Since I'm working for West Publishing (Thomson-Reuters technically, but West is a big part of them), we've been going through products. So many books. Anyway, I've come to the realization, and this is utterly self-indulgent, but if I were to ever win the lotto, I'd have this set of books in my perosnal library. It takes up a little over 55 feet (55!!) of shelf space!
Am I a lawyer? No. Do I want to be one? Not really. Do I want their huge core of legal texts for no other reason then to fill up a ginormis amount of shelf? Yes. Yes I most certainly do. And if I had scads of money, I'd be happy to drop six grand on them.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
"Sex Drive"
So, I had the chance to pick up some extra hours today (well, technically Saturday) doing security at a movie screening (in other words, making sure no one is using a camcorder).
For Sex Drive.
Oh dears gods. I was payed, PAYED, to be there, and I still feel like I wasted my time. It was horrid. Except for Seth Green as the sarcastic and mechanically skilled Amish, and that's more becuase Seth Green can act then anything the script did. Wow though, that movie was painful. And this sneak preview only bosted about, oh, 7 people. Two of whom left about 30 minutes in. I wish I could have left then too. I told them as much. They laughed, and expressed their sympathies. Sure, there was a decent amount of boob in the movie. And, ya know, twelve years ago that might have helped carry thing a bit more. Back, ya know, when I couldn't just go and by porn.
I was left with the question though. Was there a time I would have found that funny? I'm pretty sure the answer is no. Yeah, just no. Now, i'm not saying friends couldn't have dragged me to it in High School, but not my first choice.
For Sex Drive.
Oh dears gods. I was payed, PAYED, to be there, and I still feel like I wasted my time. It was horrid. Except for Seth Green as the sarcastic and mechanically skilled Amish, and that's more becuase Seth Green can act then anything the script did. Wow though, that movie was painful. And this sneak preview only bosted about, oh, 7 people. Two of whom left about 30 minutes in. I wish I could have left then too. I told them as much. They laughed, and expressed their sympathies. Sure, there was a decent amount of boob in the movie. And, ya know, twelve years ago that might have helped carry thing a bit more. Back, ya know, when I couldn't just go and by porn.
I was left with the question though. Was there a time I would have found that funny? I'm pretty sure the answer is no. Yeah, just no. Now, i'm not saying friends couldn't have dragged me to it in High School, but not my first choice.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Employeed at last....
Kelly Services finally found something for me. Some more customer service oriented stuff for Thomson-Reuters. It's a long-term contract, so I'm bus till February at least, and if I'm lucky, I'll land a full time spot there. I don't want to go through this BS again anytime soon. So, now all I have to do is juggle things for another two weeks, and things should begin to work out again. Finally. Sure, all my credit cards are in repayment plans and the people with my student loans are not happy with me, but fuck 'em. I kept a roof over my head, and only needs to borrow a few hundred from family to keep myself afloat over about three months of being more-or-less out of work. Thank Discord that's over...
Sunday, September 28, 2008
The Lone Ranger Rides Again!
So, I ran across a tidbit on Wikipedia that seems to imply that there's going to be a Lone Ranger Movie comming out in 2010! How fucking cool is that?? I guess Johnny Depp is slated to play Tonto! IMDB has nothing on it yet, but I'm going to ride the fanboy glee for a bit on this one!
A fiery horse with the speed of light
A cloud of dust
And a hearty "Hi-yo, Silver, away!"
The Lone Ranger Rides Again!!
A fiery horse with the speed of light
A cloud of dust
And a hearty "Hi-yo, Silver, away!"
The Lone Ranger Rides Again!!
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Weeks keep slipping by me
So, this week has been a bit more down than up. I'm hoping for better next week though.
I had two job interviews this week. Both of which I feel went well. I'm really hoping I get the job I interviewed for on Monday I really want. Not just in that "wow, a full time job, that'd be awesome" kinda way, but in a "wow, I think I'd really like that job" kinda way. The interview on Thursday is for a temp position, but they're big on the temp to hire thing. Which would also be okay. Solid work would be nice at this point.
I had some hours this week. Worked on Tuesday, Wednesday, and half of Thursday at EcoLab in their production facility. It was okay. Had to spring for a pair of steel toes though. That sucked. Only reason I had the money for it was that I sold a big chunk of my D&D mini's (about 750 or so figures. Kept maybe a 100 or so to use for gaming, and two warbands in case a game ever comes up). I even sold my Drizzit. The only collectable item that's come through my hands that's actually been worth anything. Oh well, I never liked Drizzit anyway, and he kinda sucked in the game. Fuck it, it was just shit taking up space, I just wish I'd have had the time to sell it on Ebay, and not to Cliff's, where I only saw a third of what I could have got. However, I really did need the money right then and there.
Anyway, EcoLab, they kinda played me temp to fire. I was supposed to get work through Friday. However, it just so happens on the day I need to take half off (since I was guaranted that time off for job interviews when I took the post), I was informed that they wouldn't need me on Friday. Huh. Fuck 'em I guess. Didn't get much more then a shit-ton of paper cuts from that place anyway.
Also on the temp front, I was informed that Thomson-Reuters called Kelly Services to tell them how great of an employee I am. I guess I did three weeks worth of work in three days, then more, and had a great attitude the whole time. Aparently they almost never call in with feedback, good or bad, so this compliment is all but unpresidented. Go me! (And yet, I can't seem to find a job... go figure, huh?)
In other news, Cosmics (the coffee house that has employed my roommate for the past 6 years), closed on Monday. I guess they were having money troubles. However, they reopend on Thursday. No one is sure how long that will last mind you, but there it is.
Not a whole lot else to report though. Waiting for next week, when hopefully something will happen. Hopefully.
I had two job interviews this week. Both of which I feel went well. I'm really hoping I get the job I interviewed for on Monday I really want. Not just in that "wow, a full time job, that'd be awesome" kinda way, but in a "wow, I think I'd really like that job" kinda way. The interview on Thursday is for a temp position, but they're big on the temp to hire thing. Which would also be okay. Solid work would be nice at this point.
I had some hours this week. Worked on Tuesday, Wednesday, and half of Thursday at EcoLab in their production facility. It was okay. Had to spring for a pair of steel toes though. That sucked. Only reason I had the money for it was that I sold a big chunk of my D&D mini's (about 750 or so figures. Kept maybe a 100 or so to use for gaming, and two warbands in case a game ever comes up). I even sold my Drizzit. The only collectable item that's come through my hands that's actually been worth anything. Oh well, I never liked Drizzit anyway, and he kinda sucked in the game. Fuck it, it was just shit taking up space, I just wish I'd have had the time to sell it on Ebay, and not to Cliff's, where I only saw a third of what I could have got. However, I really did need the money right then and there.
Anyway, EcoLab, they kinda played me temp to fire. I was supposed to get work through Friday. However, it just so happens on the day I need to take half off (since I was guaranted that time off for job interviews when I took the post), I was informed that they wouldn't need me on Friday. Huh. Fuck 'em I guess. Didn't get much more then a shit-ton of paper cuts from that place anyway.
Also on the temp front, I was informed that Thomson-Reuters called Kelly Services to tell them how great of an employee I am. I guess I did three weeks worth of work in three days, then more, and had a great attitude the whole time. Aparently they almost never call in with feedback, good or bad, so this compliment is all but unpresidented. Go me! (And yet, I can't seem to find a job... go figure, huh?)
In other news, Cosmics (the coffee house that has employed my roommate for the past 6 years), closed on Monday. I guess they were having money troubles. However, they reopend on Thursday. No one is sure how long that will last mind you, but there it is.
Not a whole lot else to report though. Waiting for next week, when hopefully something will happen. Hopefully.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Temp to fire...
I did it again. I worked my way right out of a day and a half of pay. That's right, I worked so hard, and was so damn fast with it, that I finished ahead of schedule, and lost about a day and a half of pay. How 'bout them apples.
Temp to fire.
So, now, here I am, coming up on another week without a job. Luckily, I have an interview on Monday for a real job. Office work, but as long as they pay a decent amount, I don't care. And maybe if that doesn't work out, a life of crime? Or politics. I don't know which would make me feel more disgusted with myself. Anyway, wish me luck on the job interview. This one is even lagit, no crappy door to door sales work or trying to break into the insurance market again. Just normal, steady work. Work I won't be dumb enough to gamble away this time. God I hope I get this one...
Temp to fire.
So, now, here I am, coming up on another week without a job. Luckily, I have an interview on Monday for a real job. Office work, but as long as they pay a decent amount, I don't care. And maybe if that doesn't work out, a life of crime? Or politics. I don't know which would make me feel more disgusted with myself. Anyway, wish me luck on the job interview. This one is even lagit, no crappy door to door sales work or trying to break into the insurance market again. Just normal, steady work. Work I won't be dumb enough to gamble away this time. God I hope I get this one...
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Fucking Creationists
One of the articles on the CNN homepage that I read as I got to work was about a HS biology teacher and his battle to teach evolution in the face of creationists. Story. How can these people still allow themselves to be mired in that level of ignorance? How can you be insulted by the ideas of biological evolution? How insanely small minded can you be!!! Gah!! Then there's this shit. Ten Questions to Ask Your Biology Teacher About Evolution. Wow. I mean, wow. I can answear most of them in laymens terms, and I simply want to curb stomp the ass who wrote the book for his abuses of scienctific reasoning. I did find a pretty through responce to it here though.
Wow. Just, well, wow.
Wow. Just, well, wow.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Work of a Sort at Least
Work of a sort at least
The lead though Kelly services didn't pan out, so they're on the hunt for me again, and I'm putting in a full week at the weekend job. As well as an extra four hours tonight. Midnight to Noon. I'll survive it and all, it's just sucky long is all. Ah well. It could be worse. This way I'm going to clock about 20 hours of OT for the next paycheck too...:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Plans as they are is to set up with another temp service and look into some headhunters too. Might get lucky. I'll send out another slew of resume's too, not that it's done me much good. Maybe the law of averages will decided to work in my favor. Don't laugh. I see you laughing over there. Bastard. Meh.
In other news, Coyote Dread gave me a set of Baoding Balls. I'm practicing with my left hand. They're cool. The chimes in them are pleasant. I've wanted a set for a long time, and when Coyote heard that, gifted me the set he had just bought. Mad props to the Coyote. Thanks man, I really dig them. I'm even starting to do okay with the left hand.
This evening was nice though. Hung out at the Cybernetic Juggernaut's place. Watched a movie, had some good eats, hung out with friends, played some Katamari Demaci. Good times, good times.
Anyway, if you're looking for me this week, from Midnight till half past Eight in the AM, this is where I'll be... It's a good chance to wok on my fanfickery, catch up on my reading, and other such efforts (ah, who am I kidding, I'm going to spend most of it watching movies). So, ah, not all bad?
The lead though Kelly services didn't pan out, so they're on the hunt for me again, and I'm putting in a full week at the weekend job. As well as an extra four hours tonight. Midnight to Noon. I'll survive it and all, it's just sucky long is all. Ah well. It could be worse. This way I'm going to clock about 20 hours of OT for the next paycheck too...:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Plans as they are is to set up with another temp service and look into some headhunters too. Might get lucky. I'll send out another slew of resume's too, not that it's done me much good. Maybe the law of averages will decided to work in my favor. Don't laugh. I see you laughing over there. Bastard. Meh.
In other news, Coyote Dread gave me a set of Baoding Balls. I'm practicing with my left hand. They're cool. The chimes in them are pleasant. I've wanted a set for a long time, and when Coyote heard that, gifted me the set he had just bought. Mad props to the Coyote. Thanks man, I really dig them. I'm even starting to do okay with the left hand.
This evening was nice though. Hung out at the Cybernetic Juggernaut's place. Watched a movie, had some good eats, hung out with friends, played some Katamari Demaci. Good times, good times.
Anyway, if you're looking for me this week, from Midnight till half past Eight in the AM, this is where I'll be... It's a good chance to wok on my fanfickery, catch up on my reading, and other such efforts (ah, who am I kidding, I'm going to spend most of it watching movies). So, ah, not all bad?
Monday, August 11, 2008
Frikafrak
So, it turns out one of the interviews was for a insurance sales company (I've walked away from better companies, and I walked away from that one too), and a door-to-door sales job. So, yeah, not a whole lot of luck with those.
On the plus side, a little bit of activity out of Kelly again. Hopefully something will come of it sooner than later.
Wish I could afford a bottle to hang out with for the evening. Oh well, probably for the best that I can't.
On the plus side, a little bit of activity out of Kelly again. Hopefully something will come of it sooner than later.
Wish I could afford a bottle to hang out with for the evening. Oh well, probably for the best that I can't.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Fingers Crossed
So I have two job interviews on Monday. I've sent out my resume to something like 25 (maybe 30, I lost track really) business on Thursday and Friday. Let's see how this shit goes.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
This is just getting fucking insane...
Okay, so I'm starting my third week without a job, and I'm god fucking damn getting sick of it. I've been sending out applications for all three weeks, I've had one interview through Kelly for another temp position that if nothing else will hopefully start up next week. I've had one other interview with Prudential Financial, but I don't really want to try my hand at the selling insurance/financial planning thing again. I'm going a little bonkers here. The lack of job is just incredibly frustrating. I'm beginning to wonder what sort of alternative work I could do (read knuckle-dragging), but I don't think I'm quite there yet.
I get it. Okay. Risks are bad. My luck doesn't hold to that sort of shit. Fine. I get it. No more rolling the dice with life. NYLIC was a bad plan. Fine. I know that now. I've learned my lesson, honest to god I've learned my lesson. Now, please, whoever can call of the mother fucking imp who's in charging of making my life difficult, please, just have him let some sort of steady work through. I'd really, really appreciate it. And I promise, I've learned my lesson already. I'm ready to sell out, let that chance slip through.
I get it. Okay. Risks are bad. My luck doesn't hold to that sort of shit. Fine. I get it. No more rolling the dice with life. NYLIC was a bad plan. Fine. I know that now. I've learned my lesson, honest to god I've learned my lesson. Now, please, whoever can call of the mother fucking imp who's in charging of making my life difficult, please, just have him let some sort of steady work through. I'd really, really appreciate it. And I promise, I've learned my lesson already. I'm ready to sell out, let that chance slip through.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Yeah, yeah I think this about sums it up...
Excerpts from a Dog's Diary......
8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary. ..
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash
or some sort of dry nuggets Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear,
I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet.
I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates
what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about
what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bas tards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight.
I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.
However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due
to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors
by weaving around his feet as he was walking.
I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems
to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly.
I am certain that he reports my every move.
My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.
For now...
8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary. ..
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash
or some sort of dry nuggets Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear,
I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet.
I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates
what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about
what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bas tards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight.
I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.
However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due
to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors
by weaving around his feet as he was walking.
I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems
to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly.
I am certain that he reports my every move.
My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.
For now...
Super Green
CONvergance is Imminent once more!! That, my friends, that is SUPER GREEN!! Four whole days of geeky fun. That's right, not three like years previous, this year for CON's 10th anniversary, we're looking at four days (well, technically five days because of the Michael Sheard Memorial panel on Monday at 12:01 am. Hats off to you Michael, hats off!!!). Friends have begun to converge in anticipation of next weekend. My time is blocked off. Things are looking pretty damn on track. However, I still have one big decision to make. Vodka or rum for my booze of choice? Last year it was vodka based drinks, and that did pretty well by me. This year I could just rock out the Sailor Cokes all weekend, but that kinda limits my mix options. However, a nice vodka will mix with all sorts of things, including orange juice for breakfast time (hair of the dog and all that...). It's a quandary.
Unlike last year, I won't be part of a group hosting a party. While certainly fun, and something I'll do again, it ate so much of my CON last year, so I'm kinda glad I'm not doing it this year. Oh, and the expense. Shit was that pricey. Worth it, as it was really, REALLY, fun to do, but not something I want to devote my entire CON to again anytime soon. Maybe when the rest of the crew is a bit more organized and won't try to do door duty while drunk/stoned, I'll seriously consider it again. That, and a bit more cash from all those involved. It sucked being one of the people putting up cash and donating a better part of the weekend to room supervising over the weekend too.
But, that's all for another year. This year is about the four day long party, with awesome guests, room parties I'm NOT hosting, tons of free booze, movies when ever I want to watch them, pretty girls in costumes of all sorts, and a just a generally SUPER GREEN time! That's right, not just green, or crystal green, forest green, or any other sort of green I'd want, but super green! Hell, the, fuck, yes...
Unlike last year, I won't be part of a group hosting a party. While certainly fun, and something I'll do again, it ate so much of my CON last year, so I'm kinda glad I'm not doing it this year. Oh, and the expense. Shit was that pricey. Worth it, as it was really, REALLY, fun to do, but not something I want to devote my entire CON to again anytime soon. Maybe when the rest of the crew is a bit more organized and won't try to do door duty while drunk/stoned, I'll seriously consider it again. That, and a bit more cash from all those involved. It sucked being one of the people putting up cash and donating a better part of the weekend to room supervising over the weekend too.
But, that's all for another year. This year is about the four day long party, with awesome guests, room parties I'm NOT hosting, tons of free booze, movies when ever I want to watch them, pretty girls in costumes of all sorts, and a just a generally SUPER GREEN time! That's right, not just green, or crystal green, forest green, or any other sort of green I'd want, but super green! Hell, the, fuck, yes...
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Catching Up
So, in the few weeks since I've last posted, I've again changed temp jobs. Since Ohio pulled it's funding from the quite smoking plan that I was working for, Kelly Services had to find me something new. So, now I'm working at MTF (an organ bank) doing paper work for incomming donations (what they call the coolers full of human remains. neat huh?), assembling charts, scanning charts, filling paper work, etc. Not a bad gig. I'm hoping I can rustle up something that pays better next time around of course. And that I don't need to sufer another week of not having a job in between. That's ugg. So far so good though.
I'm totally not organ legging. Totally.
Anyway...
I hung out at the Miller's today. While I short changed myself on about 4 hours of sleep, which is going to make this shift fraking long, I spent a good chunck of time hanging out with friends I havn't been able to hang out with in awhile. I can sleep today. Which, alas, means I'm going to have to bow out of the Saint's game that Tony wants the group to go to. I'd love to go, I really would, the Saint's seem like a fun game to go to. However, I just really need the sleep more. I have game more game tomorrow night, and then another game on Monday night to run. How did I get to the point where I'm gaming 6 days a week???? (Monday: SW mini's/Pick-Up D&D, Wednesday: Rotating RPG, Thursday: Mage LARP, Friday: Pedro's SWSaga Ed game, Saturday: Source Summer game, Sunday: Exalted) I mean, even for me, this is looking like a bit too much. Huh.
I'm totally not organ legging. Totally.
Anyway...
I hung out at the Miller's today. While I short changed myself on about 4 hours of sleep, which is going to make this shift fraking long, I spent a good chunck of time hanging out with friends I havn't been able to hang out with in awhile. I can sleep today. Which, alas, means I'm going to have to bow out of the Saint's game that Tony wants the group to go to. I'd love to go, I really would, the Saint's seem like a fun game to go to. However, I just really need the sleep more. I have game more game tomorrow night, and then another game on Monday night to run. How did I get to the point where I'm gaming 6 days a week???? (Monday: SW mini's/Pick-Up D&D, Wednesday: Rotating RPG, Thursday: Mage LARP, Friday: Pedro's SWSaga Ed game, Saturday: Source Summer game, Sunday: Exalted) I mean, even for me, this is looking like a bit too much. Huh.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
My Reunion
My 10 year high school reunion was last night. I had a decent time. Chit chatted with many a random former classmate. Offended a few when I spoke about how much I wanted St. Agnes (our alma mater) to close down. I was told that was horrible. I said I knew, and it was great! Saw Eman there, and he was doing well. No JP or Jim though, and they were the folks I really wanted to get caught up with. Nor was Craig, Chris, or a few other random folks there. However, it turned out that almost everyone there remembered my name. I on the other hand, remembered like 4. Huh. Well, if I decide to go to the 20 year, I'll make sure to review the yearbook first. lol.
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