So today Apple just rolled out their new Hi-fi boombox audio player. Of course it plays off of 6 D-Cell batteries, so every jack ass in the subway is going to think it’s okay to bring their stupid box on the subway and blast it. I’ll be sure to make a note of the first time I see a terrible person carrying one around and playing it like a tool. Ugh…
So today I have to hand in my Prospectus for my Executive Leadership seminar. It came out to be 18 pages. I was impressed. I mean hell, I just wrote it this weekend and slapped together 18 pages. I guess that means I have a fairly firm grasp on the material. Well, I hope that I do anyway. Laura read it over and said that it looked okay. She’s going to help me with starting sentences in throughout the paper, but as of now it’s okay for what I need it to be.
I calculated it out and I have a whopping 75 days till I graduate! That’s not even just counting school days, that’s total days till I walk on May 17th. That’s awesome. I look back and read some of my blog entries (they are now all imported in) and it’s just amazing to see the time fly. It’s interesting to me to see how much my life has changed without even really knowing it. I was so into photography and brewing beer at one point that I didn’t even have the slightest thought of school. Now it takes up every waking moment, and when I’m not doing school stuff, I’m feeling guilty that I should be doing school stuff and working out or playing video games. Oh well.
So Columbia has this “E-Fair” online job fair. Although I’m not “supposed” to use that stuff because I’ve already accepted a job through them, I applied to like 15 different jobs today. None of them were really Austin based, so that sucks, but the system that Monster has makes it really easy to apply, so I figured it was worth it anyway.
Laura and I finally finalized out Spring Break plans. We’re going to fly down to Houston and spend some time there. I’m going to get to see my old roommate/best friend who lives in Baton Rouge. We’re going to drive up to Austin too, so that’ll be fun. I’m determined to see the bats leave their cave at dusk. Apparently it’s one of the largest bat flocks(?) around, so that’ll be nifty. We’re also thinking about heading up to Laura’s father’s ranch so that she can go horseback riding and that sort of thing.
Laura and I have been talking recently about staying in New York after graduation. Because well, I’m a lazy bastard and haven’t really done a whole lot in terms of applying for jobs in Austin. I’m going to make some cold calls later on this week to see if I can’t rustle up some job interviews over the break, but I don’t know how successful I’m going to be.
If we end up staying in the city, there is a big dilemma. We don’t know where we’re going to live. My thought is that I really like our place, but Laura, who lives at home, is getting stir crazy not being around people in the city. Yes, we live in Brooklyn, but not around interesting stuff. It’s very residential, so she doesn’t really have a release if she needs it. I totally see where she’s coming from, but we have another problem. We’re just not going to find a better place in Manhattan without living in some area that sucks. Nor do I want to move. Nor do I want to pay a fucking broker any more money. I’ve already dumped enough on those low-life bastards over the years. So we’ll see. I think that we have our apartment for at least till the end of May, so at that point I’m sure we’ll be looking around to at least see what’s out there. Ugh… maybe we’ll get a loft somewhere. I dunno. I don’t even want to think about having to pack up all our stuff again and move it around. It’s just so terrible.
So I had an amazing week of work last week. I had two new people start at a long term temp job. So that means that for the next however long they are working (at least 3 months) I’ll be pulling in around $0.68 an hour they work. While that’s not all that great of a paycheck, consider that I have 4 of them now working for me. I’ll pull in an extra $400 a month from that for doing nothing. Hell, I’ll pull in $100 over spring break just for having them work. Not too shabby. My boss keeps making references that I should stay and I just laugh. He pays me a whopping $17/hr for my time. If I worked 40 hours, that’s a whopping (even with making $500 in commissions a month) $38K. Around 20K shy of my other job offer. Not going to happen. Oh well. I’m rambling about boring finances.
I very much wish that I didn’t have to go up to Columbia tonight. I just hate sitting through this terrible boring seminar. I think this is the last week of readings. Now we’ll move on to paper presentations which is fine. I don’t mind that at all. Getting up and talking about George Pullman for an hour isn’t really a problem for me, nor is listening to other people and asking questions. I just hate having so much to read. I have my terrorism class that is going to be quite difficult which I do a bunch of reading for, so I’m already bogged down as it is.
Anyway, I have 20 minutes till I have to leave this terrible office to head up to an even more terrible work experience. Then I get to go home and deal with my computer which is all sorts of fucked up. Starting last night some sort of virus or something got onto my computer. It’s my own fault for downloading cracks and serial numbers for stuff, but still. My anti-virus software locked me out the other day (probably because I was using a crack on it) so that’s how it got infected. Just another mess I have to clean up.

A special thanks goes out to the New York Times for so eloquently putting down exactly how I feel:
The New York Times
February 23, 2006 Thursday
Late Edition – Final
SECTION: Section A; Column 5; Editorial Desk
HEADLINE: Kicking Arabs in the Teeth
BYLINE: By DAVID BROOKS
It’s come to my attention that many of the foreign goods we import into our country are made by foreigners who speak foreign languages and are foreign. It’s come to my attention that many varieties of hummus and other vital bread schmears are made by Arabs, the group responsible for 9/11. Furthermore, it’s come to my attention that the Chinese have a menacing death grip on America’s pacifier, blankie, bunny and rattle supplies, and have thus established crushing domination of the entire non-pharmaceutical child sedative industry.
It’s therefore time for Chuck Schumer, Hillary Clinton, Bill Frist and Peter King to work together to write the National Security Ethnic Profiling Save Our Children Act, which would prevent Muslims from buying port management firms, the Chinese from buying oil and mouth-toy companies, and the Norwegians from using their secret control of U.S fluoridation levels to sap our precious bodily fluids at the Winter Olympics.
In other words, what we need to protect our security and way of life is a broad-based, xenophobic Know Nothing campaign of dressed-up photo-op nativism to show foreigners we will no longer submit to their wily ways.
Never mind — the nativist, isolationist mass hysteria is already here.
This Dubai port deal has unleashed a kind of collective mania we haven’t seen in decades. First seized by the radio hatemonger Michael Savage, it’s been embraced by reactionaries of left and right, exploited by Empire State panderers, and enabled by a bipartisan horde of politicians who don’t have the guts to stand in front of a xenophobic tsunami.
But let’s be clear: the opposition to the acquisition by Dubai Ports World is completely bogus.
The deal would have no significant effect on port security. Regardless of who operates the ports, the Coast Guard still controls their physical security. The Customs Service still controls container security. The harbor patrols, the port authorities and the harbor police still do their jobs. Nearly every expert who actually knows something about port security says the ownership of the operating companies is the least of our concerns. ”This kind of reaction is totally illogical,” Philip Damas, research director of Drewry Shipping Consultants, told The Times. ”The location of the headquarters of a company in the age of globalism is irrelevant.”
Nor would the deal radically alter the workplace. If the Dubai holding company does acquire the operating firm, the American longshoremen would stay on the job, the American unions would still be there to organize them, and most or all of the management would probably stay, too.
Nor would the deal be particularly new in the world of global shipping. Dick Meyer of CBS News reports that Dubai Ports World already operates facilities in Australia, China, Korea and Germany. It’s seeking to acquire facilities in 18 other countries — none of them caught up in an isolationist fever like the one we see here. Eighty percent of the facilities at the port of Los Angeles are run by foreign firms — somehow without national collapse — including one owned by the government of Singapore.
Nor is Dubai a bastion of Taliban radicalism. All Arabs may look alike to certain blowhard senators, but the United Arab Emirates is a modernizing, globalizing place. It was the first country in the region to sign the U.S. Container Security Initiative. It’s signed agreements to bar the passage of nuclear material and to suppress terror financing. U.A.E. ports service U.S. military ships, and U.A.E. firms have made major investments in Chrysler and Time Warner, somehow without turning them into fundamentalist bastions.
In short, there is no evidence this deal will do any harm. But it is certain that the xenophobic hysteria will come back to harm the U.S.
The oil-rich nations of the Middle East have plenty of places to invest their money and don’t need to do favors for nations that kick them in the teeth. Moreover, this is a region in the midst of traumatic democratic change. The strongest argument the fundamentalists have is that they are engaged in a holy war against the racist West, which imposes one set of harsh rules on Arabs and another set of rules on everybody else. Now comes a group of politicians to prove them gloriously right.
God must love Hamas and Moktada al-Sadr. He has given them the America First brigades of Capitol Hill. God must love the folks at Al Jazeera. They won’t have to work to stoke resentments this week. All the garbage they need will be spewing forth from press conferences and photo ops on C-Span and CNN.

For my senior seminar, I had to read around 4 books last week including Plato’s Statesman, The Prince, Nobility and Civility (TERRIBLE), and some other terrible book. Of course, I was chosen to give the presentation on the Nobility and Civility book. So I read all 250 pages of the terrible terrible book. Of course it was written by some Columbia Professor. It was all about Asian ideals and how they fit into modern society. Not really my cup of tea considering how I’m more into American Politics (According to my major anyway) than I am into Asian Civ. So I have this presentation all set to go and we didn’t even get to my book presentation. Figures, right? So of course we were talking about all the other books….that I didn’t read. I have to say, nothing makes a two-hour class go longer than not having read the books. Maybe that’s why I didn’t like all those core classes…
I’m just glad it’s Wednesday, because Tuesdays are terrible for me. I end up leaving my apartment in Williamsburg around 8:30 and getting back to the house around 9 at night. Not like it’s a terribly long day, but it’s a solid day of work, but it culminates in International Affairs building sitting through my seminar. Oh well.
Anyway, class is about to start… we’re looking at rocks today. What fun.

Last night Laura “picked me up from school” as she called it. She met me at the 116th street subway stop on my way home from school. It was quite nice. She and I spent some quality time on the subway going to Williamsburg. On the ride home she and I were discussing going to the gym together when she realized that she hadn’t been to Bikrum Yoga in awhile and that I promised her (albeit a year and a half ago) that I would attend with her. So when we got home we packed up our stuff and headed down to the Yoga place off of N.7th and Berry. Nice place with nice people and everything, but my God was that room hot. After sweating and struggling for an hour and a half I was finally able to leave the room. I have to say that it wasn’t a pleasant experience for me. I had too many memories of sitting in saunas trying to sweat off weight for wrestling. It just brought back too many bad memories. It’s not that I was a big weight cutter or anything, but I did it enough to know that I don’t ever want to do it again.
So after that, Laura and I ordered some Crazy Nacho (Loco Burrito) and watched some Olympics. I thought for sure that once football season was over I was going to cut down my TV consumption but with the Olympics on, there’s always something to watch.
So today at work, as I’m sitting here sweltering in the office (why the hell is it so damn hot?) my boss asks me to tally up time sheets. Normally that’s not such a bad thing to do, but we have like 10 extra temps and it’s just a pain in the ass. I have to sit there and add up time and make sure that people didn’t add up their hours incorrectly. Pain in the butt. Then you get those people that love to be precise about their time and mark down “9 mins for lunch”, ” arrived at 9:22am, left at 5:47pm). Rather irritating. I found a nifty Excel function to work it out, but it’s still a pain to enter it all in. I guess that’s what you get when you have a job that you don’t need a degree to have.
Today Laura and I were planning out our spring break trip. That trip includes a 26 hour drive from New York down to the Houston area. We have already driven it once before. I had a good time last time, so I’m ready to go about it again. Laura said that she’s not looking forward to it. I think I really like to listen to books on tape, so maybe that’s why I don’t mind it. Last time when we were crossing the Mississippi river I almost crashed into someone because I was looking at the water. Stupid me. Fortunately we were able to cross half the country without incident, so that was good. Hoping to do the same this time around.
I have yet to find anything very exciting in my job hunting. Seeing as how Laura and I will be driving into the Austin area in about two and a half weeks, I think that now may be a good time to start to cold call up some companies that are in Austin and arrange some meetings with people. Not that I think I’ll be terribly successful in terms of getting appointments and such, but at least I can say that I’ve given it a try. I’m thinking that I may have to take off from work this Friday.
In addition to the cold calling for jobs, I think that this weekend is going to have to be totally dedicated to writing up my essay rough draft for my Executive Leadership class. I have plenty of materials around the apartment to write it, so I just need to sit down and get cracking. I’m not looking forward to it, but I’ve been doing lots of reading on good Ol’ George Pullman, so I figure that I’ll be able to crank out 6-8 pages of draft fairly easily. Making it be quality material is going to be a little harder. Hopefully I’ll do just that much better than most people in the course and I’ll be all set, but then again, I don’t see that happening.
This past weekend Laura and I went to this Foreign MBA fair. She wanted to look into Esada because they have a joint program with U. Texas’s McCombs Business school, so she was interested in doing that. So we went there and listened to the question and answer session which was fine. Then after the presentation was over we decided to go to a different one. We didn’t feel like sitting through the whole presentation so I just went in to grab the pamphlet. The guy standing at the table looked all me all funny, so I was like “I’m just going to take one of these” and he replies “Why don’t you come into to session, then you can have one” I couldn’t believe it… fucking bastard. So instead, Laura and I went down to where they had tables and stuff set up and we just stole whatever materials we wanted. So fuck that guy. I was irritated to say the least.
Anyway, it’s now approaching 3:00 and I’m really dreading going up to school at 5:00. #1) I just don’t feel like it #2) Me and this other kid are assigned these readings. There were 4 books that we were supposed to have read this week. I don’t know how professors think that it’s actually possible to read all that crap. I suppose maybe if I had just 4 classes and then hung out the rest of the time doing all the reading I could get it done, but the fact of the matter is that I just don’t have the desire to waste every waking moment reading for her class. Not to mention that there are plenty of over achievers in the class that love to hear themselves speak, so I would rather just let them speak the whole class and put my two cents in every once in awhile. I did read the book that I am doing the short presentation on, but not the whole thing. It’s called Nobility and Civility. It’s written by some 85 year old Columbia Professor who is perhaps the most boring writer in the world. I suppose if you were really interested in Asian Culture (I’m not) then this book would be great, but it was so hard to read and just so boring.
As usual, I should get some work done before the day is out, so off I go.
Oh and there are some wrestling pictures from this weekend’s homecoming wrestling match here. So feel free to check them out.

Okay, so this is a post about school. I know it’s juvenile, but I can’t help it. There some things that you just have to cherish in life and this is one of them.
So every Wednesday in my Planet Earth class we have a “lab” which is pretty much an glorified group work thing where the Professor just sits on his laptop while we scurry around trying to get the assignment done in the hour and fifteen minutes of class time. So today we were working on a tectonic plates section where each person was given a specialty area (tectonics, oceanography, volcanoes, etc) and those people were split up into groups so that every group had one person from each of the 4-5 specialty areas. We then were given continents and had to explain how their plate was moving and give a 5 minute presentation on the plates and how they moved and all that.
So my group was the first to go and we did an okay job. Nothing particularly ground shattering, but I think that we did have the hardest area. We were doing Australia and because of all those irritating little islands to the north east of it, it was causing us some issues. Anyway, we get through it and no one asks us any questions.
Of course when the other groups go up there, who’s hand pops up to ask them questions? Mine… it’s true. I couldn’t help it! They had missed critical points in their analysis of their given areas! So I had to ask questions to illicit some thought from them. Not to mention that the Professor mentioned that he wanted people to ask questions and that would be added to part of your grade. Considering how I have near a 100% in that class, I probably didn’t need to ask quite as many questions as I did, but I think it was helpful.
Laura is about to be done with work, so I will shortly be going to the gym. The other bit of news that I have is that the consulting firm that I accepted the offer from in New York was just acquired by a much larger company. Granted that most of this new companies employees are overseas is a downfall, but that’s okay. They apparently have a strong financial services department, so that means that they will have a large New York City client base, so if God forbid Laura and I end up staying in New York, I’ll at least be in the area.
The other good thing is that they have offices around the US, so maybe after working there for 6 months or so, I could be assigned to some project down in the South, so at that point we could move to Texas. Who knows, I still don’t think that I would want to move to Texas if I were traveling all week. We’re still waiting to hear back from Laura’s boss about me possibly getting a position at her firm, so we’ll wait and see.
I was talking to my old boss at the recruiting firm yesterday and she was telling me that I had plenty of time to find something and to not get too stressed about it. I agree with her, but at the same time I would much rather have something planned. I hate to not have plans.
Speaking of not having plans, well, I asked my parents the other day about what I will have going on for graduation in terms of if they were going to give me a car or something….HA, yeah right. My mother kindly told me today that because they had extended themselves to put me through college that I could look forward to a “token” gift as a sentimental reminder of getting the fuck out of school. It’s not that I really care that they aren’t getting me anything, because I kind of expected that after all the shit that I’ve been through getting through school and all the money that it’s cost them in recent years, but still, it was the way that she stated it. Oh well we’ll see.
There is some issue with my student loans that I went to the Financial Aid office today to talk to them and it turns out that I may have around $7K extra in my account. That would be nice, and I could craftily take some of that money out and you know…. go on vacation, but I assured my mother that I would use it to pay off my college loans, because after all… I do have massive amounts of debt. So we’ll see. Maybe I’ll just save my tax return money and see if I can put that towards some vacation or what not. Anyway, it’s about time to head to the gym so we’re going to do that.

School was terribly lame yesterday. I can’t stand it sometimes. I have to get up at 7:30 to get there by 9:00. That’s not even that bad. I don’t mind it except when there was just a blizzard the previous day and everyone and their brother is riding the subway. As expected the 1/9 Platform at 96th street was crowded 7-8 people deep waiting for the damn train to bring 90% of those individuals up to Columbia. Needless to say, my commute was irritating to say the least.
I have one class this semester that I REALLY enjoy. It’s called Planet Earth and it’s pretty much your basic entry level science course. We talk about anything from light to the dinosaurs, so the topics can be pretty interesting. I have this professor that’s entertaining to say the least, even if his lectures do tend to be a little scattered. Anyway, it’s not such a bad way to start my Monday morning. The one downfall of the class is that every Monday there is a test on the reading. Of course I don’t really read everything for that class because I usually have a pretty good grip on the material as it is without reading. So we arrived to class yesterday, take the damn quiz and then our TA tells us that the Professor was unable to make it to class, so we were free to go. Irritating. So I waited around school for 2 hours, doing a little research for my 35 page paper that’s going to be due at the end of the semester and then went to possibly the most boring class in existence. It’s called “Life After Death”. I can’t stand it. The Professor things he’s just so funny, but he’s just not. He tells the worst jokes and giggles like a school girl while working from behind the podium. I think that he fancies himself as a multimedia guru because in EVERY CLASS he has some sort of video or something to show us. He usually spends around 15 mins just getting the damn thing to work while half of the class cringes at the mistakes he’s making while trying to get it working. Oh well…
My final class of the day is Terrorism and Counterterrorism, my second favorite class. I have never before had a professor at Columbia who is quite so down to earth but so incredibly knowledgeable in his subject matter. It’s definitely very nice to sit and hear someone speak off the cuff about such an interesting subject. So all in all it wasn’t THAT bad a day, it just started out so terrible.
So I get home around 4:40 and Laura shrieks at me “WAIT!! You are early!!! You can’t come in here!” So I promptly turned around and went to C-Town for some much needed shopping. Poor cats were out of wet food (what a travesty that would be). So after shopping around for a bit I came back to the house. Laura had set up a beautiful living room picnic for us. We ate brie cheese and had some wine. We watched some TV and a movie and headed to bed. It was quite nice. She and I make quite the nice couple. Not to mention that she’s excellent in bed :O
So I guess that brings me back to today. I’m kind of bummed out about the day because I’m really wanting to find myself a job. I mean, as I have said before, I have one in NYC, but I’d really like to find something outside of the city. I’m just tired of living here. It’s funny that I read so many of these blogs from little rich girls that come pouring into the city talking about all their exploits and getting drunk and all that shit….uhhhh, just makes me want to get the hell out of here even more. One of Laura’s friends moved to the city not too long ago and she constantly gives Laura shit for not going out to super trendy clubs and bars, meanwhile she spends 110% of her paychecks and just accumulates debt like it’s no one’s business. Oh well, I just need to get out of here and stop paying exorbitant amounts of money on rent.
Laura and I spoke about my post-graduation vacation and as it turns out, it may look like a stretch. I am going to be a little tight on finances, especially if I end up having to take off some time from work at the end of the semester like I did last year. I spoke to my parents about it last night to see if they were possibly going to spot me some money, but I don’t know how that’ll work out. We’ll see, it’s still awhile off, but it’ll come fast.
There are less than 100 days left of school. That’s awesome. For those of you that know me, you’ll know that it’s been a few years in the making, so it’ll finally come to a close and I”ll be moving forward. Laura kind of made me feel bad last night that I hadn’t checked in with any of the places that I sent my resume to. I should really get on that this week, but it’s just so hard with working all day and then going to school, I just have to set aside some time.
It’s strange that every time I think that I’ll have a little time coming up because of whatever reason, it just seems like things just keep piling into place. Like I thought that with Football ending I would have more time for things on the weekend, now this weekend there are wrestling events and such,. It just doesn’t seem to ever slow up. I remember a time when I was working at the law firm awhile back that I would go weeks without anything interesting going on. I just had so much time then. Now I feel like I can’t fit anything else into my days. Between cleaning up the house (or feeling guilty about not doing it), working, school, reading, going out with friends from out of town or whatever, I just can’t seem to get ahead. I just recently spoke to Laura about how I need to get a little more dedicated to my school work because sooner or later I’m going to have midterms and papers and stuff due, so I need to really get my head into it. I did so well last semester, I just need to get back there now.
So today I’m sitting in this back office because we have so many temps in the office right now doing this SEC document review. I actually like working here because it’s quiet and no one can really just walk up behind me to see what I’m up to, hence me being able to write out this super long blog posting.
Anyway, I think that I should get some work done.
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So Laura and I went outside to play in the snowdrifts in our backyard. It was much fun I have to admit. We have this huge piece of fence that was leftover from when they put up the new one. So I brought it out and it made an outstanding platform. I took a picture of our exploits. Good times.

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Laura and I are about to go out into the snow for a little romp in the white fluffiness. I think the best part about having a backyard is the fact that I will get to experience the joy of fresh snow while in New York. I thought that I would be up early this morning to get a good crack at the snow at the park, but when we got up around 9:30 (yes, I know that’s not early) it was still blizzarding out there. So we just got breakfast.
Either way, I’m going to go and defile the virgin…snow that is.

I can’t believe the ammount of snow that has fallen here in the past 24 hours. With the snow drifts, there is about 2-3 feet of snow in my backyard. I’m glad that I don’t really have to get to my grill. The picture is standing on my stoop looking out onto Devoe. It’s now 3:00, 24 hours since the snow started and it’s STILL snowing.
Not three weeks ago, I was outside eating my lunch, basking in the sun thinking to myself that the whole “Global Warming Thing” wasn’t that bad. But as we all knew, karma is a bitch and it has a sense of humor. Hence the Blizzard.
Laura and I went out this morning to Garden Grill. I don’t know why we go there. It’s just your typical diner food. It’s not bad, it’s really not worth the hype that all the terrible hipsters around here give it. Oh well, it’s close and has chocolate chip pancakes, so what more could you want.
Another neighborhood favorite is the Loco Burrito. One night when Laura and I came home late from being out, I couldn’t think of what the fabulous burrito place was called so I massacared the name and called it “Crazy Nacho” and since then, it’s been called Crazy Nacho. Laura actually just ordered some, so I’m going to go and have some guac and watch the Olympics. Maybe there will be some action packed Curling on. THAT would be amazing.

Why you ask? Well the reason would have to stem from the fact that on Thursday afternoon around 5:00, a large New York law firm called our staffing office in need of 6 attorneys. Apparently there is some SEC investigation blah blah blah and they needed to have some 100,000 pages of emails reviewed. So a co-worker of mine and I floundered around for about an hour and finally got together 6 individuals to work on the project the following morning. Long story short, for ever 50 hours or so that they work, I’ll be pulling in around $300. Not too shabby, so I suppose giving up a Saturday, sitting in the office and getting paid for it won’t be so bad. More than likely I’m going to end up doing some school work. I’ll probably end up doing more work here than I would have at home anyway, so I suppose that’s a positive.
So for the past few…well, many months, Laura and I have wanted to get a dog. It’s been a real battle of wills in terms of weighing out the benefits and costs and really seeing if we should get one. I think that we have finally reconciled the fact that at this point in our young, chaos strew lives, we don’t really have the testicular fortitude necessary for a 16 year commitment to a pooch. So I’ve been in contact with a shelter group here in NYC called Mighty Mutts. They are the ones that are always hanging out at Union Square with the dogs with bright orange vests. Today around noon, Laura and I are going to hike down there (on company time none the less) and see what they have going on. Apparently they have some sort of Sheltie/ Australian Cattle Dog mix. To me that sounds like an ideal mix of sporty and cute and fluffy, but what the hell do I know.
I think that my perception of what a dog should be if fairly skewed. I grew up with an obese Cocker Spaniel that was perhaps the cutest dog ever. He was lazy as shit and dumb as bricks but we loved him anyway. Near the end of his life he started to have strokes or some sort of seizures. It was bad. One time something went wrong and from that point forward he constantly had his head cocked to the side like he was trying to shake water from his ear or something. Made him look like he was constantly questioning you. Good times. He now sits in a little tin can on my mother’s bookshelf next to the other tin can of the cat. I guess that says alot about my family and our love of pets.
So last night Laura had a friend in town and we all decided that it would be a good idea to go out and have some drinks and what not. It was a good time, but we ended up at the Hotel W. Well I think that’s what it was. It was really swanky and well.. yeah not my scene. I’m more of a Barcade/d.b.a. sort of person. And even at Barcade I don’t really like the other people that are sometimes congregating, stopping me from ordering beer. Oh well. So anyway, last night we were there and I got talking to the boyfriend of one of Laura’s friends. We were talking about pretty much everything from Fusion Cannons to milking a cat’s rectum….yes…rectum. I’ll leave that story for another day. Another long story short is that I finally crawled into bed, a little tipsy, around quarter after three. Considering how I needed to be up at 7:45 this morning, it wasn’t exactly “ideal”. So my ass is dragging.
I can only assume that my boss was thinking that I would come into the office and actually get some work done today. I don’t really think that’s going to happen. Considering how all the jobs that we do have to fill are crap, but besides that, I can barely stomach working during the week, let alone working alone in the office with nothing going on. And frankly, if I were a candidate and I was sitting at home, waiting for this supposed blizzard to hit, the last thing that I would want is a tired, hung over recruiter calling me trying to get me into the office. Oh well. That’s my rant for the moment. I’m sure that I’m going to post again later on, but for now this is it.