access to change / remove 14 separate keys. Total Bullshit. Way to suck, MS. FreeBSD isn’t that gay. *** end geek *** Paulie came home from Iraq on Monday. After following Keen’s horrendous driving and route-planning, Keen, Shawn and I met everyboyd at the base to welcome him home. It was really a heartswell to see all the troops march into this huge gym, then salute the crowd to the National Anthem. It was very impressive. I felt like that group of 300 courageous soldiers could have taken on the world and won. After a short introduction and much applause, they dismissed the troops and the place came alive, families being reunited, friends being found. We got ahold of Paulie, hugged for a few minutes, much relieved to see him alive and well, and then headed over to his place to chill. I’m so glad he’s back and not in that god-forsaken place anymore. I was shaving this morning, and I got to trimming my goatee and totally fucked it up. I took a huge chunk of it out, and it looked really bad and totally beyond repair. Because of that, I shaved the whole thing off. :-/ I have before and after photos, please let me know what you think. And don’t take picture quality into account, as they are both pretty bad — it’s about the content, folks. [L=http://rand0m.org/goatee.php]http://rand0m.org/goatee.php[/L]. Check out the webcam while you’re at it :-).
hmmm, I guess you all want an update on the shittrainwreck that is my life. Let’s start off with the basics: Girls: No. Money: No. Car?: No. Did I mention Girls? Yes, you dummy. Oh. What about money? Yes, again, you smacktard. Please append your own assorted versions of me bitching about all of the above. You can do it just as well as I can. Well, maybe not, but I don’t want to because it’s 10pm and I just want to type this and be finished. I got a haircut on Monday for a meeting up at Colorado Technical University. This was not just a haircut. This was the be-all, end-all of haircuts. I went to Herb’s Barber Shop, which is across the street north of HPI and got a haircut. It was $12, including tip. Herb cut my hair, and he is 76 years old. No, not shaky, doddering 76 years old. More of a 76 years young. We chatted while he cut hair, and he’s damn good at it. To top it off, he shaved my neck and sideburns. No, he didn’t just cut them, he *shaved* them — with a [L=http://images.google.com/images?q=straight+razor]straight razor[/L]. I have never shaved with one of those, much less been shaved with one by an older gentleman. It was quite the experience, and I definitely want to go back. While I was at Colorado Tech I ran into a bunch of people I know, including Aaron from the Perk, Tom from [L=http://www.spartanmortgagegroup.com]Spartan Mortgage[/L], and of all people, Bryce Case of [L=http://www.ytcracker.com]ytcracker[/L] fame. Unfortunately neither of us had time to chat, but it was nice running into him again. I think everybody goes there for some reason. Other people updates: Mike Lee came back from an 11-day stint in Costa Rica, props. Tore is coming into town for spring break & DLX. Paulie will be back on March 18th (!!!), also going to DLX? Mannie will be back visiting on the 19th, again for DLX. I saw Emily driving her green bug today. Jordan Weil is also coming back into town, but not for DLX. Remember how in January that I [L=http://rand0m.org/viewcomments.php?NewsID=419]mentioned our washer broke[/L] in December? Yep, still broke, still not replaced. Yay for doing laundry at scary laundromats. I don’t know what to say about this. Keen is not doing well. I mean, he might be, but honestly I don’t know, as I never see him. However, he did stay up and drink a whole bottle of wine single handedly, and has not been sleeping (as hit or miss as this is). These are definite signs of something being wrong. No idea what to say, even less energy to handle it. Perk up Keen, life doesn’t suck that much. I put up a 7-and-change mile wireless shot today w/ Sam for HPI. We used Trango gear, and it’s wicked good stuff. We tested it and are getting right under 10mbps across it … unbelievable. We are supposed to be doing another shot tomorrow, but I need to find time to configure the radios (before 9am). The store is getting along. We’re not making any money, but we’re not closing. We are walking the line most dangerous to small businesses, and we need to step to one side or the other. I am just so tired all the time, it’s really hard to muster the energy to do small things, like send out emails or update the webpage. I think it’s because I am horrendously out of shape, have a terrible diet and don’t sleep well. Hmm. I went out with Amanda to get some beer last night. Ordered a pitcher & Tony’s and between the two of us, drank three glasses. Then left. Leaving > 1/2 pitcher. Utter sacrilige. I hope that doesn’t say something about me. *sigh*