The Yeti Cave

Moved

2005-08-31T19:53:00.000-07:00

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...

2005-06-07T03:42:00.000-07:00

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....

2005-05-17T14:11:00.000-07:00

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...

2005-04-29T00:04:00.000-07:00

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...

2005-04-27T18:24:00.000-07:00

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.....

2005-04-18T06:04:00.000-07:00

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.....

2005-04-05T20:16:00.000-07:00

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.

Some peoples kids....

2005-04-02T10:04:00.000-08:00

You really can bet on anything these days it seems. Currently it seems that the major betting line is who is going to be the next pope. I swear, some peoples freakin children should be allowed to be aborted legally after proving themselves to possess a certain level of retardation and measurable lack of tact. Anyway, now that my back is kinked up I am going to go stare at an interesting raven that just flew by the window. Gods it's nice to be easily distracted by bits of string and shiny objects. I must have been a raven in another life.

My kingdom for a Cert....

2005-03-30T21:08:00.000-08:00

Wow. What I wouldn't have given to have my certifications again. I could have just made about $100 for doing an hour and a half's worth of spyware removal. At least back in St. Louis that is what I would have charged. Actually, I would have charged like $50, just cause I am to nice to flagrantly "overcharge". But I am extremely good at tracking down spyware, adware, and general malware and removing it. Anyway, that was fun. Now if I just wasn't freaking so broke it is unreal. Anyway, time for another sandwich. First time I have been able to eat since like 6am. Go eat, I am.

A Random Posting.....

2005-03-30T10:28:00.000-08:00

So I haven't posted in a couple of days figured I might as well do it now. Sitting at work waiting for everyone in the training class to figure out how the heck to do a tax filing. It's not like it's that hard to take the information given and do the software interview and fill in the freakin answers. Some of the things you have to learn to do tech support for tax software.

So tonight I am suppose to go over to this girls house to fix her computer for her. Wow, it's like a tech support theme today. She has some saie101.exe trojan dumper virus that I get to try and remove for her.

Hopefully my pension check comes in tommorow. I am dead broke and don't want to borrow money from the roommates. I appreciate them offering but I really hate borrowing money. Always have for some reason. But it looks like I am going to need to. My pension check isn't going to cover me for the next week and a half till I get paid at work. Especially since I overdrafted my bank account by $0.74 and so they charged me $19.00. Stupid gas stations up here and charging a $1.00 network atm fee just for buying a pack of smokes on my card. I had exactly enough to pay for the smokes except for that stupid fee I forgot about.

Hopefully after this contract is up the 15th of April I will be able to transfrer to a new contract. Supposedly several departments are ramping up for new contracts. Cause I kinda like this place. Would like to stick it out and not have to find a new job in two weeks. Oh well, I think we are finally starting again. So go back to work while I do the same.

It's official...

2005-03-23T20:00:00.000-08:00

So yup. It's official. I got stood up. Don't know if it technically counts as being stood up since I don't really know if it was an actuall date or not. Oh well. Crap happens. She at least did answer the phone the third and final time. I work on the three stikes and out policy. If we decide to give it a try again I will aim more towards a public place. Like a sushi bar...mmmmmmmm......sushi. At least that way if I get stood up again I can still eat sushi. Anyway, dinner is ready. Time to eat.

I hope it's not always like this.....

2005-03-23T19:18:00.000-08:00

So was suppose to go on a "date" tonight. I guess you could call it that. First date I would have been on not only since moving up here last week but the first one in like three or fours years. So far it's not looking to good. Was suppose to go over to her house for dinner, meet the roommate, etc. She said to call but so far I have called twice. First time got the machine, second time it just rang alot and no answer.

So, I really hope all "dating" in this area isn't like this. I really hate being stood up. Hurts and pisses off. Oh freakin well.

My Roommates Uncles Blog

2005-03-21T21:29:00.000-08:00

Glassdog weblog. God this place is funny. You have to scroll down to the terms of service

Mmmmm Energy Beer.....

2005-03-21T20:40:00.000-08:00

So, first day at work was boring but okay. I have been labeled as part of the "Peanut Gallery" Seems my class clown stylings of high school/college translate well into the workplace. I make it "lively".

Just tried some new energy drink/beer called Sparks. Is really good. Trying to meet people on yahoo personal ads. Not really going to good. Have gotten all of like 2 people to actually talk to me out of the tons I have tried. Granted they are both really cool and I hope something more comes out of it.

Friends, Girlfriend, I need them all. Sucks not knowing anyone but your roommates.

Local Artist

2005-03-20T15:50:00.000-08:00

So, I found a really good local artist. Found her through a Yahoo Personals ad, but that is another story for another time. Here is the link to her blog which contains some of her music. I will add a permanent link to her on the Friends list also.

Mmmmm Sushi......

2005-03-20T10:58:00.000-08:00

So last night the roommates took me out to a sushi bar. See in St. Louis the closest thing there was to sushi was the few chinese food buffet places would make up some cucumber rolls and throw them out there but no one ever really ate them. The general consenus is "Ewwww, raw fish! Like totally gag me with a spoon!"

Seems that the Portland area is just fat with such places though. I mean it was a half hour wait just to get a "boof" for 4 people. I must say though that I am gonna enjoy living around here. Sushi + Me = teh win! So far my favorite is the Spicy Tuna Hand roll and the House Roll. The California Roll is good also. I also tried eel for the first time last night. Who knew that those things were edible.

Now that I have discovered sushi bars, found a job, and am mostly settled in (this damned place is still confusing) the only thing left to do is to find a girlfriend. As my friend Spanky back home would say "Where's all the white women!"

The Wheels on the bus go.....

2005-03-18T19:51:00.000-08:00

So I put my sister on the bus today. Was one of the hardest things I think I have ever done. I was all fine up until I hugged her right before she got onto the bus. Then I got all choked up and barely made it back to the van before I started crying. On a related note the trip to the bus station was fine. The trip back was nuts. I think I got lost a minimum of 3 times. The street designers in Oregon were smoking something, and they decided to have jokes with the street names. One of the streets I got turned around on was a street named "N Going St" I thought about hooking a chain to it and dragging it to city hall before impaling an engineers car with it.

In other news I got hired at a place called Stream Inc. Roommate says it's not the greatest place in the world to work. Supposedly they go through people like Paris Hilton goes through paparazzi. Going to do the training thing at least to have money and try and get an interview at WinnCo setup for after 5pm so if I can get that job instead I will just go there.

I think it is time for a Girl Scout Cookie, now made with 10% more REAL Girl Scouts.....Yum on a bun!

And so it begins...

2005-03-17T20:43:00.000-08:00

So, I have tried to publish this mother humping post twice now and every time the evil blog gnomes have eaten my post. So I am now going to be writing them in notepad first then Copy/Pasting them to the blog. In other news the real fun begins in my life now. Filling out applications, stressing over money, sending sister back home, trying to get a job, trying to find friends/girlfriend, vainly attempting to get laid (it is about to be two years since the last time I have had sex), etc.

So I take my sister into Portland tommorow and put her on a Greyhound back to St. Louis, MO. Spring Break is almost up for her and she has to go home to go to school, go to work, pay bills, etc. I am gonna have a hard time watching her get on the bus and leave tommorow. That and it is gonna be really weird without her around for awhile. She has been my best friend for almost my whole life and for the past year or so she has been my only "real" friend. I lost all my others when I quit doing drugs. All except for her, Eric, and Jamie (E & J are two of my internet friends I have known since Al Gore {Insert Sarcasm} invented the internet). Without my mom & sister I couldn't have done this move. My mom gave me the $800 I used to get up here and pay my first months rent and my sister has spent almost $500 on getting me all settled in and getting things I need. It makes me feel really bad that they have spent all this money on me. I hate oweing people, and I despise feeling like a bum that has to be supported by other people.

In other news the long process of filling out applications has begun. First the credit/background check to live here. I don't even want to think about what is gonna happen if I don't pass that one. Then comes the job applications. God I despise those things. Hopefully I get the job at WinnCo like immediately. One it pays fairly good, and two it means I can stop filling out these tools of the antichrist. That and I really need the money. I am almost broke and my insurance comes out on Tuesday via autopay. I of course don't have enough to cover it. Knowing my luck it will come out before my sister can pick up my last two paychecks and deposit them. I will overdraft and will end up only getting one last check instead of the two I am suppose to and that one will barely cover the charges and leave me with $0.10

I had alot more I wanted to write and had wrote but the desire for a smoke and another beer is forcing me to loose my train of thought. So go get a Fat Tire Amber Ale and leave me alone for tonight. Cause I sure am.

Honey I'm Home

2005-03-16T17:07:00.000-08:00

So, I have arrive in Portland, OR and I am all moved into my new place. All that there is now is to get a job, get a girlfriend, and get some friends. I mean I have friends (the guy I am living with) but Yeti cannot live on one friend alone. The trip was longer than hell. Took 4 days to drive from St. Louis, MO to Beaverton, OR. My sister coming with me helped alot. I couldn't have done this move without my sister and my mom. Without them I wouldn't have had the money to move here or been able to buy all the furniture and stuff that I need to get buy. My mom gave me the money to move and my sister bought me all kinds of spiffy new things for my room. Things like a bedding set (Comforter, Bed Spread, Sheets, Pillows, Pillow Cases, etc.), shelves for my room, a lock box, etc.

In other news the freakin goverment took my taxes and applied them to god only knows what the fuck. I mean they could have freakin asked me at least. Though granted I would have told them not only hell no, not only hell fucking no, but HELL MOTHER FUCKING NO! I was counting on that money to live on for awhile until I could get a job up here and get some pay checks flowing in. I still have two more paychecks coming from my old job back in St. Louis, and of course I get the pension checks every month from the place my dad worked at before he died. But that is not going to be very much money at all.

I am going with Eric tommorow to find out where the Greyhound bus station, apply at the grocery store where him and his wife work, and get shown around the town a bit. This freakin place looks like it is confusing as hell. There seems to be no direct route to get to anywhere. And Eric says that actuall Portland is even worse. And I need to know my way around anyway. Especially Friday because I have to take my sister to the bus station to take a Greyhound back to St. Louis and he has to work.

So anyway, I have lost my train of thought and I guess it is time for me to end this fucking farse of an impossibly long blog post. Go away and search for porn or something.

Insert Witty Title Here

2005-03-05T11:02:00.000-08:00

So amist all of the psychotic getting ready for the "BIG" move crap I noticed that no one reads my blog. Now, if you scroll down you will notice I originally said I don't care if anyone reads it. Seems that is the odd thing about the internet. You throw your wad of personal drivel onto the big bad web and suddenly your whole outlook changes. You suddenly expect people to read it and begin to get quite crestfallen when you get no feedback and no visitors. Funny thing that internet, does all sorts of strange things to people.

In other news I got my Missouri tax return back but not my federal one yet. Me and my mom filed our taxes online at the same time and she even got a letter saying hers might be in earlier whereas I didn't. Yet my state came in before any of hers did, odd.... My sister got her pension check but I didn't and they almost always come at the same time. Funny how things have a way of messing with you. Especially money, and especially when you really need it. Money and the internet. Yea, they both mess with you.

One step forward, Two steps back

2005-03-03T22:43:00.000-08:00

Have done a ton of work on my van here lately getting ready to move to Oregon. Took it to get the emissions test done today and failed it. Seems only part I failed on is the Hydrocarbon emissions by .57, it's suppose to be at 1.60 and I was at 2.17. Seems there is to much unburnt fuel entering my exhaust. So I gotta do even more work on it.

In other news I gave my two weeks notice at work tonight. Everyone is being super encouraging at work. Gonna ask the Head Chef if he will write a letter of recomendation for me before I leave. It is gonna suck a bit to be leaving mostly because I finally found a job that I really like with people that I get along with and extremely cool bosses. Everyone there really likes me also.

Kinda apprehensive about the move, yet at the same time exited. Gonna miss my family. I mean I have lived away from home, but never quite to this degree. Me and my little sister have always been basically best friends and for the last year she has been my only friend. Gonna be tough for awhile till I get use to not being able to at least catch a bus across town to see my sister or drive over to moms house to get a hair cut.

*shrug* Time to move on I guess. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I don't know, just............

Jumping on the blogging bandwagon

2005-03-01T20:45:00.000-08:00

So yea, I went ahead and jumped on the whole "blog bandwagon". Figured what the hell. What can it honestly hurt? Not like anyone is gonna actually read any of it anyway, and if they do who cares. Helps me get shit off my chest, and god only knows only thing I got more of on my chest than hair is issues. Honestly I got the idea from a buddy of mine over at http://justaname.blogspot.com/ His blog seemed to help him so I figured maybe doing one will give me some sort of creative output.

Speaking of that buddy he recently offered me a great chance. I was getting kicked out of the place I am staying at by the lady who owns the house. (She has a some huge thing against men or some crap and it seems I epitomize every man in existance to her. *shrug*) Well, Eric (my buddy) offered to let me move in up there with him. Thing is he lives in Oregon and I currently live in St. Louis, MO. This is about 2057 miles away. But I have been wanting to move to the west coast for awhile and this area hasn't been the best for me anyway. He needs the help since his wife is having major medical problems and I need the change of area since I am having major personal problems.

So.......It looks like in about 2 weeks or so I will be moving. The next two weeks should prove to be fun.....

Okay, enough of my life. Time for me to stop and you to go away.