Well, it’s 12:38am and I’ve ran out of things to do, so I figured I’d update here. Not too much happening, but here’s the lowdown. Keen came back from Vegas the other day after a nearly four week stint of work & Defcon. It’s a little weird saying it, but I missed him :-/ I’m glad he’s back, even though I never see him due to wildly conflicting schedules – he’s already out of the house by the time I wake up, and I’m coming home a couple hours after he’s already hit the rack. Kinda sucks. People. I went out with Tore and Laura to Phantom Canyon the other night. That was a pretty good time. Laura seemed … better than usual. Dunno if it’s the lack of UCSU, but she just seemed a lot more pleasant. She looked healthier too. Weird. Tore … well shit, I saw him like 2 nights before that so there isn’t too much new there ;-). I went out with Sammi for lunch today and had a great time. Also, Mr. Mike Lee made a surprise appearance last night and we chilled @ the store for the evening. It was nice to see him around – he’s a bartender at Oscar’s and is doing well. My day job is being acquired very soon. Got into a semi-argument, or more correctly a ‘problem solving discussion,’ with the soon-to-be-owner-person about how 802.1q & 802.1p (VLANs & class-based QoS) would have issues on our network, and summarily what we need to do to fixify it. He’s so high energy that our 3 hour conversation wore me out for the day. He must take caffeine intravenously every morning. The store is still limping by during summer, but school starts on the 18th and things are looking up. I can’t wait for business to pick up again! We are switching from our costly T1 ($500+/mo for 1.544mbps up/down) to a wicked adelphia hookup – $149 for 4mbps/1mbps. That and a couple other trimmings are hopefully going to prime us for money-making. That’s all for me, getting ready to close.

I’m getting tired of looking at the same bland page here at rand0m.org. And I’m even more tired of getting an unbelievable amount of communiques insisting that I put up “more content!” So here goes. Topics for today include EverLAN, my birthday, Girls (in general), Work, Work #2 and then maybe some other things. It’s pretty sad that I have to structure my posts so that I don’t lose focus and scrap the entire process resulting in weeks of no-content. EverLAN was super. It went off with nary a hitch and was super well attended. Setup started July 14th, event on th 16th, ended on the 18th, cleanup on the 19th. EGC was closed from the 15th until afternoon of the 19th. Basically, 500+ people brought their PCs to the Phil Long Expo Center up on the north side to enjoy LAN computer gaming, file swapping, meeting people and to participate in lucrative competitions — one to the tune of $10,000 for 1st place. There are a shitton of photos running around: [L=http://rand0m.org/gallery.php?gid=13]my gallery[/L], [L=http://www.everlan.net/modules.php?set_albumName=summer04&op=modload&name=gallery&file=index&include=view_album.php]everlan.net galleries[/L]. Also, Team3D, one of the world’s most well known Counter-Strike teams, made a visit to the gaming center. They were a bunch of really classy guys, and there are some photos of [L=http://cos.everlan.com/gallery.php?gid=13]them here[/L]. Of other note is that Adelphia has an awesome network team — if you can get ahold of them. My 22nd birthday happened on the opening day of EverLAN. I did absolutely nothing. I got a card from my parents, and a card from my Oma in Salt Lake City, UT, and a nice package of things from Laura (beachball (?), stickynotepad (was super @ everlan), some chocolates). I didn’t even drink a beer. I think I got a call from Keen, but that seems fuzzy. All in all, probably the most worthless birthday I’ve ever had – business as usual – and I don’t even care. Wow. Girls. I got to see Sammi while she was here, but she is gone. I was hoping to catch her again before she made off to FarmLand, but I didn’t. Damn. I think Laura [L=http://www.livejournal.com/users/pinklaura/10427.html]hates me[/L]. Awww Shoot! I ran into Michelle … something … the hot chick from back in the day. She is still incredibly hot. There’s this woman on my floor named Zaheera (sp?). She’s doing some temp work for GlobeLink, a translation-services company. She is almost 22, has a bachelor’s degree in history (earned 1 year early), speaks 6 languages and is pursuing her masters in international finance. She’s not the most attractive girl in the world physically, but man, I want to have sex with her brain. She is incredible, but I feel wildly inadequate due to her overwhelming competence … so I talked to her twice, and might ask her to get a cup of joe tomorrow for lunch? The day job is doing well. My job is the same as always, as there is not too much for me to do in the way o fnew things … I think that will change soon. I determined (see below) that I need to make more money. Hopefully the $ situation changes soon, otherwise it will change soon — not going to continue limping by on sub-Wal-Mart-night-stocker pay. The store is doing not so good. Summer sucks and has hit us hard. Like, real hard. We have been considering changing locations to one more suburban, but have been fruitless in finding a good mixture of location, size, cost, mean income, population density, and more. Location is -everything-. Everything. Luckily PHS starts up again soon, so hopefully we won’t die. Shittikaka. I made a gallery-style thing for the photos. I don’t know if I mentioned that in an earlier post, but it’s there and it’s pretty neato. Keen is in Vegas for Defcon. I was totally planning on attending, and had saved as much as humanly possible, but alas am short. I had no idea that it’s painfully difficult for me to save $1000ish with my low-ass-wage job … even over 3 months. w0lfy, damn him, got notice on Tuesday that -his- employer is sending him to Defcon all expenses paid. With three days notice, eg $400+ in tickets, $600+ in hotel costs, not to mention per diem, pay, and more. I long for such a job. You have no idea. Defcon officially starts up tomorrow, and I am expecting Keen to take a shitton notes and even more photos. I am still at odds with Tore. Wait, no. I don’t care anymore. People are fallible, people can change. I think Tore is at odds with me. I don’t know, though, because I haven’t talked to him in forever. He went to Texas, despite his previous strong inclinations to not do so. I [i]feel[/i] like I should apologize, but then I think about it for a second, and I don’t have to apologize for my opinion, no matter how bigoted or biased others may think it is. I believe Tore will continue to be offended for an indeterminable period of time — this, by the way, it very much non-traditional Tore behavior. I liked him, his attitudes and his thoughts a lot more before. Before what, I don’t know … just … before. He changed. Or maybe I changed. Don’t ask me.

Wow today was a busy day. To start with, I awoke well rested for the first time in forever. I had to go out to falcon in the early morning – left at 8am, but unfortunately got half way there and realized that the radio I had with me wasn’t configured. Came back, conf’d it, went out there, spent 2 hours on someone’s roof and then came back into town. Yay for installing / fixifying radios. I then went to lunch with Super Sammi at Phantom Canyon. Ordered the Rootbeer/BBQ Chicken, which was very melony and not at all what I was expecting, but eh. Anyways, lunch was great. Her trip to South Africa sounded kick-ass … I can’t wait to travel abroad 🙂 Anyways, it was a very insightful lunch because Sammi is really smart. And insightful … and everything else good in the world. *sigh* So as I was coming back from Falcon I drove pretty close to Signs By Tomorrow and was thinking “wow, I haven’t heard from Paul in a while, I’ll have to give him a ring sometime” … sure enough, not 20 minutes after I got back to the office he calls me while in the middle of a computer crisis. I tell him I can swing by post-lunch, and I do, to find … Janelle there! Yay for unexpectedly meeting the ex-gf with no prep time / obligatory self-delusion time! I had a little trouble concentrating, but I did fix SBT’s problem in less than thirty minutes (their internal software support didn’t fix throughout several -days- (ego boost here)). I then split outta there as fast as I could to avoid any awkwardness w/ nell … and it’s just business, you know? (lame excuse filter here) Anyways, got back to the store and it’s been chill. Been a good day.

Keen, Paulie and I [L=http://rand0m.org/images/rafting070304]went river rafting[/L] on Saturday afternoon. It was a really good time … I was kind of thinking about backing out on Friday, but decided that what the hell, I’m going to go and have a good time. There were *TONS* of hot chicks around. It was just gratuitous :-). Paulie and I both leapt off the raft and went for swims, and after a much-too-long-for-comfort attempt to get me back in the raft (due to a loose lifejacket) everybody ended up back on shore, nice and dry. Except Keen, who wore cotton 😉 We ate at a place called Pizza Madness and the food was incredible — definitely have to go back there next time I swing through Canon City. The Gorge, btw, is HUGE. I can’t explain how high the cavern walls get, nor how long the Royal Gorge Bridge is. It’s really all quite impressive. [L=http://rand0m.org/images/rafting070304]Photos Are Here[/L]. I went to Corey’s bday party on Thursday night, got like 3 hours of sleep. Then I worked Friday night and went to Falcon in the morning, got another 3 1/2 hours of sleep. Then I went rafting. Then I worked a lockin until 9am Sunday. I was a very tired monkey – luckily, I didn’t do shit on Sunday, and went on a nice lunch outting with my sister earlier this afternoon. Been a great weekend. James friend came over last night with her two hot-as-fuck roommates for the sole intent of getting drunk. Unfortunately for everybody involved, not only did the end up not getting drunk, but they left early. Why? One of the girls is a prude. Meh. Oh well, they were nice eye candy for a couple hours. Tore and I tangled on AIM. I think he’s a pompous obstinate blowhard who believes that the world owes him something, and gets an unbelievably large pleasure out of manipulating people / playing mind games with folks. Additionally, he is always right and there is no room for any opinion other than his own. I strongly disapprove of all of that — the world doesn’t owe anybody shit, no matter what college tells you, mind games are horrible things and only serve to -REALLY- piss off those of us who don’t play them, and thinking so highly of oneself as to not even consider others’ opinions is just plain awful. This does not work out with Mr. A-Type me. I am unsure of where this will lead. Sammi is back in town, scheduled lunch with her manana. Dunno how that’ll [L=http://rand0m.org/viewcomments.php?NewsID=431#4541]go.[/L]

Marilyn Motazedi, the sister of a childhood friend, passed suddenly this weekend at the age of fourteen. My sincerest condolences go out to her frends and family I recall spending time at the Motazedi home, with Marylin always tagging along beside Eric and I. Her glowing smile, her bouncing curls, her chiming laugh. Her love for her parents, her tight hugs. The rivalry, the unending adoration for her brother. Fate’s hand among us, roused much too swiftly.

I really have no motivation to post anymore. I could go on about how the store is, the HPI deal, Tore’s incredible attitude & bullheadedness, James HotSex Adventures, Keen and I’s solving all of the worlds problems while talking on our porch, seeing a couple PHS people, meeting up with Laura at Phantom several times … but meh. Too much to type and I have zero impetus to do it. So here are some links, some of which are pretty scary. heh. [L=http://rand0m.org/temp/cyberwoo.htm]HOTCYBARSEX WITH HOTMAMA[L] – hilarious cyber sex outtake. [L=http://rand0m.org/temp/scarytext.txt]Random beligerent conversation[/L] – priceless. [L=http://rand0m.org/temp/egcfirewall.txt]A FreeBSD Firewall Script.[/L] Don’t ask me. Things of note. 1. I was chatting with Nick the other day, and I linked him to a Match.com profile that was of the perfect girl. His first reply “does she keep her mouth shut?” I laughed heartily. And fuck anybody who doesn’t laugh. It’s a joke. Jesus. 2. I was late this morning and ended up going to work without a shower because Keen took a loooooong shower. So I feel dirty, because I am. That is all.

We are having a Barbecue on Sunday around 2pm. Everybody is invited. BYObeer, if you have any 🙂 Keen came home on Wednesday and brought along a copy of Dan Brown’s “Angels and Demons” which is about the Illuminati and their infiltration of the Masons. I did a bunch of reading as of late and man, the Illuminati are interesting. Also of great interest is the vast amount of Masonic symbols and rituals that are existant in the Mormon church. I am told that Brown’s next book will address exactly that. Surely an inflammatory author, but one that has definitely made me want to learn as much as I can about religious symbology and more importantly, the pedigree of religion & power.

Yay! Tore is back in town. We went out on the town and had some alchohol. ANd then we playe dpool. And then we drank some more! And then we went to tonys’ and hgad som emore alcohol, me a jaegera bomb an dhim … som ehard alcohol, as he is a total alcohdol snob and think sthat scotch is the bst! Good Times. WE saw MIke LEee too, but he was playin gpinball and did not hav emuch time fo rchiatchat. So we left. Yay fo ralchool. I am the lightesteswewgiht around: 3 beers and a shot of yager an dI’m feeling pretty good. Time for bwed! [b]Update[/b] – Yay, I’m not hungover! That was a nice and pleasant surprise this morning. Must have been the 4 huge glasses of water I drank. Okay, so last night at 3:10am, I’m laying there in bed, tossing and turning and this white early-90s acura integra pulls up and parks in our parking lot, next to James car. I was like WTF MOFO !? I mean, wow, it’s 3am, wtf are they doing. So this dude gets out, and then this hot-as-fuck chick gets out. Like WOW hot. So then they proceed through our back gate (!!?!?!!?) and try all the doors on the church. Yep. The backdoor, the sidedoor, blah blah. And then they get in their car, make a lot of racket, and leave. wtf, mate?

Okay, so new things going on. The first and foremost will be Drama. WOO DRAMA MOFO! Mike Lee swung by the store wednesday (05/19) the other day and brought with him …. Matt Byrne! I was overjoyed to see him in his already-drunk-off-his-ass glory *cough*. I had heard that he was off the drunkard bandwagon, was going to school, you know, cleaning up his life. Well, that’s not the case. They show up and we’re chilling and whatever, and Matt is fucking crazy. Crazy Drunk. And Crazy. Eventually he tires out and goes out to pass out in his car. Mike and I are chilling, doing nothing and *ring_ring* my cell phone rings. It’s Matt’s mom. Now, if Matt is in town, he is going to hang out with one of three people. 1. Emily. HAHAHA. No. 2. Mike Lee. Sure, but he is the most unreachable fellow in CoSprgs. 3. Me. And she has my cell #. So she calls me looking for him. I hand Mike the phone and say handle it, as I was doing something else? So the first thing she asks him is if Matt has been drinking … Mike stalls and says that he thinks he’s upstairs playing computer games (this is all going down at the store). He gets out to Matt’s car and tries to rouse him from his stupor to no avail. So he tells Matt’s mom that he’s “taking a shit”. She immediately goes crazy, asking “what’s going on!?” And he says “he’s taking a shit, he’ll call you back in a few.” Reasonable for covering a buddy, right? Right. So Mike and I shoot the shit for like 30 mins, and go outside to burn one and Matt’s car is gone! Driven by a heinously drunk Matt! Woo good times! We have a good laugh, and continue on with our conversation. I have turned my cell phone off by now to avoid Matt’s mom. At about 11:15pm, we’re closing, and turn my cell on to get my messages. Of course she called: “Okay this is xxxx xxxxxx, I would like to have your address. If you don’t call me back in the next 5 minutes with your address, then I will call the police and I will have them lookup your address by this phone number. I will have the police meet me over there, and I am going to take everything that is mine, which is Matthews cellphone, Matthews car keys, Matthews car, mm, there’s another set of keys that he has in his jacket, his credit (bzzt)” and it cuts off for some unknown reason. Man, that’s a super message to receive. So I call her back. At 11:15pm, which I’m hoping she’ll really appreciate. “Hi xxxx xxxxxx, this is Randal Kohutek. I am calling to let you know that you should never call me again. I do not appreciate being threatened, nor do I appreciate being threatened to be visited by the police. I have no affiliation with Matt, and only saw him because he stumbled into my store drunk off his ass. If you would like to call me about this, please save your breath and don’t.” And that is that. He must have had a second set of keys, as I have his first set right here. Surprisingly enough, I have not heard from either of them. I find it quite amazing that he enters town and there is _instant_ drama. Guh.

Okay, so I was at the store the other night and Shawn and his g/f Emily showed up with Paulie. We hung out and chatted, ’twas a good time … Shawn’s such a cool/laid back guy. I had a good time just chillin. So they leave, and I’m getting ready to close. So I’m standing outside burning one, and this drunk-off-her-ass girl starts coming down Nevada. Now, this is brightly-lit Nevada, so I see her coming from at least a block away. As she lists perilously from side to side, I notice that she has no shoes on. Not even typical-CC style flesh-colored flipflops that are impossible to see. I really mean no shoes. So she kinda staggered by and neither of us said anything. It was very odd. Okay, so the other day I had this whacked out dream. I for some reason was in a school, sitting in a hallway against the wall in a desk. Oddly enough, I had a pistol and an M16. Why, I do not know. So this kid comes out of the classroom across the hallway, followed by scary-looking SWAT clad police. So they’re doing there thing and I’m just sitting there. And then they finished with him, and I just got up to leave, totally not realizing that I had two weapons at my desk. So I get up and start to walk out, and the police yell ‘hey, stop right there!” as they have no doubt seen the M16. So then I was like “OK” … and then they came running up, and then I woke up, totally wondering why I wasn’t in prison. I can’t explain how freaked out I was. Crazy. As told by James, I was asleep on the couch the other night, and he came into the room and turned on the light and said “oh, you’re in here” and I apparently replied with “I’m not asleep, freebsd install … ds3 … ” and then went back to sleep. I find this discomforting. Less BSD, More Normal. kthx. [b]Update – 05/18 @ 2:18p[/b] LOL, I saw this quote while randomly browsing: [i]I am 22 years old. It’s kinda scary to realize I’m an adult now. It’s even scarier to realize all the other adults are as clueless as me.[/i] …. wow, I feel the same way :-/ Lauren emailed me and asked to take down the Why Lauren’s A Bitch article. It was written by Laura, so I asked what she thought. Unfortunately, I have not heard from her. I would post the email but I lost if. Damn. I think she’s worried about what people think since she is getting out of the military soon (holy shit, it’s been 4 years !?) Regardless, it involves ideas like “it’s childish” and “[lauren’s] parents agree that it’s immature”. The Real News is this: that is okay! I’m ‘mature’ for 18+ hours a day! Why not be immature on a worthless website! wooo! Fuck you ! And your parents too !