I am not even sure that anyone ever reads what I say on here. After all, its really just a place for me to vent. I have written about misunderstandings in the past between myself and female coworkers. It has gotten so out of hand, that I am not even doing anything at all, just being cordial and friendly in my interactions with them and several of these two-faced ladies apparently complaining behind my back, whilst showing smiles to my face. It’s gotten to sucha ridiculous level, that my boss’s boss and his boss are both seeing them as singling me out and ganging up on em for no reason. To hear it from them, I am a nice guy with a few odd personaliy quirks, but I am compeltely harmless. I would tend to agree with this assessment. I had avoided all of these ladies for several months, but when I was moved to our second office building, the seating section for my group was right next to theirs. I took this as an opportunity to mostly keep to myself and when I interacted with them to be progessional and cordial to show them that I am not a creep. They must have some horrible image of me in their minds that I just can’t seem to shake and its very disappointing. Its sad that I have to move to a different desk on the other side of a building because these two-faced women have decided they hate me for no good reason. Since when did being nice get mitaken so often for flirting or acting imappropriate. I don’t understand this at all. If I was an ass to them I would get in trouble, I am nice to them and they still try to get me in trouble. Is there really no hope for peaceful coexistance. Its a wonder I don’t jsut write off humanity as a whole and become a hermit.

“We are only falsehood, duplicity, contradiction; we both conceal and disguise ourselves from ourselves”
- Blaise Pascal

Thursday was a very busy day for me. After I left work at 3pm, I went to 24 hour fitness and purchased a membership. I then went to a mechanic near my apartment and got my oil changed. After that, I spoke with my apartment management about the possibility of moving into a 1 bedroom by myself. I have had a roommate long enough. its time to be on my own for a bit. After this, I picked up my truck and paid for the oil change, then went grocery shopping.

Friday, after work, I went to the gym with my friend Russell. We worked abs and arms as well as doing a bit of cardio. I felt like I was going to pass out more than once during this period, but I didn’t quit until I literally couldn’t move. I rested for a few minutes then we went to Smoohtie King where I had a strawberry/banana gladiator with antioxidants. It was very tasty and had protein in it to help repair the damage the workout did to my muscles.

Today, I am too sore to do any lifting, so I will spend some time on the treadmill doing some cardio before I head to Micah’s house for game.

I am pretty sore, but its a good feeling. It feels like the first step to getting back in shape. I want to be where I was 10 years ago. I don’t like feeling like an old man.

I suppose this is enough ranting for now, so I will leave you with an image of the tshirt I am wearing today.

“He who lives in harmony with himself, lives in harmony with the universe.” -Marcus Aurelius

So there’s the story. We have a “pending” department where I work. Somtimes when there is no supervision downstairs they sit up here with us techie types. I had spent some time talking with one of these female employees and found ehr to be outgoing and intelligent. In the interest of building a rapport with a fellow employee that I found interesting (plurely platonic), I shared a link to an article that I had found on slashdot. I thought there might be common ground. I personally did not see any way this could be deemed offensive. It seems she went and complained to her Sup who took it to my boss’s boss. I got written up for it and told that if it happens again I will be let go.

Where is the courage in these people? If you have a beef with me, take it up with me so we can hash it out. I want to find a happy middle ground with my coworkers. I Don’t want to have to avoid them because something innocent could somehow be taken as offensive or inappropriate. It saddens me and angers me that no one is willing to fight their own battles anymore. Don’t be a wimp. Express yourself. There is no need to jeopardize me job because you are too easily offended.

So, I don’t really like alcohol. I like the idea of it, in moderation, but I don’t like the smell or taste of it. I know a lot of beer drinkers. They all look at me like I am crazy when I tell them that it smells and tastes spoiled to me. I also don’t like carbonation. I am not being picky, I just don’t like it. There have been a few bartenders who were able to mix a drink well for me where the smell and taste of the alcohol were both cleverly disguised, but this is not something I really care to actively pursue. It is much easier to simply remain sober.

This brings me to the actual topic of this post. My family gets all butthurt when I don’t show up for every gathering for every inane holiday that I don’t care about, assuming that I don’t like being with them. This is simply not true (for most of them). I am a very independent person; I just do not feel the need, nor the attachment (to much of anyone), to constantly hang out with them. Its not a negative, its a lack of (some would say) a positive. The bigger part of it is that They all drink. This is not just casual drinking, but excess. Allow me to illustrate below in the form of a popular meme.

This is the whole reason why I try to avoid these gatherings. I don’t like drunk people. Its just not fun to be around. I would be far more likely to accept these invitations if everyone was not already “3 sheets to the wind” by the time I got there. Its disgusting, disgraceful and just not fun to be around. I know that if some people read this they will be hurt, but I am fine with that. Its the truth. If someone cannot handle this then they need to stop inviting me.

There, that was enough ranting for now. Feel free to comment, should the urge take you.

“Wine hath drowned more men than the sea.”
–THOMAS FULLER

I’ve never before questioned my motivation for helping someone, but recent events have caused me to do so. I recommended an acquaintance for a job simply because I would do so for anyone that I knew. This is a new feeling for me. I confess that I find the thought distressing.

I saw on facebook that someone I knew was looking for a job. This is a person whom I had not seen (only spoken to online recently) in about 10 years. I told her that My place of employment was hiring and put in a recommendation for her once she had the online app filled out. Having then felt satisfied for helping someone who deserved it, I went about my day. This was last weekend.

Last night, I had a most surprising dream about this person. I was extremely surprised. I had never before thought of her in that way. Had a subconscious desire to be with this person colored my motivation for helping her get a job? Or is this a new desire created by my own loneliness and need to connect with someone of the opposite sex? I am unsure, but I would certainly be interested in the opinions of those who know me. What say you?

“Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat.”
-Danish Proverb

Well I can’t say life has been treating me badly, but I wish it were a bit better. No progress with either of the two ladies I have found myself interested in. Work is ok (not great).

I did get my head bitten off for the crime of offering assistance to my roomie. He got all bent out of shape for no reason whatsoever. he recently got into a car accident that fucked the right side headlight and turn signal on his Explorer so I found dirt cheap replacements on ebay and tried to show him. he got all pissed off and yelled at me. W.T.F? I wasn’t teasing him or patronizing him. Apparently, he has some kind of bullshit childish complex about people offering to help him. I think this is the last straw. I am not renewing my lease with him again. In fact, if I find I can afford to transfer to a 1 bedroom, I will give him 30 days to find some place else to live and go it alone again. I can’t deal with all the bullshit drama. I swear its like I am fucking married or some shit.

Ranting aside, Today, I am buying an hp touchpad 16GB with wifi to replace my nook color. Once I get my friend John to put Android on it, I will sell my nook color. I will probably ask 150 for it, which I believe is a good deal, since I paid 260 for it and it is in very very good shape. Wish me luck.

I got to watch the first episode of the new Beavis and Butthead. It was not near as funny as I remember it to be. Perhaps my sense of humor has matured since I was a teenager. That would be a surprise. I give it a 6.5/10. The Skrillex video was pretty awesome though. (see below)

Enough ranting for now.

“A neurotic is a man who builds a castle in the air. A psychotic is the man who lives in it. A psychiatrist is the man who collects the rent.”
–Jerome Lawrence

I have been reading a couple novels that I have found very entertaining, The first of which is below:

The concept of theBoloIs not one that David Weber came up with, but he does a superb job of writing about them. This is the only novel series/universe that has intelligent, sentient tanks as characters. I find the concept novel (pun intended) and highly entertaining. The image above is the first one he wrote, including 4-5 stories in the Bolo History. The second novel:

is a continuation of one of the better stories in the first novel. If you like sci-fi military thriller, this is for you. it paints a very dark, bleak picture of humanity’s future, one I can very much see as possible. I wont go into much detail, but suffice it to say that there are many darker aspects of human nature that are showcased in gritty detail. Weber is a visionary and is certainly deserving of his status as a best-selling author. I highly recommend both of these novels. In the first one, there is a story about very real love between a haggard war veteran and the Bolo he commands. As strange a concept as this may seem, it is written in such a way as to make it believable. Indeed, I even found myself rooting for the two of them. Very good stuff. Sorry for the lack of content in this little review, I did not wish to include too many spoilers. Read them and tell me what you think.

Does anyone else feel like they have more than one Monday to their work week? It often feels this way to me. The first 2-3 days seem to drag on and on. By around 2 or so I am usually pretty antsy. By 3, when its time to go, I feel like this:

As if I am ready to throw off the yoke of oppression and embrace the freedom of going home. Now, this is not to say that my job is oppressive (its not), but I am just happy to be able to go home.

Sadly, today is the season finale of Burn Notice and Suits, so that means there will be exactly jack shit to watch, as far as tv shows are concerned, for weeks or even months. The rest of what is on now blows goats, especially reality TV. This is the worst drivel that could be allowed on TV. Reality TV is populated by trolls and uncultured philistines who should not be allowed to breed, let alone further reinforce the world’s bad opinion about our country. Look at Jersey Shore. Those are not people. They are troglodytes that somehow escaped the underworld and allow their debase, hedonistic stupidity to be broadcast for the world to see. As far as I am concerned, Hurricane Irene was mother nature trying to cancel that show. Too bad she failed.

I suppose that’s enough ranting for now. Back to work with me.

“Its too bad stupidity isn’t painful” – Anton LaVey

I have been incredibly bored lately. Tuesdays and Wednesdays have been completely devoid of any tv shows worth watching (at least until NCIS is back later this year), so I get home and don’t have any tv shows to watch online. Yesterday, I watched a couple DVD’s I borrowed from my roomie: Constantine and The A-Team. Both awesome, but for different reasons. Last night, I watched Burn Notice streaming from live TV (that can’t be legal lol) and today @ lunch at work, I will likely be watching Suits. I like this show a lot. The characters are well written and well acted, the story is engaging and its not too “hipster” (I really would not watch it if it was).

On a side note, I am looking forward to the MTG (Magic: The Gathering) booster draft this weekend on Saturday. My friend Micah and I usually go every week. Most weeks I get pretty well trounced. Last week, I beat my first two opponents soundly, but the third one just walked all over me. It was a bit disheartening. I hope I am able to draft something effective this week as well.

I suppose I’ve gone on long enough. If I even still have readers, I hope I didn’t bore you too much.

“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts.”
- William Shakespeare

Thus far, no one has bothered me and its been a rather slow morning here at work. I had a couple of donuts for breakfast (with milk) and have been sitting here chatting people up via an internal messenger. What we’ve been talking about (mostly) is an upcoming game, Star Wars: The Old Republic.

From what I have seen and read thus far, this game is very promising. Just writing this, I have music from Star Wars going through my head. Last night I watched a video on G4 TV’s site, a 47 minute panel from Comic Con where they talk about all sorts of info revealed about the new game. I’d recommend checking it out.

Just the fact that they have over 900 voice actors for the English version alone impresses me. I have always hated scrolling through text and loved the story of a good game. Bioware has always been a leader at delivering this type of content. I’ve loved this company ever since Baldur’s Gate. Their mastery of Story Progression and ability to really draw you in and make you actually care about what happens is second to none.

Well, I suppose that’s enough fanboy gushing for now. Stay Tune for more.