I set up the main news page, which you’re seeing now, to only show news for the current month. This should considerably speed up the page download. Next to the comments link, you’ll notice a new ‘news id’ link; that is a permanent link to this particular post. Every post I’ve made, post-databasing, has a News ID. Using the Archives page you can get news for a particular month, for a particular day, and for a particular News ID. Give a whirl — it’s really sweet!
Category Archives: Legacy
just thinking
I’m sittin here at work, and I’ve had [1] phone call since I got here at 9:15. It’s been a slooooow day. And consequently, I got to do some thinking … [fade to black]
It seems like I am only called closed-minded by people who have proble … who are liberated. I gave this some thought, and came to conclude that ‘normal’ people, who are just joe-average and aren’t luny in any way, never call me close-minded or even give the intonation that they are thinking that. This brings me to think that in fact, I am *not* close minded; instead, there are a few people who’s deviancy makes it seem like ‘normal’ people are close-minded. This makes sense.
Another thing … why do people get all pissed off about people knowing about something they are/were doing? I think that’s the whole point — if your peers know what’s going on and do not approve, and supposing you care about what your peers think, you would hopefully be persuaded to change your actions. If someone is ashamed or venomous about their actions, maybe they shouldn’t be participating in such things.
No, I’m not blameless — but I try really hard to only do things and only associate with people that I am not afraid to have everyone know about. I have nothing to hide, and I am not ashamed of what I do. are you?
unk-fay
i’m in a really odd funk right now. went out with the guys tonight, sans janelle [she’s in an apathetic funk]. didn’t do much. went downtown, got some joe, looked at girls, argued and bitched at each other. then we got the idea that we should all bring our computers to the pad and play starcraft or counter-strike all night. Well, I got home, and nixed that idea; had to weigh A] no sleep, work, games, hauling computer, gas VS B] sleep, gas, effort. [B] won out handily. I did not go to the pad.
So mike completely jumped on my back about being ‘judgemental’. And he’s right. I am judgemental: I think it is wrong and stupid for people to do acid. I also think it’s wrong and stupid to do ecstacy. I also think it’s wrong and stupid to do both at the same time. I think it is the wrongest and stupidest to do any of those three things with any sort of consistency. The fact that mike has turned into a drug user and has no qualms about it is extremely disconcerting. It is his life, though, and he can fuck it up how he chooses — let it be known that I, and most of the planet, believe that his decisions are not benefiting anyone, except maybe his dealer. My *opinion* is: stop drugs, get a haircut, lose the ‘chain wallet’ thing. Don’t like my opinions? well, they are my opinions, so they can’t be wrong.
I can’t wait to go rafting on saturday; i’ve never been, and I think it will be a good time. I will also re-do some of the asp for this site today, so the news download isn’t so horrendous [i.e. month parsing!] I hear that Tore comes back at the end of May — r0ck! Hope everyone has a fantabulistic friday.
they’re gone
and I’m here! It’s so great! Wow. Anywho, today’s post will not involve w*rk. Went to two parties last night with craig, tony, and laura. that was crazy. then we went back to craig’s place where I proceeded to slam a couple shots of bacardi 151. i was feelin’ pretty good shortly. we went back to the parties, then the cops showed up! I’ve never had the police show up to a party I was attending before. I saw Emily Pope there! That was really cool — she said ‘let’s get together this weekend.’ … I think a bunch of us just might do that … So we stumbled back to craig’s, where craig and laura proceeded to smoke up. I was like ‘… ungh’ So I took another swig of bacardi, and we started this movie called ‘Kids’ which sucked. It was awful … it was about teenagers fucking, and deflowering girls and drugs and blah blah. It was very course, and I didn’t enjoy it. Passed out on craig’s couch, and woke up at 8:40 … wore the same clothes I wore yesterday. nobody was there when I woke up — tony had gone home earlier, and the other two people were happily snoozing away … that was funny to see [grin]. Looked around for a shirt and saw someone in ray’s bed; I didn’t know who he was, though, so I left. that’s that.
And here I am, getting ready to go back over to craig’s to eat and do god knows what. I hear tore is coming back at the end of the month. that will be cool. I hope he’s not a thc freak … hey tore, if you read this, post a comment and let everyone know when yer comin back, and if you’re a pothead [hehe]. chOwIn!
note to self
do not post at 3am. at this particular time, I am tired to the point that I don’t remember what happened durring my day today at all today. i know that I had some computer parts fail on me, or not fail, but just not work in general, and I know that the wireless is not fixed at work.
my parents leave tonight @ 5pm for 10 days. i am glad. /me falls over from exhaustion
sun-daaaay!
welp, it’s sunday. hrm … another day. funny that. didn’t go to church, as usual. stopped by the mall and said hi to janelle, then did nothing for a while, then came home. here I am. sitting. doing nothing. it’s quite nice.
tony says that everyone is going river rafting next saturday … that’s cool. sounds like fun — i will go. other than that, I don’t have a whole lot to say. so i won’t.
new quote:
‘I love deadlines. I love the whooshing sound they make as they fly by’ – Douglas Adams 1952-2001
btw, douglas adams, author of Hitchiker’s Guide to the Galaxy tragically died at age 49 of a heart attack 2 days ago.
funny link of the day:
http://www.theonion.com/onion3717/porn_stars_demand.html
holy hell
it’s a saturday, and it’s 2:27pm, and I still doing absolutely nothing. I decided to wear shorts today — I’m thinking that’s what spawned this lack of doing things; my ghastly white legs have shamed me into not going out. Hrm. I wonder if there is anything going on … if there is, I sure don’t know about it. All I know is that I am at home on a nice day like this. I’d go for a walk, but ungh, my neighborhood sucks, and walking alone sucks. I think I’ll get in my pimpin’ mobile and cruise. we’ll see.
burnt out
after this past week, I am completely burnt out. The work shit just doesn’t end; dial-up and dsl went down on monday, and on thursday wireless went down. it is awful juggling 2-3 really important things at once. it is a drain also, because people are still expecting other things to be done, and there just isn’t enough time. fuck me with a broomstick.
i don’t remember if I did anything on thursday night. seriously. tonight, however, i went out with janelle & tony to monument valley park and played frisbee. craig showed up after a while. we had fun. tony almost lost his wallet; went to his work and found it there [whew!]. then we went over to the geekpad, which consists of a 3 floor victorian filled with hormonal-hard-up young males and the smelly haze generated by pot. i think craig will fit in there, though i fear he will tire of the people much like he did @ uccs.
my parents leave early on the 16th [thursday]; my dad returns on the night of the 26th [saturday]. that’s 10 whole days to myself. it makes me feel free. makes me feel pressured to throw a party — i don’t know if i will. oh well. I have no plans this weekend, except to ditch church. /me tries to think of something to do …
happy note today:
Old Share Balance: $510.70
Share Deposit: $449.75
New Share Balance: $960.45
‘bastard’ takes ticket up tail pipe
Poor guy, he runs a red light and they hammer him like no tomorrow. Don’t think he got any points, though:
‘this sucks … a 200$ fine for running a red light …
Judge: 3 tickets in the past year, how do you explain this?
Bastard: I got caught?
[laughter]
[Judge not smiling any more]
. . . ‘
beat and rand0mbits
The past two days at work have really sucked. We had 72 modems smoke themselves into oblivion on monday night and had all of our denver dsl go down because an upstream provider didn’t pay it’s bills. This has generated an insane amount of work for me — not only work, but also *TONS* of irate people calling and bitching — it’s beating me to death. The dsl people have been the best, actually: many thanks.
So a customer comes in to the office around 5 today, and tells me how horrible we are and blah blah blah. He noticed that the modem bank went down monday night and tried to contact us — he thought we were market1 — the whois people are all wrong, qwest’s phone directory is wrong, blah blah blah. He comes up complaining about how no one ever notified him of anything. I pull up his e-mail box. Woo, IMAP. Search … … OH! Look, and e-mail from hpi@hpi.net telling everyone that MDI customers have been assumed by hpi. … he shut up real quick. he told me to cancel his account and then left. grr.
bits:
# My parents are for sure leaving town on the 16th! rock on! Do I see ‘par-tee’ on the horizon?
# My truck has not leaked oil for a week! WOOoOOOo!
# Mike finally ditched Annie! go mike!
# Haven’t seen craig in 4 days now – suck!
# Everyone is coming back from college – ’bout time
# I feel really at ease around janelle … extremely beneficial right now, what with work sucking. Hope she does well on her exams — best of luck!