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Tuesday August 24, 2004 |
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i accidently broke my self ban today. cold turkey doesn't work.
the stress got to me. the client for the project i hate emailed me some new issues. That set off
the chain reaction.
i was already halfway through the process of destroying my left pinky's fingernail, before I caught myself.
owned
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Monday August 23, 2004 |
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Hey, how's it going?
The olympics are great. I don't know why, but I really enjoy watching them, no matter what the event. It's entertaining watching "sports" that I wouldn't watch at any other time ever.
I believe it all has to do with one person. Bob Costas. Mr. Costas is argubably the coolest sports announcer ever. He really shined when he had to do the opening ceremony with Katie Couric. Couric seemed so completely out of it, and everytime she said any fact it sounded like it was read right off a piece of paper.
Not so with Costas. He has this manner of speaking that completely envelops you in to the story. He speaks like he knows what he's talking about. Like he's recalling a fact from his memory banks and not off of a piece of paper.
Costas rules.
I'd also like to point out that the lady who is doing track and field needs to be shot. I don't know who the heck she is, or where she came from, but she doesn't belong there. I don't remember her first name, but her last name was Lewis, which leads me to believe she is Carl Lewis' fat younger sister.
And if she isn't Carl Lewis' sister, there is no explanation for her being there.
I just looked it up, and she is Carl Lewis' sister, but at the sametime was some kind of track star herself and is a broadcaster. wow. That picture doesn't do justice to how she looks like now.
I just looked up Bob Costas, and it says he "attended Syracuse University." Isn't attended a nicer way of saying "dropped out of?" Bob Costas rules. He is now #2 to Bill Gates in the great Drop Out List.
And regarding basketball. eh. Not really as big a deal as everyone else makes it out to be.so we've lost a couple games. It's not like usa needs the gold medal to complete the triforce and save zelda
Something else will go here when I remember what I was going to write. I remember now. Only took me 6 hours. I am on Day 3 of my Self Imposed Ban against destroying my fingernails/toenails. It is harder than it sounds, since it's what I've been doing for years as stress relief/nervous habit. I'm probably the only person earth who dismantles his toe/finger nails the way I do. For the last few months, I've been really destroying them, so this ban will hopefully allow my nails to become normal again before I inevitably go on a rampage and destroy them again. sad sad.
You have a good night. Bye.
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Tuesday July 27, 2004 |
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THis could've been a totally uneventful wonderful month where all the clients woudl leave me alone and not pull stupid shit. but noooo. today, the project I hate the most, hits me with the gayest thing ever.
Also could you add the ******** coding to the attached DB. There were changes I made that needed to be included. I forgot to send you my copy. Sorry.
WHAT THE FUCK.
backstory : I finished this project somewhere around the end of May. Actually, I was under the impression that it was finished. I completely let it idle and slowly deleted any knowledge of it from my brain thinking it was over, and that I could code the good stuff.
Then a month later, I'm asked to check up on them, since we've had 0 contact from them for the last month. I send an email, he sends me one back saying that he's been making changes to the db. Whatever. I could care less.
The Next day, he has a list of "Errors", which really are just small things like "default should be X not Y". I make the changes, send it back, ready to quit once more.
a week later, another email with a request. Add in Feature XXXX. I talk to my boss about it and he says, yes it was on the contract. I say wtf, it's a month later and now it's requested? I do it anyway. Takes about a week since I have 3billion other things to do instead
I send him the finished one last week. Now he replies back today with that. wtf. You expect me to believe that bullshit? The real scenario is that you had this fucking planned all along. you wanted to work on the damn thing this week as well, and then when I'm done, you pull some gay "sorry" shit, and now you want me to implement your changes in to my db and fix them too! fuck you!
of course, this all ends with me doing the dirty work and adding his changes. Why? Why will I suffer when I know I'm right, and I have other stuff to do? Because I have a Fuckin meeting with this guy on thursday for a new fucking project! that is probably going to be in fucking Access again! fuckers!
fuck this. I'm gonna work at cosco and become a hot dog vendor! PEACE OUT 4 THE SUMMER
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Monday June 21, 2004 |
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yeah whatever.
the same person who wrote that email below, sent a new one today.
It was a request to remove all the files from the database that I spent a whole day importing for her a month ago.
Yay!!!!!!!
I love wasting time!
You're still going to get charged for this BS!
irritated. peace out.
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Thursday June 17th, 2004 |
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The Pistons won!
When it was down to the final 8 teams, there were only a few teams I really felt the Kings could beat. The Lakers, The Nets and The Heat. I thought the Pacers would be the east champs and potentially world champs.
As much as I hate the lakers, I really thought that it would be better for the Kings if they won the series. Why? Because of the perfect trade scenario. The Kings trade Webber to his home town detroit for a sign and traded SHEEEEEEEDDDDD. That would be awesome.
Now on to the real life. One of my clients is an organization of a lot of people. Being that there are a lot of people, There are many I haven't met and many who have web stuff they want done. One part of the site is some wacked out database thing run by some lady. I can't describe it but let's just say that the other organization hosting it is proably milking them for money. And I guess that should answer your question as to the technical portion of this paragraph.
I didn't mind her correspondance before, but her last email... her last email really irritated me.
Slowly but surely, you seem to be knocking out the problems. Thank you, I appreciate it very much.
WTF WTF WTF. wait. do you not see the problem here. The first 3 words are an insult! you bastard. SLOWLY???? SLOWLY???????? If I fix your problem within an hour I am SLOW? WTF?
I think I read way too into everything. I over analyze every single god damn word. And then I spend 45 minutes rewording and rewording reply emails to make sure I do not accidently slip in a "Slowly but surely YOU ARE PISSING ME OFF."
APPRECIATE THIS BIATCH!!!!! 8===================)
hey, i believe that was the first penis in this web site's history. owned.
SHe followed that statement with a couple "problems" that I had no control over. look at the god damn url string. if you input http://http://jskdljfsdf.com it ain't gonna work! Go talk to that other place that is hosting your dumb app!
Summa time, and the living ain't easy. Peace out for June. Only 4 more months until survivor 9!
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Sunday May 16, 2004 |
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All is not well.
Amber winning survivor is just weird.
And I'm not happy.
There are 2 clients whose projects I work on. On friday, both clients emailed me a huge list of bugs/things they want on their project. One client said thanks at the bottom of the email. THe other said "please have a working version of the program by next friday."
Now it doesn't take a genius to figure this one out. The 2nd client makes me want to hurt him. Of course, he's bigger than me and has a tattoo, so nothing will ever happen.
Maybe it does take a genius actually. The 2nd client's tone of voice in the email (I am magic and don't need emoticons) was that "this version is broken, make it work." I deliberatley mentioned in the email I sent him that PART B, is incomplete and needs work. ANd then in the bug list, they pretty must list off the parts of PART B that don't work. HEY DUDE. PART B, THE PART THAT LOOKS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT AND UNPROFESSIONAL, IS ACTUALLY NOT SUPPOSED TO WORK. BUT THANKS ANYWAY.
eh. So maybe I'm taking this too personally. Maybe he was just trying to be professional and be DA MAN since he was cc:ing the emails to the rest of his staff. Or maybe...
Or Maybe he's pissed that I'm working on his project. Maybe that doesn't come off right when you read it, so let me be more descriptive. This was his project. He programmed it. And it was asstastic. So they came to us, and I'm showing him up. I think he was ok with it, until we actually met and probably thought I was some 16 year old high school student. Internally, that probably set off a world of pain. And now he's taking it up with me by pointing out the little things that are wrong with it. whatever.
I can't wait until this damn project is over. badababa i'm hatin it.
peace out for may.
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Tuesday April 27th, 2004 |
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So whatever jokes I may have thought of last month are absolutely gone from the memory banks, and being that I am ass tired right now, I have 0 jokes to throw in to this post. So let me start it off by talking about this new job I got.
I was fired this morning.
APRIL FOOLS
26 days of waiting for the right time was well worth it.
So anyways, job is good, I am tired, and tommorrow is going to be hot as hell. Flash class is cool. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but somehow I get the projects done.
I've got a new keyboard. The Microsoft Natural Multimedia Keyboard. I got it cheap.
Pros : ergo hands are cool.
Cons : The F keys being defaultly turned off. I got a hack to change that behavior, but that is pretty dumb.
Whatever dude. I am tired.
Peace out. April is over.
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Thursday March 25, 2004 |
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Let's begin this potentially long update with a quick music review.
N.E.R.D - Fly or Die -- HOT. This is a damn good album. Maybe it's because I Haven't really listened to anything since The White Stripes - Elephant, but this album is sweet. It's less rockrap than the previous NERD album, and is much more of a softer r&b flavor. Breakout :: PUSH PEOPLE.
Anyway, this story starts long ago. Aprox 3 weeks ago (according to my email) I saw a job posting at craigslist for an entry level part time web programming job. The job asked for web languages that I wasn't killer with. jsp, haven't coded since college. .net, no. asp, a little in college, a little at old job. But I went for it anyway.
I wrote the longest cover letter that I'd ever written before. You know how those cover letter guides say 3 paragraphs, keep it short? I wrote 5.
I got a call back about 4 days later on a Thursday. On my voice mail at about 10:30. Last time this happenned from a company, I called back at 12:30. 12:30AM. that night. past midnight. why? because I am psychotic. I wasn't going to do that again. Not this time. So I studied their website. Went through it bit by bit. Figuring out what they need. And how I could impress them over the phone.
It's 12:30. But this time it's 12:30PM. Noon. I call back ready to impress them. And instead of being grilled, I'm asked to come in for an interview. An interview that same day. oh shi, I said. oh shi. My gut reaction, no, not today, tommorrow is ok though. Tommorrow in the middle of the day. Bam. Interview set. phone hungup. 0 technical questions. 0 personal questions. I am releieved, but stressed.
Friday morning. Today is not a normal day. Today is interview day. And how does a day like this become a success? I ripped a Cologne sample out of a magazine (mens Journal I think) and rubbed it on myself. hahah. THAT MY FRIENDS IS THE SECRET TO MY SUCCESS.
I go to work and I'm fearing one thing. an Actual assignment. I'm counting down the time wondering when is my boss going to show up with something for me to do. 11am. nothing. 11:30 nothing. 12:00 nothing. 12:30 nothing. oh shi. peace out, time to go.
Amazingly, the company where I have my interview is only a couple blocks away from my job. I left early because I feared that the train will come by and I'll be stuck on the wrong side of the tracks. I got there early. Really early. 15 minutes early. I step in, and the guy I'm supposed to interview with is not there. At lunch. Makes sense. I'm told to go walk around a bit and come back.
I go walking and then it happens. ALLERGIES. my nose leaks like there's no tommorrow.
I go back at 1 exactly. Still not back. I'm told come back at 1:15. he'll be back then for sure. I walk out
and pass by the guy I'm waiting for, but I don't say anything (I didn't know who it was) and just go blow my nose some more.
This is significant because it happenned to me 4 years ago when I got my job at blahblahblah. I walked right by my soon to be boss right before my interview. owned.
I do the interview, and I'm not really too positive. It's alright.
oh crap. I just bored myself to death. I give up writing here. damn geez. I praise any of you who read that. i will finish this horrible story some other day. hopefully it won't be as bad as that right there.
I seriously had some comedy planned for this post. But all the comedy I thought of is all Latter in the story. seriously, I'm not kidding. I have jokes. Jokes that I will forget when I finish this story. owned.
peace out bitches. until next time
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Friday March 18th, 2004 |
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it's on!
my right hand is cramped, so i'm typing this out with only my left hand. pretty slick eh? more like lame am i rite
what could possibly be so important that i try posting with 1 hand and risk ruining my only good hand?
I got a new job!
see that bold font? it means i'm excited.
ok forget it. this is too hard. i shall quit typing this entry. next time i'll write the story
out like grout.
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Wednesday March 10th, 2004 |
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you know it.
My Seinfeld weaving story of the daymonth
Last week, I turned in my homework for my flash class by giving my CD that I use for my animation class to him. I burnt my homework on there, and expected to get it back the next week. [1]
Yesterday I missed the bus in the morning. Actually, the bus missed me. It came early and completely screwed me over in to standing there for a half hour waiting for the next one.[2]
Later that day, I had my animation class. CDs will be returned next week.
On wednesdays I have my animation class. And every week you turn something in. Today the final run of our BowlingBall and BouncyBall animations are due. But wait, my CD is with my flash teacher![ see 1 ] So instead, I uploaded my homework Tuesday night, packaged as a rar, on to my 1and1 account. This saves me time uploading a a 800K rar file instead of a 5 meg file. I plan on unrarring and reuploading it when I get to work[3]
So today I left early. [see 2] And the bus came at it's normal time giving me a good 8 minutes of waiting in the morning. Thanks.
I get to work and THE FUCKING INTERNET IS DEAD. oh yes. Hey wait, how the hell do you expect to unrar your homework now?[see 3] I sat there cotemplating my scenario. Go to school, and see if a macintosh can do rar files? 3% possibility. Maybe they'll fix the internet before I leave? 13%. Call somebody to do it for me? 90%.
What did I choose? WAIT IT OUT. rather than waste somebody else's time (my brother probably), I waited and it was fixed, so I got it uploaded fine. sweet.
I get to school, go to the fucking mac lab. The only way I know how to connect to a ftp server on those damn macs is to use the FINDER->COnnect to server and then type in ftp://sdfjsldjfsf.[4] I do that, see my folder, download my homework, and turn it in. alls good.
Today we learn lightwave. Unfortunately lightwave crashes like crazy on apple G5s (HAHAHAHA)[5] and my teacher gets pissed. He tells us to take a 10 minute break.
So I go back to the mac lab because he told us that has a project for us to do on his server to do in lightwave. I am thinking, ok, connect to the LAN only server, copy the folder, and then upload it to my ftp account. That way, I don't have to stay after class and miss the bus, or come back tommorrow and make an extra damn trip. So I connect to the server [see 4] the only way I know how, and try and drag over the project.
ACCESS DENIED. CAN'T DO THIS. I AM A MACHINTOSH AND AM RETARDED
wtf wtf wtf. so I keep reconnecting and trying and no good. I figure it's the computer. I'm thinking of asking the lab attendant, but she is helping an old lady.[6] whatever dude. I leave the files on the computer.[7] back to class time
The teacher brings in an iMAC[8] to replace the retarded g5[ see 5 ]. And shows us the project. whatever. I'm a little irritated now. I couldn't copy the files, but I'm blaming the computer. Maybe a different one will work correctly.
Class is over. I should be heading out to the bus right now, but I need to get the damn files on to my server. I try to connect again [see 4]. I try to drag test files. Nope. No good.
WHERE IS MY FUCKING FTP CLIENT YOU PIECE OF SHIT MACINOTSH. And then I get a brilliant idea. Dreamweaver! that can ftp like a mother! So I start up dreamweaver, throw in the site details and get ready to drag and drop my way to victory.
OH WAITS. that imac he brang in [see 8]? THAT WAS THE SERVER. Meaning the files are offline now! SWEET.
OH WAITS. Didn't you leave the files on a computer? [see 7] YES. OH WAITS. A FUCKING OLD LADY[ see 6] IS USING THAT PARTICULAR COMPUTER NOW. WTF WTF WTF. WH DID YOU MOVE YOU FUCKING WHORE.
Now i'm thinking, ok wait it out. the lady will leave, you can get your computer back. you can upload your files. you can catch your bus. you can win. waiting worked earlier.
OH WAITS. THE BUS. SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT. [see 2]. Now that I missed the bus on tuesday, I am paranoid I am going to miss it again. FUCK BEANS. I leave.
and I wait a good 25 minutes for the bus. OH YES.
story over.
I should tally the number of times I somehow screw myself over in day. I bet it averages to around 6million.
The moral of the story is that Macintoshes suck and the Bus makes me go crazy. I shall be car powered someday! someday!
VOTE WABUT 2004!! FOR MORE INFORMATION ABOUT THE UPCOMING ELECTION VISIT MY WEBSITE : WABUT AT YAHOO,COM. OR YOU CAN EMAIL ME AT WWW.GEOCITIES.COM/WABUT/. SEAGRAVE OUT!
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Friday February 20th, 2004 |
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Check it out. the post below says 2003! what a noob!
I don't know if I can come up with a story for this month. I was thinking Keyboard story, or BastardInClass story, but I don't know if I can pull either off.
So instead, this is the sort-of post for february.
I don't think my predicition was correct. RobM will not win Survivor All-stars. After watching 4 episodes, I don't think he will win anymore. It goes against everything mark burnett has ever stood for. The winner never gets this much screen time.
So who is the winner this time?
who gets enough screen time, but is never the focal point of an episode? Big Tom
oh and, I still think Troy will win Apprentice. Even though he gets tons of screen time. Because I am crazy like that and go against what i just said about burnett
Thank you, come again.
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Wednesday January 28, 2003 |
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Quickie
Nick cannon, my arch enemy, has a hit song "Gigolo" which is further proof that he stole all my talent. Not only that, but at the beginning of "Gigolo" I swear he says "owned. owned. owned"
He's talking directly to me.
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Wednesday January 21, 2004 |
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I'd just like to mention now that my pick for the winner of Survivor All Stars (before reading any spoilers) is Rob M from Season 4. He just seems like the right guy to win. not too much brovado, not a previous winner, not huge in the spotlight, but big enough to tear apart his enemies and align correctly.
plus his name is rob.
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Thursday January 15, 2004 |
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6 years! 6 years of this crap!
And still nobody took my up on my 5th year anniversary contest. what is wrong with you people.
I can't believe I've done this BS for 6 years now. The more I think about it, the more I'm trying to think of how this is going to come to a close.
1) I get a job that actually requires me to work. This is my favorite option. I can only imagine what it's like. Working all day. No time to think of shitty content.
2) Geocities explodes. I wonder if yahoo makes any money off of hosting this crap.
3) I start a new site. Yeah right.
4) The World explodes. Greater risk of this than #3.
5) I die. Greater risk of this than #3.
6) I become the greatest SurvivorBigBrotherMoleAmazingRacerBachelor ever and smokinggun links my real name to wabut and millions of underage fans flock to this website and send me emails with capslock on causing me to abandon the screen name wabut forever. Greater risk of this than #3.
I was thinking Carpal Tunnel might stop me, but I'd probably get a Speech thing and talk to this website. How sad would I look saying this post out loud. Now imagine me with no hands doing that. Yeah bitch, now you'd feel sorry for me and give me monies.
I think the greatest part about this whole website thing, is that I'm still using the same computer. Sure, I've done a lot of updates from work/school computers, but the primary box is still 233 MHZ.
In the last 6 years, here's how it's changed.
Pentium 2 233 MHZ -> Pentium 2 233 MHZ + SoftFSB OC Utility = 320MHZ MAX
64MB RAM -> 288MB RAM. 1 original stick of 32 remains.
4gigHD(master) -> 3gigHD(master) + 4gigHD + 6gigHD + disconnected 6 gig failed HD
??XCDROM -> ??X4x2CDRW + disconnected 48XCDROM/helicoptor
4meg Matrox Millenium(?) -> 8Meg Voodoo 2 -> 16Meg Voodoo 3 3500
Windows 95 osr2 -> Windows XP
Quake 2 -> Gunbound
SNES emulation -> GBA emulation
56K US ROBotics modem -> Still the same (upgraded to v.90 if that counts).
Soundblaster AWE64 -> Still the same.
NEC 15IN -> Still the same.
And if you're still wondering, It kicks your ass up and down the sidewalk.
I've also got to sign up for classes in a couple days. I don't know what the fuck to do. Every single programming class is something I already know. I've been thinking of taking them and owning, but that's just a waste of time.
There's a class for Web Dev where you screw around with perl/sql, but one of the things you have to do in the class is bring in 4 pictures of yourself from life. HELLO FUCKTARD, GO BACK TO TEACHING ELEMENTARY SCHOOL. Really, can't I do this shit without having to get pictures from my past so other's can look at them and say "hey, you haven't gained a pound since you were 10! OLO!" I'm only taking that class if somebody gives me a License to Punch fuckers in the face.
So I think I'm going to take a pair of classes in subjects where I can fail with ease. Macromedia Flash (how many times have I failed at this already?) and Intro to 3d Animation (which will probably be more on the "LETS LEARN BS HISTORY" and not "LETS ANIMATE"). Yay for me.
The last 3 paragraphs were written at a different time than the others. Can you tell? haha. Feel the hate.
Still here? Let's end this with an email from work.
Hi Everyone:
We've had complaints lately about how the "street people" have been bothering some of our employees in the area around our building.
Please take precaution when you encounter these type of people. While most of them are harmless, it is advised that you refrain from engaging in conversation or providing them with money or cigarettes which would only encourage them to continue to hang around the building.
Thanks for your cooperation.
"street people." Now that is gold.
VOTE WABUT IN 2004. I'LL PUT A HOR IN EVERY BED AND A BULLET IN EVERY TERRORIST. PEACEWAR OUT.
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Tuesday December 23, 2003 |
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what is up my bretheren.
if you're looking for some good readin, this is not the place to be. I don't think I'll be able to rewrite my analysis of tv any better than I did 2 weeks ago. So instead, you get the version that I said was too shitty. Copy and pasted in it's entirety. you lose!
[*BEGIN OLD UPDATE *]
This may or may not be very long. My wrists aren't working today.
So yesterday, as predicted, I screwed up my hands on final yesterday.
How? By saying that I would actually stay after class to do it. YES.
The teacher asks us if we're willing to stay a little later to do our final. My group, thinking he means we'll run long by a couple minutes, says sure.
Class ends at 7. We start our final at 7. OH YIPPE. what happenned to run long a couple minutes?
I rip through config'ing my router. Teammate #2 finishes his. Teammate #4, also finishes. Teammate #5 didn't show. haha. But that was expected as he dropped the class long ago. So screw him. haha.
But what about Teammate #3? Teammate #3 knew what he was doing. Teammate #3 is a good student. Unfortunately, Teammate #3's computer decides that it doesn't want to cooperate. We spend about 20 minutes kicking the living shit out of it until we give up and just use a different one to finish that part of the final. time keeps on ticking. Booting up the pentiums takes about 10 minutes. Booting up the router, another 10. I love technology.
By now it's already 8. Class ends at 7. And we just hit the midpoint of our final.
The 2nd part of our final is troubleshooting. Teacher takes 10 minutes to reconfig our routers so that they don't work anymore, and then we are supposed to fix it. Seeing as how now all our computers are working this time, fixing the BS takes about 8 minutes. No ammount of crap he could've done could've stopped me from bitch slapping the routers back together.
Then we have to wait for him to come grade our final. yes, wait. more waiting. 8:30 already. So I leave, stranding Teammate #3 and #4 to talk with the teacher. I really am the #1 ally eh?
So why am I so irritated that I got home at 8:45? BECAUSE THERE WAS A NEW EPISODE OF ED ON AT 8. AHHHHHHHHH
You know ed right? THe show that I'm going to rank right now in my TVrankings 2003!!!!!!!! (Isn't it great how I took my 2 stories and found a way to link them together? no? badly done? F U.)
10) scrubs - BAD REVIEW INCOMING. Scrubs is funny. But I don't really watch it. I've been on/off on it since the first season. I've missed about 50% of the shows this year, but the ones I've watched are great.
9) george lopez - This show is hilarious. And the jailbait daughter is great too.
8) gilmore girls - ah wtf. This show is ass this year. I think this has something to do with the main characters and the high divorce rate in america. At first, you're intrigued by their mindless mumbling and offcolor remarks. But then you take it in for 2 - 3 years and you wonder at what point did it go from funny to fucking annoying. You can only take so much. Add to that the lack of anything going on and you've got yourself a downer.
7) bernie mac - Funny as hell. Jordan is the star of the show. The kid who plays Jordan will probably go through horrible horrible teenage years and will be hopped up on coke in his 20s trying to forget these years.
6) fear factor - YEA FOR STUPID PEOPLE
5) alias -
4) joe millionaire 2 - YEA FOR STUPID PEOPLE 2
3) survivor-
2) smallville-
1) Ed-
Honorable Mentions : Malcom in the Middle, Everwood, Las Vegas
[*END OLD UPDATE*]
Ah that sucked didn't it? Here's something better to read an essay by some kid.
Notice how I didn't even bother writing reviews for most of the shows? I rule like that. I'll try again anyway.
5) Alias - Whatever dude.
3) Survivor - Dude!
2) Smallville - No way dude!
1) Ed - Easily the best show this season. The writing has been awesome. The documentary episode? awesome. that other episode? awesome. and that other one? dude!
Maybe I will try again later this year. Nah. Probably not. screw you all.
Let me recap some events over the last 2 weeks. It really has been great.
1) screwed up a phone interview for a java job. I haven't done java for 3-4 months, and I've never understood the lingo people use when describing programming. I just understand programming and it's concepts, but not the words. still, that's no excuse for me saying that a String is a primitive type. That was just moronic.
2) I started drawing a comic. located here. I don't know what I was thinking. I got bored and drew that first strip with all the characters and the bad ending. I didn't plan on drawing more. Then I got an idea for a story/posting about something that happenned to me at work. I was going to just write it out, but I realized this was the perfect opportunity to base a comic out of. It's great. The story of somebody who gets screwed all the time!
It's amazing how everyday I get screwed in a new way, giving me a new idea for the comic! I actually have had the whole comic planned out on sticky notes. There's a story line that will probably go in to 3 or 4 more comics before I grow tired and give up like everything else.
I have no idea why I make the comics so damn wide either. I should just make them all 3 panels. That way I can win on Quantity, because I sure as hell am not going to win on quality.
DAY-O.
ME SAY DAY-O
11:45 AND ME WANNA GO HOME
peace out to my captured comrade sadamn! See ya at guantamelo bay bro! LATESZSZ
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Thursday December 11, 2003 |
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ABORT ABORT ABORT. I started writing today's updates about yesterday, and 75% through it I realized that I just can't do it anymore. My writing is horrible. My Tv reviews are all ass. So I'm going to cut the shit and save this for another day.
be back when the pain subsides
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Wednesday December 10, 2003 |
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Tommorrow I plan on updating this web site with :
- Tv Ratings 2003.
- a story about how I screwed up the hands on final that Im going to take in about 5 hours.
See you then.
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Tuesday November 4, 2003 |
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LET THERE BE LIGHT
ah. the greatness that is basketball season and new tv shows. The sadness that is the 60 degree weather. If only we could come up with some sort of deal
And there's nothing like fantasy basketball. I can spend countless hours looking at stats and choosing players to make the ultimate bastard team. 100% winning percentage owns joo all. Granted it's only 2 games, but I have high hopes for my team to get 2nd place this year.
Not only do I now think hoops.sports.ws has a freaking awesome fantasy league, the other free games that come with the league are pretty fun as well. The stock market game is alright, and will get better once I start playing with it. I haven't really spent my cash yet, but I can anticipate kicking ass at it eventually. Their other game, Pick 5 is just sweet. Just completetly totally awesome. The best game ever. And it has nothing to do with the following picture.
really. nothing to do with it at all. That's probably going to be my highest rank all season. It's all down hill from here
tv rocks. Another update, another time. But quickly, Ed and smallville are ownerzing.
Let's get on with the real story eh?
About a month or so ago, somebody from shacknews told me I should try spicing up my resume by replacing "student Programmer" with something more bad ass. I had them listed as Web Developer long ago, but I feared that was like lying. Even though my jobs consisted of that of a Web Developer, I wasn't hired under that title. Seeing as how the Student Programmer resume didn't work at all, I did the replacement and listed my job titles as Web Developer again.
Sure enough, my resume explodes in the Looked at category at hotjobs.com, but it doesn't turn up anybody actually emailing/calling me. Except for the terrorists. I got about 4 or 5 emails/calls from them. But they are all gay as hell headhunters and just want a chunk of the referring fee if I get hired. They don't even care who the hell I am, I'm just a name on a resume that could possibly make them $10k. Fuck em, they haven't got me jack.
But that's not why I'm here to complain. Using my new school resume, I got a response from a company looking for a "Entry Level" programmer. I thought I was In. That was my job. I had it all. The experience with java/sql. The skills. The education.
The lady who replied told me she'd call me, so I anxiously awaited.
On a tuesday morning I get the call. I've got my resume in hand, some key things I want to point out about myself written out, and anticipation seeping out of all my pores. I make her laugh right off the start. My ego inflates to dramatic proportions; I can't concentrate on the task at hand, because all I'm thinking is "bitch is mine. job is mine. see ya later shitty work. see ya later shitty school."
She tells me right off the top, "This is a nontechnical interview. We just want to see if you can talk or walk." I don't look at my resume once. Not my papers either. I end up going freestyle.
And this is where it blows up in my face.
She asks why I want to leave my current "Web Developer" position for a new job. Why do I want to switch. And I end up saying that it's a student position and I'm willing to jump ship at any time.
"Student Position? oh. That wasn't clear on your resume."
The ball drops. The jumper at 0.1 seconds is all air. The field goal is short and wide. I can't get it up.
It ends eventually. I tried to recoil from shooting myself in the foot, but I guess I failed. I never got a technical interview with them. 2 or 3 days after my interview, the job listing was reposted at a job site. walk or talk my ass.
If anybody asks now, my jobs at that time was a "Web Developer at a student salary." or just Yes I was a web developer. I hopefully can prove my worth through tech interviews, and by the time they call for references, they will be fucking impressed by my all around walking and talking ability.
fucktards.
Worth the wait? probably not. Fire Emblem is out. Why don't you fuckheads go play that instead. Nooch.
PEACEEE OUTTTT. LET'S ROLLLLLL.
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Sunday October 25, 2003 |
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Save the story until november? go at it now? SNEAK PREVIEW
Quit fucking with me you damn bitches! HIRE ME! Or don't waste my time!
BEST PREVIEW EVER. be back in a week or two.
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Wednesday October 8th, 2003 |
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HOlyz molzee, it's me again.
For a long time, I didn't know anybody else born today. But a couple months ago I found out Chevy Chase shares my birthday. That was cool. It's perfect. Me and Chevy Chase. Too unfunny men who everybody wishes would go away.
But thanks to yahoo, I now know that not only am I not the coolest person ever born on this day, I am also NOT the coolest person who turns 23 today. Yeah, really. Can you believe it? There is actually a cooler person that has the exact same birthday as me. It really sounds impossible doesn't it. But it's sadly true. I'd like to introduce you all to my new arch nemesis, please meet Nick Cannon.
"i have my own cd. jealous?"
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
"I am pointing and laughing at YOU"
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I will kill you someday Nick Cannon, and I will be the coolest person with this birthday! YESSSSSSSS
"AHHH. I AM RUNNING AND HIDING FROM YOU.
Victory!
It doesn't end there. I share the day with Kristinna Loken, who is the whore in t3. And Matt Damon, a whore for Ben Affleck.
And then a bunch of Who? people : Darrell Hammond from snl, C.J. Ramone from The Ramones, Robert "Kool" Bell from Kool & the Gang, Sigourney Weaver (who I was going to call a whore, but then I realized I was thinking about susan sarandon and not the aliens whore. hey, I called her a whore anyway!), R.L. Stine the guy who used to rip off kids before yugioh and harrypotter came along, and Paul Hogan, a cool australian.
Oh wait, there's one more bastard out there with my birthday! JESSE JACKSON.
i don't care if I had multiple extramartial affairs, the fact that arnold touched a ladies breast is outrageous, proposterous, and horribleopolous! I want him out of office now! damn minorities can't use a simple punch card machine. I don't care that it was a landslide vote!
damnit jesse. Get a hold of yourself.
I've also have a quiz today I haven't studied for because I was too busy BS'ing my labs last night! hahah. owned!
PEACE. I'M OUT LIKE DAVIS. LET'S BOUNCE.
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