Moved

Anyone that cares, which I doubt there is anyone I have moved to a new blog. I am now at myspace. The addy is here or www.myspace.com/theno1yeti See you there

Life marches on...

So yes I have been slightly remiss in posting as of late, I realize this. Per usual I have been playing exhorberant amounts of World of Warcraft as of late. Really not much to talk about per se. Work continues on as usuall. Still in training for about another three weeks before I actually hit the call floor. All I can say about that is "Thank God!". I mean don't get me wrong I enjoy the training class for the most part, but, the constant story time is really starting to get on my nerves. I look at it like this; I come there to learn how to do a job that they hired me to do, and that job is not to tell idiosyncratic stories about pointless topics. Of course there are several people in class that are really getting on my nerves. The first we shall call Mr. M. Well Mr. M does nothing but whine, bitch, and bemoan his current lot in life and how dirty his ex-girlfriend (Who also happens to be his baby momma) is playing him. I am getting so fucking sick and tired of hearing the constant tirade over what she has done now, how lonely and pathetic he is, what mental problems he has, and so on and so forth. I have but one thing I wish I could say. Well make that two. One being STFU!!!!!! The other corelating to the first and that being "I am not your priest nor am I your shrink. Therefore it is with the highest degree of apathy I can muster that I tell you, I DON'T FUCKING CARE YOU PATHETIC LOSER HOSEBAG!" But that would be very HR unfriendly and wouldn't look good to the higher ups who I wish to impress into fast tracking me into a promotion. =D

However, I digress. The second person we shall call Mr. Pot Head. Well Mr. Pot Head is exactly what his name implies. You would think that Mr. PH wouldn't be working there as they have a drug testing policy. But NO!! He is quite fond of bragging about how he duped the drug test with his little condom full of frozen clean urine. So now I get to sit next to some neanderthalic moron reject who gets stoned before, during, and after work and can't even fucking muster the gumption to pay attention in class. Instead he has to constantly ask either the same exact thing that we just read about or ask something that if he actually paid attention and bothered to read what was on the screen in front of him would answer the question for him. And it doesn't help that Mr. PH is so brain dead that he cannot even form a cognizant let alone coherant sentance to save his life.

On top of all this I am the only person in class that doesn't feel the need to utter and explicative every three seconds or third word, whichever comes first. I am also one of the only people there that dresses Business Profesional or at least Business Casual every day per the dress code. The only exception to this rule is Fridays which is Casual day.

So in the end I wind up being the only person in class who makes a 100% on every test, every assessment, everything. Also I end up absolutely despising the people I work with because of this. It's bad enough that I learn faster than anyone else but now I have to deal with people who should be riding the short bus to work. I just keep reminding myself that the Apostle Paul said "Be as peaceable as possible with all men." and try to remain my calm. Yet usually within that very same thought process I am contemplating how to destory these people so that I don't have to deal with them anymore and my work experience will be that much better. Oh well. Time to get ready for work.

Remiss in my posting....

So I noticed I haven't posted in awhile. Should probably post more often. Roommate keeps bitching at me and Eric to post. Just have had my mind occupied with other things and haven't really known what to say.

Started my new job on Monday. For the next seven weeks I will be working from 5:00am - 1:30pm PST. Requires I get up early in the morning and go to bed early in the evening but at least I get the whole afternoon basically to myself. Money is going to be extremely tight for me for awhile. I owe rent for this month still and by the time my first paycheck comes I will owe rent for next month also.

On top of that I need to either get my van to pass DEQ and have it relicensed here or get at least Trip Permits till I can get that done, but I have to do it ASAP. I just realized that my tags are expired on my plates. I could have gotten the trip permits today but I almost forgot to take into consideration if I spent the last of my money on that how would I afford to put gas into the van to get to work for the next two weeks until I can get a paycheck. Quite a quandry actually. So for now I am forced to try and rely on the lack of Police presence in the area and the fact that my plates are from a state over 2000 miles away. So hopefully they won't be looked at to closely. That and I made sure to not wash my van yet so the plates are kinda dirty and slightly overshadowed by the recess in the back van door. God I pray so feverently that I make it two weeks. I really can't afford that ticket or to loose my van.

Especially not right now when it looks like things might finally start looking up and I stand to actually manage to get back up on my own to feet. Got a job that pays good and shows the promise of stability. Yea I got a job fairly fast upon moving here but it was just a stop gap really. I should have seen that and known better than to trust it but hey, I was desperate and excited.

Constantly feel like I am going to have an anxiety/panic attack at any moment here lately. Way to much stress. Unfortunately 99% of it stems from monetary issues. I swear to god I will be lucky if I don't end up with ulcers and a head of completely gray hair by the time I am 25. I'm already well on my way to the head of gray hair now. If I hadn't shaved my head again I would hate to see how even more gray it has gotten in the last month. Before I shaved it off the sides were almost entirely gray and it was starting to get quite streaked through the top/back.

Oh well, time to go play World of Warcraft. I realize that enveloping myself in it is a cheap attempt as escapism but I really don't care. I enjoy it, it doesn't hurt anyone, and it lets me almost (almost mind you, never completely) forget my troubles at least for a minute or two if that. I play a lvl 48 Tauren Warrior on the Gorgonnash server. I am an Officer in the guild Ronin Sky. One of the most close nit and nicest guilds there ever was or will be. The majority of the time anyway.

For the Horde!

An Epiphany...

So tonight while at the bar I had a sudden revelation. First off let me clarify. This was not your normal drunk "epiphany" as I was not drunk. It just happened that I was at the bar when this revelation struck me. What happened was as follows:

Someone asked the girl I was there with if me and her where "together" as in married, or dating. She replied with no. They then asked something along of lines of "Oh, so friends with benefits?" And once again the girl replied no, that we were in no way affliated with each other in any type of physical or romantic way.

Normally this would not have bothered me. True I am attracted to this particular girl, both physically and psychologically. I would not mind simply friends with "benefits", and I certainly by no means would mind a romantic relationship. It didn't even bother me that I was obviously attracted to her and she is obviously not to me.

What bothered me was that though my geographical location has changed my mental one has not. Granted I love it here in Oregon but deep down I am not truly happy nor fulfilled. I need something more. At first I thought this was simply a job and financial security. But upon closer scrutiny even this proved to be a shallow assertation. I need more from life. I am at a point in my life where I want security as a whole, both finacial and emotional. Then I realized that at the same time I NEEDED change.

I have come to realize that I have no true marketable skillset. My life up to this point has been akin to a compass spinning in circles. I have not been able to bear down upon my true north. Moving up here to Portland has been one of the greatest things I have ever done for myself. I now realize that my folly was that I moved here to soon. There are other things that I needed to do first.

It is with this weighty decision upon my mind that I have turned once again to the military. I feel that this particular venture can help me upon the path that I have been searching for. I have the basis of a strong technilogical skillset. Yet it is coarse and unrefined. I have also made many mistakes in my past that now hamper me in my search for ultimate maturity. The military can not only begin the polishing process that I feel I sorely need but also provide me with the tools to continue my personal refining process.

They will take what knowledge and abilities that I do have and not only refine them and build upon them but give me the means to do so even after I have left their service. This comes mainly in the way of training but most importanly in the monetary form.

The Army has never been my first choice but I believe it to be the best choice. The sign on bonus that I will hopefully recieve will allow me to give my roommates money to hold my room and my belongings for me for at least one year. This will prove fruitous not only to me but to them as well.

I have much more that I feel I must divulge but at this time it is nothing more than feelings and half formed mental vagueness. What I need now is time to think and seek my own personal mental council upon this matter. Rest assured that in the coming days I will divulge much more as it becomes clearer to me mentally. I feel already that this outpouring of thought and feeling has been beneficial already. Till then I bid you au'du (or however it is spelled)

Brain Fart...

So I realized I really should post something and then as soon as I reached this screen I completely forgot anything and everything that I wanted to post.

We do now have 5 working computers setup and on the internet. The 2k server, a 98 box, two XP boxes, and now my Redhat box. Went to Fry's the other day. That place is kind of interesting. Lots of electronics stuff just kinda jammed in there. Looks like what an electronics section at Sams Club would look like if they kicked everything else out of the store.

So my contract at Stream ended so now I am looking for work. Need to get a job and get a paycheck soon. I think rent is due soon.

I had more to write about but I can't think of it now. I think I need to play some Halo 2 or read some Anne McCafrey. Go away and come back after I make a real post.

I'm here why.....

So I'm sitting at work around 6am on a Monday morning in a call center that has been gutted of it's staff. Out of the multitude of people that were present Thursday & Friday less than thirty of us are left on Monday morning. I am still wondering how I got chosen to stay the extra week, and for that matter why I am even here. Chalk it up to my stupid inability to quit a job. Even one that I know is going to end in less than a week. Tech support for tax software, BAH! I say.

I did interview for the Adobe Tech job here but I was turned down on Friday for it. Seems that an innocent answer to their loaded question disqualified me. They asked "How much experience do you have in a call center?" and me being the eternal moron that I am replied with "You mean like a real call center?". Seems they don't like it when you infer that this isn't a real call center.

Bad part was that I didn't completely mean it the way it came out. Of course on some level I always mean everything I say. It's just that I wasn't thinking and my mouth took the opportunity to run away without me per usual. My mouth is either say the wrong thing or not saying the right thing when it should. I think I made a girl mad at me. At least according to my roommates. Seems I didn't get the hint when I called her last Sunday and I missed out on an oppurtunity.

I should really call her. Though I never know what to say when I call women. I'm not a "phone person". Yes I get the sense of irony seeing as my job entails answering phone calls all day. Anyway, time for me to go answer a phone. You do the same.

On the subject of techs and women.....

So I haven't updated in a few days. Just figured I would update all two of you who read this what has been going on. Went out on a date Saturday night. Went to a local bar that has a comedy club thing on the weekend. Comics were really funny and the girl was incredibly cool. Got along with her really good and she was incredibly cute also. That doesn't really matter but it did help. Her looks with her personality made for a really killer combination. Don't really know if she was as attracted to me or if there will be a second date or anything. I hope so. Would like to definately see more of her.

In other news the tech support job is going great. I love answering calls from people who can't use a computer, and can't do their taxes so they figure they would be able to do their taxes on the computer. I seem to be thriving upon the previously unfound levels of stupidity. Seems the more calls I answer the more my super powers grow. As the day progresses I seem to just more and more hyper and excitable. I come home and my roommate just LOVE me. Nothing greater than a 7 year old bouncing off the walls AND a 24 year old man bouncing off the walls.

Really hope that I will be able to transfer to a new contract with this place once this one ends at the end of tax season. I actually am getting to really like this place. Well, time to go eat stir fry I think. Or drink vodka and coke. Either way, go do the same yourself.