POST FIESTA

I had an awesome day at work. Partly, it was because I showed up at quarter after 10. With a hangover for Dan notonthisblog and Hex came over last night and drank here until 3 am. I was not complaining, but I did wake up a touch drunk. Thank you CTA!

And OMF wasn't there, which was nice. He's, well, he's an OMF! (our mutual friend: hint, lies).

Mainly, its because I'm continuing to redefine my role as a, "Project Manager." That title? That title can kiss my ass. I'm a team lead and a designer. I'm an architect by default. And I'm a programmer when my other devs are busy or have gone home. Lazy bastards. It was only 6.30 pm! Where were you? That's going to show up negatively on your next report, "will not work 10 hour days."

Wait, that's a good thing.

What am I finding? I don't mind paper work and documentation, but I'm not willing to do your part of it anymore. That big fancy thing that needs a total understanding of the business? Yeah, I'm not filling it out anymore. Ever. That thing can bite me. Guess what I don't have? If you said, "a total understanding of the business" you'd be correct. I'm gonna keep spreading my love of excel spreadsheets and trying to not deal with word documents unless necessary. And by, 'necessary,' I mean, "someone is going to die without this word doc."

Guess how many lives depend on me filling out a word doc form for a market research firm?

And now, I'm heading to the airport to pick up my girlfriend. Again. I went up last night at 7. She was, surprisingly to me, not there. She was, however, still in Mass. Whoops. Oh, and her flight wasn't supposed to get in until 9 pm tonight. It left at 7. From Mass. So, really, it left at 6 pm to me.

She is going to buy me a wall calendar and give me quizzes once a week about what's on there. I will not be amused.

New Years is coming up, happy tidings!
- posted by Pat @ 9:34 PM

 
Its been two weeks in this cold, pink lunged world I live in now. Not sure how much longer the writing on the wall will keep me crazy. I don't know if I can make it here, on the outside. In the land of health and clean breathing.

Also, you know what? Anti-smoking people have some serious propaganda/lies issues to work out. Smoking is, probably correctly, fined for causing all sorts of respiratory issues like, 'emphysema', 'coughing' and 'cancer.' It also causes snoring, OR SO THEY WOULD HAVE YOU BELIEVE. Guess what? I still sound like a 18 wheeler going up a mountain.

NO HABLA ES NON-SNORING.

I'm starting to remember why I did this bloggy thing, I was terribly, terribly bored...

I'm at my parents house the night before Christmas and I'm waiting for a friend to call me at like 11 pm. We'll see if I'm still awake. Or passed out dead in a ditch. How am I getting into the ditch? No idea. I'll be dead, see? So I'm unlikely to care as well.

Okay, off to try and read this article again: http://www.hardballtimes.com/main/article/fastball-slider-changeup-curveball-an-analysis/. Supposed to be awesome, but its got graphs and I keep trying to read it while I'm tired. Hoo-ray hardballtimes. How are you to full of science *and* baseball?
- posted by Pat @ 9:45 PM

 
What up me! I make no illusions as to who/what/where is reading this. I suppose I should also say hi to the spam-bots that will fill my comments section with offers for viagra, but fuck those guys. No good for your face.

I quit smoking last week. It has been one week and three hours since my last smoke, give or take 20 minutes of smoke induced time dilation. Thanks cravings! You're the best!

Additionally, altering your biochemistry, even if for the better, in a rapid fashion by, say, removing an entire set of inputs, (cancer + other cigarette stuffing), and replacing them with something else, (tomatoes? wtf? have I gone soft?) makes bad things happen. Don't believe me? You come over here and ask me how much I slept last night due to, 'internal discomforts.'

Do not mock my pain, I will smite you.

Like, with rocks and whatnot. Or maybe just ebola. I'm lazy and ebola does all the work for me.

Lesse, what else is new... I got a new tie. And a new keyboard. And still have my job and girlfriend. One of those things is a lie, one is a partial truth and two are completely true. GUESS WHICH TWO ARE REAL. HINT: THE THINGS I QUIT OR GET DUMPED BY HAVEN'T HAD THEIR SIGNATURE MOMENT YET.

I remain confused. And happy! Well, about the girlfriend. And mostly the job. Maybe. A little? Eh, something. I hear you can get fired for this kind of behavior. Hooray! Severance! Right?
- posted by Pat @ 10:41 PM