choke on that causality

Ugh. I thought I was a god damn adult. Do adults randomly log into their bank accounts to check their balances and see that they have $8.27? Thank chebus I didn’t decide to stop and get gas…So now I’m pretty much broke for a week. Awesome. I need to start being more responsible.

I’ve been such a hermit lately. The other day I got that feeling that I was that guy….ya know the one who’s a big ol’ hot drunken mess and embarrassing himself in front of all his friends. Probably a typical Friday night with me, right..

Work has sucked. I’m starting to just feel like no one understands me. I’m really struggling between making myself marketable and actually striving to do what I enjoy…Maybe I’m just good at tasks I don’t enjoy, and don’t realize it. (Or maybe just better than other people…..) But maybe I need a change. I’m just going to try to remind those of my real skills and interests at every given opportunity. Or do I already do that? Fuck. I’m screwed.

I just got home from giving the puppies a walk. It is so freakin hot and humid out there. And it’s not really even as bad as it has been. It’s been 90s and 90% humidity for a few days now…and today it was a little more breatheable. 80’s and 50-60% humidity. Every time I start bitching about the hot weather…I have to remind myself that it is MUCH MUCH MUCH BETTER than freezing cold snowy winter here in Ohio. Ugh. fuck that. So I’ll live through the heat…if just so I can bitch all winter long and then some.

I know I haven’t been blogging at all lately. I’m not sure what is wrong with me. That is probably why I’ve been kinda cranky lately…cause I haven’t gotten my usual release through blogging.

Work has been really busy for me. I’m still not thrilled about some of the roles I get put into for some projects. I think I’m just not cut out to be a project manager. Give me something to develop or get technical with already! I didn’t study computer science for 6 years to use Microsoft Project and fucking Excel! Come on.

Sometimes it seems like my life is consumed with shit…The dogs, the cats, the guinea pigs. I dunno. Maybe I’m just having one of those days.

It’s freaking hot and humid today in Northwest Ohio. It stormed earlier today, and I didn’t feel like getting out of bed. So I didn’t…I got up around 1 or so.

I’m about half done mowing the lawn, and about half done with laundry. I don’t feel like doing much else.

I’ve decided to take a bit of a breather from going out. It has been hard to turn down friends. But I’m in a place where I need to just sit back and give some thought to my life and who I am. The path I’ve been on…and the path I’d like to be on…

Work has been busy lately. It seems like we’ve lost a lot of good talent in our department. I’ve taken on a lot of support for various applications, but it’s not so bad. I just don’t like that feeling of juggling and constantly having to shift gears and never knowing when I’m going to have time to catch up… I’ve been mentoring my first co-op over this summer. He’s been doing a pretty good job with the limited attention I’ve been able to give him. It reminds me of my previous job, and getting to work more closely with others. It’s a good feeling being able to help others develop their potential. Perhaps I should have been a teacher.

Well back to mowing and laundry I suppose.

I just posted a bunch of pics from our vacation. It was pretty wild. Had a great time. And it was great seeing Gian and Anthony!

San Francisco Pics

Why is that when you call customer service, before you can talk to a real person, you are forced to navigate though various prompts and nested menus with what seems like never ending questions. But when you are finally transferred to that customer service representative, what is the first thing they say, “How can I help you?” Do they really have no access to the information you just gave them in those damn menus??? Fuck that. What is the god damn point.

One time we went to the Verizon Wireless store, and they told us we had to stop at one of the kiosks to fill out some various information about why we were there, and our name and stuff, and after all that, we still had to dictate all the same damn info to one of the reps. Bull shit. I’m tired of it.