The living room is coming together. I gots 2 futons and 1/2 a computer desk so far. TV on antenna. Pretty nice!

ENGLISH MOTHERFUCKER! DO YOU SPEAK IT!?!?

Yeah, so my ass is in a sling right now. One of the developers came over to my desk with a post it note.
It had the File path to a script on our report server. I asked her, "Do you want me to delete it?"
She says, "Yes"
I delete the file and say, "Done"

She fuckin freaks. "YOU DELETED IT?"
"Um, yeah, I just asked you if thats what you wanted done and you said yes"
*blah blah blah blah blah*

Fucking cripes. She says some shit about weekend reports not going through now, etc. I'm like, great. I'm fucked.
So now I'm searching my superior's PC for this file in desperate hopes that he kept a copy. The fuckin server wasn't
in the backup rotation.

Goddamn it.

Sidenote: I went bowling with Trops and a few of his friends lastnight. It was fun. They bowled 2 games and Trops and I bowled 3. The last game was dope.
Lightning round style. We knocked that game out in about 15 minutes.

The funniest part was when I was talking to Dan, Trops' friend, and he asked how old I was. I said 25. He said, "That sucks". I said "Uh, why?"
He replied, "You got no hair dude." I chuckled and said, "Yeah, well........nothing I can really do about that, right? When it starts going at 20, you just accept it."
Dan agreed.

Its funny when people think they can razz me about it or they think I might get offended. It surprises them when I respond truthfully and without offense.
I don't think its self confidence, more like self acceptance. I'm just a skinny pale dork with no hair. People in my life either deal with me or get the fuck out.
That's a good way to live, I think. Keeps the drama to a minimum.

Long time no update. Lack of internet access at home does that.

Yeah, well I've been busy fuckers. Moving shit. Working. Hangin oot.

My new computer desk and chair was delivered about 20 minutes ago. Teh ownage. Goddamn, I've wanted
a new computer desk for like a year and a half now. I get to put it together when I get home. I'm stoked.
Later on I think I'm going to borrow my uncle's truck and go buy some new furniture, so my dwelling is
livable. It's amazing how my priorities (as far as purchasing furnishings and appliances) changed once I
moved in.

Before I moved in, I wanted to get the clothes washer/dryer first and get it all setup, but now I want to
get all the living furnishings instead. Turns out, living rooms are better when you don't have to stand.

Anyhoo, the family function that was previously planned for saturday has been postponed because the old
folks don't dig foul weather. Thats fine by me. I want to get my place into shape and having to interact
with relatives interferes with that. I mean, how many different ways can I answer "Where do you work?"
"What are you doing nowadays?"

The answer, 1. I work at Wet Seal as a Network Administrator. Result = Blank stare until I say,
"I work with computers." It's not all that bad. Just a tad repetitive if anything.

Work has been slow for the last few weeks. GOODNESS! It was so nuts for so long, I forget what to
do when I actually get to be deliberate about work.

That's about it. I'll post some pics or something when I get the place into shape.

WTF..................they ask me if I have any, yet they don't give me any porn. What are they? Pot Smokers? Assholes!

Goddamn it..........

I swear if one more goddamned asshatted dorksock fucks shit up for my department, without giving
us the chance to do it ourselves, I'm going to go slap some of them around with a huge greasy
salmon. Then I will flip out like a ninja and jumpkick their nuts through their spine.

They decided to play musical chairs on friday and swap all the offices around. They let every other
goddamned department know, except MIS. The people that need to repunch the phone connects and make
sure the network jack is live so the PC can get the ever-important email and internet access. This
morning I had the VP of HR breathing down our necks to get her office up and operational. Of course,
they told everyone except us. They thought the other guy would coordinate the other departments
duties. Oh fucking well I guess.

This is the type of bullshit I have to deal with almost daily. Fuckers expecting others to do the job
of other departments or thinking we'll just magically know when someone switches offices or cubes and
run down there with a hop in our step to get their moves done. They should question their assumptions.
At the Base (my last job) we requiredno less than 2 weeks for any kind of move or change.
Two motherfucking weeks. Here we're lucky if we get 15 minutes notice. Usually its the situation we
have today where they're "waiting for MIS" to do their changes. Well FUCK THAT. I can't wait until
they FINALLY get those policies and procedures in place so we can have time to do shit
(like everyone else) rather than rushing through everything and making mistakes because we're rushing.

The pendulum swings.

Shit........you know what time it is now?

timeforafiveminutebreak

Sayings

Not much to report. This weekend was par for the course.
I went to the parents for Thanksgiving, ate. I had some fun with the gang bowling friday night. gg
I went to a friends for a get together. It was cool seeing all the car club folk again. It's been
awhile since the last run I attended. One of the guys got a new Si. Damn sweet car. Too bad I'd have
to dump about $3000 into it just to get it handling the way I want. That's IF I got one.
I think I'm probably going to drive my Si until it dies. Maybe get another car, in addition to the Si,
in a year or two. The Si's got almost 50,000 miles on it and it's no worse for the wear.
That's a Honda for you.

I came into work today and everything was under control, for a change so, timeforafiveminutebreak!