I love my HTML class, NOT, but I finished the assignments so I figured I'd play around for a bit and post.

A post in another community got my noodle goin. Kind of a hard thing to do but they can do it none the less. Alright they were talking about how people can spend up to $3k for their upgrades, yadda yadda yadda. So here is my thought:

We make sure people have a license before they have own and operate a car. Simple, now this is where my logic goes off kilter…Lets say your a millionaire…aw shite make it a kabillionaire. You wanna purchase a nuclear weapon of some sort, you can afford it, but they won't give it to you because you don't know how to use it. In addition to the heartache and pain you will cause others you come across when you use this device. You want to purchase a war jet? GREAT! Except you don't know how to use that as well, they won't give it to you for even double the price. Again because you don't know how to use it! Yet you can go out and buy one of the most complex pieces of machinery that 3K can get you, and you can inflict heartache, pain, and great emotional distress on all those you encounter with this monstrosity. Why?!?

YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE IT!

Alright so all Im saying is if yer gonna buy a computer spare those poor tech's and learn something about it. It's not that internet thingie, your mouse does not work if you put it on the monitor, and your really expensive cup holder?!? Yeah that can also play cds, thats how fancy it is. This sounds lieka bitter rant, BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Yeah enjoy.

I mean seriously Im walking through campus today when some random chick yells from behind at me. Of course she had to yell “Hey you!” about 6 times before I even thought to look behind me. So I turn around acknowledge her and she proceeds to ask em if I konw where to get a hold of some illicit substances. I say no, because I don’t at the moment and who the fuck is she?!? I didn’t know her from jack shit and the same for her, I mean whot convinced her she could yell at me and then ask about illegal activities. Sure I dress kind of like a raver, but I’ve been outta tha scene so long I probably don’t have much of a clue anymore. This happened the other day as well, what is it? Do I have a drug vibe or face?!? Maybe I should stop wearing my visors, hrm…then again I think I can handle the freaqs that come out. Ohhhhhh and yesterday this random chick sits next to me on the bus and starts babbling about herself, including sexual preference, positions and my relationship status. Right, flattered I may be, but easy Im not!(NO! No comments from the peanut gallery! Yeah you know who you are!) Yep definitely have a sign, if your a freaq talk to me and ask me about my private life, I’ll share I promise. *gag*

I was lamenting the walk and such but it turned out to be pretty good. It only took me about and hour or so to get home, there was sporatic shade so it was never really badand I didn't die. I was able to walk through some residential areas near this place, WHOA! There are some nice houses and kewl setupsfor backyards. I can't wait to have a house now because I have some great ideas. Now before you ask kiddo I did have a bottle of water *PTHB*. I figured if you weren't gonna let me ride my bike without one I would need one for a walk. Its always kinda funny how my body can be dorman but it can get back into form for bike riding or walking. Granted its slow and hard in the beggining but it takes less time for me to get back into the shape I was before. The only bad part was I wasn't in great shape before I became a beer swilling floor slug this summer. *chuckle* oh well the bike riding and such should help real soon. I had an amusing anecdote I saw when I was on my way home but apparantly I have holes in my brain. Out…

rocks! Everybody should visit her at work! We can catch children and sell them into bondage! Im an update whore right now.

So Im done Im bored and I really really don't wanna walk home, it's too hot I might melt. Although it could be said since my ancestry includes pueblo indians I was kind of built for this weather. I may be built for it but that doesn't mean I freakin like living in it. I was also built for beer guzzling in winter climates, so what does that tell you? I think Im more white than I am Native American, or I could just be the apple which one of my co-workers called me. Red on the outside and white in the middle, yep Im tha biggest apple out there. I think Im gonna layout at the pool today, or I could try and get a hold of some boxes. Ummmmmmmmmmmm, you offered some boxes does that stand?!? I need to pack more cuz like we have nothing packed but have like 8 boxes full of stuff. Ohhhhh I suppose I should head home and get the dishes done so we can pack those as well. I also need to make sure my cousin and my family can help with the move Sun and Mon. I dunno if will be able to camp, but if she is anybody wanna help me finish up and clean up next weekend?!? There's beer and alcohol involved if not I think Ima be there for a long time YECH! Anybody anybody?!? So these computers at TVI are wack bitches just like normal computers at home. Ahhhhhhh I feel right at home. Alright enough, some more comments then off like a wack bitch!

Alright so I was blowing off some steam and I thought I was just mumbling to myself this morning. But heard it and took a bit of offense. Yes, whot I said was kind and lame and stupid, but I just needed to murmur it to myself. I never meant to subject my beautiful fiance to the horrors of the bus system. I was just grumpy this morning and the fact that I was gonna have to walk home from school was irksome. *le sigh* I used to be a nice tired guy before this, now Im bitter and hate waking up. Hrm….coincidence?!? So I apologized and asked her to get my bus pass because according to their website they only sell the college passses on the UNM campus. I love that woman and I hope she will see fit to forgive me for my grumpy remarks this morning. So now Im in my HTML class and I've already finished one of my projects due for homework while my poor professor deals with dumb people who don't know whot source code is or how to save the file to their floppies. YECH! At least I have some clue and seem somewhot coputer literate. Ah well, off to ignore his lecture and finish the rest of my projects for this unit.

So apparantly they were right when they said that physical labor will help you forget your woes. I mean granted it wasn't hard physical labor, but sadly it showed us just how un prepared we are for the move. I used every single box we had and we barely packed all our books and closet clothes and linens, YIPE! Me thinks we shoulda started this daunting task much sooner.

So my life has gotten a little hectic and I think the stress is beggining to take its toll on sucks, but now that I back in school and have been demoted back down to grunt, peon, waiter I think its time for a bit of a pity ass kicking. Let's sart a little while back shall we?

I got into all the classes I wanted though it meant I had to go to school 6 times a week. Not bad and I figured a couple days of school wouldn't kill me too much if I had to work full time. Besides I had my raise to help cover the slack or so I thought. I started school and I destest school I've never liked it and I really can't stand being in class listening to lectures when there are so many other ways to learn that are enjoyable. So school sucks. I have to share a car, this would not be bbad except for the fact that I thought of an interesting new wrinnkle today. After I drop H off and park in South Lot, how the hell is she supposed to drive it since my spare key is at the title loan places and how is she supposed to find it amongst all the other cars. I have a hard enough remembering where it is and I park the mofo. So another quandry in my school revival. I pick her up on my days off, nothing too hard there, but it doesn't leave me much time to get much else done. I know I should be doing things when we get home after that, but I feel so drained spending that much time in the car running errands or just trying to get things together for school. I need to get moving and get packing so we can starty moving. I know this but somehow it feels as if Im the one who has to motivate. I mean here I am working all the time and trying to make sure bills are paid and whot not, but it feels as if Im supposed to to take care of everything else when I get home. Am I going insane? Am I just thinking too much or whining too much? I think thats why I rebelled on Fri, as shitty and fucked up as it was, I seriously hadn't meant to be out so long and whot not, I think subconciously Imy brain may have thought I just needed time to me and my friends. Thats one thing Ive been tending to miss lately, me time. Just time where I can blast my music of movies and just enjoy it to enjoy it. Being responsible sucks, but its kewl at the same time because you can say hey look I did it and Im responsible. ARGH! I hate my brain when it does this. Anywho on to the work issue.

So I have started and school and that leaves me with an availability of seven nights and one day. Hey I gave em all I could. However the powers that be decided that one day wasn't enough. I need at least two to keep my farkin raise and promotion. WTF?!? I took this position under the impression that I was there to train when I could and whot not and run the place when people go on vacation. I spose I was mistaken. So I guess they won't miss me when I take time off to see my lil one pop out. I mean seriously Im short one measly day and they take away my promotion? How is this retaining employees?!? Yeah Bad Monkey no cookie…HOW DARE YOU GO OUT AND TRY TO BETTER YOURSELF! Yeah I wanna be a professional waiter, Im sure you can all tell with my sunny disposition and how I treat my customers. So now I don't have that raise and they only scheduled me once this week. Ummmmmmm I said school not death! UGH! So Im grumpy about that.

I haven't been able to sleep well lately and Im just generally not a happy camper. Im hope to hell H doesn't feel the same, but if she does I hope she is able to talk about it with me as always. I think I just needed to vent because I really don't talk to anybody outside of H lately. Yeah I feel a lil better now hope I didn't clog up to many friends pages with this.

Unfortunately that is a part of me that I will never be able to shake. However, I figure I should log on and give a quick update, since my gurlie did and I used to post a wee bit more than she did. So where shall we begin….Ah yes.

I now have a position at work I am their newest Staff Trainer and I feel good and bad at the same time for it.
Reasons I feel good about it:

1) They think I kick ass in every sense of the word when it comes to waiting tables there
2) The Floor Manager said that they created this position with me specifically in mind to take it
3) I will get to get my hands on another training program
4) I love helping my FM and MOD's
5) I have to take a training class with all the other managers and I since I love them I think we'll have fun
6) I got a farkin raise, kind of piddling, yet the fact that I get paid more than most other servers makes me happy
7) It will look good on a resume It means I will have some Manager On Duty shifts while my FM and one of the MODs is on vacation this Dec.

Reasons I don't really feel good about it:

1) I have a more likely chance of dealing with the owners of said restaurant now
2) I have more responsibility on the floor as well as training these cats (meaning supposedly turning em into the “badass” I am)
3) There is another “trainer” and she rocks, but she's not getting the monetary compensation I am
4) Someone I feel like I may be working on the place's web site now, *le sigh*
5) Paperwork (Need I say more?)

As you can see the pros outweigh the cons, but some of the cons are doozies. I mean the other trainer I like this kidd and she is a great trainer and spiffy person, but since we have four people being trained right now we are both making a lot less than we normally would. Like tonight this was the shift that I followed this trainee around on and we got slammed, I walked with about $75 dollars, which woulda come out to about $90 or so had I not bought a shirt and both our dinners. How, had I done the shift I could have walked with $120-150, hrm big difference in experience and such. This is where my piddling raise is supposed to compensate, yet I wouldn't mind that extra money I woulda made. Now, turning people in the “badass” waiter I am, its kinda something you have to have nothing that can really be taught. Yeah I sound like a schmuck, but how many people do you know that can insult a table and have them laugh at it. How many people can get their tables to tip em $10 for lil' pelvic thrusts made at their shoulder level? (I know whot yer thinkin I'll write about the story next) This is how I make my tips and how I suppose they think I kick ass, that and I work hard, on busy nights I will sweat like there is now tomorrow and I will have a shirt with plenty of spill stains because I run at full speed( or near it) with stacks of dishes and cups that I've picked up from my section and others sections. All right enough horn tootin. The last prob I really have is the working more with the owners, I detest one and I can barely get along with the other when it comes to work issues. Why?!? I dunno I can't stand anal retentive people who don't really know how to do the job that I'm doing?!? Neither has waited tables, yet they feel it is appropriate to tell me how to do my job and sit on their ass, I unfortunately have let “Well if it bothers you that much why don't you take care of it, I have customers to take care of” slip out a few too many times. Not only that one of them fired Heather, through out Floor Manager, the farkin bitch couldn't even do the firing herself. *deep breath* All right, on to lighter things.

Ok now an explanation to the pelvic thrusts. and came into my work last night and I gave em good happy funtime service. They sat on our upper patio and only had to share it with a couple that came in shortly after they did. I got a good tip off these righteous babes. So the only way I can think of to show appreciation is to hug her and do minor pelvic thrusts. This amuses both females at the table and Im happy, well much to my dismay they leave and I am forced to talk to my last table on the patio. The woman at that table asks me how she can get pelvic thrusts of the like kind. I say $10. She says That's all?!? I say, Yep their on sale today and very “fresh”. She laughs and plops $10 down. I chuckle say, I was just kidding. She just sits there so I grab said 10 and proceed with hug/pelvic thrusts. She then asks how much for a kiss. I then answer those are only reserved for that beautiful girl in the overalls, you know I figure it only fair since she's carrying my future spawn(child). The woman turns red and now I have an entertaining story to tell all. Whoot whoot.

Now for my life:

I am officially back in school, hoping to move soon and wishing I didn't feel so guilty about my promotion. Other than that I do lead a boring life HONEST!

I neeeeed to hit a party soon, I mean the hip hop shows I hit at my friend's rock but I just need a bit o house or trance mmmmmm dnd or jungle even!!!!

I had a weird moment today at work. The whole day I was pretty happy even for just waking up and I was great in the car on the way to work and great once I hoped out and left H to finish her make-up in the car. However, once I put my time card in the big puncher thingie bobber I became ery angry and violent. Being the first waiter in for the night shift it normally means I get fast money because I pick up all the tables from the waiter leaving. Its always quick money because I get the whole restuarant to myself for a half hour. Well we were dead….no biggie but I got a couple tables in the smoeking section. I get along with smoekers very well! I can even laugh at their lame jokes and when they say something I wanna kcik em for Im like 2 inches away from smacking em across the face or punching them in tha teeth. This went on for about two hours, where al I could do was stare a the people in my section and loathe them. Or get grusome images in my head of pnding the living piss outta them. No idea where this came from, but after this two hour stint I became my happy go lucky bouncy crazy self. Wierd, maybe the smoek floating over Alb really is affecting me.

So I sat there thinking while I was rolling silverware tonight. I mean actual thinking, not my normal total immersion into my chaos of a mind. Having actual coherant thought, that was a feat in itself lemme tell ya but I was. I was thinking about the moon being red the other night when it was rising and how it looked oragnge even near the zenith of its nightly progression. Made me think of the book of Revalation (I should really read that again its interesting). Anywho I was thinking, you know how one of the signs is a blood moon right?!? Now H is thinking about worst case scenarios with the baby coming and all. You know who should care for the baby if we should meet an unexpected demise and what should happen with our finances for said baby. Yeah kind of sad deep stuff, but its realistic I mean Im not gonna live forever, despite all my claims. That red sun and moon are quite disconcerting too.

On a side note….who the hell would make their net handle piggy?!? Hrm….gotta think on that one for a while.

Not a single friends only post or protected post that only I can see. Thiss thought is only brought up only because H said I should make my journal friends only if I wanna get more friends on my friends list, heh, Good idea. Though, Im sure most people wouldn't want to get into my elitest club just to read lame crap like this. …Another thought

HELLLLOOOOOOOO PROLIFIC POSTER!

and I finally saw the BABY!!!!!! Yeah!!!! So soon we shall be able to determine whot sex “she” is. Both of us are convinved the baby is a girl and will stick to that until we see some nuts and berrys. I often wonder if I am ready to be a father. You know the whole responsible for another human life thing, but deep down inside I know I am and have been anxious for it. Finances have just kicked in so we will be able to afford going to school and raise a child, the only problems becomes trying to spend time with said child. Oh well I spose I should save such speculation for later when, I am a bit more used to the idea of bein a daddi. Last week at Subway I saw a girl who looked exactly how I would envision my daughter to look when she is a teen, it was a tad eerie. Anywho Im boring I know so I shall let you get back to your lives citizens!

So I sit here sifting through the rants of and The Stained Apron, and think to myself who should I be more angry at?!? The dumb customers who make our lives difficult, the people who see such sites and decide that they are gonna make every CS rep's live difficult, or the reps themselves for getting back at people in such diabolical ways. I myself would not resort to such lowly things as which may have been discussed, but I do have a fairly sharp tongue which I do use quite freely. I seeth with rage as these people talk about making our lives even harder then they already and getting their way because “Customers are Always Right.” But I chuckle to myself as I realize these are the same people who never get good service from anybody because they do go out of their way to give us grief. I often wish that these people would come into my establishment or I could meet them in a dark alley, so they can see whot kind of uneducated loser I am. I mean seriously, they talk of getting an education and how they made something of themselves, yet they keep the mailboxes of the site full with their inane ramblings.

Who should make something of their lives? Those who work at these jobs as a means to an end or those who think that they need to vent their frustrastions of impotency, mid-life crisis, marriage, lack of direction in life, etc. This is where my thoughts of man, doing things to people's food will just irk them and make those who think they are on some holy crusade to avenge the “customer” that much more annoying and irksome to us. BLAH! I hate thinking this early in the morning. Anywho I think if we just all smile and give hugs and such the world would be a happier place. And now just because you are a paying customer does not give you the right to say something about my co-workers breasts. *growl* And for your information that's my fiancee, so whotta ya say now smart guy?!? No I won't spit in your food or do anything else to it, but that doesn't mean I won't lead you to believe that I will or belittle you in front of my co-workers. You wanna see how well I can back up my words? I don't care how big you are, I've never been in a one on one fight, we'll just see how I do then, the last fight was eight on one and I had three try to take me to court over damages. Yeah bring it. *smirk* Thought so give me my tip and go ya big gorilla. Eck bad night at work, though I did make some good cash once 11PM hit, why couldn't tha whole night be like that?!? I miss those $180 nights. Ah well its summer, sloooooooow for those wiatin tables.

I was riding my bike to work. Just cruising along and listenin to my music. As I pedaled I became aware of a car following me a lil to close for comfort. I slowed down and waved them past, you know like I would normally, however they wouldn't pass. I finally got fed up and stopped, they stopped as well. It was at this juncture that I actually got a good look at the offenders, a bunch of HS kids out for a ride in tha Mommy-mobile. I stared hard at them hoping to cow them and send them on their way. they refused to budge, so I finally sighed and continued on my merry way to work. They continued to follow me I despise getting on the side walk when I can just have a smooth cruise down the road so I shouted back that they should just pass. I looked back and saw them giggle. My temper flared at that moment and I waited for my opportunity. They began to speed up and slow down, I spose to scare me. Well the second to the last time they came dangerously close to my back wheel. I could actually feel their bumper rubbing against my tire. I stood and sped up and they slowed down. I hear them speed up again and I looked back to seee them giggling and carrying on again. Though I am sure they had no idea whot was about to happen.

As they got horrendously close again I leapt back off my bike, and landed on their hood. It was priceless. If you've seen Go, and remember the scene where the two gay guys hit Ranna and scream thats about how they looked. I began to scream about being hit, when they hit tha breaks! I rolled off the hood and followed my bike off to the side of the road where I proceeded to laugh me arse off. They kept yelling and such and apparently took my amusment for pain because they hit reverse and burnt some rubber tryin to get out of there. says I should have reported them to tha cops, yada yada yada. I think however tey got as much trouble as they needed as they tried to explain to mom why their was a big dent in the hood of her pretty car. I can't get the look of absolute horror out of my mind it was priceless I tell ya priceless. Yeah I keep talking of carrying a brick for schmucks like that, but Im thinking thi is much more fun, although my bike was a bit banged up because of me flinging it away, I think it could stand for another adventure of this type.