I had a broken watch. Yep, my $120 hunk of metal made by Kenneth Cole had a dead battery. Had one for a good 3 days, too, throwing off my timing, making me go screeching around the house like I was 3 hours late, made me miss a meeting, you know, all that stuff that happens when you have no idea what time it is. Well, I showed that little bugger today. Went out and got a battery at Wal-Mart. They asked how much the watch cost … I replied honestly, and they said they could not put the battery in for me. Too expensive for them to cover if they break it. Grrr. Got to work, after eating a yummy $.99 McDonalds sausage something or other, and put in the new battery. And that’s when the wrastlin started. See, watches have these things called “battery covers”. It’s the plate on the back, and it’s made of metal. And woowee is it a feisty little creature. After a heinous amount of blood, sweat, aching muscles and sobbing, the 4 minute battle was over, and I lost. I finally broke down and had to take her down. Down to the jewelry shop, that is! HAHAHA, TEH MASTAR TRYUMFS! So that was my highlight of the morning. I’m waiting for something equally spiffy to happen later today. [b][u]Update[/u][/b] – quote of the day: [b][i]realbighead:[/i][/b] your massive nose prevents you from ever having arbitrary declaration power. [b][u]Update #2[/u][/b] – I went out with Christina and got some sukashay at Ichiban’s. mMmMmmmm, so good. We had a good time ๐
Category Archives: Legacy
I did it
I decided to do it. I wiped out my archived mail. No more old, saved messages from Janelle to hurt over, no old, pain-filled correspondence saved, nothing. I saved some work e-mail … that’s it. I’m sad, because it’s gone. I’m happy, because it’s gone. You know, it’s all about the small things. [b]Update[/b] – I’m updating all my contacts, so if everybody would please send me their phone # and e-mail addies (e-mail to randal@hpi.net or AIM: rand0m), I’d be much appreciative. Thanks. [b]Update #2[/b] – September 11th, 2002 … 1 year anniversary of a sad day. I know that I will take a few minutes in the morning to mourn the tremendous loss of life. [b]Update #3[/b] – 3:38p … Everyone at HPI went over to the aptly named Memorial Park and enjoyed the services there. They had local big-band music playing mostly patriotic songs, free hamburgers and hotdogs, and a handful of public dignitaries speaking. It was good ๐
mmmm, luverly
It rained last night. I’m laying there in bed, getting ready to sleep, and I hear the soft pangs as rain hits the trashcan outside, the quiet patter as it bounces off the roof. Ahhhh, amazing rain. I love rain … it makes my day so nice when there is a slight drizzle … when it’s just overcast enough to make your eyes not hurt. mmmmmm, rain. The Internet Explorer 6 SP1 Administration Kit is a bitch. There are almost a bazillion options, and very few of them work exactly how one would expect. I spent just over 2 hours fucking around with it to try and get it to make a set of files we can have printed on CDs to distribute … and nothing. Talk about wasting my otherwise-useless-time. I think that I will wipe the HP box James dropped off and put in the 40gb hd and install Redhat 7.3 on a separate partition. Mmmmmm, yummy linux. Did I mention that the IEAK6 sucks ass? It does. In other news, I hear that houseshawn is getting a different car? Maybe? Also, my watch battery died. After more than 2 years, it gave up the mortal coil and went off into the land of the free electrons. Little bitch made me late. More stuff as it comes?
feels like nothing
I went to the YMCA and found out that it’s $26/mo for a membership, with a $51 startup fee. Goddamn, that’s a lot of bucks just to swim. Unfortunately I can’t think of any other place in town that has an indoor pool for public use. I don’t want to shell out that much cash, though. Any other ideas? Man, I have’t done jack shit all day. I have sat here in my office chair, trying to think up things to do. I verified the backups, I made a couple images, I made the rounds with all the people here. I don’t have anything to do. Hmmm. Suggestions? I watched Requiem for a Dream last night. Man, what a trippy movie. Literally. Ha! Seriously, though, that’s a great movie. And the Pi Guy is in it! That chick is a freaking babe, and the raunchy acts that she partici… yea, and that dude got his arm cut off! Ugh. Anyway, good movie — don’t know if I want to watch it again, though; it made my head hurt sometimes, and gave me a general feeling of uneasiness. [b][u]Update[/u][/b] – 3:56pm – It’s been pouring downtown all day. I’m really stoked that we have rain, but I am not so stoked that I get to walk home. Hmmmmm. Does anybody know of a free, not-crappy alternative for Microsoft Exchange? We’re looking for some collaborate-ware, and we’re perfectly cool with ditching Outlook/Express if it involves not spending thousands on MS Exchange. Thnx!
partying weekend and generalness
This weekend has been rough on the liver. Both Friday and Saturday night involved heavy drinking and me getting completely blasted. It was fun. Thanks to Frank for letting people party at his place all the time. I have a general feeling of being under the weather. I don’t know exactly what’s causing it … it might be job stress, personal tension, too much liquor, not enough hang-out-with-people-time, but it’s starting to irritate me. I’m usually rather happy and outgoing, but Thurs, Fri, Sat came out as just being rather quiet and not really wanting to do anything. I didn’t go get my YMCA pass, though … might go do that and do some swimming today. Digweed is some amazing techno. Throw in Sasha, and the combonation becomes just incredible. Typing this post to a nice long set of the duo, and it’s really, really good. Set of pics of a hot chick (mostly non-nude), large download: [L=http://rand0m.org/images/bimmer]http://rand0m.org/images/bimmer[/L] [b]Update[/b] – 3:11p – I see that Tore doesn’t have his DSL up yet. And I am sad because he has no broadband. *sniffle* I also feel like I need to do some web work. I don’t know what, but I should. hmmmmmm
something creative here
Work was long this week. Sure, it was a 4 day week and it’s over in less than 5 hours, but it sure took it’s time. A much larger than normal amount of office drama taking place regarding some potential business. I’m usually pretty busy fielding calls and putting together proposals and such, but pretty slow on the admin side of things. Our upstream provider sucks ass. No, I won’t say why. Grr. I am in love with UUnet. <3<3<3 UUnet. Not much else going on. It’s Friday. I think someone is having a party but I don’t know. I am not in the loop on these things. I think I might go to Chipotle for lunch, but goddamn, that’s like 1500 calories in one go. Ugh. Oh, have to buy a YMCA membership today so I can swim. mmmm, swimming. Have you ever noticed that you put on different game faces for different people? We’re showing our wireless to some people today, and I’m playing the joe-blow sysadmin role, and then when I’m talking to Jack I have to be very, very clear, slow and thought out. Then when I talk to Corey, I go at hyperspeed and things just flow. I think the dynamic between people is what makes and breaks things, and I’ll tell you, more and more every day it is me doing the sales routine with a stab of tech to lure buyers. It’s fun, it really is. I think I’d be good at it, but nobody takes a 20 year old seriously in the tech industry unless there is experience or a pile of acronyms following the title. Just gotta do what I do best, I guess.
Laborious Day Weekend Update
Okay, so this weekend started out as suck. Serious, serious suck. Friday night? Yea, that was a no-go. I kind of sat on my ass thinking “what the fuck am I doing at home on a Friday night?” And you know what? The only thing I could think of is that I have nothing else to do. So I sat. And it sucked. Enter Saturday. I did mostly nothing this day as well. Until of all people, James came swooping in to save the day. He brought me a computer (ROCK! – which I’m typing on now), which is sweet as hell because it plays Counter-Strike, but he also took me over to Frank’s place. Frank is the shit. So that sucked for a while, we left, came back to my place, then ended up over at Frank’s with vodka & OJ. And then eventually some of the peep. So we got blasted, then got blazed, and life was good. And Michelle is a fucking babe. O .. M .. G. So yea, stumbled home at 5am, posted and fell asleep. Soonday. I don’t remember this day. I do not know why I don’t remember this day, but I think it has to do with 5+ hours of Counter-Strike luvin. I’m such a goddamn dork. I really shouldn’t spend so much time in front of my box. Oh wait. Christina somehow rounded up Mr. Bryce Case, and we all went over to Boulder Street and hung out. God, it feels like highschool. Only minus the stupid fun, plus the responsibility, plus everyone being older. Bryce is still the shit. Mad Props. We had a good time chillin out. Pretty good day. And Monday. Man, today was sorta busy. Went to work to make sure everything was running smoothly, came home, cleaned out my truck, walked up to the front door and found it locked, because I had just locked myself out of the house. Now normally, I would just use our “alternate” method of entering the house, but that wasn’t a possibility. So I had to call Shawn, who was less than 20 feet away, to open the door. I felt dumb. Ha. Then I spent the day cleaning my shit up. My room is spotless. It makes me feel good. Why do I clean on my days off? I don’t know. Guess I’m just a clean freak. Housematt did the bathrooms, though, and that was a nice change — didn’t take him long, though, cuz I did such a stand-up job last weekend. And then at 6:35pm, I got ready to leave. Why? Because I went out with Janelle to get coffee. What’s that you say? That I’m nuts? Overboard? Fucking stupid? Well, okay. You’re right. So I pick her up and we went over to The North Perk and talked. And talked some more. We talked about everything from school to work to people we know to people one of us didn’t know. We reminisced about the trip to Albuquerque / Flagstaff that we took, about Uncle Art and Aunt Joe … we talked about less pleasant stuff, and that was actually okay. She talked a lot about Ari. I didn’t say much about any of my ‘relationships’. She’s pretty smart, and I think she’s going places. She is also very attractive. And not just because we used to date, but because she just has a lot going for her that I like. I totally like her (*sigh*) but I’m fairly sure that she thinks that I’m a huge ass. A stand-up, nice, confident, smart, romantic ass. (that second part is my ego-boost). Anyway, we had a good time — honestly, I’m very surprised at this. Left her place around 10:30pm and came home. It was good. So that was my weekend. I’d like to thank Emily for the pep talk (thanks! :-D) and to Uncle Sam for giving me the extra day off. Sure, I didn’t use it very well, but hey, I’m not complaining. Drunk + Stoned + CS + YTC + Cleaning + Janelle = good weekend.
Wow
I am so blazed. No wonder other people’s groups don’t have so much drama … [b]Update[/b]: It’s Sunday! You know what that means? Cleaning time. And Shopping. And other Huge Acts of Enjoyment. Man, I don’t know what I’m going to do with my day. And I have serious doubts about tomorrow — nothing is planned and everyone is gone. I guess I’d better get around to finding more friends *hrmph* [b]Update (Again)[/b]: mmmmm, Counter-Strike + T-1 = hours and hours and hours wasted in a good way ๐
can’t think of a headline.
*sigh* & tired
Everyone is gone. Scooted off to school they have, be it Santa Fe, New York, Boulder, California, Iowa, wherever — they are gone. I already miss Tore. *sniffle* I guess it’s time to curl up into a little ball and cry my misery away, or go out and gather a new pool of friends. Woowee, this is going to be a long stretch until Christmas. I cleaned the house today. Well, not the whole house. I did the dishes, cleaned whole kitchen, scrubbed both bathrooms from floor to ceiling and even picked up my own room. I did not know that our bathtub was white. After laboring at it for ~ 40 minutes with the most potent chemicals I could find, the previously splotchy-gray-and-nasty bathtub is now a nice white. It’s good. Next weekend’s cleaning should be a *lot* easier to do. Tore and I got into a little scrap the other day over Ayn Rand. He says she’s crazy and just plain wrong. He has never read any of her work. He advised me to drop my capitalist tendencies and read “The Dispossesed” by Ursula LeGuin. I went out and bought it, and am about 300 pages in. Full review when I’m done. Conversely, I went and bought a copy of Rand’s “The Fountainhead”, bundled it with my copy of “Atlas Shrugged” and sent it off with him to Santa Fe. I’m sure he’ll loathe it, but I think he’ll actually read it. I hope. ๐ The webcam is on, and it’s spotting my Lava Lamp (thanks James!), so get stoned and take a look ๐