Alright, so I set up a purevolume for my music. It is like, here:
http://www.purevolume.com/Elterago
I already got a song put up and everything. Are you impressed? I need more followers.
An iron-fisted champion... An iron-willed fuck up.
Alright, so I set up a purevolume for my music. It is like, here:
http://www.purevolume.com/Elterago
I already got a song put up and everything. Are you impressed? I need more followers.
There's no one heeeeeeere besiiiiiiide meeeeeeee
OK so my parents went on a cruise and I have the house to myself. I was gonna have a big party but apparently the amazing timing of this whole deal means nobody can come so I basically was bored shitless last night.
Now I gotta go to a wedding an hour away where there will be like... 3 people I know. That's at 6. What's the over-under on me getting tired of crap and leaving by 8?
http://espn.go.com/blog/afcnorth/post?id=4276
HALLELUJAH, PRAISE THE LORD AND PASS THE PIGSKIN
But if someone is just plain incompetent, and I mean can NOT do their job on a consistent basis or at all, then I'm sorry, that person needs to go.
That brings me to the question... Who sucks more? The St. Louis Rams or Cincinnati Bengals long snapper Brad St. Louis?
Honestly, he gets paid a couple hundred thousand dollars a year to do ONE THING on a football field. It's the only thing he practices, it's the only thing he does on the team, he can't get distracted by other duties... He just snaps the ball behind him and gets in the way of someone who's trying to run past him. And he can't do his one simple thing that at least 31 other people in the league can do on a consistent basis. There has GOT to be a long snapper that's out of work! Or hell, maybe one of our tackles or centers can fill in. It'll free up a roster spot and we can go pick up DeDe Dorsey (oh wait he's busy running over people as maybe the most talented player in the new UFL. I should check that out sometime, I think I get the Versus network on dish)!
If he's not gone by next week then I suggest Cincinnati holds a public, open tryout. We could even make a reality TV show out of it... Long Snapper Idol. So You Think You Can Long Snap. Whatever. But we pay taxes to fund the Cincinnati Bengals football stadium which houses our home team, and as such we should have certain expectations of the product they put on that field. One of these days an errant snap is going to cost the Bengals a game, and in today's league winning is money. The more you win, the easier it is to market the team as a product, and the more money you can make. It's as simple as that.
So Brad St. Louis, I wish you luck in your future no matter what you do. Go start a public speech campaign as a living example of why college athletes should finish their degrees before going pro.
That having been said... Who-Dey! 3-0 in the AFC North. Who'd've thunk it?
I move in, you quit nagging.
We had a deal, mother. And you broke it so predictably.
I need to get a place. Fast.
Thanks for the advice, whomever gave it.
Tomorrow's the day where I release a big application that I wrote on an incredibly shortened deadline and watch in horror as the inevitable deluge of bugs get dropped on my head.
...This is just a pre-emptive FML blog.
Hey everyone.
Another day, another 11 hour shift at work. This is the fourth one in the last three weeks. How long am I going to put up with this crap?
Ehhh. Anyway. I'm kind of at a point in my life where I feel like I'm throwing away any bit of time I waste being unhappy, but at the same time I'm unable to really force myself to take the risk of interviewing elsewhere or buying a house or even moving out... My problem is I don't know when to stop waiting for the next thing and finally act without fear of repercussions. It's one of the curses of being into technology but also very conscious of purchasing... You don't want to buy something 'cause you know in three months it'll already be outdated.
It's kind of the same thing. I don't know if I want to get another job if I'm not sure my situation will improve.
A little background: I am not one of those kids who was a nerd all through school and always knew he wanted to deal with computers for his career. I didn't even know what the heck I was gonna do until my senior year in high school, and even then I wasn't sure. When I went to the University of Cincinnati, I swore everyday to myself that that was the right choice and it was where I wanted to be... But sometimes, on particularly frustrating days, those nagging thoughts would sneak in...
Do I really want to do this?
Am I just convincing myself that I do so I don't have to start over?
Am I wasting my time? Did I waste all this time?
Those thoughts were always there in the back of my mind, and now they're coming back full force. Have I completely stunted my life by following a path I never truly wanted, never straying for fear of realizing all this time has been a complete lie?
What if I'm just afraid of being smart? I've secretly always loathed myself for being intelligent. I hated being different. I hated the way my classmates saw me... I hated the way I was treated by my family, my friends, everyone. I just wanted to be normal. And the worst part is, I've only disclosed this one time, and the person I told thought I was being selfish and pathetic for having such TERRIBLE PROBLEMS like being smart.
What if I'm just afraid of improvement in general? I gained a few pounds in college that I'd like to lose, but I never do anything about it. I know I should get certified and things like that but it feels like I never have time, and ditto with the MBA I promised myself and others that I would get.
Or maybe I'm afraid of failure. What if I try these things and can't succeed? What if I give it my best but still come up short? I do not take failure lightly.
Fuck. I don't know what the hell I'm doing.