WILL LITIGATE FOR FOOD

So, it's official, I am unemployed.

Frankly, I'm stunned. Too stunned to really have an opinion on it at this point. I thought I had done everything I was supposed to do, and I pointed that out, but was told they weren't prepared to point out the basis.

So, I now have a brief, paid vacation.

Galactichero

So, I just got a call from a former co-worker because her father has a brain tumour, he just had chemo, and he can't keep food down, and he may not live through the night. So I ask myself... why am I getting this call? Why do I keep getting these calls? Not that I'm complaining, but what do you say to that? You may have noticed, I'm not the most sensitive guy... "Gee, that sucks, how's everything else going?"

She was frustrated because her mom keeps losing the will and power of attorney that she keeps writing for her dad. I'm like... "your mom has some other things on her mind, I guess..." Her mom called during our conversation, so she clicked over to see what was going on... haven't heard back... It's either going to be a long night, or a long day tomorrow.

That reminds me, PCG hasn't had anything to say to me for a while. Brat.

COME GET YOUR CRAP!!!

HEY, FORMER ROOMMATES (BOTH OF THEM)... COME GET YOUR CRAP. IT'S BEEN HERE TOO DAMN LONG ALREADY, AND YOU DON'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE.

I was feeling frustrated by other peoples' shit in my space.

I started a cult...

I apparently started a cult of people who list "not working" on their profiles as an interest. I am amused.

Old news, but should be amusing...

A few weeks ago one of the support staff at my office quit -- for all the obvious reasons. When she was leaving we all went out to get a drink, and that went on for a while. She spent the whole time hitting on me which was slightly creepy because she is married.

In the end there were three of us, me, her, and one other person. I got a call from a friend to go and hang out, and so I invited the other two to come. The one who hadn't been hitting on me said she was going to go to meet with others from the office elsewhere, and the married one who had been hitting on me said she wanted to come. I was like "... uh... I was kidding." She got all offended, so I capitulated. She followed me to the place we were hanging out, and watched us while we played pool (she refused to play, but sat and bitched about various things the whole time). My friend was going to go ask this one particular girl we see there often out, and she kept going on and on about how cute this girl was. Finally, I told her to shut up, because she was dangerously close to talking my friend off. He went to go do his thing (down in flames), and I explained why I told her to shut up. I made her cry. I refused the bait, but my friend came back and did the sensitive guy thing. Wah wah.

Later that night, I got an email: "It was fun. We should do it again some time." I responded: "Yeah, next time without the crying."

That story is a lot less entertaining after the editing to remove identifying information. Oh well...

"This is my sad time of day"

In St. Louis there used to be someone who would post these little stickers, sometimes just the text, sometimes with a little picture of some odd thing in black and white, that said "This is my sad time of day." I was just doing my rounds on blogs etc., and was about to tell someone they need to entertain me in real time. That's what my friends are for, but they're all busy. So ... this is my sad time of day. I should be working on some stuff for next week. Trial coming up. Defend my probation next week. That will suck. Doing everything but what I should be doing... Watching a crappy movie. Reading a Dragonlance prequel. Playing with my MP3 player. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORED.

Picky about my geekdom

There's a new ad for some HDTV that has Star Trek characters in it. Kirk, Spock, old school, right? At the end of the ad they play the Next Generation theme song. Bugs the crap out of me.

I would say something more significant, but I don't know where to start.

Daredevil Bob...

Daredevil Bob the moth... taking a breather.

Sandra Arachnea

This is Sandra Arachnea. She's very nice... until she tries to eat you.

Scary bug, er, spider. Bleaugh.

Keeping an eye out.

More of Master Bugg...

Bugg Fu Yong

It got cold, and we had a frost, so all the bugs are going away. That reminded me, along with PB's plea for new blogstuff, of some bug pics I have laying around.

Sometimes I find a bug that's really cool, and I make up a story about it.

Meet Bugg Fu Yong. He's a monk master from a monastary, sent to study why things die. He was pausing on his way when an ogre came across him. The ogre asked why he didn't run way, since most ogres would eat a monk, and Yong explained that he was supposed to be studying death, and if he ran he would miss a prime chance to experience it. The ogre laughed and explained that he didn't like the taste of monks anyway.

I was the ogre.