I’ve been meaning to start doing this a while back, but like most things that require effort, I’ve been too lazy. I’ll try and make this a semi-regular thing… meaning weekly at most, and whenever I remember at least. I’ll try to explain why it is I keep this song around/listen to it frequently, though it may be as simple as I like it. This week’s song: Michelle Wright – I Will Be There (please download and save before playing). Why this song? Well, primarily, because it reminds me a lot of a close friend of mine who, to put it rather nicely, was going through hell for about a year. To prevent her own embarrassment, I won’t enter into specifics, but suffice it to say there were a few nights, and this she’s admited to me, where my staying up and talking to her was pretty much the only thing keeping her from losing it. That girl can match wits with the best of ’em, and to have a conversation with her you’d never know she’d been through hell and back unless you were watching her go through it. She’d probably drink you under the table, too, but that’s a whole other issue not related to the fact she’s gone through hell; she can just put ’em back. And there’s your insite into my psyche.
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The weekly MP3…
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Wo. GMail is a spam bucket.
Of the currently 24 messages sitting in my junkmail folder, 10 of them are from GMail addies. This is not encouraging me to give any more thought to getting an account past the half second’s thought I gave it when it first started accepting accounts. Of course, someone invited me anyway, but… eh. So, GMail officially joins hotmail on my list of blacklisted companies. Sorry to people who actually legitimately use GMail, but I don’t like green eggs and spam. I still know when I get an email that’s been caught by the server, so as long as it’s not blatantly advertising viagra, it’ll make it to my inbox, eventually (I do, occasionally, have to manually push a legitimate email through) and I’ll reply to it if it warrants a response. If you’re the paranoid type, then warn me before you mail me, or use an addie that isn’t GMail. I love free email providers, really I do. Unfortunately, so does joe31001 who’s selling replica rolex watches–I had a mailbox full of those from hotmail addresses a few weeks ago. Amusing, considering anyone who knows me knows I don’t even wear a watch… kinda useless, given the uh, rather… lacking in sight. Ah well, it makes me feel popular anyway, and I don’t see 99% of the junk except in a list of addresses and their associated subjects every night. Now, if I can just figure out how to make Spam Assassin block emails coming from Microsoft Outlook and/or Outlook Express, regardless to address, I’ll be laughing. God knows those programs are viruses with email client add-ons. Yay microsoft, and such. And… that’s the extent of what I have to write about tonight. That would be depressing, but I think I’ve filled my weekly fit-bitching and criticizing quota. If I’m wrong, you’ll know tomorrow.
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I wanna be a football player if I grow up!
A likely start to a conversation one very unfortunate college football player had with his parent(s) at the age of 6. Who’d of known, just 16 years later, he’d be trying his best Terminator immitation instead? I know it’s in the US constitution that it’s perfectly alright to carry a gun… but methinks he went just a little tiny bit overboard. Hunting season’s in 2 months, Maurice.
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Ah, Sony. Where the stupid live and the idiots shop.
Stupid. Expecting people to go for yet another closed content environment when there’s so much more available *without* their supposed DRM (digital rights management) software getting in the way. Idiotic: actually buying the crap rather than getting the same thing legally, free, and without 50 gazillion restrictions that all boil down to “God forbid you let someone else use it.”. Hm, between DRM and MP3 players that don’t work 32 days after you buy ’em, I haven’t the foggiest how they manage to stay in business. Oh, yes… right. The need to replace ’em after the 32 day break. You’d think people would learn to switch brands.
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Some wake-up calls are not good things to have.
And, when your power goes out 5 minutes before you plan to shower, that’s not a wake-up call you want to have any part of… especially when you’re not on municipal water, and so depend on electricity for your running water… kinda like us. So, there was lots of excitement to be had… and I didn’t even have to leave the house. Our power *just* came back about 10 minutes ago, more or less, so now I’m kind of somewhere between doing the panic run around the house making sure nothing decides it wants to crap out on us, and contemplating whether or not to risk jumping in the shower to have the power go out yet again. Ah, what the hell. Hydro company made me wait this long… and unless they want another phone call from me, that’s as long as they’re gonna make me wait for the rest of the week. I got crap to do, and more things to rant about later.
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Ah, the randomness.
Though not entirely unplanned, it was still fun. By ‘it’, I do mean spending a good 2 hours taking a walk by the waterfront and doing absolutely nothing. Nothing that didn’t involve coffee, anyway. Sometimes, I’m very thankful for places like Tim Horton’s. It’s kinda sad, in a… “thank the gods” kinda way, that is… when that’s the most productive thing I’ve done all day, but eh, until certain individuals who deserve no mention on here save to be proverbially poked in the eye actually call me back about certain job opportunities, both in the making and coming up, this is all the productive I want to be doing today.
I have officially decided the firing off of job applications is getting me nowhere, so it’s now time for plan B: narrow my options and kick down doors. I’ve got a few things lined up, one of which has been referenced here a few times already and others will be when something significant actually comes of them, so now I think if I can concentrate on those things for now, I’ll… *probably*… at the very least get my foot in the door. And, at the absolute worst case, someone’ll slam said foot in said door. But eh… that’s what high pain tolerence is for! And now, with that thought in mind and on paper (uh, relatively speaking?), I now go remind my aunt I want to borrow her Constantine DVD before she goes ‘n forgets on me. So, because I’m lazy, unmotivated and uncreative, I shall steal one of Buttercup’s famed lines–goodnight, keedz! -
Some people’s logic is just laughable.
Or maybe it’s the 4:30-ness of the post that’s doing it. I dunno. If you didn’t have permission to write a book about someone in the first place, would you later sue said person for *anything* related to said book, and then order said person to officially endorse said book, and write a positive review for it, whether they like/agree with the book or not? If you said no, you’re smarter than she is. And, on top of that, she wants over $200000 in damages. For a book she didn’t have permission to write/publish in the first place. I mean, I’m not a Clay Aiken fan, but… guh. Oh the stupidity. Where’s my shotgun?
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Who says TV sucks at 1:30 in the morning?
I just sat in the kitchen eating and watching Cheers. And, before someone asks why I wasn’t in the living room where I could actually see the TV, read my profile. God, talk about a show that stays just as good now as when it was originally on–if my memory serves, that would have been when I was 6…ish. Or younger. I believe I shall demand that series on DVD for Christmas. Or get off my cheap, lazy ass and buy it myself. In the meantime, though… there’s another episode coming on, so… g’night ‘n things.
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I give you, the latest AOL marketting inovation!
But not really. It would appear, however accidentally, everyone’s favourite ISP has proven why it is they’re loved completely and totally to death. In an act of unrivaled brilliance, they’ve released some rather… critical user information. While search queries *usually* aren’t anything to be worried about, you ever done a search on your own name? Or a phone number you have/had? Or anything like that? Apparently, some of the released information contains just that. Oh, but that’s just the beginning. How much information, you ask? Well, okay, so maybe you don’t. Since when have I cared? Without compression, there’s… something like 2 gigs of information that’s gone and oops… been leaked. And this, ladies and gents, is what makes AOL awesome. I don’t know why it is we haven’t switched over yet. I mean really… what *are* my parents thinking?
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The world’s shortest personality test.
Your Personality Profile
You are dreamy, peaceful, and young at heart.
Optimistic and caring, you tend to see the best in people.
You tend to be always smiling – and making others smile.You are shy and intelligent… and a very hard worker.
You’re also funny, but many people don’t see your funny side.
Your subtle dry humor leaves your close friends in stitches.
Surprisingly… accurate, for something I picked completely at random. Scared, now…