I know I said I’d write tonight, but it just isn’t going to work. I’m too tired and had to have in-laws over and Scooter is swearing at the server because he took a panel off and found some bits at the bottom that were formerly attached to things which could explain why a drive isn’t mounting the way it should. Fun fun fun. He’ll be up till midnight, I’m sure, but I just don’t have the patience for that sort of thing. That’s why I have a Mac. More on all this later.
yeah, it’s been a week or whatever and I haven’t been around. I know. I actually heard from more than one person that they missed my updates, so now I sort of feel obligated.
There’s a few things I have simmering in my mind that I’m going to stir a bit more before I serve up a big steaming dish of VersOpinion, so don’t expect too much from me just yet.
There is an update on the access saga coming very soon (hopefully tonight), I’ll give you a bit about yesterday, which was me and Scooter’s anniversary, the Depeche Mode concert I went to on Friday, and perhaps some other things. Nothing terribly earth shattering right now, so I’ll have to see if anything develops.
From an email sent to Scooter moments ago:
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A POX UPON THEE, QWORST!!!!!!!I called when I got here to get the tracking # for the modem when I got here. Don’t have it yet, call back later.Called back 20 minutes ago. “Yes, I show that we processed the order on the 21st and shipped your Cisco 675 out yesterday.”Um, no you didn’t. I was to get a 678. The whole reason you have to send me a modem is because I can’t use the 675 I already have, AND you couldn’t be bothered to send it last time I ordered it.So now I’m on hold with the service center and I have the fulfillment center girl on the line. She keeps telling me she’s sorry she can’t hold any longer with me. I keep telling her that she will wait with me, I need to confirm that the order the fulfillment center received is the order that was sent. I’m ready to tell her that I have to piss like a racehorse but I’m not ABOUT to hang up so I’ll be damned if I’ll let her off the hook! Jesus. So here I sit on hold listening to the same 3-5 minutes of hold music over and over again. I’m ready to take a hostage.
From alt.sysadmin.recovery
“People who are willing to rely on the government to keep them safe are pretty much standing on Darwin’s mat, pounding on the door, screaming, “Take me, take me!”
That’s funny cuz it’s true!!!….and NOT funny because it’s true…
I wish more people were standing on Darwin’s mat screaming “Take Me!” In fact, if Darwin has space on his mat, I’ll submit an alphabetized list…
I have been learning more lately about people that I am close to, and I’m not sure I like what I have discovered. Well. I know I don’t like having discovered it, but I do like knowing I wasn’t the only one who had sneaking suspicions about these people. And before you go thinking it’s you, it’s not, and it just so happens to be more than one person and not only are you not them, you probably don’t know them, either. So just stop.
It sort of depresses me that I am not as good a judge of character as I thought I was, which is still better than I used to be. Deep down I still hope for the best from people, even though I expect the worst. I’m glad I’m not the only person who was fooled into believing things and doing things, but I feel bad that I was fooled into believing things and doing things. I may get more into this later, but for now I just feel a little better that I got it out of my head.
I’m really sleepy today. Something dumb keeps waking me up at about 4 or 5 am and then I get little catnappy bits of sleep until the alarm goes off, which Scooter is responsible for. Of course, by that time my body has overcome whatever hurdle is keeping me from happy sleep time and making me wake up over and over, so when the alarm goes off I usually just don’t care. It’s so irritating. It needs to stop. Anyway.
I’ve really not been up to a whole hell of a lot around here so there isn’t much else to tell you. I’ll get more in-depth later if my access ever comes back so I can stop posting on my lunch break.
You must go to MC Frontalot’s site and see what he has to offer. I’m a big fan of “Yellow Laser Beam” and he’s kind of all around groovy. Enjoy it.
I watched Jurassic Park on Saturday and proceeded to stomp around the house going “I am a ferocious Versosaurus!! RARRRR!” and stuff like that as I chased Scooter around the house (stomping of course). I really don’t think I am a grownup.
This is a direct paste of the IRC log from yesterday. I’m about to upgrade this from ‘ordeal’ to ‘epic saga’ and hire Ridley Scott to direct it. Damn.
(Verso) A POX!!
(Verso) A POX UPON THEE, QWORST!!!!!!
(pentothal) hah
(Verso) DO YOU HEAR ME??? A POX UPON YOU AND YOUR CHILDREN!
(kyuss) no dsl luvin yet?
(Verso) AND YOUR CHILDREN’S CHILDREN!
(pentothal) uhm ok
(Verso) I SHALL GRIND YOU INTO BITS!
(Verso) AND STOMP UPON THE PIECES UNTIL I THINK OF SOMETHING MORE HORRIBLE TO DO TO THEM!
(Verso) sorry.
(kyuss) what are they saying verso?
(Verso) kyuss: in a nutshell, they’re saying “we’re more than happy to fuck you up the ass without vaseline. and while we’re at it, no reacharound, either.”
(kyuss) hehehe
(Verso) I AM HAVING AN UNSATISFACTORY CUSTOMER EXPERIENCE!!!!!!!
(Verso) of course, nobody cares about hat.
(Verso) they will, though.
(Verso) if they continue to screw around like this, cable will be in my area by the time they get their collective shit together and I won’t have to do anything with them.
(Verso) my due date was the 5th. on the 5th, no modem AND no activation.
(kyuss) tell them you want some money back or are considering canceling
(kyuss) make them take out a trouble ticket
(kyuss) it’ll be on in 2 days
(Verso) I got credit through the end of this week but turns out that they aren’t turning it on till the 16th.
(kyuss) do you even have a modem yet?
(Verso) they WILL pay. they will ALL pay.
(Verso) NO~!
(kyuss) what modem di you order?
(kyuss) the intel internal?
(Verso) the free one.
(kyuss) or the external cisco
(Verso) but I just called them and I’m getting the external cisco.
(kyuss) yeah cool
(kyuss) thats what i have
(Verso) that’s what I want.
(Verso) when I return the free POS they are (allegedly) sending then I’ll get credit towards the cisco.
(kyuss) have the sent the external?
(kyuss) what day is that to arrive?
(Verso) and when I ebay my 675 I’ll have more cash towards it.
(kyuss) mine came almost a week before install date
(Verso) kyuss: it was SUPPOSED to be here like, 7/2.
(Verso) so I could go live on the fifth.
(Verso) but NO!@!!!
(Verso) ok, I have to go back to work because I’ll just get mad and start screaming FUCK really loud and repeatedly.
(Verso) this is pissing me off so much.
(kyuss) you know what happened with me?…
(Verso) what?
(kyuss) i wasnt even able to recieve service here
(kyuss) they had to send out a line tech
(Verso) bleeding hell.
(kyuss) run a line down the entire block
(kyuss) heh
(kyuss) took like 2 days
(Verso) at least you have it now.
(kyuss) but he was gold and worked real hard to make it happen for me
(Verso) that’s cool.
(Verso) tell him to help me out, would you?
(Verso) (:
(kyuss) the numbnutz at the office dont have a clue whats going on
(Verso) cable will be available here in october.
(Verso) I still won’t have dsl then!!!
(Verso) I’m tempted to get a dialup for the month it takes them to pull their heads out and demand credit for it.
(kyuss) seemed like they werent doning much till i threatened to cancel
(kyuss) then *bewm*
(Verso) but then, I’m also tempted to firebomb every fucking qworst truck that goes by my house.
(Verso) not everything that goes through my head is necessarily a good idea.
(kyuss) 2 days later tch came out and worked
(Verso) hm.
(Verso) I’m goign to consider that too.
(kyuss) yeah see if theyll give you a dialup while you wait
(kyuss) that seems legit
(kyuss) tell them your w/o any access and need it
(kyuss) youre
(Verso) I’m thinking about it. fucking hell.
(Verso) I want to go beat up stuff.
(Verso) I can’t WAIT for kickboxing tomorrow.
(kyuss) heh
(Verso) it’s going to be sooooooooooo nice.
(kyuss) im telling you though…
(kyuss) once its on youll love it
(Verso) yeah yeah.
(kyuss) verizon use to just go out on me in 20 min intervals
(Verso) everybody keeps telling me that, but nobody told me about the walking barefoot across hot coals part to turn the fucker on.
(kyuss) hahaha
(Verso) there will be more.
(Verso) “oh, thank you for walking across hot coals. if you want your service actually activated, not just ordered, you’ll need to eat this plate of broken glass!”
(kyuss) hehehehe
(kyuss) im sorry
(Verso) “now you want a modem too? greedy, aren’t you? well, let’s just lower you into this ‘Indiana Jones And The Temple Of Doom’ pit and we’ll have Mancala here pull your heart out with his bare hands.”
(Verso) “after the ritual sacrifice, we hope to have your service activated within seven to ten business days.”
(kyuss) haha
(kyuss) make sure you report to dslreports
(Verso) oh you can bet on that.
(kyuss) i just hate the lies and lack of orginization thats going on
(kyuss) just say upfront
(kyuss) it will be more like a month for service
(kyuss) instead of what i want to hear
(kyuss) which is 10 days
(Verso) well, I get to go home, so yay verso and her netfree home life.
*** Signoff: Verso (FUCKETY FUCKETY FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!)
(edited to reformat irc chat to reflect nicks which appear in < > format and didn’t show up)
This morning I got on the bus and flopped down near the back and pulled out my Palm and got comfy to spend some time reading the third book in the Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy Series, and as I got into it I hear a voice over my shoulder say “Have you found any good ebook sites for that yet?” which is a more intelligent question than “can you read books on that thingy?” which is more what I get from people. I looked up in surprise and said “yeah, I like Peanut Press and memoware and he said “Do you have Mah Jong?” and I said no, and he said “Here” and he whips out his palm and beams it to me! It was cool that he was all helpful and stuff. Then I gave him Bejeweled which is a fantastic game on several levels. Anyway. It was really cool that he wasn’t a tard, and it was cool that I got a new game today. Just what I needed, yet another way to waste time…
Is it a calculated move that hold music inspires violence in so many people? wouldn’t you want happy music that makes everyone benevolent and calm so they don’t want to kill the poor underpaid shmuck that answers the phone?
Why is it that the worst possible connection you get, the only time you more or less can’t hear a freaking thing the other person says, is ONLY when you call THE PHONE COMPANY?
Qworst has some sort of hold on my account and after talking to a vast number of people at said establishment, nobody can tell me what this ‘hold’ is.
fucking qworst. why can’t I just have cable? oh, that’s right, because it costs too much money to run their monopolistic system clear out to my shiny new house so I can pay them more money than they deserve.
Last night after eating hot dogs and potato salad and other standard barbecue fare, it was off to watch fireworks. wooooo. Fireworks at Fort Vancouver in Vancouver, Washington are the largest display west of the mississippi, so we went out near the airport where we could see them and we watched. As we watched this pyrotechnic display, it was synchronized to music broadcast on a local radio station. I just didn’t care. I don’t know if this is the case with everybody, but last night the music was lame, the fireworks were just ok, and all this music (the parts that weren’t dreck, anyway) that is supposed to inspire patriotism in me just fell flat. I don’t know why. Some of the music wasn’t really appropriate, and the songs that were got hacked up so badly that by the time you recognized it they were mixing into another song.
Long story short: Stupid people suck. You’ll hear more about this as I seem to have continual contact with them.
Went to Old Spaghetti Factory with Josh last night. As we sat there talking about stuff, he suddenly said “I have tried two new potato products in the last month.” When I expressed surprise at this, he said “I haven’t fully experienced all that the potato has to offer.” To which I responded by almost falling out of my chair laughing. It struck me as far more entertaining then it should have, I suppose, but to hear it come out of Josh was the funniest part.
In other news, (for some reason I am totally fond of that phrase lately) I went to the doctor this morning. Here’s the background: I have dry itchy skin on my ankles and one leg. It’s been there for a long long time and I decided it should stop. I went to the dermatologist to get it examined. We determined very early on it wasn’t a fungus infection (good?) and tried some vaseline-y steroid cream on it. it’s not so flaky and gross, and the antihistamine is keeping it from being as itchy, but it still isn’t gone. So I had allergy tests. This is how it worked: fifty discs of aluminum (each about the size of a dime) smeared with various sorts of goo were taped to my back for two solid days. Then they were pulled off and looked at for reactions. Then a week after the initial taping I had to go back and get my ‘final reading’ like I was off to see Miss Cleo (I see you itchin!) instead of a doctor. So that was today. And of course, I’m not allergic to anything. Well, I’m allergic to gold, which is interesting since my gold earrings which I’ve worn forever have never reacted at all. So the good and bad news is that I’m not allergic to anything. Yay for non-allergic Verso, boo for not knowing what the hell is wrong with me. And six visits and hours of missed work and hellacious public transport experiences have brought me no closer to the mystery of my itchy skin. This sucks a lot. The whole point of going to the doctor is to find the answer to the question of “what the hell is wrong with me?” and having the doctor tell you what it is that caused your
OBSERVATION: Do you ever wonder about people you see during non-commuting hours? I was late today and on the train with people and saw them driving and stuff. It was late for most people to get to work, and it was early for lunch, so I was curious what they were all doing. I wonder sometimes if I am the only person who has these thoughts or if other people are downtown getting on the train and they wonder what I’m doing and where it is that I’m headed too. I hope that other people think some of these things too, because if I’m the only person ever who has these sorts of random thoughts and from them I draw these random conclusions, then I have much bigger problems than itchy skin…
I get to go home now. I sort of like doing this lj thing at work. I like doing it because it captures all my random thoughts and shares them with everyone else. Why is that good? That I haven’t figured out yet, just that in my head it appears to be a really good idea. I know that sometimes other people are entertained when I take down the filter between my train of speech and my train of thought. So here you are. Enjoy it. When I can do this at home too it will be a whole lot more interesting. Trust me.
A friend of mine just said “what’s a tandy?”. This alarms me on several levels. I remember them, I used to touch them and covet them. Yesterday my niece wanted to play some computer games and she said she wanted to see what we had because the games at her house are old ones. I said “How about Pac Man ?” and she didn’t have any idea what the hell I was talking about. This alarms me. I also realized that when I went to my high school’s web page recently (which I would link to if it was so fundamentally lame) that I knew less than half of the teachers there. It keeps sneaking up on me, like I said it would before. I may have to go outside and scream a bit and then come back and work some more. We’ll have to see.
(Background: Mr. Verso (who shall henceforth be known as “Scooter”) and myself recently bought a house, and we have since set about exploring our neighborhood which is Montavilla/Mall 205/Gateway, more or less. As we explore our new area, hijinks ensue. One such adventure follows.)
I was at Target (pronounced: tarZHAY) recently, and as we were leaving we were behind these two older women with a cart whose speed could best be described as a ‘mosey’. These two women finagled the cart out the door and as we moseyed along behind them, these champions of support hose got going and they went WHAM!!!! Right into one of the concrete stumps that are there to prevent people from driving headfirst into the storefront and all that goings-on. The two of them realize what happened after a very interesting sound based on the contents of their cart, and it was very loud considering they were again, barely moseying along. Both of them, sort of surprised, look at each other and the driver says to the navigator (with a straight face!!) and I quote,
“Well, shoot-a-roonie! How did we manage to drive into THAT!??!”
Yes, kiddies. Shoot-a-roonie. At this point, being outside, I do my best to walk briskly and not appear as though I am running away from them, doing my best not to fall down laughing before I make it far enough away from them so it doesn’t look suspicious. As we get out of earshot, Scooter looks at me (with a straight face!!) and says in the most serious voice he can muster, “These are our new neighbors.” At which point I lost it and giggled so much I could hardly breathe. Once I was coherent again I replied “Our new neighbors? Well, shoot-a-roonie! Why didn’t we introduce ourselves??” and then giggled the whole way home. This is a word that is definitely making its way into my vocabulary. Jon called me later and I told him the story. He laughed as hard as I did. That’s why Jon is fabulous in every way. He gets it.
I have to wait till my DSL is in to get real access to anything, in the meantime I’m doing this on my lunch at work.
I have lots to post, it just won’t be immediate. I hope to get my line on Thursday, but I can’t guarantee that…
Talked to Jon over the weekend. We are determining a Saturday Night Live Movie rating system.
It’s Pat!-(description courtesy of Mr Cranky) So gawdawful that it threatens to rupture the very fabric of space/time with the overpowering force of its mediocrity.
Stuart Saves His Family-It isn’t bad, but LORD it isn’t good.
The Ladieth Man-Definitely worth a viewing on cheap movie night, or renting so you can watch it in your underpants, not necessarily worth getting dressed AND paying full price for.
A Night At The Roxbury-I’m enjoying this movie far more than I have any right to. I’m not supposed to like stuff as much as I like this.
So there you go. I may mention movies in the future and you’ll need this handy little rating scale.
In other news, I have these two little transformers-esque guys on my computer (or COMPUTAR as some would call it) called LunchBots. I had to get them because the card they were on was just too entertaining to resist. It’s a bowl of noodles and a can of tea and they have japanese labels across their fronts. It says “Can of tea transforms into Samurai Warrior” and “Bowl of soup morphs into ninja assassin!” so I got to giggling and I just couldn’t stop. It was terribly entertaining and I had to get them. So they stand on my cube like little sumo warriors and I love them. I was noticing earlier that they are supposed to be all like, badass, (samarai warrior! ninja assassin!) but they are all round and cute and don’t look evil at ALL. I guess they’re kind of like me. I want to be all badass, but really I’m just not.