Hey y'all
I just deleted a ramble like no other. Yes, you can thank me for sparing you. However, as the title of this implies, I am in fact all of those things right now. And it is in fact Friday, well it's Friday here in this part of our planet, according to our numbers and time zones, and the fact that we have those time zones has only to do with world trade of the one thing I have none of at the moment.
I read a funny story this morning while I was eating some cereal. Domino's messed up, and a regular American civilian found something online, randomly, and Domino's had to give away 11,000 medium 1-topping pizzas! Ha, suckers! That's what you get when you are money hungry bastards that don't bother to pay people who know what the hell they are doing, and only pay people that are so delusional with money that they have forgotten about what the average person, like us, is all about. I miss the minimal amount of money I made slinging pizzas for them, but I sure as hell don't miss the corporate bs!
If all went as planned today, around noon, I had lunch with my Mom! Okay, so it was about 200 miles away, and we didn't speak, but we may have had the same thing, Clam Chowder, or if you want to be picky about it, New England Clam Chowdah. Mine was quite tasty. But now I'm hungry again, which is no good because it's only ten to 6 p.m. right now, and the night is young. Meaning my hunger will only get bigger as the time passes, uninterrupted and uninteresting. But at least I had a tasty lunch this afternoon! I am really looking forward to being with my family next weekend (sadly not this weekend, but hey)! On Saturday I said I'd help prepare dinner. And this morning I suggested stuffed pork chops on the grill. I was rather taken aback when my Mom told me that she'd never cooked them in such a fashion before! I do believe I will show her how it's done when I'm up there, hee hee. Oh to use a grill again, even if it's not mine! Geez, now my stomach is rumbling at the thought. I guess I'll end this here, and go into basement, and spend some quality time just staring at my dusty grill :(
Peace out y'all, and a good weekend to all! (Even those who have to work during it!)
Friday, 3 April 2009
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Pics of the deceiving "Heart Attack" snow storm
Here are a few pics from last weekends snow storm.
It was beautiful.
The tree's looked amazing, as though touched by a snow goddess...
a somewhat disgruntled snow goddess...
As the sign implies...STOP (aka fin, the end, finish, that's all folks!)!
It was beautiful.
The tree's looked amazing, as though touched by a snow goddess...
a somewhat disgruntled snow goddess...
As the sign implies...STOP (aka fin, the end, finish, that's all folks!)!
What a Day (and weekend)
Hey y'all! Long time no blog!
Although I've received more responses to the second to last post (and thankyou to those who did, but unless y'all know how my mind works, and what I've been through, you might not know why I see hitting rock bottom as the only way out sometimes, but I won't dwell on that), some of you know what happened after taking the advice of the one true anonymous commenter, and posting a somewhat "happy" blog on Saturday. After posting that blog, the rest of the day went well, until I fell asleep. Then all hell broke loose in my neck of the woods. A particularly nasty snow storm hit, dropping only a few inches of "heart attack" snow, and knocking out power to my surrounding area. After about 14 hours of no power (at least I recently got a music phone, so I didn't go into delirious tremors due to a lack of music), I called Com Ed, and found out that they didn't know we had no power! Then, about 20 minutes later, I heard my microwave make a pathetic little bleep, which scared the hell outta my cat, causing him to leap rather ungraciously to the floor in the kitchen, and the power came back on! I whooped at the top of my lungs, using the pipes I was graced with (although I'm sure nobody in the surrounding blocks of my old hood enjoyed hearing my Mom and I have yelling matches when I was a teen), but as I was in the middle of a great book, I neglected to turn on the TV or my computer for a while yet.
When I did turn on my computer, I discovered that the power outage had killed my network, and my router. But now, as you may have noticed, I am back up and running, er, blogging! It only took a few days to get back, but here I am! In the down time, the Bull's suffered a couple of hard loses, as did the Cub's, but at least they're still in Spring Training so their games don't count yet. In any case, thanks to you anonymous one, I posted a good blog, and my world got turned upside down in less than 24 hours. All I can say to you is that I fart in your general direction! Nanner nanner nanner! And now I will gallop away, on foot, clopping coconut halves together!
So anyhoo, what a day at work today. I tend to dislike the beginning of the month. Not to mention that it's a new quarter, so pricing has all changed one way or another. But as for the beginning of the month, that always means that I suddenly get slammed with all kinds of returns to go through. In one way it' nice because that takes a lot of time, and the clock moves a little quicker. On the down side, being in such a crappy financial situation, I burn off the calories I get from breakfast in about 5 minutes and I end up starving my skinny ass off for hours until lunch, and then I get a very small lunch, meaning that I am hungry again in an hour or less. And inevitably, like today, I have nothing to eat for dinner. I could make yet another sandwich, however that would take away my lunch tomorrow, so I won't be doing that. Darn. How I crave to drag my grill outta storage, and have some meats and veggies to cook on it :(
In other news, I got my new payment schedule from my car insurance company today, and my rates are going up!!! Only by $3 per month, but still! So I called them. As it turns out, being a resident of Illinois, I'm not alone. Everybody's rate's are going up, to help pay for things that do not, and will not apply to me! Just because other people suck doesn't mean that I should have to pay for their ignorance and/or impatience!!!!!!!! And the really crappy part is that the insurance companies didn't hatch this evil plan, as I would have suspected, the damn state government did! Not cool yo, not cool at all! I also turned in my lease renewal today, for my apartment of course. I asked if they had any cheaper apartments before I signed it and turned it over, but alas the only ones they have to offer are way farther away, and as my car takes the premium fuel only, I just can't afford a longer drive to work these days. So I signed another year of my life away, once again. Could be worse though, so I guess I won't bitch too much, about that at least, hee hee.
Oh yeah, yesterday I got the latest courses book from CLC (College of Lake County), and they now offer both automotive repair (body, engine, and electrical) certificate courses, and heating and cooling courses(whoohoo!), the classes for what I've wanted to do for years now, are only offered while I'm at work. The classes for what I don't at all want to do are offered at night, go figure. I'm still keeping a look out though. I'm still not convinced that school is really the route to go, and an apprenticeship would be better, for me anyway. But a bad spine rules out most apprenticeships, even the ones that are offered to "newbies" like me. One of these days I'll find something, but for now I'll keep trying to tell my stomach not to give up on me quite yet!
I am really looking forward to seeing my family in a week and a half! Oh, I may not be able to afford much more than a card this year guy and gals of my family, but I hope being able to be up there will be enough this go around! I love you guys! Oh, and Chantelle, I am soooo looking forward to meeting you for lunch on my way home that Monday! Sorry Lisa, not sure if you are taking your birthday off or not, but I made plans on that day. If you are taking it off, maybe we can do breakfast or something earlier that day! It's been about 12 years since the last time Chantelle and I chilled. Too long if you ask me!
Well I am going to settle in for a night of the SciFi channel (new Ghost Hunters, yay!), and hope to that sleep finds me more quickly tonight than the last couple.
Peace out y'all, and as always, good music and eats for all!!!
Although I've received more responses to the second to last post (and thankyou to those who did, but unless y'all know how my mind works, and what I've been through, you might not know why I see hitting rock bottom as the only way out sometimes, but I won't dwell on that), some of you know what happened after taking the advice of the one true anonymous commenter, and posting a somewhat "happy" blog on Saturday. After posting that blog, the rest of the day went well, until I fell asleep. Then all hell broke loose in my neck of the woods. A particularly nasty snow storm hit, dropping only a few inches of "heart attack" snow, and knocking out power to my surrounding area. After about 14 hours of no power (at least I recently got a music phone, so I didn't go into delirious tremors due to a lack of music), I called Com Ed, and found out that they didn't know we had no power! Then, about 20 minutes later, I heard my microwave make a pathetic little bleep, which scared the hell outta my cat, causing him to leap rather ungraciously to the floor in the kitchen, and the power came back on! I whooped at the top of my lungs, using the pipes I was graced with (although I'm sure nobody in the surrounding blocks of my old hood enjoyed hearing my Mom and I have yelling matches when I was a teen), but as I was in the middle of a great book, I neglected to turn on the TV or my computer for a while yet.
When I did turn on my computer, I discovered that the power outage had killed my network, and my router. But now, as you may have noticed, I am back up and running, er, blogging! It only took a few days to get back, but here I am! In the down time, the Bull's suffered a couple of hard loses, as did the Cub's, but at least they're still in Spring Training so their games don't count yet. In any case, thanks to you anonymous one, I posted a good blog, and my world got turned upside down in less than 24 hours. All I can say to you is that I fart in your general direction! Nanner nanner nanner! And now I will gallop away, on foot, clopping coconut halves together!
So anyhoo, what a day at work today. I tend to dislike the beginning of the month. Not to mention that it's a new quarter, so pricing has all changed one way or another. But as for the beginning of the month, that always means that I suddenly get slammed with all kinds of returns to go through. In one way it' nice because that takes a lot of time, and the clock moves a little quicker. On the down side, being in such a crappy financial situation, I burn off the calories I get from breakfast in about 5 minutes and I end up starving my skinny ass off for hours until lunch, and then I get a very small lunch, meaning that I am hungry again in an hour or less. And inevitably, like today, I have nothing to eat for dinner. I could make yet another sandwich, however that would take away my lunch tomorrow, so I won't be doing that. Darn. How I crave to drag my grill outta storage, and have some meats and veggies to cook on it :(
In other news, I got my new payment schedule from my car insurance company today, and my rates are going up!!! Only by $3 per month, but still! So I called them. As it turns out, being a resident of Illinois, I'm not alone. Everybody's rate's are going up, to help pay for things that do not, and will not apply to me! Just because other people suck doesn't mean that I should have to pay for their ignorance and/or impatience!!!!!!!! And the really crappy part is that the insurance companies didn't hatch this evil plan, as I would have suspected, the damn state government did! Not cool yo, not cool at all! I also turned in my lease renewal today, for my apartment of course. I asked if they had any cheaper apartments before I signed it and turned it over, but alas the only ones they have to offer are way farther away, and as my car takes the premium fuel only, I just can't afford a longer drive to work these days. So I signed another year of my life away, once again. Could be worse though, so I guess I won't bitch too much, about that at least, hee hee.
Oh yeah, yesterday I got the latest courses book from CLC (College of Lake County), and they now offer both automotive repair (body, engine, and electrical) certificate courses, and heating and cooling courses(whoohoo!), the classes for what I've wanted to do for years now, are only offered while I'm at work. The classes for what I don't at all want to do are offered at night, go figure. I'm still keeping a look out though. I'm still not convinced that school is really the route to go, and an apprenticeship would be better, for me anyway. But a bad spine rules out most apprenticeships, even the ones that are offered to "newbies" like me. One of these days I'll find something, but for now I'll keep trying to tell my stomach not to give up on me quite yet!
I am really looking forward to seeing my family in a week and a half! Oh, I may not be able to afford much more than a card this year guy and gals of my family, but I hope being able to be up there will be enough this go around! I love you guys! Oh, and Chantelle, I am soooo looking forward to meeting you for lunch on my way home that Monday! Sorry Lisa, not sure if you are taking your birthday off or not, but I made plans on that day. If you are taking it off, maybe we can do breakfast or something earlier that day! It's been about 12 years since the last time Chantelle and I chilled. Too long if you ask me!
Well I am going to settle in for a night of the SciFi channel (new Ghost Hunters, yay!), and hope to that sleep finds me more quickly tonight than the last couple.
Peace out y'all, and as always, good music and eats for all!!!
Saturday, 28 March 2009
The Rarest Seen Type of My Blogs
Here's one for you Mr. Anonymity.
I woke up today. Is that enough good for you? No? Fine.
After work yesterday I went to Auto Zone to get something to patch a cracked hose in my car's engine bay. It's a rubber hose that runs from the side of the exhaust manifold, to the boost control module, and it has a crack in the first bend in it. Not good. VW tried to tell me it'd cost $500 for them to fix. I found the hose from a VW/AUDI parts warehouse retailer, for only $43.95, online. So the only thing I can figure VW wanted to charge me $500 to replace it, is that they were going to charge me $125 an hour in labor to let my engine cool down before they took it out , and put a new hose in. Screw that, I'm handy enough to just do it myself. However, this being the pay period for rent, it was either buy the hose (oh, it is a specialty hose with all kinds of bends and special functions, not just a straight hose), or go grocery shopping. I'm going with food! So anyway, I bought a repair kit at Auto Zone for $3. When I got it home, I found out it wasn't gonna work for this application. So this morning, after waking up and having a bit of breakfast, I went back to the store, and made a exact cost swap out (what are the odds of that?!) for a different product, super duper heat resistant black duct tape. So far it seems to be holding just fine, YAY! I will get the new hose next pay period, when I have a little more expendable cash flow. Take that VW!
On to other news. Ever since my work switched payroll companies there have been the occasional screw up at their end. So when I checked my bank account yesterday morning, and saw that I had an extra $20, I figured it was just another flub on their part, and that they'd realize the mistake and, well, correct it. However, I actually checked the pay stub today, and compared it to the last couple (oh, I've had direct deposit for years, and rarely check the pay stub, I just file them away), and holy guacamole batman! I forgot that thanks to our new most excellent president, we aren't getting raped so badly by the feds on our federal income tax, so I actually am getting an extra $20 per check! That's almost an extra tank of gas for my car!!! YAY!!! Thank You Mr. President, rock on with your bad self!!!!! (I never thought I'd be saying that in my lifetime, but there you all go!)
Anyway, after getting the tape for my car today, I headed to the local Family Video, and rented a movie. I haven't watched it yet, but when I do, I'm sure I'll post my opinion of it right here. It's some kinda chick flick, involving swords and fighting. I hadn't heard of it before today. It's called Two Tigers. Not my normal kinda movie (I really didn't like the Kill Bill movies), but I went out on a limb and rented it anyway. From there I headed to the grocery store, and picked up the necessary ingredients to make myself some guacamole, and some Cool Ranch Doritos with which to eat it! I even remembered something from way back when, and threw one of the avocado seeds into the finished product, as to keep it fresher a little longer. Even though I figure there won't be much left to go bad after tonight. Oh, handy tip for any foodies out there that make use of avocados, if you leave the pit in the unused portion, the fruit (flesh?) won't go bad!
Before I made some delicious snack food, I happened to turn on my television and caught the last half of today's Bulls game, against Indiana, and the Bulls rocked!!! That was an amazing game to watch, and I whooped and hollered, and scared the hell outta my poor cat, Marley, and possibly some of my neighbors, but whatever, I may not be the most avid Bulls fan out there, but I still love the game! The Bulls WON! And it's good to see the home team play so damn well, regardless of the sport, um, except football, the american kind that is. I love soccer (real football, as it's played with your feet, and a ball, duh!), and think that this country has too many sports to watch, and soccer won't fully catch on for a while, if ever. Oh well, It is one of the better sports around, and it just so happens to be the worlds sport. Anyway, GO BULLS!!!
I hope that satisfies the anonymous commenter's desire for me to write a more upbeat post for once! Now to sit back and listen to some good music, have a couple of beers, and wait for the sun to go down just enough for me to turn on my projector, and watch the movie I rented (stupid western facing windows) . Until the next time, good music for all, and good eats as well!
Peace out y'all!
I woke up today. Is that enough good for you? No? Fine.
After work yesterday I went to Auto Zone to get something to patch a cracked hose in my car's engine bay. It's a rubber hose that runs from the side of the exhaust manifold, to the boost control module, and it has a crack in the first bend in it. Not good. VW tried to tell me it'd cost $500 for them to fix. I found the hose from a VW/AUDI parts warehouse retailer, for only $43.95, online. So the only thing I can figure VW wanted to charge me $500 to replace it, is that they were going to charge me $125 an hour in labor to let my engine cool down before they took it out , and put a new hose in. Screw that, I'm handy enough to just do it myself. However, this being the pay period for rent, it was either buy the hose (oh, it is a specialty hose with all kinds of bends and special functions, not just a straight hose), or go grocery shopping. I'm going with food! So anyway, I bought a repair kit at Auto Zone for $3. When I got it home, I found out it wasn't gonna work for this application. So this morning, after waking up and having a bit of breakfast, I went back to the store, and made a exact cost swap out (what are the odds of that?!) for a different product, super duper heat resistant black duct tape. So far it seems to be holding just fine, YAY! I will get the new hose next pay period, when I have a little more expendable cash flow. Take that VW!
On to other news. Ever since my work switched payroll companies there have been the occasional screw up at their end. So when I checked my bank account yesterday morning, and saw that I had an extra $20, I figured it was just another flub on their part, and that they'd realize the mistake and, well, correct it. However, I actually checked the pay stub today, and compared it to the last couple (oh, I've had direct deposit for years, and rarely check the pay stub, I just file them away), and holy guacamole batman! I forgot that thanks to our new most excellent president, we aren't getting raped so badly by the feds on our federal income tax, so I actually am getting an extra $20 per check! That's almost an extra tank of gas for my car!!! YAY!!! Thank You Mr. President, rock on with your bad self!!!!! (I never thought I'd be saying that in my lifetime, but there you all go!)
Anyway, after getting the tape for my car today, I headed to the local Family Video, and rented a movie. I haven't watched it yet, but when I do, I'm sure I'll post my opinion of it right here. It's some kinda chick flick, involving swords and fighting. I hadn't heard of it before today. It's called Two Tigers. Not my normal kinda movie (I really didn't like the Kill Bill movies), but I went out on a limb and rented it anyway. From there I headed to the grocery store, and picked up the necessary ingredients to make myself some guacamole, and some Cool Ranch Doritos with which to eat it! I even remembered something from way back when, and threw one of the avocado seeds into the finished product, as to keep it fresher a little longer. Even though I figure there won't be much left to go bad after tonight. Oh, handy tip for any foodies out there that make use of avocados, if you leave the pit in the unused portion, the fruit (flesh?) won't go bad!
Before I made some delicious snack food, I happened to turn on my television and caught the last half of today's Bulls game, against Indiana, and the Bulls rocked!!! That was an amazing game to watch, and I whooped and hollered, and scared the hell outta my poor cat, Marley, and possibly some of my neighbors, but whatever, I may not be the most avid Bulls fan out there, but I still love the game! The Bulls WON! And it's good to see the home team play so damn well, regardless of the sport, um, except football, the american kind that is. I love soccer (real football, as it's played with your feet, and a ball, duh!), and think that this country has too many sports to watch, and soccer won't fully catch on for a while, if ever. Oh well, It is one of the better sports around, and it just so happens to be the worlds sport. Anyway, GO BULLS!!!
I hope that satisfies the anonymous commenter's desire for me to write a more upbeat post for once! Now to sit back and listen to some good music, have a couple of beers, and wait for the sun to go down just enough for me to turn on my projector, and watch the movie I rented (stupid western facing windows) . Until the next time, good music for all, and good eats as well!
Peace out y'all!
Friday, 27 March 2009
Breaking Up With Friends
Hey y'all. I hope everyone is doing alright.
First things first, Sean, if I wrote a book based on any of the posts I've made on this blog nobody would think that everything in it was fact, and it would be published and placed in the fiction section. Chrisaida (aka Pich), you were the one person who kept me just sane enough to not completely flip out on our old biology teacher, Mrs. Woodlock, although I did get her fired. Lisa, I feel bad that you lost your husband, and I also feel bad for what I whispered to him after the conclusion of the ceremony and before the reception. Mom, I can't thank you enough for putting up with me, the son that has put you you through so much crap over the last 3 decades. Dad, I don't think you read this regularly, but if you read this one for any reason, I'm very sorry I ruined your Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band record insert all those years ago (you might be a millionaire if I hadn't taken scissors and cut out the uniform pieces, really really really sorry about that!). April, (although I doubt you read this blog anymore than the couple of times you had, but if you you do, please let me know!) I miss chatting with you, a great deal as a matter of fact! To all others, sorry if I caused you any discomfort mentally or otherwise, for the most part anyway!
Okay, with all that said, back to the title of this post. I just broke up with a friend of mine, in a somewhat childish way. His name is George (in my cell phone it's George 1, just as to help keep the 3 Georges in my phone organized). He has the same kind of personality of my boss Matt. The difference is that my boss, as self important as he is, at least did get out in the world and make his own life. My newly divorced friend George, however, is 27 and hasn't done a damn thing to justify in any way shape or form the kind of attitude he cops. He gave me shit, nonstop, for being a non-optimist, when he has no idea why I'm not. Without going into the entire history we have, I'll just tell you about tonight's dealings with him.
I got a phone call from a 414 area code, at 7:27 this evening. I was thinking it might be Chantelle, but it wasn't. It turned out to be a courtesy call from VW, to ask me how happy I was about the service I got from them this week. I told the poor girl (who I have talked to many a time now, I think she intentionally takes my number to call, as it's always the same girl who has called me for the last several years), that I was very displeased with one specific thing that I was told. She told me that she thought it was crappy that I was told, and that she would have Brian call me. I told her to go ahead and do that, and at 7:34 my phone rang again, from a local area code number, without a name. I answered it assuming it would be Brian. I was wrong.
The call was from George. To put it simply, as to not get into the entirety of the dealings, he asked me to explain why I had been so harsh in a message I left him the other night. In said message, I had simply told him what I thought, without swearing or yelling, about blowing me off on this last Tuesday, when he knew damn well I was down and out. In any case, I started to give him the reason, and not even 5 seconds into it, he cut me off to tell me I was wrong. That was it. I argued with him for another minute or so, neither of us giving in, and I hung up the phone. I sent him one last message, stating simply, that you don't ask somebody to explain why they did what they did, and then cut them off before they can complete the explanation. That may be adolescent like, but as an adult I feel that one should wait for the answer to be given completely before disputing it, even if a retort is needed. Is that to much to ask?
I know I have shunned many of my old friends for being that way. They yell at me for being so immature for acting that way. However, I've found that in all adult dealings, and with my extraordinarily short list of close friends, while in a debate/discussion/Q&A or business dealing, the way to get through a dispute is to let one person speak until they are finished, and then respond. I have been guilty of not doing so in quite heated situations, I admit, however, this was not one of those situations. So I chose to end the "friendship" we'd "had". Is it wrong that I don't feel bad about doing such a thing?
Okay, once again, I digress. If any of you read all of that, without skipping sentences or entire paragraphs, I commend you.
It's Friday night, and I've had some beer now (it's currently 9:09 p.m. CST, USA), and I'm just sitting here listening to some good music and blogging. I so wish I had some good news to post about, instead of droning on and on about not so good shit. I did see a mallard when I got to work this morning. It was all alone, and I wondered who would find a girlfriend first. If I had any money to bet, I'd put it on the duck.
Okay, maybe tomorrow something grandeur and good will happen, but until I find out if that's true, I'm just gong to continue listening to music, and enjoy the fact that I have no alarm clock to worry about going off in the morning, YAY!!!!!!!!!
Peace out y'all, and good tunes and food for all! If I could supply both of those things to everybody, I sure as heck would! Until the next psycho blog, I bid you all adieu, goodnight all, and sleep well when you do.
First things first, Sean, if I wrote a book based on any of the posts I've made on this blog nobody would think that everything in it was fact, and it would be published and placed in the fiction section. Chrisaida (aka Pich), you were the one person who kept me just sane enough to not completely flip out on our old biology teacher, Mrs. Woodlock, although I did get her fired. Lisa, I feel bad that you lost your husband, and I also feel bad for what I whispered to him after the conclusion of the ceremony and before the reception. Mom, I can't thank you enough for putting up with me, the son that has put you you through so much crap over the last 3 decades. Dad, I don't think you read this regularly, but if you read this one for any reason, I'm very sorry I ruined your Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band record insert all those years ago (you might be a millionaire if I hadn't taken scissors and cut out the uniform pieces, really really really sorry about that!). April, (although I doubt you read this blog anymore than the couple of times you had, but if you you do, please let me know!) I miss chatting with you, a great deal as a matter of fact! To all others, sorry if I caused you any discomfort mentally or otherwise, for the most part anyway!
Okay, with all that said, back to the title of this post. I just broke up with a friend of mine, in a somewhat childish way. His name is George (in my cell phone it's George 1, just as to help keep the 3 Georges in my phone organized). He has the same kind of personality of my boss Matt. The difference is that my boss, as self important as he is, at least did get out in the world and make his own life. My newly divorced friend George, however, is 27 and hasn't done a damn thing to justify in any way shape or form the kind of attitude he cops. He gave me shit, nonstop, for being a non-optimist, when he has no idea why I'm not. Without going into the entire history we have, I'll just tell you about tonight's dealings with him.
I got a phone call from a 414 area code, at 7:27 this evening. I was thinking it might be Chantelle, but it wasn't. It turned out to be a courtesy call from VW, to ask me how happy I was about the service I got from them this week. I told the poor girl (who I have talked to many a time now, I think she intentionally takes my number to call, as it's always the same girl who has called me for the last several years), that I was very displeased with one specific thing that I was told. She told me that she thought it was crappy that I was told, and that she would have Brian call me. I told her to go ahead and do that, and at 7:34 my phone rang again, from a local area code number, without a name. I answered it assuming it would be Brian. I was wrong.
The call was from George. To put it simply, as to not get into the entirety of the dealings, he asked me to explain why I had been so harsh in a message I left him the other night. In said message, I had simply told him what I thought, without swearing or yelling, about blowing me off on this last Tuesday, when he knew damn well I was down and out. In any case, I started to give him the reason, and not even 5 seconds into it, he cut me off to tell me I was wrong. That was it. I argued with him for another minute or so, neither of us giving in, and I hung up the phone. I sent him one last message, stating simply, that you don't ask somebody to explain why they did what they did, and then cut them off before they can complete the explanation. That may be adolescent like, but as an adult I feel that one should wait for the answer to be given completely before disputing it, even if a retort is needed. Is that to much to ask?
I know I have shunned many of my old friends for being that way. They yell at me for being so immature for acting that way. However, I've found that in all adult dealings, and with my extraordinarily short list of close friends, while in a debate/discussion/Q&A or business dealing, the way to get through a dispute is to let one person speak until they are finished, and then respond. I have been guilty of not doing so in quite heated situations, I admit, however, this was not one of those situations. So I chose to end the "friendship" we'd "had". Is it wrong that I don't feel bad about doing such a thing?
Okay, once again, I digress. If any of you read all of that, without skipping sentences or entire paragraphs, I commend you.
It's Friday night, and I've had some beer now (it's currently 9:09 p.m. CST, USA), and I'm just sitting here listening to some good music and blogging. I so wish I had some good news to post about, instead of droning on and on about not so good shit. I did see a mallard when I got to work this morning. It was all alone, and I wondered who would find a girlfriend first. If I had any money to bet, I'd put it on the duck.
Okay, maybe tomorrow something grandeur and good will happen, but until I find out if that's true, I'm just gong to continue listening to music, and enjoy the fact that I have no alarm clock to worry about going off in the morning, YAY!!!!!!!!!
Peace out y'all, and good tunes and food for all! If I could supply both of those things to everybody, I sure as heck would! Until the next psycho blog, I bid you all adieu, goodnight all, and sleep well when you do.
Thursday, 26 March 2009
Not Too Sure
Hey Y'all
I got my car back today! Yay! That means that I have the option to find a new second job again! But wait, I'm not sure that I want to work two jobs. I am currently 29, and will be 30 later on this year. I often feel like a failure, because I have not broken the $30 grand a year mark. There is a line in a song that goes like this "You say that money isn't everything, but I'd like to see you live without it." I feel like most everyone I know, and drive next to, and live next to, and talk with, and see from day to day has any idea the hell I go through every damn day just to get up and go to work with a smile (grimace) on my face. I may have put myself in this position, however I have no way to save myself when shit goes wrong. Financially anyway (despite my phsysical and psychological issues). I have no credit to my name, and won't until 2013.
I want to find a job that I look forward to going to every day. Don't tell me to go back to school. There is nothing a school can teach me that I don't already know. Okay, there is a lot a school can teach me, but I will not go to it, just to get the "skills" to work a "job" that I would rather shove the pencil in my own eye, than earn the paycheck. There needs to be something out there that would suit me, I just can't seem to find it.
I am currently thinking that I want to point my future to absolute rock bottom (as I'm closer to that point than not already), just to force myself to find a change in this path. I really can't think of what to do right now. I feel trapped and screwed (although I haven't felt the soft touch of a woman in too damn long). I've been through some shit that most everybody never believes. Hard times that way too many people are going through right now in this country. I am about ready to put myself back in that situation, just in order to kick my ass back into gear. It's pretty fucked up that I am willing to hit rock bottom on purpose, but right now I fail to see any other option. I am constantly broke, no really, broke to the point where after paying my bills on payday, I have no idea how I will be able to go to the grocery store and buy anything. Let alone go on a date . No joke, on pay day's, I am already out of money once the bills are paid. I just don't feel like I am meant for this. The rat race is not for me. I own one almost complete suit (minus a suit jacket), so even if I did pretend I wanted to work in an office, I wouldn't be able to dress to code, not that I want that kind of job at all, just trying to make a point here. But considering that I make well above minimum wage right now, and I still can't pay the bills, and have a life outside of my apartment at the same time is really depressing the hell outta me. Yet I can't just suck it up and do something I don't like/want to do! Most of the "rats" can't seem to get that, because they belong in the system, and rarely ever see outside the "box". Well I see the whole big box, and circle, and trapezoid, and oxigon, and so on. I've never felt quite right, and I've never been a "team player". I just don't want the masses lifestyle. That is where my problem lays, and although I know that, I still refuse to be a drone!
Not using spellcheck tonight, so if I didn't spell everything properly in this blog, kiss my ass, I'm not an office puppet!
Peace out, and good music to all a y'all
I got my car back today! Yay! That means that I have the option to find a new second job again! But wait, I'm not sure that I want to work two jobs. I am currently 29, and will be 30 later on this year. I often feel like a failure, because I have not broken the $30 grand a year mark. There is a line in a song that goes like this "You say that money isn't everything, but I'd like to see you live without it." I feel like most everyone I know, and drive next to, and live next to, and talk with, and see from day to day has any idea the hell I go through every damn day just to get up and go to work with a smile (grimace) on my face. I may have put myself in this position, however I have no way to save myself when shit goes wrong. Financially anyway (despite my phsysical and psychological issues). I have no credit to my name, and won't until 2013.
I want to find a job that I look forward to going to every day. Don't tell me to go back to school. There is nothing a school can teach me that I don't already know. Okay, there is a lot a school can teach me, but I will not go to it, just to get the "skills" to work a "job" that I would rather shove the pencil in my own eye, than earn the paycheck. There needs to be something out there that would suit me, I just can't seem to find it.
I am currently thinking that I want to point my future to absolute rock bottom (as I'm closer to that point than not already), just to force myself to find a change in this path. I really can't think of what to do right now. I feel trapped and screwed (although I haven't felt the soft touch of a woman in too damn long). I've been through some shit that most everybody never believes. Hard times that way too many people are going through right now in this country. I am about ready to put myself back in that situation, just in order to kick my ass back into gear. It's pretty fucked up that I am willing to hit rock bottom on purpose, but right now I fail to see any other option. I am constantly broke, no really, broke to the point where after paying my bills on payday, I have no idea how I will be able to go to the grocery store and buy anything. Let alone go on a date . No joke, on pay day's, I am already out of money once the bills are paid. I just don't feel like I am meant for this. The rat race is not for me. I own one almost complete suit (minus a suit jacket), so even if I did pretend I wanted to work in an office, I wouldn't be able to dress to code, not that I want that kind of job at all, just trying to make a point here. But considering that I make well above minimum wage right now, and I still can't pay the bills, and have a life outside of my apartment at the same time is really depressing the hell outta me. Yet I can't just suck it up and do something I don't like/want to do! Most of the "rats" can't seem to get that, because they belong in the system, and rarely ever see outside the "box". Well I see the whole big box, and circle, and trapezoid, and oxigon, and so on. I've never felt quite right, and I've never been a "team player". I just don't want the masses lifestyle. That is where my problem lays, and although I know that, I still refuse to be a drone!
Not using spellcheck tonight, so if I didn't spell everything properly in this blog, kiss my ass, I'm not an office puppet!
Peace out, and good music to all a y'all
Wednesday, 25 March 2009
?....??..........?
Prepare yourself Pish, or Pich if you'd prefer (even if nobody has called you that since JHHS), this isn't gonna start very happy, just flustered.
I am fed up with profit hungry companies, and the bull hockey practice of the one I just returned from, Game Stop. About 2 months ago I went there, and bought a used copy of Civilization Revolution for my PS3. Mind you it was USED, and I still paid $55 for it. Now that I haven't had a part time job to supplement my full time income, I figured that since I'm broke as a joke I would sell them the game back. Figuring I'd get about $20 for it, as it's a newer game, and it's a blue ray game for the PS3, I headed over there. Imagine the look on my face when the guy said "Okay, you get $9.60 for this." !!! I shook my head and said "You're telling me that I just paid $55 for the game, used, and I'm not even getting $10 back?!" He just looked at me, and responded with the ever so explanatory "yup." Then, the real kicker happened. The label printer, which prints the price labels for the games they buy, was right there. I looked at the labels it spit out. They are reselling the game, used (obviously) for ...............$55!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(well, to be fair, $54.99)
Unbelievable!!!!!!
So much for getting some dinner tonight AND a proper lunch at work tomorrow. Feeling a little flustered, and a bit befuddled, I took the money and left. On my way back (oh, mind you all, to do this I kinda sorta used the work van) I decided to stop at the local BK, to get a whopper w/cheese. In today's cost of things, just the burger came to $3.73. I drove up to the window, and waited for it to open. When it finally did, I handed the guy on the other side of it 4 singles, and the window closed again. When it reopened, he handed me the burger, and one lonely little, no longer even shiny, dime. I informed him that it wasn't the right change, and he looked at me blankly for a second, and then ACTUALLY ASKED ME HOW MUCH CHANGE I THOUGHT I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET BACK?!!!! I stared at him for a few seconds, just waiting to see if the light bulb would even start to flicker in his head, but alas it did not. So I did the math for him. Then he stared at me some more, before finally opening the change drawer, and slowly counting out the remaining $0.17 cents he owed me. Sheesh. Way to go what ever math teachers that kid has had over the years, and to the manager who thinks he's qualified to work the drive through window. Maybe he should just work the make line, oh, but then he might make 1 hamburger, instead of 2 whopper juniors, with cheese.
Okay, now for something good to report.....ummm, oh right! It has been confirmed! More than my family reads my blog! Oh wait, I've already used that one. Okay, hold on, uhhhh (Mr. Moon would kill me for the use of filler words), alright got one. I found it a bit amusing today, when my boss, Matt, kept insisting that I have always told him that I'm Wiccan! I've never once, at all ever claimed that, as I'm not now, nor will I ever be that specific religion! I call myself paegan, but that is not at all the same as Wiccan! Okay, so that isn't really "good" news, but I did find it more amusing than the first two things I reported in this post, so you will all just have to live with it, ha!
Okay, back to watching Wheel of Fortune. If there are any other secret readers of my blog, feel free to comment on anything you read about, at least once in a while. Doing so might just cause me to blog on a more standard basis, and maybe even lift my spirits enough to find happier topics to ramble on about! That's all for now.
Peace out y'all, and happy midweek to you all. May you all have had at least one tasty meal today, and heard one song that made you smile and/or groove to!
P.S. Spellcheck (on top of telling me I've just spelled that wrong, even though that's how it's spelled by them), is trying to tell me that I misspelled Wiccan, and it's suggestion is the rarer male version of that faith called Wicca. Really?! (yes really, no joke)
I am fed up with profit hungry companies, and the bull hockey practice of the one I just returned from, Game Stop. About 2 months ago I went there, and bought a used copy of Civilization Revolution for my PS3. Mind you it was USED, and I still paid $55 for it. Now that I haven't had a part time job to supplement my full time income, I figured that since I'm broke as a joke I would sell them the game back. Figuring I'd get about $20 for it, as it's a newer game, and it's a blue ray game for the PS3, I headed over there. Imagine the look on my face when the guy said "Okay, you get $9.60 for this." !!! I shook my head and said "You're telling me that I just paid $55 for the game, used, and I'm not even getting $10 back?!" He just looked at me, and responded with the ever so explanatory "yup." Then, the real kicker happened. The label printer, which prints the price labels for the games they buy, was right there. I looked at the labels it spit out. They are reselling the game, used (obviously) for ...............$55!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(well, to be fair, $54.99)
Unbelievable!!!!!!
So much for getting some dinner tonight AND a proper lunch at work tomorrow. Feeling a little flustered, and a bit befuddled, I took the money and left. On my way back (oh, mind you all, to do this I kinda sorta used the work van) I decided to stop at the local BK, to get a whopper w/cheese. In today's cost of things, just the burger came to $3.73. I drove up to the window, and waited for it to open. When it finally did, I handed the guy on the other side of it 4 singles, and the window closed again. When it reopened, he handed me the burger, and one lonely little, no longer even shiny, dime. I informed him that it wasn't the right change, and he looked at me blankly for a second, and then ACTUALLY ASKED ME HOW MUCH CHANGE I THOUGHT I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET BACK?!!!! I stared at him for a few seconds, just waiting to see if the light bulb would even start to flicker in his head, but alas it did not. So I did the math for him. Then he stared at me some more, before finally opening the change drawer, and slowly counting out the remaining $0.17 cents he owed me. Sheesh. Way to go what ever math teachers that kid has had over the years, and to the manager who thinks he's qualified to work the drive through window. Maybe he should just work the make line, oh, but then he might make 1 hamburger, instead of 2 whopper juniors, with cheese.
Okay, now for something good to report.....ummm, oh right! It has been confirmed! More than my family reads my blog! Oh wait, I've already used that one. Okay, hold on, uhhhh (Mr. Moon would kill me for the use of filler words), alright got one. I found it a bit amusing today, when my boss, Matt, kept insisting that I have always told him that I'm Wiccan! I've never once, at all ever claimed that, as I'm not now, nor will I ever be that specific religion! I call myself paegan, but that is not at all the same as Wiccan! Okay, so that isn't really "good" news, but I did find it more amusing than the first two things I reported in this post, so you will all just have to live with it, ha!
Okay, back to watching Wheel of Fortune. If there are any other secret readers of my blog, feel free to comment on anything you read about, at least once in a while. Doing so might just cause me to blog on a more standard basis, and maybe even lift my spirits enough to find happier topics to ramble on about! That's all for now.
Peace out y'all, and happy midweek to you all. May you all have had at least one tasty meal today, and heard one song that made you smile and/or groove to!
P.S. Spellcheck (on top of telling me I've just spelled that wrong, even though that's how it's spelled by them), is trying to tell me that I misspelled Wiccan, and it's suggestion is the rarer male version of that faith called Wicca. Really?! (yes really, no joke)
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