March 7th, 2010
Going home sick Friday I thought I was going to have to give my tickets away for my inaugural show into the world of roller derby. Saturday I was feeling a tad better but not too much. I still had the study session come over even though my head was pounding like a jack hammer. Avoiding booze was necessary but water was needed in large quantities as was aspirin. Once the study session broke down I got a tad bit of rest before we headed to Kimmy’s place. We, the four of us, were to meet there before the match so we could carpool. We ended up meeting fairly on time and went to a pizza place that KW’s friend recommended. He’s not allowed to recommend food places anymore. Leave that to the fatties. As we finished what we could of the pizza, we had a few minutes before the doors would open. Since this was all of our first time at such an event we didn’t know what to expect. Arriving at the rink a few minutes before the opening of the doors was so not necessary. interesting? Definitely! Needed? Hellz no!
The Game itself would be better served if the teams were split on days. Meaning that the Dot.Kamikazes and the KillaBytes played on different days. Of course this is my opinion and *I* have no understanding of why things are the way they are. What imagine from an outsiders perspective is that if these two squads run different days it’d be easier to balance which squad pulls in X amount and which squad pulls in Y amount. This of course may not be an important factor. I hope it isn’t personally because the camaraderie I saw last night was priceless. I do know though that after sitting thorough a fantastic first game I was so tired that I wasn’t able to stay awake because I was tired from cheering so much for another game. So while my newest heart throbs of Donna Diggler and Booty Vicious were shaking their thangs on the rink… my eyes wouldn’t let me enjoy what their mama’s gave them. Next time, and yes there will be a next time, if it’s a double header I will make the game with the vicious & diggler duo. #YUM!!!
Oh yeah Sunday was OK too. =)
Tags: SVRG
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »
February 22nd, 2010
When the student becomes the teacher, is it always good?
I’ve been enrolled in a class that is learning programming concepts.Visual Basic is the tool we are using on the Visual Studio enterprise system that we are provided via University of San Francisco. What is happening though is that the professor seems to be on and off. I cannot quite put my finger on it.
One day he seems to be on his game telling us exactly what he needs to such as what an array is and how bubble sorts are working but then when we have questions outside of class, he is absent unlike what he promised us. i find that myself and one, maybe two others have more experience in the field of programming so I am helping a good portion of the students, hopefully, learn. While I feel good about this, I also feel that they should be getting this instruction from the professor.
In the end, I all I can ask for is that my classmates will find that the instruction that I give them is a helpful free supplementary to the mishmash that they are paying for. while frustrating, it’s also gratifying at the same time. Perhaps there is a future in this for me after all.
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »
February 22nd, 2010
How was your weekend? Mine was a mixed-bag.
It’s like one hand is reaching into a bag of soft puppies and the other is poking into a can of sharp needles.
When I did my own thing I was fine but when I relied on others I seemed to always be disappointed. Suck ass. On the plus side though, I got a ton of cleaning that needed to be done. i hope the roommates appreciate it. Not all of the cleaning was done in common areas but having a clean living environment has proven mental and physical health benefits. The oven and dishes were the main areas that were tackled in the common rooms. Believe me, they were not done without hesitation.
After realizing that I had been holding on to stuff just to hold on to it, I am in a minimization mode. For instance, the pool table is going away. I have people coming over Thursday or Saturday to look at it. The dresser in my room which I’ve had since I was seven is also being given away. My books, DVD’s and other miscellaneous stuff is being either given away or sold. Why? I have no need for it. I would rather have things that I use on a regular basis and a more concise well organized arranged room than one that looks like office depot and goodwill aborted their love child in my room.
Other weekend activities included connecting with a friend that i lost much to my own actions. it took me a while to understand what I did but I think through persistance, learning and well even USF helped me with this… I realized something new about myself and the relationship that I lost (or almost lost). Hopefully it can reform.
I made curry for the first time. It was way too watery. I had never made curry before since I had always tried to be respectful of my roommates. I still try to but I was super hungry! I don’t think I stunk up the house too much but I did make an attempt at curry. If my roommates were upset, they didn’t say anything to me. If they were upset and just couldn’t verbalize it… SORRY!!! 
Last notable thing was really the kicker and really irritating. A ‘friend’ I’ve known for a long time really hurt me this week. We made plans to have a meal together and he bailed. he didn’t say why he never showed up but when he called an hour late I was not really ready to talk to him. I heard that he was safe and not hurt but I also knew that he didn’t respect me. His actions show me that not only does he not respect me but he doesn’t care about me. If he did care, he would have made an effort to reach out the night before letting me know that his arrival was in question so I could make other plans. I don’t know where my friendship stands with this guy anymore as this is not the first time I’ve felt this way with him and I don’t see him changing.
No Rain – http://bit.ly/bKtN23
Irreplaceable – http://bit.ly/aYTzsg
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »
February 20th, 2010
Pancake day was a bust aside from finding a hilarious (and tasty) new product. The only person that RSVP’d bailed on me because they got too drunk the night before. While the pancakes and coffee were delicious, being tossed aside makes me feel disposable and unimportant.
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »
February 19th, 2010
Personally I prefer Jack Daniels.
Briggs likes foo foo drinks like Vodka-cran or something with an umbrella.
Kim-bo however, She kept it light because she loves dem “HOES“.
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »
February 17th, 2010
Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »
January 18th, 2010
I wish I knew.
I’ve deactivated my FB account because it hurts. it hurts because I don’t know who I am, where I am and what I am doing. I see others that are so strong, fulfilled and complete yet I am empty and alone.
Poetry:
I write, message & express what I feel silently to the ether.
Communications of my fears are being realized.
The shadows of my mind creep and swell
I’ve considered them cowards and selfish
Fearfully now think may they have found an answer
A solution that I’ve neglected to admit
Am I courageous or selfish enough
Can I defeat these angels
Will the demons keep me lost
How long can I suffer
Read the rest of this entry »
Posted in Alone, Depressed, Epilepsy, Sad | No Comments »
December 9th, 2009
This weekend I’m hoping to go for a nice ride. The ride will be a few hours and about 14 to 16 miles depending on the source and starting point. I think I have a riding buddy to come along but if not it’ll be a nice solo jaunt. I’ll be bringing my camera and if I stop I’ll bring some snaps home to share. This should be a blast. You, my readers, are welcome to come along if you want to or join me/us for a drink after the ride. Any takers?
Below is the route I plan to travel.
Thanks to lil bear for the book that helped me find this loop.
Posted in Riding, Travel | No Comments »
December 8th, 2009
First off I renounce anyone who says that AC/DC is not Christmas music. AC/DC is too Christmas music. Just listen to “I want a mistress for Christmas“.
Second, Why do the coffee gods hate me today? Four times it took me to get the caramel colored goodness past my lips. All ended in failure or worse…foodkakke.
The coffee conundrums:
Try number one was left on the train as I exited and it pulled away from the station. Someone might have a nice cup of coffee if they want it but I don’t think i’d drink a strange cup riding solo. That’s just me though.
The second attempt was less than successful. I tripped and gave my shirt a nice stain down the middle of my shirt and completed the mornings foodkakke. I’ll be wearing a jacket all day even while I’m indoors now.
As I tried to complete the third try I found myself walking between the two cafe’s that are on campus here at work. I decided to go to the ‘other’ one as I rarely go there and a change would be nice. The coffee machines were out for service. This doubled the time that it would have taken me to get coffee had I chosen the one I normally choose.
I headed to my normal coffee place and there was a cup of coffee waiting for me. I hope I don’t spill this.
Now if I could make that song into a reality and combine it for my love of coffee I’d have a happy happy Christmas…even if only for a little while.
Tags: Coffee, Girls, Holidays, Music
Posted in Food and Drink, Girls, Music, Women | No Comments »
November 23rd, 2009
I’ve been really really sick for the last few days. A really sick bear. It started Tuesday when my classmate and friend went to the gym. As I finished running on the elliptical, I decided to go do some sit ups but my body decided otherwise. I collected myself and finished my workout thinking that everything was fine. It wasn’t and the food afterwards didn’t help. As I sat down to help another friend with her term paper my stomach started to make noises I’ve never heard in my many years. The pain soon followed and then the vomiting. After several hours of pain and discomfort I passed out only to wake up long enough to send an email excusing my absence at work the next morning.
I hadn’t been able to study for the midterm that I was to take as I was still in pain. Even though i took the day off to heal I still couldn’t manage to stay conscious for more than fifteen minutes. My studying was heavily thwarted and I didn’t do as well on the test as I wanted. Right after the mid-term I made my exit from the class and headed across the street to the local sandwich shop so I could sit in a place where it was warm. I did this while my ride would know where to pick me up and I would be warm since there are no benches outside. As I made one single step outside the USF building, my stomach turned once again and my knees buckled. I ran to the side of the parking lot…OK I shuffled really fast holding my mouth shut with one hand while my other tried to comfort my belly. Apparently none of my classmates noticed what I offered the gods and I’m rather surprised by this but also very glad. As I finished my Linda Blair impersonation, I made my way to the sandwich shop, sat down in the lounge area and waited for my ride.
I watch people come and go as I waited for my ride to come, played a bit with my phone and curled up a bit too long against the wall. Enter Ed, my would be savior. Ed was no hero on a white horse, he was no stunning man but he was trying to be considerate and that was much appreciated. Ed is a Japanese man with a lightly muscular build. I figured he was into some sports but not weight lighting. An average man who almost reached five feet nine inches in height holding a rather nice figure I also noticed that he was drunk as drunk can be. I’m sitting down in this point just unfurling from my fetal position and I’m almost as tall as he is. As he talks to me asking if I’m ‘OK’ I’m realizing that he is less concerned about my safety but more so he is hitting on me. =)
Ed keeps saying, are you sure you’re OK? Are you sure your ride is coming? If your ride isn’t here in five minutes let’s go wait by my car. All of this while going on about how horrible he is but how lucky he is. I deflect by telling him that if something happens I can take the bus, I’m positive my ride is coming and it’s too cold outside. Apparently his wife was also trying to get a hold of him via cell phone but he asked that I call his phone as well. Luckily I have my cell phone number blocked so it doesn’t show up when I dial out. I call his cell phone and as it rings he smiles and says ‘I’m happy now. I’ll call you tomorrow’. This was a bit more than I was up for and I was done with Ed already. It was very flattering and very nice of him to be so-called concerned but I needed to say no. No, not only because that isn’t my lifestyle but because he was out of line as well. This didn’t take much really. When I stood up I extended my shoulders wider than they usually spread to make myself appear even larger than I already am. I call this technique Big Bear. Wouldn’t you know it… my little Ed woke up really fast as his words started to stumble and stutter. Just then my ride appeared and I thanked Ed for his ‘concern’ and took my leave. Interesting mid-term if you ask me.
Posted in Men, School | No Comments »
Going home sick Friday I thought I was going to have to give my tickets away for my inaugural show into the world of roller derby. Saturday I was feeling a tad better but not too much. I still had the study session come over even though my head was pounding like a jack hammer. Avoiding booze was necessary but water was needed in large quantities as was aspirin. Once the study session broke down I got a tad bit of rest before we headed to Kimmy’s place. We, the four of us, were to meet there before the match so we could carpool. We ended up meeting fairly on time and went to a pizza place that KW’s friend recommended. He’s not allowed to recommend food places anymore. Leave that to the fatties. As we finished what we could of the pizza, we had a few minutes before the doors would open. Since this was all of our first time at such an event we didn’t know what to expect. Arriving at the rink a few minutes before the opening of the doors was so not necessary. interesting? Definitely! Needed? Hellz no!
