I'm gonna party like its 2004
minus the t-bombs.
Monday, January 29, 2007
oh hell, I'll drink the t-bombs if the bar knows how to make them.
I guess you could say I'm kinda pumped for my birthday this year. Well...i'm pumped every year. Know why I like birthdays? See it used to be...invite a bunch of people....get a bunch of presents. So the more the merrier. Now its like...you showing up is present enough. And this year, is looking pretty good. This year...even momma and poppa Hunka are making an appearance. I know, I know, having your parents at your party is lame. WRONG, just ask Jenn how cool my parents are at birthday parties. Heh. If I don't blog Wednesday morning, then you know why ;)
Zero points for creativity
I'm tired of drawing the mannequin. I've drawn he thing about a hundred times already. Why do I need to keep drawing it? So I draw it like she says. It's a long drawing. I'm talking like 2 hours and fifteen mins long. Thats a good chunk of our three hour class. Well I get done around the same time that some other people get done. And so she says draw the background. I get done there too...and get bored, and theres still like 45 mins left. So what do I do? I add hornes, a neclace, and a row of spikes down her head and back. There's still 20 mins left, so I add a pair of bat wings and the title across the top "Draw what you see!" I'm actually really happy with this drawing. It's well proportioned, It looks like a female figure, all the curves are there; the suttle tilt in her neck, the crook of her arm is the right angle, etc. THEN I had fun with it. Then I added all the extra stuff in it. So at the end of class the teacher comes around and says "Is that stuff in the background?" To which I reply "I started to have fun with it." "Save the fun for your sketch book, go ahead and erase all that" Now A)we don't turn in class drawings in for a grade, and B)I'm not taking this class for credit. So you better believe I didn't erase my new favorite drawing.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
I guess it's kinda hard going into a class twice a week knowing that you are going to get told what you LIKE to do, has no place here.
I mean...I get it. Shes the teacher, I'm the student, she knows the best way to teach a person to draw. But to sit there and talk about art and to explore different mediums and different styles, but to then stifle someones creativity...that just seems hypocritical to me.
Insomnia is a dish best served cold
I'm gonna blame Ed for this one. Well...that and my pride. Yes, its 6:40....yes, I've been at work for an hour already, and Yes...I woke up at 3:30, it just took me 2 hours to brave the cold that is 5:30 am to get to work.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Was it the red bull? Maybe. Was it the vodka? Surely not. All in all, Ed's birthday bash was a blast. Of course I realized about an hour into it that I was the only one drinking, so I had to remedy that situation. So I bought the whole table a round of shots. But I was careful...no red bull, I didn't want to not get a good nights sleep. T-bombs are a thing of the past. Then Ed, in his infinite wisdom, decides Jaeger Bomb would be a good choice...and my pride gets the best of me and me and him do them. 5 hours later I had finished drinking, went home, slept and was already awake again. I blame the red bull. On the upside? I'll be done working at what...1:30?
I did a bad thing. I bought a MacMini. It's the same EXACT model I sold to Simplified Computers when it was new. So I bought something I used to have for free. The up side is i sold it to them for 400, and bought it for 175, so, I still made some cash off the thing.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Anyways, the point of the story is Ed and I set up a server the other night on it. I really just wanted a place for me to FTP large files to, and then set up some sort of VNC thing, so it wont have to have a monitor attached to it. But then we also set up a web server. So I can now host websites on my MacMini. So we are going along, setting this thing up and Ed asks..."Do you have a domain name?"
I had forgotten to register a .com! Luckily I had purchased a .com a year ish ago, as a gift, but the sites been down for some time, so we just transfered that over to my mac mini.
So now I'm all set up. The only sad part is I wanted to kinda learn how these things worked...and Ed just kinda made them happen, but thats ok. Now I can poke around a bit and learn more.
Tonight is also my first Drawing class at Parkland. I draw like a 6 year old...this is gonna be interesting to say the least.
I am NOT gay.
Just because a guy takes care of himself. Cleans up every once and awhile and has the sense to match his shoes to his belt....does NOT make him gay.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
And yes, I look at other guys, and I compare myself to them. Don't tell me you've never seen a cute outfit on another girl, or compared your breasts to hers. If you can do it...I can do it. It doesn't make me gay...it means I pay attention. I'm not in love with the other guy, I just think he also has a good sense of what to wear.
And don't forget what attracted you to me in the first place...I was lookin good somewhere with my hair done and my contacts in and my shoes matching my belt. And I can guarantee I was telling a story, and being animated and you liked it. You are not allowed to back pedal now.
To catch a theif
I didn't want to blog about this till AFTER they caught him, but the sting went down this morning, so I feel I feel it's ok to write about this.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
So last Saturday I was working at Simplified Computers and I get a call.
"Yeah, I just picked up my laptop, and I'm having the same problems I had when I came in."
"Ok, well bring it back in and we will take care of it asap"
So he says he will be in right away. So I call over Tony and ask what the deal was and what we were supposed to do, etc. Turns out, we were supposed to remove a password that showed up when you turned the computer on. So I get the work order up and get ready for a fight. The guy comes in and before he's even up to the counter (you have to walk across the whole store to get to the counter) he's asking for a manager or something. I tell him there is no manager here on weekend, but that I would take a look at it RIGHT now. So he gives me the laptop, and sure enough...turn on the computer, it asks for a password.
"Sir we don't have techs here on weekends, but I will put this directly on the techs bench and they will get to it first thing Monday. It will be done by Monday afternoon"
That seemed to satisfy him, and he left. That's when I realized that we were closed Monday, because of the New Year. So now I have to work on this laptop right away, so that we don't disappoint the customer. I open it up and hit enter at the log in screen.....IT GOES TO THE DESKTOP! We blanked the password but had not told the computer to not ask for the blank password. Whew! We did do it right. So I'm about to call him back when I notice, the profile name....doesn't match the customers name. So i look in the documents folder. It's full of personal data, not something you usually leave on there when you sell your old laptop. So I open up iPhoto and yeah...these pictures are NOT the customer at all....but who ever does own this laptop has some FINE lady friends.
So now I'm specious. So I open up Address Book, and locate the real owners phone number. So I call and leave a voice mail that I have a laptop here with his name on it and did he sell it to someone?
No...it was not sold. It was stolen. So its off to call the cops. The cops come in with a picture.
"Is this the customer?"
The cop then hands me a police report, "Is this the serial number"
"There is no serial number, its been stripped off, it usually lives here, under the battery, but that's not the serial number, that's an HP serial number, this is a Mac"
"Then this guy is good for multiple laptops"
Thats right...Multiple laptops. So I apparently stumbled upon some sort of crime spree that was taking place at the U of I dorms.
This is where I have to rely on other peoples accounts of the situation, as I have been at my real job all day, and not at SC.
So the guy comes back in Tuesday, thinking he's gonna pick up his laptop, and instead meets a few of the U of I's finest, who promptly arrest him and cart his thieving ass to jail.
So the upside? Some student get's their laptop and data back. The downside? I can't help but think that MAYBE this guy had to feed his family or something, and was doing this to do that. But I have to tell myself that he was paying for booze or something so that I can sleep at night.
Oh and here's the WORST part of it all. On top of the labor to blank the password, he had paid for a stick of ram. Now I took that ram out of the laptop, but we already had his check for the labor and the part (remember, he had paid and left the store already, and was mad that we didn't do what we said we did). So Moission CASHES THE CHECK, and you know he didn't refund him for the part that we recovered. So we got paid for labor, and we STOLE money from his account for a stick of ram. Not cool Moission....not cool.