Friday, February 4, 2011

Shit sandwich

Well, let's see.

So far, this hasn't been the best week ever.
On Sunday, my car was broken into and my headunit was stolen. They broke a window and took it right out of the dash. The left my iPod in the glovebox, my GPS and the radar detector (which was sitting on the dash).

Deductible is $250. Progressive called yesterday and quoted $867 for repairs, they then sent me a check for $225 to replace the headunit. So just over $1000 in damages/loss all for a three year old headunit that averages $75 on ebay now.

I'm driving a shitty Dodge Avenger, the whole interior is cheap, hard plastic. It's a lousy car and it's also way too big. Makes parking in the snowmageddon a real pain in the ass. I almost had to Dukes of Hazzard my way out the window the other day.

Oh yea, we got 20 motherfucking inches of snow overnight on Tuesday. I never want to shovel again. It sucks.

Courtney found three gray hairs on my head last night... first ones. Damn.

Next week, I go for surgery to remove my tonsils, adenoids and fix my deviated septum... I should be off work for two weeks. I'm kinda nervous and have no idea what to expect.

More to come...

Thursday, December 9, 2010

There's a blog about me talking in my sleep, fo reals.

Yea, so apparently, I talk in my sleep... Courtney is recording it on a blog.

Yup, I'm clearly retarded.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

The bourbon porkan pie.

Okay all you bitches. The holidays are almost upon us. Thanksgiving is a scant few hours away. Naturally, the best way to celebrate how awesome we are is to eat ourselves into oblivion (besides, trying to find blankets infected with smallpox to gift to people is getting more difficult as years pass, so this is the next best thing).

Now, despite being a heterosexual male who is incapable of folding laundry and has never once matched up his socks after said laundry was completed, forcing the daily event of "where are two matching socks?"... but that's not the point... Despite my shortcomings in the laundry department (not owning an iron or even knowing how to use one) I am capable of putting together food that is damn near edible.

Today, I'm going to drop a fucking five pound pan of knowledge on your ass in the shape of a pecan pie. Be warned, this is no ordinary pecan pie. This pie not only includes a healthy dose of Maker's Mark bourbon, but damn near an entire pound of smoked maple bacon. FUCK YES, AMERICA!

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

New Years Eve

So I'm going to be spending New Years Eve on the East Coast this year.
Courtney's family lives just outside of Atlantic City, so I'm going to fly to Philly the morning on the 30th and then head to Absecon to kick it Jersey style.

I'm really looking forward to doing something completely different for NYE. I think we're going to stay at the Chelsea the first night, which should be really sweet, looks like a badass hotel.

We might also try to bounce up to NYC for a day, which is cool, since I've never been... in fact, I've never really seen the Atlantic (I went to Bermuda when I was 5, but that doesn't really count).

No idea what we're doing for NYE yet, but I don't care, I'm looking forward to it.

Then we're going to hop in her Turbo Beetle on the 3rd or 4th and drive back to the Chi. Kick Ass.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Feeling good

Things are pretty good right now. I'm totally fine with that.

Monday, October 11, 2010

I'm kinda frustrated right now.

Y'know, I try really hard to contribute to my department and my employer as a whole. For the longest time, I've felt like the IT Bitch, since I'm undoubtedly the lowest paid person in my 3-man department, and yet, I'M always the one coming in on my days off to fix shit. I was finally feeling like this was all paying off and people were taking notice at what I do for this place... All it takes is one little thing though and I'm right back at the bottom.

I have a transponder that allows me access to the parking garage without getting a ticket. It's convenient as hell, but it also affords me access to the garage after hours when I need to be here overnight for a project or something like that. I've had it for 3 years.

Today, I was asked to surrender it, because a new hire needs it and I had the 'spare' (even though I didn't have the spare, I had the one that belonged to my old boss). So now I don't have one. Yes, I know it's not a big deal, but it's definitely a perception thing. Three people in the department and only one doesn't have the magic key to the garage... me, the IT Bitch.

I'm just venting, my boss (who didn't agree with me giving it up) said that he was going to make sure a new one was ordered, but still it's kinda shitty and I'm feeling sorta kicked aside again. Hooray Monday.

I had a work related dream last night...

I received a call from a staff member who was having a difficult time with PCReservation (I'd explain it, but I'm sure you can figure it out, you're a sharp cookie).

I tried to walk them through the problem over the phone, but it wasn't working out. I told them I'd be right down. When I arrived, I asked which PC wasn't working. They pointed to the offending computer... it was a motherfucking toaster oven. I said "Of course PCRes isn't working, this toaster oven only has 8MB of RAM!"

True story.