I don't normally consider myself a "hateful" person. Apparently I am, which I can understand as an objective observer. It actually led to a humorous exchange between Tavish and I, with him finding new and exciting ways to tell me I'm filled with hate.
I'm not filled with hate, so much as contempt for stupidity. I'm actually very nice and pleasant until I'm confronted with stupidity.
Which means I'm normally very pleasant until I either get on facebook or go to work. Facebook isn't really bad, in and of itself, unless I see a status update from one of 5 people, two of whom I'm related to. And that just makes me more hateful. Like saying "I didn't know there was a difference between turkey and ham"... Really. They taste different. They come from different animals. They LOOK different. And most importantly... THEY HAVE DIFFERENT NAMES. /facepalm. And this isn't just a family member, this is a sibling. Wtf.
My friends used to wonder why I don't like going to family get together things on my dad's side of the family. And then they saw things my little sister put on facebook. That's not the main reason, of course, but it was more than enough for them to switch from "Whatever" to "Oh man... I understand now"
WoW also makes me hateful, but I rarely play now, and come next week may just forget all about it because Starcraft 2 is finally hitting shelves. Instead I've been taking the time to finish off different console games.
I had a big presentation at work on Monday, where I was basically told great job, now scrap it and do this instead. Then a meeting yesterday with our Associate Engagement Committee (of which I guess I'm a part), and a roundtable discussion today with our COO, a bunch of execs, and like 8 people who work on the floor. It was almost pointless for us to attend, because none of the discussion involved my department at all. But eh.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Bleep bloop bleep
So I've been on a kick recently of actually beating my games. This is unusual, as since I've started having the income to buy games as I want them, I rarely take the time to beat any... I'll play a game until I get a new one, and then it just kind of falls by the wayside. BUT! I sat down and beat Resistance, Resistance 2, Assassin's Creed 2, Prototype, and Dead Space recently. And I'm at the end of 3D Dot Game Heroes... Yeahhhh.
So I'm on day 9 in a row at work. Something like 28 hours of overtime. Then next week, looking at one or two more places with Tav, Verge, and Levi, and if we don't like either of those, just getting on the waiting list for The Cove. Cheaper rent, better maintenance staff, more friendly people in general... AND I won't have a landlord that tries to screw me over, and lets serious problems with the property go unfixed.
Speaking of. So my front step has never been situated right. At first it shifted side to side, now it's just sunk. This ended up allowing alot of moisture to get into the foundation, made clear by mildew and mold in the basement directly under the front step. It wasn't until an insurance guy came out for an unrelated water damage issue (in the roof and walls, due to ice damming) that it was "fixed". Note the quotations.
Proper fix = Make sure the foundation is weather sealed, level the ground around, replace the step, ensure it is properly situated with the house and is steady.
The Lewis Fix = Have maintenace guy and friends shatter the old step at 8am when your tennants were both at work til 1am the night before. Use sledgehammers, etc, be loud about it. Do not check foundation, thats a waste of money. Do not fill in the void left by step, thats a waste of money. Build a new, wooden step that clashes horribly with not only the house, but the remaining concrete steps. Use this step to conceal the remains of the old step, the sunken dirt showing the foundation, and the boards where rotting is starting to occur below the door. Make sure the step is almost flush with the door, so that people feel really tall when they stand on it.
And then, say you need to bring an appraiser by to look at the house so you can file an insurance claim... Disregard that for the claim you say you're filing, a home appraiser is unnecessary. Do everything you can to conceal from your tenants that you're trying to sell the property. Also, realized recently that the "huge discount" I was getting on rent is really only like 25 bucks a month. Yeah... 25 off 825 isn't that great of a deal for a place that is falling apart at the seams because you don't want to pay for basic, necessary work, that's your responsibility to cover.
So, current plan, Tavish and I want to get moved out by September. Neither of us has signed a lease for this place since I moved in, and that was only for 12 months, so we're not exactly legally bound to be there. And, even if they tried to say we were, besides busting out that it's false documentation, I could point out the health and safety risks that come from the poor care of the property, unrelated to any damage we may have caused.
I'm looking forward to moving back into an apartment, with an office, and a maintenance STAFF instead of just one guy for 50+ properties.
www.cooperlakes.com is the place we're probably going to end up at
So I'm on day 9 in a row at work. Something like 28 hours of overtime. Then next week, looking at one or two more places with Tav, Verge, and Levi, and if we don't like either of those, just getting on the waiting list for The Cove. Cheaper rent, better maintenance staff, more friendly people in general... AND I won't have a landlord that tries to screw me over, and lets serious problems with the property go unfixed.
Speaking of. So my front step has never been situated right. At first it shifted side to side, now it's just sunk. This ended up allowing alot of moisture to get into the foundation, made clear by mildew and mold in the basement directly under the front step. It wasn't until an insurance guy came out for an unrelated water damage issue (in the roof and walls, due to ice damming) that it was "fixed". Note the quotations.
Proper fix = Make sure the foundation is weather sealed, level the ground around, replace the step, ensure it is properly situated with the house and is steady.
The Lewis Fix = Have maintenace guy and friends shatter the old step at 8am when your tennants were both at work til 1am the night before. Use sledgehammers, etc, be loud about it. Do not check foundation, thats a waste of money. Do not fill in the void left by step, thats a waste of money. Build a new, wooden step that clashes horribly with not only the house, but the remaining concrete steps. Use this step to conceal the remains of the old step, the sunken dirt showing the foundation, and the boards where rotting is starting to occur below the door. Make sure the step is almost flush with the door, so that people feel really tall when they stand on it.
And then, say you need to bring an appraiser by to look at the house so you can file an insurance claim... Disregard that for the claim you say you're filing, a home appraiser is unnecessary. Do everything you can to conceal from your tenants that you're trying to sell the property. Also, realized recently that the "huge discount" I was getting on rent is really only like 25 bucks a month. Yeah... 25 off 825 isn't that great of a deal for a place that is falling apart at the seams because you don't want to pay for basic, necessary work, that's your responsibility to cover.
So, current plan, Tavish and I want to get moved out by September. Neither of us has signed a lease for this place since I moved in, and that was only for 12 months, so we're not exactly legally bound to be there. And, even if they tried to say we were, besides busting out that it's false documentation, I could point out the health and safety risks that come from the poor care of the property, unrelated to any damage we may have caused.
I'm looking forward to moving back into an apartment, with an office, and a maintenance STAFF instead of just one guy for 50+ properties.
www.cooperlakes.com is the place we're probably going to end up at
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Umm
I think a supervisor at one of our call centers is trying to facebook stalk me? And it's one of the ones I've NEVER MET. Creepy.
Just three more days of work until I have 8 days off!
Just three more days of work until I have 8 days off!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Recently...
Ramona doesn't want to date anyone til she leaves for med school, so yeah. Good for her, though.
Red velvet cake is delicious.
Darksiders was an amazing game, reminded me very much of Zelda, and the ending was very fitting. Now on to [Prototype] and White Knight Chronicles.
My car has no weight, and as such I can slide over 50% of the way to work.
Red is a good band.
3 of my potential out-of-country jobs haven't panned out, tho I have an interview with the last.
Outpost is the best, creepiest zombie movie I have ever seen. Nazi experiments during WWII lead to an army of the undead that's out of sync with the rest of the world, slipping in and out of existence. They don't eat you though, oh no. These are not normal zombies. They torture and kill like the Nazi black-ops soldiers they were in life. There's a scene where the have a captured American merc out in the woods, and nail metal spikes into him before pushing a bullet through his eye. PUSHING. With their HAND.
Planet Hulk was good too. The Marvel animated features are consistently good, and each is better than the previous in some way. The exception is Iron Man, which was good, but kinda bleh in comparison to the others (Ultimate Avengers 1/2, Next Avengers, Dr. Strange, and Hulk Vs.). REALLY looking forward to Thor.
Red velvet cake is delicious.
Darksiders was an amazing game, reminded me very much of Zelda, and the ending was very fitting. Now on to [Prototype] and White Knight Chronicles.
My car has no weight, and as such I can slide over 50% of the way to work.
Red is a good band.
3 of my potential out-of-country jobs haven't panned out, tho I have an interview with the last.
Outpost is the best, creepiest zombie movie I have ever seen. Nazi experiments during WWII lead to an army of the undead that's out of sync with the rest of the world, slipping in and out of existence. They don't eat you though, oh no. These are not normal zombies. They torture and kill like the Nazi black-ops soldiers they were in life. There's a scene where the have a captured American merc out in the woods, and nail metal spikes into him before pushing a bullet through his eye. PUSHING. With their HAND.
Planet Hulk was good too. The Marvel animated features are consistently good, and each is better than the previous in some way. The exception is Iron Man, which was good, but kinda bleh in comparison to the others (Ultimate Avengers 1/2, Next Avengers, Dr. Strange, and Hulk Vs.). REALLY looking forward to Thor.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
I have escaped the bitter taste of you
So Pandora is pretty much the coolest thing that I knew about and never used.
It works like this (at least in my case)... I downloaded an app onto my new phone (technically a "widget")... I put it on one of the like SEVEN PAGES of things available (full customization of what appears on each page), and then I run it. Set up an account, then it asked me who one of my favorite bands was. I put in Breaking Benjamin, so it started off with "Until The End" (great song btw).... Then it started playing a song by Three Days Grace. Then Cold. Then Staind.
It takes the genre and style of the band/song/album you put in first, and creates a playlist of songs that follow a similar vibe. You can approve, deny, or skip songs and artists too. I'm becoming very fond of this, and it's free (tho it cuts off at a certain number of hours every week/month without a subscription)
So I may be doing something with Ramona on Friday (drinks, then watching movies), or I may go to dinner with Kristen (which I'm really hoping she knows I meant as friends). Saturday I'm doing... something... I'm not entirely sure what. Sunday I'm either hanging out with Panda, or playing Pictionary with Ramona and other people. I have no idea.
Work is filling me with rage. Quiet, contained, furious rage. Wrath. BUT I have a three day weekend at least. And like 6 or 7 days off in a row for my birthday. And Kelly is making me brownies.
It works like this (at least in my case)... I downloaded an app onto my new phone (technically a "widget")... I put it on one of the like SEVEN PAGES of things available (full customization of what appears on each page), and then I run it. Set up an account, then it asked me who one of my favorite bands was. I put in Breaking Benjamin, so it started off with "Until The End" (great song btw).... Then it started playing a song by Three Days Grace. Then Cold. Then Staind.
It takes the genre and style of the band/song/album you put in first, and creates a playlist of songs that follow a similar vibe. You can approve, deny, or skip songs and artists too. I'm becoming very fond of this, and it's free (tho it cuts off at a certain number of hours every week/month without a subscription)
So I may be doing something with Ramona on Friday (drinks, then watching movies), or I may go to dinner with Kristen (which I'm really hoping she knows I meant as friends). Saturday I'm doing... something... I'm not entirely sure what. Sunday I'm either hanging out with Panda, or playing Pictionary with Ramona and other people. I have no idea.
Work is filling me with rage. Quiet, contained, furious rage. Wrath. BUT I have a three day weekend at least. And like 6 or 7 days off in a row for my birthday. And Kelly is making me brownies.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Moving right along
Switching psychiatrists! Why, you ask? Here's a small excerpt from a recent session...
P - I think we've discovered the root cause of your unhappy nature, and I gotta tell you, I don't think it's caused by depression..
J - Oh really? Is that a fact. Well then, please enlighten me.
P - It's clear that you're just displeased with life in general. You're never going to be happy until you let go of this need to have affection that you're never going to get.
J - ...Wait what? "Never" going to get? That's a terribly negative thing to tell someone.
P - I'm just saying, I'm sure that's why you're unhappy. You're not depressed, you just don't want to face facts.
J - So... Let me make sure I understand you correctly here. I DON'T have a condition which makes me have feelings of sadness, solitude, overwhelming depression, and all the other things commonly associated with clinical depression. Instead, I'm unhappy because I want to be loved, and I never will be loved. That's basically what you're saying.
P - I didn't say never.
J - Actually you did. You said I have a need to have affection that I'm never going to get. Never. Your word, not mine. I've been loved, heck, I'm loved NOW. Family, friends... You must have missed the memo, but I'm pretty much amazing.
P - I'm pretty sure I didn't say never. You know, my son uses the same misdirection when he's unhappy with reality
J - Except I'm not unhappy with reality. Right now, I'm honestly kind of annoyed that I just paid someone to help me feel better, and they said I was never going to be loved. If I wanted treatment like that, I'd just call one of my ex-girlfriends and get it for free.
P - You're just lashing out, it's ok, with a few more sessions I'm sure we can get past this
J - Yeah, listen, about that... I'm not really feeling this. Therapy, sure. Just not with you. It's not productive, and again, I'm kinda paying you for the abuse I can get for free.
Soooooo yeah. Gonna find me a new doctor that isn't a complete idiot. Also, I wasn't really a jerk to her at all until that particular appointment, because... well.. She had it coming. Wench.
P - I think we've discovered the root cause of your unhappy nature, and I gotta tell you, I don't think it's caused by depression..
J - Oh really? Is that a fact. Well then, please enlighten me.
P - It's clear that you're just displeased with life in general. You're never going to be happy until you let go of this need to have affection that you're never going to get.
J - ...Wait what? "Never" going to get? That's a terribly negative thing to tell someone.
P - I'm just saying, I'm sure that's why you're unhappy. You're not depressed, you just don't want to face facts.
J - So... Let me make sure I understand you correctly here. I DON'T have a condition which makes me have feelings of sadness, solitude, overwhelming depression, and all the other things commonly associated with clinical depression. Instead, I'm unhappy because I want to be loved, and I never will be loved. That's basically what you're saying.
P - I didn't say never.
J - Actually you did. You said I have a need to have affection that I'm never going to get. Never. Your word, not mine. I've been loved, heck, I'm loved NOW. Family, friends... You must have missed the memo, but I'm pretty much amazing.
P - I'm pretty sure I didn't say never. You know, my son uses the same misdirection when he's unhappy with reality
J - Except I'm not unhappy with reality. Right now, I'm honestly kind of annoyed that I just paid someone to help me feel better, and they said I was never going to be loved. If I wanted treatment like that, I'd just call one of my ex-girlfriends and get it for free.
P - You're just lashing out, it's ok, with a few more sessions I'm sure we can get past this
J - Yeah, listen, about that... I'm not really feeling this. Therapy, sure. Just not with you. It's not productive, and again, I'm kinda paying you for the abuse I can get for free.
Soooooo yeah. Gonna find me a new doctor that isn't a complete idiot. Also, I wasn't really a jerk to her at all until that particular appointment, because... well.. She had it coming. Wench.
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