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I have been retardedly busy lately. I finished up with www.radioburn.com I am so glad it's friday. I am sick of working. I just drank some Dr. Pepper that was expired. Never do that. Blech! Did you see the picture of Rachael Nisser? She lives down the street and we have the same birthday, and she drives a corolla. wtf? So many things in common, it's really uncanny. I created a studio of sorts at my old ellicott city apartment using the computer and cubase. I recorded some metal style shite and spencer recorded some other more tripped out stuff. Thorn came by the other night and hung out for a bit. I dunno how he can get around everywhere riding a bike, but, whatever works I suppose. I posted some pics that I took of isis' birthday party here. Here's a sample:
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| worry - Thursday, April 14, 2005 1:33 pm
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I have had a lot on my mind lately. Lots of pressure from just about every source possible. My good friend Steve Brown is in the hospital and I am worried about him. Dammit steve your bitch ass better not die on me. If you do I'll be playing megadeth at your funeral. I finally finished putting up some pictures from the last couple weeks. Gack! stresssssss comments
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I am so sick of this job. I want to leave so badly. What seperates me and the other helpdesk technicians? Nothing according to HR. Tess is pissed at me for changing www.sippingsugar.com to be a pr0n site. But fuck that. I worked on that site for over 20 hours and then your going to tell me you can't pay me even though I am charging half price at $75? That barely covers the cost of the connection for one month much less any of the labour or hardware. I mean, that's like $3.75 an hour for the labour if that's all you look at. That is not even minimum wage. I guess I didn't want to hate her, so I decided this was the only way I could make things right for myself. If I lose her as a friend that's fine, because it shows me who my friends really are I suppose. I don't give you webspace for free and then you're all pissed about it? Shows me where your priorities lie. Oh well. Hopefully my next venture into web work won't end up in me taking it in the butt. I hate this place... I want to go home. comments
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