Monday Mission v2.29 baby!
Do you remember your first encounter with computers? Tell me about that.
It was the sixth grade and our class was the only one being introduced to computers. I was in those gifted and talented honors courses starting in the sixth grade, so we got preferential treatment in everything. I think what everyone was most jealous of was that we got to go on one field trip per week to somewhere cool, which we dug big time. Hehe… Anyway, we got to play around on Apple IIe’s and learn how to code in BASIC. It was cool, but nothing terribly glamorous. Shortly thereafter I convinced my dad to get me a Commodore 64 computer and all I did was game on it. 😆 I loved the Summer and Winter Games on it.
How late can you stay up and still be functional the next day? Do you do that very often?
While in college I was notorious for staying up till 8am at the computer labs and coming back to goto sleep. That went on for a semester or so. 🙂 Nowadays, I can probably make it until 3am and still be able to function the next day @ work. I don’t do it very often nowadays because I need to be rather fully aware in my line of work. I’d hate to think of losing my job while passed out on top of the servers in the middle of an important update. 😆
When was the last really good hug you got from another adult? Who was it and what was the situation?
I’m big time into hugs, especially when being with friends. I think the last big hug I got from anyone was from Karen the last time we hung out. I think we were just saying goodbye to each other after our game of pool.
One thing about children is that they all like to draw. We all shared the same ability and skill level at one time. Do you still like to draw? (Not do you think you draw well, or do others, but do you like to?) If not, how come? Did you get discouraged at some point?
I loved to draw when I was in the eighth grade and the beginning of high school. I was actually pretty good, but I drew mostly of rock metal things, like the design for the Guns N’ Roses Appetite for Destruction album cover or the Eddie album covers of the Iron Maiden albums. Back in the eighth grade, most of my friends had me draw stuff like that for them. I stopped drawing in high school because I lost my drive for it and did not find it interesting anymore. Actually, it happened around the time I got my first guitar now that I think about it.
I way overslept today. I had to head to work with no shower (don’t get too close), and I am not in the best of moods. Have you ever overslept on a day you had something important going on? What’s the story there?
I usually missed early morning exams in college. Usually from partying and drinking too much the night before or spending it in the computer lab. I can’t remember the last time I overslept for something though that was terribly important. I usually make it a point to either sleep early, or set numerous alarms around me so that I do not oversleep.
Ever go shopping for something you know you can’t afford? You look at it and even think about how it will look when you get it home, somehow you justify the cost and believe it can happen? And just before you get to the counter come to your senses? What was the last thing you almost bought, but thought better of it? And why the heck do we do that to ourselves?
Actually, that is not the case for me. I almost never buy something I can’t afford because I prefer paying cash for everything. Thus, if I do not have the green to pay for it, I can’t get it. However, the few times that I do buy something that is a little out of my league it winds up biting me in the ass later in some way or another. Like my car will be on the fritz, or a bill I forgot to pay off suddenly appears… Stupid crap like that happens to me, so I rarely let anything like that happen. If I want something that bad, I’ll usually look it up on eBay and get it significantly cheaper or just save money from each paycheck to get it later.
(It begins again…) It’s all such a blur now. I’d asked you to help me wake up but the alarm didn’t go off. It was 10 till and just I knew I’d be late. Somehow you got me here on time. How did you do that?
I threw some cold water on your oversleeping ass buddy.
BONUS: Can’t you see, you belong to me?
How my poor heart aches with every step you take.
Every move you make
Every vow you break
Every smile you fake
Every claim you stake
I’ll be watching you
GREAT freaggin’ song and video. It’s a damn shame this no talent asshole had to defile such a powerful song.
On goes the saga with Devina’s neighbors.
If you remember from a couple of weeks ago, her neighbor, crusade boy, took the blame for hitting Devina’s parked car. It was however the wrong story. It seems, he lent voodoo lady his car (after only knowing her a few days) and as she backed out, she hit Devina’s car. All he did was cover up for her mistake and told Devina he would pay for it all. So, Devina gets the estimate for the damage (a ripe 1300 bucks) and she went to crusade boy with this information. He figured it would cost at most one or two hundred bucks, so he freaked when he heard this amount. How the hell would he think something so ridiculous is beyond me, but he up and shit himself when he heard that amount. As we figured insurance was going to have be involved in this whole mess.
So, Friday night, he tells voodoo lady about this all (as she is mysteriously moving out mind you) and she really starts to freak out about it… Devina goes down to talk about it with both of them and I call the police to get a police report filled out. The police get there and they all hash it out and it turns out voodoo lady gave crusade boy a different name than her real name. It also turns out she had no driver’s license and that she’s really from Maryland. She gave the police officer a new address and a new name, but I’m willing to bet a ton of money, they are all fake as well. Anyway, theres two options that the officer told us all to take if we so chose to. The first would be to not involve insurance at all and have everyone settle money wise. This would mean that Devina would pay to get the car fixed and than voodoo lady would have to give her the money at a later date.
Ummmm…. yeah. And monkeys might fly out of my butt.
The second option, would be to go through insurance. Devina would take in the car to get fixed and her insurance pays for it. Then, her insurance company would contact crusade boy’s insurance company and get the money from them. Crusade boy’s insurance company would then go right after voodoo lady and grab the money from her in some way. Of course this is assuming the address she gave the police was a valid one.
Obviously we’re going with the second option. Crusade boy however, truly does believe that voodoo lady will come up with the $$$, so Devina gave him until Tuesday to get her the entire amount. If he does not get voodoo lady to come up with the lovely green stuff, Devina’s placing a call to the insurance company and all will fix itself the proper way. Unfortunately, we think he’s going to haveta flip the bill for a few things, but that’s what he gets for moronically lending his car to a complete stranger without a driver’s license. I mean how brain dead can you be right? Some people have to learn their lessons the hard way. :sigh:
This weekend was cool… Devina and I trekked to IKEA so that I could get a computer desk for the spare room. I’m not as agile and flexible as I used to be, so sitting on the floor typing away makes my legs and fat ass hurt something fierce. I know, it’s a sad shame, but at least I bought a really cool computer desk. It’s the Jerker series and we were able to place all of my geek equipment on it to make room for more stuff like my amp and guitars in the room. 🙂 It’s even got this awesome attachment to hold a CPU on the side of it to keep it out of site. I’ll haveta remember to take a pic of it the next time I am down there. Here’s one variation of what we got below: