| Don't purge me |
[May. 6th, 2007|11:40 pm] |
I'm just posting this so they don't purge me.
Life's good, having fun, hope it's the same for you. |
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| What to do? |
[Jun. 23rd, 2005|12:59 am] |
Question: So what do you do when you can't sleep because you're thinking about the business you run? What do you do when you stay awake, knowing that you can and will acomplish something huge? What do you do when you see you can make more in a month than your parents ever did in a year, and you can't sleep because of it? What the hell do you do when you know you can build an army to fight the wrongs of one of the biggest, most prominent industries ever in the world, and the thoughts of how many people will be saved keep swimming in your head?
Answer: Be insanely thankful that you have even the chance to create something so big, and leave a legacy not soon to be forgotten.
See you guys at the top. If anyone wants to come along, you know how to find me. |
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| On regrets |
[May. 15th, 2005|02:20 am] |
Kind of a continuation of the last entry.
Regrets are funny. Some people say they have none, but I don't think that's true. People say what they did or didn't do made then who they are, and that'show it's supposed to be. And I believe that to be true, but not that it means we don't have regrets. But it's funny. People far more often regret what they DIDN'T do, then what they did. If they screwed up, they move on. But far too many times people say "I wish I would have" or "if only I had." You can say you wish you hadn't drank so much the night before, but that's trivial. I'm talking about real, significant events here.
And I'm not going to be one of those people. Every opportunity I have, in anything, I'm going for it. In business and in Life. I'm not going to be one of those people saying "I wonder what would ave happened if.." I'm going to be that person who says "I'm really glad I did."
'Sall for now. |
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| Oi |
[May. 15th, 2005|01:41 am] |
So much done in the past month.
School: Still don't know if I'll graduate this semester, and finals are next week. Well, Final. I only have one. But still, not much time to figure this out. Stupid Stats.
On the plus side, I became an honors student and the got inaugurated (or whatever they do) into Delta Mu Delta. It's some society thing that only meets once. So while I won't get to network, I still got to dress up. I even bought Tracy a little black dress for the occasion (and her birthday). She didn't have one. I thought every woman did. Well, now she does.
Umbrella: Going.... too.... faaaaaaaaaaaaast. Holy shit, I got a lot to do. So many people to see and conduct interviews for. Supposed to do 2 tomorrow and one in 2 days. And a lot more the following week. A lot of clients to service (and find) too. Things are going really well, and I'm excited as all hell.
Recent revelations: They periodically breeze over fear versus belief at Umbrella. They actually talk a lot about fear. Random little fact: fear of ostrication (not fitting in with the group, includes public speaking) ranks #1. Yeah, death is #3. I just found that amusing. Anyhow, people don't run in this business because they are afraid. They're afraid of talking to people, looking foolish, or getting a 'no'. It happens to all of us. We all start out with fear. But what I'm starting to realize is this: my belief is greater than my fear. I've decided to commit to something, and I'll be damned if I let fear get in the way. I'm going to be doing policies for 2 guys i play hockey with. I'll be trying to do a comparative analysis of MFs for another. No's don't matter in this business. I've also decided this for other aspects of life. My belief is greater than my fear, and I'm not going to let my fear get in the way of what I believe. It just ain't gonna to happen. Yeah, it's gonig to be uncomfortable for a while, and maybe it won't even work at first. But I'm doing what i do becuase i believe with everything that it is right.
I tell people the story of why I got in, and why I stayed. I admit, I got in for the money. It's uncanny how much they pay us when we get stuff rolling. But the fact is, I could get paid more by screwing people over. But that's why I'm staying. Because most people would take that route. I'm staying because I can see what I do for families, and how I can change their lives. I'm staying because I'll be damned if I let any of my family, my friends, or even anyone I just start of conversation up with goes without, at the very least, the chance to know what I do, and the chanceto not be screwed. I'm staying because I believe. I'm going to commit to other things in life because I believe. I need to drop bad habits and pick up good ones.
And I know I will. |
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| Not again... |
[Apr. 3rd, 2005|07:37 am] |
So I figured I didn't sleep on Thursday b/c I rarely sleep before big tests (I passed my 63 on Friday). But Friday a headcold hit me like a ton of bricks. I was just watching a movie, after Tracy took me out to dinner to celebrate and I was all excited. Without a bit of warning, I felt like my damn head was about to explode. All of a sudden I had a really bad headcold. Normally I can just sleep my way through these, but for some reason I didn't sleep Friday or Saturday night either. I also have no appetite, though I'm trying to eat. Mostly just drinking water though. I'm glad Tracy was there when it started, cause I had someone to help me go shopping when I couldn't walk very well. Thanks again, sweety.
What blows is that I have 2 projects coming up this week, one for each of my classes. I was somewhat delirious this morning, as I often am with headcolds, so I dunno what the hell I'm gonna do. Hopefully they'll let me into the doctor's tomorrow.
Strangely enough, if I recall correctly, I got one of these sleepless things almost exactly a year ago. That didn't end to well, as the doc gave me a shot that I had a bad alergic reaction to. He said he'd never seen anyone have a bad reaction to that drug, so i felt special.
The delerium is annoying. The worst part, though is the boredom. My brain is going slow, so I am meticulous about doing anything. I just lie in bed and try to figure out how to position myself to get to sleep. Of course, nothing works. Anyhow, I was just updating 'cause I'm bored off my ass. Hope everyone else's days are going better.
Later |
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| Damn straight |
[Apr. 1st, 2005|03:42 pm] |
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I pased my Series 63 today. 71%, baby. That's right, I'm so good, that I had 1% to spare. Just ignore the fact that each question was worth about 2%, ok? So I'm excited. I'm going to Henessey's. Once the paperwork is through, I will soon make the Series 6 ma bitch too. HAHAHA!!!!1 |
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| Off again |
[Mar. 31st, 2005|08:24 pm] |
Well, I'm single again. Tracy decided she needed some time to figure stuff out. Who she is and whatnot. The problem is, I completely understand. I'm not saying I wanted this to happen. God knows I didn't. I really love her and want to be with her. But she's young. Being in a serious relationship at 19 is tough. You change, you want freedom and stuff like that. We;re going to ty to stay friends. We still care about eachother and though I know there are times where I'm going to freak out about stuff and go on a pity trip and want to know why this had to happen, I think for the most part we'll be OK. I'm OK with my other ex. Strangely enough, they lasted about the same amount of time. A year and a half and a week, ish. I guess I just get boring after that. ;)
On a happier note, I'm taking my series 63 tomorrow. I'm actually confident about it. Strangely enough I'm confident about a lot of things now. I went back to visit people at Pier 1 since I was driving buy, and someone said I just look so stress free and confident. Shit, people I knew just a few years ago probably wouldn't recognize me. But hey, it's all good. I'm enjoying it thoroughly.
For now, just kinda taking it one day at a time. I know things will work out. They always do. And now I have a passion and a drive to do something good, change some lives. And kill some time. Looking forward to these coming days. I'll have tough ones, but I'll get through. No doubt. |
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| A new one |
[Mar. 17th, 2005|12:53 am] |
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I've started another live journal for Umbrella. The colors/background need work, but I'll work on it when I figure it out. My intention is to have a way to easily communicate positive things to everyone on the team, as well as give updates and info. Check it out, if you so desire, though much of it may not be understood. I'm still not quite sure where exactly I'm going with it ;) UserName: KnightsOfCore |
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| A long time coming |
[Feb. 24th, 2005|11:44 am] |
I'm quitting P1. March 4th will be my last day there. There are a slew of reasons for this.
First off, I've just been there too long. I've been there for like 17 months, and quite frankly, it's not getting me anywhere. I may get a raise barely beating inflation every 6 months, but it's not gonig to get me anywhere in life. When I told James (store manager) that i wanted to become a manager 6 months into my job, he told me he was surprised. He didn't thnik i'd be sticking around very long. When i asked him why, he told me I was going to school and going places in my life. When I think about it, he's right. Everyone else there is stagnant. It's like we're leaves in a stream, stuck swirling around in a slow part never to break free and sart gonig downstream again. Some people have been there for 4 or 5 years, and they're still just sales reps. I don't want to be like that. I can't. I've been stagnent long enough. Time to catch the current and move on.
Second, it's changed. I loved working there before we moved locations. We were all close. We'd all go out, including the managers to bars and just have a damn good time at work. I wasn't getting much money, but the environment made it worth it. Now at 1360 it's harder than ever. that doesn't bother me, though. It's the way it affected others. They're beat down. I took it upon myself months ago to be an example, have a good time, and boost morale. While it worked a bit, I just can't wait around for others to be happy and succeed. I gotta move.
Third, it's just slowing me down. Every time I go there I become braindead. It's not exciting or stimulating in the least. Though I've been getting better, much of the time i go to work I just feel drained of life. I can't keep donig that. I won't let it affect me, nor my business any longer.
Plus I need time. Time to get organized, time to get things up and running. ANd time to study for my Series 6 and 63 Securities Lic. P1 is taking away from my time. When i get with someone, I'm worth about $500 and hour. $500 AN HOUR!!!! And I'm only on the second rung of the ladder at Umbrella. I'd prefer not to waste my time getting $8 an hour 2 or 3 days a week in the mornings.
I need to be an example for my team. I'm expecting them to quit their jobs. it would be foolish. But with what I'm making at p1, it would not be difficult at all to make what I do there. 1 client would do it. It wouldn't even have to be a really good one. Just a small policy to help them out. But they're not going to do more than I am. Statistically, they do less than half. If I'm not motivated and moving, and productive, they're not gonig to be. It's not fair to them, it's not fair to my current clients, it's not fair to those who I don't now have time to help out.
I'm going to get off my ass and get shit done.
It has to start somewhere, it has to start some time. What better place than here, what better time than now?
I know my uplines at Umbrella are going to frown a bit on my decision. It's the philosophy of the company that it's prudent to stay with your other job until you're at LEAST one promotion higher than I am. But I can no longer waste my time. I can no longer stand idley by and let this chance pass me by. I'm mamking it happen, I'm making it happen now, and if i fall on my face then I'll be that much more determined, because all Hell can't stop me now.
Bring it on, MFs. Those who have been screwed by the industry will now have another determined person who's on a crusade to save people from what you've done to them.
Bring it on, bitches. You're going down. |
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| Quicky |
[Jan. 11th, 2005|01:36 pm] |
My comp is gonna be gone until Sat (I lost it last Friday)
I've found a new extreme passion for Umbrella, and I know I'm going to make it work
Tracy and I are trying to work stuff out. Things look good
I'll update more when I have a comp |
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| Pondrences |
[Jan. 7th, 2005|12:17 am] |
I first started writing in high school. I had to do a Shakespearean sonnet and found that I just kinda liked it. I ended up turning in 3, and writing more. It just helps. Though now I, and several people know that if I am writing, it's not a good sign for me.
Pondrences was just kinda something I made up. It just kinda made sense. While these 3 are entitled such, I have a collection of 69 (hehe) of them on the computer, and many more. Some are poems, some are just short paragraphs abotu how I felt. Either way, I consider the entire collection my Pondrences. Feel free to comment, though don't expect too much. I'm never in the best state of mind when i write these. Just a warning, many are ashamedly emo
Pondrence #1
I sit here gazing at the stars above,
still trying to forget my lost “true” love.
There are no birds to soothe my loathing heart
and no friends to give my life a jumpstart.
I feel like Dave in front of the giant,
just trying to help and not be defiant,
for they say that time will heal every wound
but I know by experience that it won’t be soon.
I thought of bringing my problem to another
but I’m deathly afraid that they would smother
me with their need for me to talk and share,
though I get the feeling they don’t really care.
I must end this myself, and it’s no surprising
that I feel a lot better, as the sun is rising.
Pondrence #2
Why must I ponder why I’m being shoved?
Could it be because I’ve never been loved?
I’ve just had some trouble trying to see
why those I have known have treated me
the way that they have, it doesn’t seem fair
that others have always chosen to share
their time and love with some other person.
Their half-hearted tries just seem to worsen
the feelings I have, and still to this day
the pain they have caused just won’t go away.
But I know that I will make it, survive,
and that helps me to continue to strive
to make sure that my life will work out well,
or it will be not a life, but a Hell.
Pondrence #3
Once again I have a chance to ponder,
so I let my mind be free and wander.
Where would I be had I done different things?
Where would I fly to if I could grow wings?
I cannot stop thinking where I would be.
Had I not fought there, would I now be free?
Or if I had turned left instead of right
would freedom from my feelings now be in sight?
Some have asked, “Will you commit suicide?”
Yet I wonder, would they care if I died?
But I cannot do it, if just for me,
I will make it out and then they will see
that I will not do it, things will be well,
‘cause if this is life I’d hate to see Hell.
Pondrence #5
Once again I have gotten a good grade
and again others think I’ve got it made,
and just because I’ve gotten an “A”
I’m supposed to cheer and shout, “Hooray!”
But what cannot be told by the letter
is knowing that I should have done better.
Coming from where perfection is surpassed,
a show of greatness is considered last.
Where inventions and wealth are nothing new,
what’s a poor average boy to do?
Try and ace an insignificant test?
Now how can that ever be what is best?
The boy must expand what’s left of his mind
so later he’ll know he’s not left behind.
I still really like the way the last line of #3 is. Dunno why. Come to think of it, it reminds me of the line from Bad Religion "More a question than a curse, how could Hell be any worse." Hmm. damn biters |
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| To whom it may concern |
[Jan. 7th, 2005|12:10 am] |
Since I spent all of this time writing way back when, I figured I might as well post some of this stuff now. Why the hell not? I'll update periodically and give a few comments on what's what. Granted, I won't be able to post all of what I've written. Not that it's too personal, but there's just too much, and most won't make sense to others anyhow. But still, it seems right at the moment. This will of course fizzle out. Everything long writing project I've done has been abondon and deleted. I write to cope. When I'm done coping, it's gone. I just delete it. It serves no purpose. I one had over 50 single spaced pages of a book/play I was working on, but it served it's purpose, and found its way to the recycle bin. Fo now, I just need to sort stuff out, and I find reading how I felt before helps.
And the stars
are the only things to give me joy
take me away
to a place that I can find peace and happiness
let me feel the cold of space
let me touch the fires of Hell
in the stars
So I can finally appreciate
how content I hope to once be
Just put this up as an away message today. If nothing else, I've always been able to find peace in looking at the night sky |
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| Where do I start? I guess with 'Goodbye' |
[Jan. 6th, 2005|12:18 am] |
I've always just been pretty up front with things, so here it goes: Tracy left me. Boy did I not see that coming. I thought everything was going great, personally, but apparently things weren't. When I was in Mammoth for 5 days she decided she no longer wished to be with me. Got back Thursday, spent some time with her, even though I was gettign sick. New Years Eve everything seemed great. We had a lot of fun and everything. Then Sunday night she just seemed down, and wasn't talking much and looked upset. I kinda had a weird feeling and she said we needed to talk. I wasn't sure at that point, but my inklings were confirmed when she said she didn't want to talk at the bowling alley where we were, and that she wanted to go to her place to talk. Never a good sign, let me tell you, though I was hoping I was just being paranoid. So I kinda knew it was coming before she said it. Damn, that was a long drive to her house. Got there and she dropped the bomb. She cried a lot and I went through that list of emotions: first I didn't believe ti was what she really wanted, then I got kinda mad (though she hasn;t, nor do I ever plan on having her, seen me pissed off) then just kinda accepted it. What else can a guy do?
The reason: Time to herself to figure stuff out and where she's gonig and so forth. What's worse: I completely understand. The 2 times I broke it off were for the same reason (of course, I was having depression relapses at the time, but still. Sometimes people just need to re-evaluate) So for that reason I am single.
But just because I understand, doesn't mean it doesn't f-en blow. One thing I learned from the whole breaking up/getting back thing was that a strong relationship should be able to get through these things together. I chose to break it off, but I just as easily could have said I needed a few days away. I promised to let her know so we could still be together even though I needed to be alone. Unfortunately, she never made the same promise. Oops.
One positive is the fact that I really got to see the good sides of some people. When Jon told KJ and Greg (my 2 uplines), they called me to support me. Of course, there's not really much they could do or say, but they knew that. THey just gave me some words of wisdom and let me know that they were there. Nothing fancy, nothing long. Just let me know they were there for me. I appreciated that more than they will know. Umbrella kicks ass. I love that place, i love those guys.
So what now? Hell if I know. She said that she hoped we could get back together later after she figured stuff out. Again, the question comes back to me: "why couldn't we just be together during it then?" but it's not my choice. I understand completely that some battles have to be fought alone, though I don't think that necessarily means you need to be single at the time. But again, who knows.
I went to see her today. She seems happy, which is good if she wasn't with me, but there's always still that evil little part of people who wants to know that someone who left you is sad for it. I didn't see much, though she said it was there. I just don't know. I was far more quite and unable to smile, or even really look at her for a long time. I dunno if she noticed. It was just hard to see someone so OK after dismissing me. It's not hard to explain, but probably hard to understand. So things were awkward and quiet for a while, then we started talking and opening up, maybe too much, so we set some boundries and hopefully they will be followed. It's just really hard for me not to say and feel that I wish i could kiss her. I love her and want to be with her, but under the circumstances, it doesn't seem like doing things would help the situation. Just make stuff more confusing for her.
So now on I go. I really have no idea what's going to happen. Regardless, I wish her the best. She's a great girl who truly deserves to be happy, even if I can't be in the picture. I'd like to be on board with her, but she's so young and has the potential for so much more. (And hey, everyone always said she was too hot/good/incredible for me. I agreed, I just didn't see it ending with no warning like this) But I know we'll both be happy and float on. Whether or not we take the same road, or even cross paths again remains to be seen. I'm hoping for it, but my often pesimistic nature sometimes makes me wonder. Still, no matter how much i wonder, only time will tell, and I'll just have to float on, which ever way I'm going. |
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| Didn't see that coming |
[Nov. 2nd, 2004|02:10 pm] |
Ever just get completely blind-sided by something that makes perfect sense, but you didn't want to happen?
This is for you, buddy:
Some birds aren't meant to be caged, their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up does rejoice. But still, the palce you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I'll just miss my friend.
Emo, I know, but still from a damn good movie.
But the team will get through it, I'll get through it, and you'll get through it. See you at RVP, yo.
We'll make the time spent with us worthwhile. |
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| Only in Umbrella |
[Nov. 2nd, 2004|12:51 am] |
I'm lovin' it. (insert McDonald's jingle here... or not) Actually getting a taste, even just enough to tingle your tongue, of the potential an incredible job has kicks ass. I made $935 in about an hour and a half of work. And it wasn't hard work. I talked with a friend about her finances, and came up with a way to better her situation. And I made $935. Having something to believe in is cool. Knowing that you have the potential to do something great for people and be well compensated for it is awesome.
Now, the thought has crossed my mind many times that I could just quit school, and especially quit Pier 1 and do a hell of a lot better for myself. But I made finishing school a goal, and I'm not gonig to stop. Doing well in Umbrella is a goal of mine. But it would be hypocritical, and say a lot about my goals, if I abandon one for the other. I'm sticking with both, and I will succeed in both. Period.
Went to the Delta Dash again. That's where everyone tries to turn in last minuite aps at the end of the month. We didn't only get broken up by the cops once thsi time. TWICE. We got kicked out opf one spot, went down the block, and got kicked out again. The great time was the second though. We decided to tell anyone who came by that it was a political rally. When the sheriffs showed up the second time, someone started chanting "4 more years" and everyone went along with it. The best part was the next chant, though. Someone must have seen the billboard right by us and started "YES ON A" For those of you not in Cali, A is a measure on he ballot to raise sales tax to fund more police and fire fighters, with some other things of that sort. The cops just started laughing. At about that time, though, Jon had to take off to get home to sleep for work, so i didn't get to see the end of it. Everyone was clearing out, thoguh so i can't imagine it was too exciting. I like doing that, though. It's a fun atmosphere. People celebrating success and cheering for things they didn't even hear. Good times.
So tomorrow I have to give about a 10 minute presentation to the office. I know what I'll be doing for about 2 of them. Some market report on my sale. Then I'm supposed to talk about me and my business. I have no clue what to say. I've never spoke in front of the office before. Hmmm... I'm sure I'll think of something. I kind of take it as a compliment from Greg, though. He's trying to get me up there and get used to speaking, I'm assuming because he has a lot of faith in me and hopes I'll do well, thus continue to do it. It would be nice. I'll get to stand in front of 6-figure earners and prospects and hopefully give them something worthwhile. Not bad.
Things for P1 are slow since they chopped my hours. With the holidays, I'll probably get more, but we'll see. At this point, I really don't care. $935 is about as much as i made in a month when I was manager at P1. Now, I did it in an hour and a half. Tight.
Things with Tracy are awesome. Love her to death and things are just gonig great. The only thnig is that we're both pretty busy. But we see eachother pretty often, so it's OK. Just glad she's stuck around this long, though for the life of me, I can't imagine why ;)
Got a really busy day tomorrow, so everyone have a great day/night, and I'll catch you guys later. |
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| Down one, up another |
[Sep. 15th, 2004|07:40 pm] |
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Working a hell of a lot, but soon that'll change, or at least I'll get to work more where I want.
Finally getting my demotion at Pier 1. It only took them 3 or 4 months. Gah. Pay will be less. But I'll have much more flexibility with my sched. No more closing Sat then opening Sunday. Thank you God. I'm also getting my review on Sat., which should be interesting, to say the least.
Another good thing, I'm gonna be getting a promotion at Umbrella. Sweet ass.
Moved into my new place with Max and Brandy, which is working out. I don't get to see them too much, but it's cool to have someone around.
So things are good. Me and Tracy are good, and things are moving forward. I can't stand not going anywhere. GOtta run now, though. Gonna do a secondary meeting with a client (happens to be my parents, but it's still cool to say) ;) |
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| The cliffs notes |
[Aug. 23rd, 2004|12:55 am] |
Too much to talk about, too much to explain. So here's the abridged:
Tracy and I are donig very well. It's been 11 months now, which has been amazing and happy making.
Umbrella is moving along quite nicely. I'm insurance lisenced for Cali now, and I'll be starting studying for securities soon. It's one of the few thnigs I'm really excited about. I even finally got a little umbrella pin to wear. Red with gold color lining. I love wearing that thing.
Work at P1 is a bitch, but it pays. I jsut don't know what I'm gonig to do when school starts and I'm trying to do Umbrella. Xmas is going to be hell too. I just need a month of no responsibilities, but there's no way in Hell to get that.
Tomorrow I'm gonig to start moving out. I need to fix up the place so i don't know if I'll have everything in, b/c I haven't even started packing yet, but I'm at least gonna get it ready for the moves. Buy some curtains and whatnot. Moving in with Max and Brandy. I'm looknig forward to it. I know it's not gonig to be a nonstop party or anythnig liek that, but it'll be nice to be on my own again. Lookign forward to it. Plus it's closer to work, so yay.
Well, that's pretty much it. Life is hectic as hell right now, but it's keeping me busy at least. Really looking forward to some upcoming events and getting things rolling. FOr now, I'm going to sleep. g'night. |
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| Gone fishin' |
[Jul. 29th, 2004|11:12 am] |
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Which reminds me, i need to find my fishing pole. I haven't used that thing in like 10 years. Anyhow, This will be a quickie b/c I gotta get packing, but I'm going camping. With a pretty big group. Tracy, Jon, Brennan, Hiedi, Eric, Julie, Max, Brandi, Justin, Tim, and Jon's parents are already up there. We have as much alcohol as a SDSU party, and there's just 10 of us... for 3 nights. Now that's real camping. I've been looking forward to this for a long time, and I'm glad I get to go. If there's traffic, or anything, i won't care. I'm going on vacation, dammit. It's been like 10 months since i went anywhere. Anyhow, gotta bail. THis weekend is gonna kick ass. |
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| The last few weeks |
[Jul. 9th, 2004|04:20 pm] |
I know, it's been a while. But you're probably 1 of 4 people who reads this, so I never feel an urgent need to update.
The weekend of the 4th kicked fucken ass. It was basically a 3 day party. Friday and Sat night we spent at Tim's playing stupid drinking games and having way too much fun. SlapJack while drunk is just funny. The 4th kicked ass of course. I ended up staying the night of the 3rd at Tim's, fgalling asleep at 5-6 am, then getting up and leaving around 9. I passed out at home until 2ish, then to Eric's party. His 4th party is always great. Layed back, but with silyl games like a Balloon Stomp and egg toss. Then there's the water fight. Oh, the water gfight. I'm kinda disappointed that we didn't do the format we did last year, but the older guys didn't wanna get hurt. WTF? Isn't that the point of a water balloon fight? Last year we had the 2 sides, then one bucket in the middle full of balloons, where everyone can go. And seeing as it's important to conserve balloons, both teams jsut rushed the damn thing. This resulted in the utter chaos of people pushing the guy on the other team next to him just to get a hand in the bucket and chuck the damn thing as hard as they could at the opposing player right next the them. That was the reason I wanted to tape it. It was funny. You'd get beaned every couple seconds, but it was fun to tag the guy next to you.
This year though it was just 2 buckets on opposite sides. It was still fun, as always.
I somehow ended up on the team with the older guys (Eric's dad & his friends) as opposed to my friends, But it was nice to be able to pelt them with balloons. Targets who don't move aren't as fun. Less satisfying. Now getting guys like Max, Eric and Cristian... that's fun, albeit less frequent.
So it was a great weekend and afterwards, Tracy got back :D Been spending a lot of time with her, because I realyl missed her. I even got to have wine that cam straight from Italy. It was good. SHe's still a bit jetlagged due to her 9 hour difference now, but she's adapting.
I brought Max to Umbrella with me to see if it's something he'll wanna do. It was. He's doing training next week, though at a different spot as me. I have m-f 8-5 during the week. His is at night and stuff.
Other than that, nothing new. People at work, aside from James, remind me of highschool, even middle school. I love doing it, but the people just make it blow. But at least now since I've been calling people on it, I'm not liked, so i can continue to do so without ramifications. I can be an ass and what are they gonna do? I don't intend to normally, but some people need a bit of... correcting... when they say shit. And I got nothin to lose, so I figure why the hell not.
For now, i gotta go eat so i can close up the store. Catch you later. |
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| Emo |
[Jun. 29th, 2004|01:56 am] |
Dunno where to start, really. This will probably just be a lot of nonesensicle nonsense. How ironic.
Tracy will be back in a week now. The 6th. I'm doin my best tnot to think about her too much, but it's not workin so well. I'm still having a lot of fun, i just miss her and will be very glad to see her. She's having a good time there too, which is good. She'll be in Italy for the remainder of the trip. Oh how envious we all are.
Umbrella is still gonig. Liscensed to due loans now. Trying to get on the ball and get the insurance thing done, but with my sched it's pretty hard. Gotta do many hours of training. I could be done in a week, if I actually had a chance in hell of getting a week off. Not bloody likely. But I'm gonig to meetings and still liking everyone and the premise. HOpefully I'll get stuff done soon. It's somethnig I can actually believe in. Things like that don't happen too often.
Work is becoming a bitch. I feel like an officer who misses the front lines. Dealing with all the managment and the drama is none too fun. I am no manager. I can't stand people who just can't accept the fact that there are 2 sides to every story. I can't stand people who a too stupid to see what's gonigon right in front of their face. We all do it sometimes, but some of these people just seem to make a living out of it. If I got the balls, I'm gonna tell James everythnig and see if there's a way to go back to being an associate. I'm just tired of all the bullshit, nad there seems to be no end. I took the job to help out the store, but I don't really seem to be donig anything. As I told Jay one time, I'm just a grunt with keys. I'm a filler so other things can get done. I'm just not happy in that position anymore. The novelty has worn off. I'm done with it. Maybe I'm just really annoyed be certain things, but I think that I'd be much happier there, and in general if I just didn't do managment anymore.
This is not to say I'm unhappy. I'm still having lots of fun. Work is just sucking. On the plus side, this weekend looks to be a lot of fun. I expect the 4th to kick ass, as always. Plus there's a party I'm gonig to on the 3rd, and I have both THursday and Friday off. I have a meeting with KJ from Umbrella Thursday night, but I enjoy those. Lots to learn and to do. Plu,s I'm bringing Max to the meeting Sat. morning. That should be interesting in itself.
For now, I'm off to bed. TOmorrow is a nice 1:30-10 for me, with predisposed drama around 4 or 5. Yay. |
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