A Real Dame

This is Becky, my lady friend for today. I met her at a coffee shop while on lunch break. She just got out of a bad marriage, and is already taking it out on me...and probably men in general. Right after meeting her, she threw her coffee at me, and then dragged me back to her place, where i took this photo of her.

When I first arrived at her house, she told me to sit down while she fixed me a proper drink. After a bit of small talk, she told me i had no business being in her house and practically pushed me out the front door. But right as she was about to small the door on my ass. She grabbed my shirt collar, and told me to be back at her doorstep by 7, or dinner would be getting cold.

Now this is the kind of woman I can deal with.........

If only an ounce of this was true...its a shame

Just One of Those Days

I am in severe need of ritalin.

I spent my day editing a wedding all day. Even calling out sick this morning from my "dayjob" to get it done by its deadline.

But what do i do?

I sit on myspace, and aim 60% of the time...

and another 20% of the time, im wandering around the apartment smoking cigarettes and what not.

I hate this ADD shit, even worse...deadlines for shitty weddings.

I am in the middle of a funk

My Life as an IT Manager

The life and times of an IT manager are simple. You come to work each day and either one of two things happens. Either nothing is happening at all, and you strain to look as though you are useful to the company; or you are in a thrust into a panic when a server crashes and you can do nothing to stave off the crys of "NOBODY CAN WORK" or "HOW LONG IS THIS GOING TO TAKE".

As it is blatantly obvious, it is a work environment of extremes. It's all or nothing, nothing and everything.

The excess boredom causes one to get into all sorts of erroneous activities. From seeking out pictures of vintage pin up girls, flirting with girls via those "social websites" and all the way to the opposite end of the mental spectrum to spending hours on wikipedia "enlightening" ones-self, the ever present "fucking around in photoshop", and God forbid...blogging.

So, what does one really do with their spare time?

I can honestly say " i dont even know " half of the time. I will spend hours messing around with settings, figuring out the subtle nuances of a computer program. I swear i spend more time screwing around with something, than actually using it. Therefore whatever time was spent, is most likely a waste of time, and in saying that i can safely say, that the majority of my day is spent "wasting time".