after class

Uncategorized — A. @ 9:47 pm

Class today was actually very edifying, I didn’t know the War of 1812 was so important to forging American nationalism. Very cool. OMG! The “problems” I thought I was having with my computer was a simple thing. I kept hearing these STRANGE sounds when I’d turn it on, and it turns out that one of the fans in my LED hard disk cooler is going out. Isn’t that lame? I’ve only had it for like a few months, and I don’t even leave my computer on all the time. Wtf? The weird sound I was hearing was this one fan that would speed up then slow down and almost stop then speed up. Lame lame lame. I spent a good $12 on that darn thing. Evil. I want to post via voice recognition, but I also want to IM Tawna…evil lack of RAM. I am torn between my video card and another 512MB stick of ram. But I need that video card. I think I know what happened that time a while ago when my computer didn’t boot and I had to run XP setup to fix the OS. I had it run the thing where it tells you what file it is going to load, and it was going and going and going until it got to the video driver and right then it stopped. So I think that getting that card will increase my productivity and decrease my downtime. So there.

I love how I can convince myself into buying sexy technology…it’s not really hard. Oh…I said hard…I think I need a moment alone with Navarre (my computer). I named my computer a long time ago but didn’t feel it necessary to call it anything but my “new computer,” but now that it’s not so new, it is now Navarre.

My wrists are hurting from simultaneously blogging and IMing, I should go. Not much really happened today. Did I say how I did a graphic of the parade route? I don’t remember. But yea, I did that. Tawna’s having a BBQ this weekend, it sounds fun. Must spare my wrists from the pain! I’m going to write an in-depth post about my VERY ambivalent feelings about the milieu later tonight.

boredom and bullshit

Uncategorized — A. @ 6:18 pm

> Joan Jett - Victim of Circumstance
> Daft Punk - One More Time
> Dandy Warhols - The Dope

I stayed at work until about 4:30 p.m. working on this parade route map thing. Mike was all “Thanks for working on this, I knew you had somewhere you had to be.” and I was all “No, I just didn’t want to go over my 19 hours.” He’s such a hypocrite, telling me not to go over my hours, yet having me do that map. Lame. There was this HUGE accident south of town today, this semi truck had plowed into this little car that pulled out in front of it. Matt M. said that he was struggling not to puke. I wanted to watch the carnage, it wasn’t fair. Today is the day that Tawna ran out of money. I wish I could piss away thousands of dollars of other people’s money with impunity. Perhaps in another life. Maybe I’ll be an Enron executive when I grow up. That would be cool.

She just left with Samantha and Steve to go to some church function. She says she’s just going because Autumn is leaving. There are a few permutations to this: A)We all really do like Autumn B) We all mean all the things we say behind her back. Perhaps it’s a combination of both, but I don’t know how that’s possible. I have class in like twenty minutes…depressing. I think that Tawna is lying about the whole going because of Autumn thing, she just can’t tell Samantha and Steve that she doesn’t believe in their religion. Yet again, I’m going to censor this post and only publish it after a few weeks. Maybe I should just post it and get this all over with. I really thought that Samantha and Steve and I would bond on our trip, but instead I just was reminded of all the things I dislike about them. It was just one long groping high school date intersparsed with baby talk and insults to those not present. Sickening/depressing. I tried to republish my entire blog today at work too, and the farthest I got was 5%. I’m glad I have all my old posts saved on backups, because I have a feeling that they will stay on Blogger’s servers forever more. It’s six fucking thirty two…I have to go to class in a little bit.

Tawna and I were talking about a road trip, mostly at my suggestion. We went to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival website, but it’s all over. Lame. I want to go on a long road trip or a long camping trip, preferably the latter, but I don’t think Tawna would be able to keep up. One can’t exactly hike for miles in sandals. A road trip to San Francisco would be really cool, but I dread driving around there.

It was very strange, I had a Taggart flashback at work. I don’t know why. A bunch of my neurons misfired or something. Strange. Oh, speaking of strange, I had another weird dream tonight:

I was in this store, maybe K-Mart or something, in Sacramento. I went around and got some stuff and then I saw this large format camera! I was so surprised because they’re rare (unless you’re in a photography store), and it was only like $3, so I went to check out and I was very angry at the checkout guy for not giving me this $50 bill back, and as I was yelling how I was going to talk to his manager I was putting this pile of my socks that was on the table in my pockets, and when I was putting some of the last socks in my pocket I found the fifty and reluctantly apologized.

I was kind of weirded out when I woke up, but also disappointed that I hadn’t gotten to keep the large format camera (those are the kind where the negatives are like four inches high and they’re like big bulky versions of normal cameras). You can get UBER resolution out of them.

I really hope I don’t have to deal with any more sanctimonious imbeciles tonight. I’ll go straight home after my class.

absolutely pointless

Uncategorized — A. @ 1:15 pm

Mike is having a disagreement with Matt as to the meaning of this one story. I’m curious. Matt seems to be wrong, but I think that it’s just because it’s always best to side with the boss. I have a feeling that today is going to be an insanely crappy day. My desk was just covered with papers that came in this morning, and right when I walked in the phone was ringing, a sign of a hectic day to come. I tried to republish my whole blog this morning, but it just made Internet Explorer act all weird and it stopped at 2% and wouldn’t go any farther…I think I’ll try it here after I publish this post. God, when I woke up I could have sworn I heard something outside my window. It was the horses, and I was kind of disappointed. It would have been so refreshing to hit him in the head with a baseball bat. I’m sure it wouldn’t kill him…I mean, he’s gone this long without a brain. LOL. Well, I should get back to work. I have to get out of here ASAP before something bad happens.

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