Wednesday, January 27, 2010

sadness

When you miss someone, even good memories can be pretty painful.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

The terror that is Google research!

My leg hurts. Actually, my "biceps femoris short head" hurts. It all started when I began working at a restaurant as a server. Now, rather than going and getting it looked at by a professional I am going to do some hamstring stretches and massage it. So I have once again undermined the better judgment of a doctor by informing myself on the internet.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

dream tonight

I will dream tonight about something very specific. I started my new job today, at Sushi Rock. It as great. But one event, or one serious of events, left me exposed. At a nice restaurant there is a dedicated bar tender for the servers to place drink orders for the tables. It is great because he or she isn't fancy, just straight forward with the drinks. So... the service bar tender was very mean to me today... but that is were the story begins. It ends 6 hours later with him calling me rookie and me looking at him over my shoulder as my eyebrows crinkle and my mind screams "How long till he treats me like everyone else?"
Seeing as this job is the biggest thing that has happened to me in a month, and that his comments were the most memorable thing of the job so far; it only makes sense. Or I might dream about puppies or rainbows.



God, I'd fuck him so hard.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Balls to the wall

Seriously-- that expression is one of the most violent expressions I use regularly. For two reasons I use it; Firstly, it sounds nice as it has a certain rhyme to it. Secondly it makes reference to a guy getting plowed.
However whenever I use the expression I am always smile on the inside but have a look of disgust on my face as I only use the expression to show outrageous things. So, as I have a look of horror on my face a tinge of extra testosterone coarses through my veins with the thought of a guy in a sexual situation such as that.

Our bodies have a great effect on our minds. When we attach a thought to something like an expression, that positive reaction causes you to like that expression even more. Just like training a dog using bits of bacon (mmmmmm... bacon...) we train ourselves for self stimulation (get your mind out of the gutter).
Not a moral, but a thought: all those expressions people love to say might have a deeper, sexual meaning to them.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

A stranger

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: cyber
Stranger: i'ma guy
You: gay?
You: haha
You: fail
Stranger: hahaha
Stranger: fail
You: sorry dude
You: your still here?
Stranger: unfortunately
You: :(
You: why so gum?
You: *glum
Stranger: you're a guy
Stranger: i know, right?
You: but that doesn't mean that we can't have a good conversation
You: or should I call over Becca?
Stranger: not right now, any other time
Stranger: and yes
Stranger: call over becca
Stranger: i'm sure she's a guy too
You: no, I am actually alone. I figured I would throw you a bone
Stranger: nice try
Stranger: see ya dude
You: see ya


The Moral: We are all dealt a hand in this world. We can pretend we are something totally different to other people, but it is just a lie.

Monday, January 11, 2010

PC has lots o f buttons on the mouse! Has Mac got any buttons?

Mac is clean, simpler to use, great for work... PC is great for more than just work.

It's a bit like driving Automatic (Mac) vs Manual (PC) car.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Wasting time

My boss is trying to save time by swirling a liquid inside a can to reove the contents along the inside of the wall. He is on the second can, and there is a huge mess from him flinging lemon juice all over. It has been 25 mins and i would have spatula'ed all 7 cans in less than 90 seconds.
The moral: if you can't come out ahead, get out while not too far behind.

Saturday, January 09, 2010

whoa

vengeance belongs to God.
this from the same guy who says, "God's first words to man are 'Fear Not.'"

Friday, January 08, 2010

Response to an email from Jeannie M.

Doing your best when everybody tells you it isn't worth trying is a great thing. And when you are done, whether you succeed or fail, it is amazing how far you got. Because you went further than all those other people, ALL OF THEM DIDN'T MOVE AN INCH. Those who said it was pointless or impossible are left in the dust by you, the one who tried. And you have better character for it.
So if people don't support you in something, but you fool it is right or worth your time, do it. ESPECIALLY IN THIS CASE, it is a cold winter. People like you are rare and far between, most people have a selfish drive.
Let me share a story with you. A 15 year old boy once was assigned community service. Rather than picking up trash, he went to a care center for children with disabilities. He ended up befriending a little girl and they became great friends. His life was straightened out by this. But all along the way, people told him that he was a waste of time; imagine that, being told that you yourself are a waste of time. He got off the streets and stayed volunteering at the center. I am sure that he helped more than just that one girl.
Even if he had failed within his first day, at least he would have gotten an eye opener. He was better off from that first moment than all those bays picking up trash. He was helping himself and others.
Am I making sense here?
Moral: Do things that you think are important, even when people tell you not to bother.

Sunday, January 03, 2010

Post #666


This is my 666th post. Congrats to me.

Saturday, January 02, 2010


getfoodporn.blogspot.com

water from the tap

water from the kitchen sink tastes completely different than water from the bathroom sink. I don't know why, but it does. The water comes from the same source, and all the pipes are made of the same material. And it isn't like I use my kitchen sink more than my bathroom sink, in fact, I wash my hands more often than I was dishes.
There is no explanation for them to taste different.
Moral: when things should be the same they are often different. This applies to people, not just water. Sometimes people treat you differently than how they treat others for no explainable reason.

Friday, January 01, 2010

Your time vs Your money

Today I discuss something very important. Time and Money. What is your time worth to you? It is worth 3 dollars more for rush shipping on packages? Is it worth the speeding ticket to be 4 mins earlier?
On the other hand, can you wait that extra day to save 3 dollars? Can you call and say "I will be late" rather than risking a speeding ticket (notice I make no mention of a car accident)?
Every choice has the human desire as an element to weigh. If you want something, you will sacrifice something else. Prestige is often sacrificed for fellowship, fellowship compromised by prestige.
I have a new job, and for money I am sacrificing my ... self respect. I am not proud of this job, it isn't something I can see myself doing in a year. It is a marketing job that represents at&t to business clients. I basically go around and make sure their plans are the most current and try and save th-- shit. I did it again. I can barely even write it without making it sound like a good thing. I go to businesses, uninvited, and trick some poor guy or gal at the front desk into telling me the phone number and their name. Then I pull up the bill over the phone and try and reduce one expense then throw on another that they likely don't need. But usually I do end up shaving some expense off the bill (rarely more than 15-20%) and they often get an Internet connection that is twice as fast. And the price is guaranteed for 3 years but they are not bound by any contract. And if they sign up for two promotions they usually get a visa gift card. So I suppose it isn't toooo evil.
But the part of the job I am not proud of is what we say if they ask us why we didn't inform them that we are coming out by calling or making an appointment. To that I am supposed to respond, "We sent out a letter saying we would be in sometime this week." Then if they continue to ask questions, the lie just keeps growing.

But, for what I have given up... I am able to gain a lot more money than what I would be making at Denise's. And, it makes me sad that I have to do it.
But it is only until I find a better job.