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  • Apparently I’m going back to Pembroke.

    written by

    james

    It was pretty much decided tnat murlynns_view and her husband would be heading back up for the weekend while we were on our way back last week. I wasn’t sure if I’d be going, and then yesterday’s talk of me possibly covering someone off for tomorrow pretty well cieled that deal. Until today, that is. Apparently, while the manager and our L2 guy are perfectly fine with it, the folks who run the call center operations side of things escentially said when hell freezes. So I have a free weekend again. Which means I leave for Pembroke tonight. ‘Cuz really, the May 24 weekend just shouldn’t be spent all by yourself. Well, unless you’re me and prefer it some days, but oh well. So I go home, grab a suitcase, throw a few things into it, kill IM so I can get on at the parental units’ location, and get the hell outa here. All told it should be a grand total of maybe a 2 hour trip. And that’s if trafic wants to play hell. Ah well, maybe I’ll spend next weekend sleeping. Or maybe I’ll actually call someone. Naw…

    Edit: Apparently no I’m not. Dear call center operations. Die in a fucking fire.

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  • Dear ever so thoughtful employer.

    written by

    james

    Can you please go back to doing your freaking maintenance on systems and tools I’m forced to use in the process of doing my job at 3:00 in the bloody morning, like you used to do quite regularly when I worked graveyard? That’d be real nice right about now.

    No love and lots of die in a fire,
    Me

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  • How independent are you?

    written by

    james


    Your Independence Level: High


    You are extremely self reliant and autonomous.
    You are definitely into doing your own thing.
    But you also wouldn’t turn down help if you needed it.
    You follow your own path, but you don’t do so blindly.

    So me. So, so me.

  • Yoink.

    written by

    james

    Thanks, silly-singer.

    1. Did you cry today?
    Ha. Right.

    2. What were you doing at 8.00am this morning?
    Walking my lazy ass to work.

    3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
    Wondering why it is I walked my lazy ass to work.

    4. What was something that happened to you in 1992?
    Fuck if I know. I probably moved or something.

    5. What is your Mom’s Moms name?
    Alice.

    6. Words to explain why you last threw up?
    Alcohol + heat + craptastic food = good times.

    7. What color is your hairbrush?
    Don’t know, don’t care, don’t use it often. Short hair owns your socks.

    8. What was the last thing you bought?
    Groceries. Need to do so again, too.

    9. Name 5 things you want to do before you die?
    visit certain online friends, get me a secure job, go to a Maple Leafs game (and see ’em win, dammit!), play at a public event, take in the Vegas atmosphere.

    10. What did you eat for breakfast?
    I skipped it. I usually do.

    11. Where did your last hug take place?
    I dunno, but it probably involved murlynns_view.

    12. Are you ticklish?
    I will never tell.

    13. Are you typically a jealous person?
    Nope. No point to it.

    14. Favorite animal?
    My adoreable as hell dog for whom I sadly still have no room. Apartments suck sometimes.

    15. Last gift received?
    A crapload, at Christmas.

    16. Who’s the last person to call you?
    If we’re not counting telemarketters, mommy dearest. If we’re counting telemarketters, someone from Bell.

    17. Do you chew on your straws?
    No.

    18. What makes you sad?
    The obvious things, mostly.

    19. Where did you go today?
    I’m there now. I call it work.

    20. What is something you say a lot?
    Because there’s absolutely nothing stopping me.

    21. Who was the last person you said “I love you” to and meant it?
    Um. Pleeding the fifth on this one. Because I damn well can.

    22. What should you be doing right now?
    Some say working, I say sleeping.

    23. Do you have a nickname?
    It depends on who’s talking to me. To most people, no. But the occasional person calls me JD. It…. kinda started when I was a kid and just hasn’t stopped. I dunno.

    24. Are you a heavy sleeper?
    I don’t sleep. And when I do, I die.

    25. What are you listening to?
    A customer wine at me because her system doesn’t work.

    26. What was the best movie you’ve seen in the past two weeks?
    None. I don’t see movies that often. None in the last 2 weeks for sure.

    27. Do you like anyone right now?
    Hmm. Anything’s possible.

    28. What book are you reading at the moment?
    I don’t.

    29. Name someone who made you smile today?
    No one yet, but pawpower4me has yet to post today so that could change!

    30. Secret guilty pleasure?
    For me to know, and for you to just imagine.

  • A real quick update, in list format.

    written by

    james

    Because I’ve got a grand total of 10 minutes.

    • It may just be me, and the fact my tolerence for pain of various types being insanely high, but the suicide wings from Local Heroes didn’t really have a whole lot to them. Not that the people from work I went with would agree with me.
    • I’ve discovered why it is my two microphones don’t like this computer. There’s an issue somewhere between sound card and OS. I suspect strongly the sound card is to blame. Dell will be receiving a phone call.
    • Dell *did* receive a phone call earlier, but now Bell Canada has graduated from randomly kicking me off the internets to apparently randomly disconnecting me during phone calls, and not allowing me to call out for extended periods. And since I only had half an hour to twist a technician’s arm into replacing my sound card, I shall have to take another crack at it tonight. Technology sucks.
    • It’s the middle of freaking May. And we’re getting a potential frost warning. I see a problem here. Do you?

    And now, I go to work. This batch of randomness brought to you by too goddamn early.

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  • Random happenings that don’t fit/didn’t get put into the last entry.

    written by

    james

    • My intercom decided not to work last night. In fact, the intercom apparently building-wide crapped out. I did not find out about this until delivery came with bad for me food. someone did not want me to order out, apparently. I, as usual, elected not to listen.
    • I’m getting off the bus about halfway to work (I have to switch buses, le sigh), and this random girl comes up to me. “Are you Jeff?” I’m thinking, um, buh? But all I actually say is, “Nope, I’m James.”. She promptly walks off. Again, buh?
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  • My week so far, in list format.

    written by

    james

    Because I’m lazy as hell. Well, and there’s not all that much here; it’s only wednesday. Gimme a break.

    • Monday was pretty much hell on earth so far as work went. First time in like a month we were actually busy to the insane.
    • Didn’t get a whole lot of applying for jobs done. I’d actually have to have a second to breathe first.
    • Poked around a little after I got home, but there was nothing that caught my interest anyway. So applications still didn’t get filed.
    • It wasn’t quite so busy yesterday. Back to what it’s been for the last bit… so I actually had time to get caught up on things I couldn’t do Monday.
    • Came home, watched a bit of TV, fell into bed.
    • Tried to delay waking up, cursed the invention of the work week, and am now being lazy as hell writing an entry in list format.

    I lead such an interesting little life, don’t I?

    Oh, and random PS: A coworker introduced me to Ikariam, a kinda medieval strategy game of sorts. I don’t usually bother with games like this, but it killed time while at work yesterday so eh. There’s a fair amount of waiting for things to complete involved, but then… some would say it’s kinda like trying to get a hold of me. I take that as a complement, thankyaverymuch. And now, because sadly the work week isn’t about to pack up and go away just because I’m asking it nicely to do so, I go throw something together for lunch. And then drag my ass ’til 6:30. Anyone want a tech support job for a month? It pays well…

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  • Dur?

    written by

    james

    Daughter skips class, father gets arrested? Um, on what planet, anyone? Nothing says ass backwards quite like the US way of thinking, I tell ya.

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  • What does your taste in music say about you?

    written by

    james


    What Your Taste in Music Says About You


    Your musical tastes are energetic and rhythmic.
    You are full of energy and can be quite talkative.

    You are forward thinking and open minded.
    You despise conservatism of any sort.

    You are intense, detail oriented, and motivated.
    You are an ambitious person, though your ambition is anything but conventional.

    I don’t think I’ve ever been called intense before. I’m also not quite sure how to take it. Further investigation required.

  • Haha. Dell just sent me their anual survey.

    written by

    james

    And then asked me for an honest response to said survey. Uh. Dood. You’re laying me off in a month. Do you *really* want honest?

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