Thursday, August 24, 2006
Picking Fights
Yesterday I left work halfway through the day b/c I was sick and tired of the bullshit that is my company. Today a number of my co-workers told me to pick my battles. This company is a joke. We are supposed to put out 2 units per week. Right now it's about 3 or 4 a month. There is no direction, nobody tells us what to do, or what to work on. We have no parts, so we get a unit half finished and then end up having to switch over to another unit and maybe have enough parts for it. It's just so frustrating working here.I bring up ideas to my boss on how to improve the design, or how to make something work better, or look better and it's shot down. Today I told him how we could improve a certain part of the design, and he just said that we couldn't do anything b/c that's the way it has always been done, and we don't want to start changing things now. WTF? Blow me you fucking asshole. My boss is the same age as me, some dumb fucking hockey jock who only has this job b/c he's been there the longest. He goes on these stupid power trips, and sulks when things don't go right, or he gets reamed out over somethign or another. How can I work for someone who I have absoletly no respect for? Pick my battles...okay. I'll fight everything.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Today
Driving 120 in the fast lane in a 110 zone IS NOT acceptable. I don't care what you think in that puny little mind of yours. Now get the fuck out of my way, it's my birthday.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Quirk
Going pee in a bathroom that has those fuzzy seat covers on the toilet seat is most annoying. I put the seat and cover up and it keeps wanting to fall down. How am I supposed to pee? Growing up I never knew what to do, trying to stand there and pee while holding it up, or spend 5 minutes balancing it and then hoping the entire time that it didn't fall while I was peeing. As I grew up I just said "fuck it" and took the cover off and replaced it when I was done. But I never liked doing that. It felt like I was doing something wrong. And what if it didn't go back on (I don't know why it wouldn't but...) So yeah. Fuzzy toilet seat covers suck. :)
Friday, August 11, 2006
Monday, July 24, 2006
Gay Bashing is Unchristian
Thank you Smarmy Momma for the link to this article, Real Christians Fight Intolerance.
"It is time to say that gay bashing is not only wrong, it is unchristian. If Christianity is grace, then judgment is the ultimate apostasy. If Christianity is love, then cruelty is the ultimate heresy." - Rev. Jim Rigby, AlterNet.
"It is time to say that gay bashing is not only wrong, it is unchristian. If Christianity is grace, then judgment is the ultimate apostasy. If Christianity is love, then cruelty is the ultimate heresy." - Rev. Jim Rigby, AlterNet.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Speeding as Dance
Speeding is an artform. You can't just go out there, step on the gas and expect to get somewhere fast. People will not just get out of your way. Some people will even try to impede your progess. You have to plan ahead, watch the road. It is constantly changing, new cars merging on, cars leaving, cars switching lanes,
The road is an ever evolving, ever changing, multi-faceted environment. It isn't a place where you can just hop on in your car, floor the accelerator and expect to get somewhere fast. You have to know what you are doing. You have to anticipate. You have to know the road. You have to be able to read other drivers. You have to know what your car is capable of. You have to be able to watch the road, read and predict the other drivers' reactions, make split-second decisions, all while being on the lookout for cops. And most improtantly, you have to realize, that some days, you just aren't gonna get anywhere fast, so just chill the fuck out, roll the windows down, crank up the tunes and just drive.I wasn't in any particular hurry today, I rarely am, and everyone was out ofr a Sunday afternoon drive, so I had the time to concentrate on the drivers around me. There was this one young girl in particular that I found rather fascinating. She was 17-18, high school girl, in a brand new eclipse, graduation present type. I'm not sure if she was trying to impress her passenger with her fancy car, but every five seconds she would be stomping on the brakes, switching lanes and flooring it, only to have to break again shortly after. She was expending a whole lot of energy, but not getting anywhere fast. See she wasn't reading the road. She had no idea what she was doing, and unknowingly making my drive much more eventful. Initially she had come flying up behind me, and I had moved out of her way. Traffic was slow, but I figured if she was in that much of a hurry, maybe riding the guys ass in front of me would make him move and she'd at least be one more car length ahead. So she flys up, breaking at the last moment on this guys ass, sits there for a couple of seconds, switches inot the far lane, cutting me off in the process, and speeds ahead a few car lengths before having to slam on her brakes again. She continued to do this. 25km later she is sitting in the lane beside me, not 50 miles ahead of me where I'm sure she wished she was. It was cute.See I love driving fast. I'm rarely in a hurry. I just love the rush. I love the feeling. I love flying around corners, scaring the shit out of myself going so fast sometimes. It's fun. I know there are limits, and I push them to some extent, but I also know my limitations. Sometimes traffic is not condusive to speeding. That's fine, I'll just chill and drive along wit everyone else. I don't understand people that don't drive fast. I don't know how they can relegate themselves to that position. I see a car in front of me and I want to catch up and pass it. Not for any particular reason other than to be in front of him. When I finally pass him there will inevitably be another, so I'll have to keep it up. A never ending circle. And when the road is empty, it's even more reason to fly. No one is around.
The road is an ever evolving, ever changing, multi-faceted environment. It isn't a place where you can just hop on in your car, floor the accelerator and expect to get somewhere fast. You have to know what you are doing. You have to anticipate. You have to know the road. You have to be able to read other drivers. You have to know what your car is capable of. You have to be able to watch the road, read and predict the other drivers' reactions, make split-second decisions, all while being on the lookout for cops. And most improtantly, you have to realize, that some days, you just aren't gonna get anywhere fast, so just chill the fuck out, roll the windows down, crank up the tunes and just drive.I wasn't in any particular hurry today, I rarely am, and everyone was out ofr a Sunday afternoon drive, so I had the time to concentrate on the drivers around me. There was this one young girl in particular that I found rather fascinating. She was 17-18, high school girl, in a brand new eclipse, graduation present type. I'm not sure if she was trying to impress her passenger with her fancy car, but every five seconds she would be stomping on the brakes, switching lanes and flooring it, only to have to break again shortly after. She was expending a whole lot of energy, but not getting anywhere fast. See she wasn't reading the road. She had no idea what she was doing, and unknowingly making my drive much more eventful. Initially she had come flying up behind me, and I had moved out of her way. Traffic was slow, but I figured if she was in that much of a hurry, maybe riding the guys ass in front of me would make him move and she'd at least be one more car length ahead. So she flys up, breaking at the last moment on this guys ass, sits there for a couple of seconds, switches inot the far lane, cutting me off in the process, and speeds ahead a few car lengths before having to slam on her brakes again. She continued to do this. 25km later she is sitting in the lane beside me, not 50 miles ahead of me where I'm sure she wished she was. It was cute.See I love driving fast. I'm rarely in a hurry. I just love the rush. I love the feeling. I love flying around corners, scaring the shit out of myself going so fast sometimes. It's fun. I know there are limits, and I push them to some extent, but I also know my limitations. Sometimes traffic is not condusive to speeding. That's fine, I'll just chill and drive along wit everyone else. I don't understand people that don't drive fast. I don't know how they can relegate themselves to that position. I see a car in front of me and I want to catch up and pass it. Not for any particular reason other than to be in front of him. When I finally pass him there will inevitably be another, so I'll have to keep it up. A never ending circle. And when the road is empty, it's even more reason to fly. No one is around.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
All good
So I had my eyes lasered, and I'm not blind. Hallelujah! I was pretty nervous going in, but in the end, it all seems to have turned out alright. I still don't ahve full 20/20 vision yet, but they said it will fluctuate for the first week or so. I havea follow-up checkup on Friday, so we'll see what they have to say then. Things are still al little blurry now as my eyes heal, but I can see well enough to drive, and to fuction, and do pretty much everything I did before. The slight blurryness is a little annoying, but we'll see how things go. I also start my new job tomorrow. I'm a little nervous about that as well, but I've done it before, and I'm sure I'll do it again, so it's fine. The money is better, and there are more hours, so hopefully I'll be able to start making ends meet. I will have to buy a new toolbox, which is almost $500, but hopefully I have pretty much all the other tools I need to do the job, they get epensive real quick.I'm still feeling a little sick from the effects of the surgery. Minor headaches, really dry eyes, etc... but I'm hoping that will clear up soon. So yay!
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