Rant: Got laid off Thursday. First time I've ever not left a job of my own volition. Rave: My former employer now has to explain to my client why someone else is finishing up their project instead of the person who was working directly with them the past 4 months. Rumor is they only wanted to sign an ongoing SLA if I was the one working on it Rant: Beyond August, my bills are going to be paid via ... magic? Rave: It's nice to be in a city where I can take a week or two off and then likely be working again. Having lunch w/ my previous recruiter tomorrow who has "a ton" of openings for which I'm qualified. Rant: I wish I'd started working on side projects earlier, because the thought of never having to work in software development again to make ends meet makes me hard. Lesson learned, and here's to hoping to I can lay the groundwork over the next few weeks and build up to something that will generate revenue.
Rant: I have every night off this week but I don't have single dollar to go out AND I'm out of weed. FML.
Rave: In exactly one hour, I am going to be holding a copy of A Dance With Dragons. SIX FUCKING YEARS AND IT IS FINALLY HERE!
Rant: I'm sure my actual rant was slightly more incoherent than this. I was somewhat annoyed. 'Can you install this in the DC?' 'Sure. Where's the DC? I'll go check it out' an hour later 'So uhh, that DC, was it just a medium sized conference room that you converted?' 'uhuh' 'Did you know that the only free space will mean that I can't open the doors of the racks?' 'You need to open the doors?' 'Also, did anyone do a power draw calculation for this kit?' 'A whut?' 'Yeah, those 10 amp plugs? They'll melt if I plug this stuff into them. I need two properly rated points, 32 amps to each point.' 'We can't do that!' 'Yeah, and your UPS infrastructure? Won't support this much power draw.' 'Oh' 'And do you know what weight rating your raised flooring was built for? Because when I say this is going to weigh a ton, I'm being perfectly litteral. There are 2,187 pounds of kit in this build' 'Oh' 'Also, this kit will put out just shy of 40,000 BTU's per hour at peak. It seems like the Aircon is already pretty close to capacity.' 'Oh' 'And when you raised the flooring for the data center, did you consider putting a ramp in at all? Or do you have some spiffy way to get the 250lb racks up the four inches over the lip of the floor? And did you realize that where you've put that pallet of kit, the only way to move it is to either majorly obstruct a fire evacuation route for at least a half hour, or to unpack it part by part and put those parts in another box while we bring in the other stuff we need before we can install that kit?' 'So what you're saying is that there are problems?' 'No, what I'm saying, is that this is a cluster fuck. This is the kind of cluster fuck that happens when you fill an Olympic swimming pool with Viagra, Ecstacy and College Students. Until now, I'd assumed this level of cluster fuck was purely theoretical. I'm considering dropping the guys at the Large Hadron Collider a letter detailing this clusterfuck, as I'm reasonably sure one of their experiments was to try and generate this kind of shitstorm in containment, and I imagine observation of an event in the wild will have value in their experiments' 'You've had a lot of coffee today haven't you?' 'No, I'm dealing with this shit with a steady diet of sunshine and hugs' After a couple of hours of redoing a design that took months for my predecessor to complete 'Hey, I called earlier about the kit to go in your facility on level 10. Yeah, it does have some resemblance to a hobo's bowel movements. Ok, so I spent a couple of hours on this and we've decided we can co-locate a bunch of this kit at a commercial facility instead of yours so we can live with one 32... wait what? You found some infrastructure you'd forgotten about, and there's an electrician coming in tomorrow to run some changes, and you've organized some labour hire guys to come in with specialist kit do do the heavy relocations? Do you remember when I gave you my phone number, after you'd told me that none of those things were possible? Did it not seem like maybe you could have used that number, possibly in combination with the device you currently have pressed to your ear when you found those things were possible so that I wouldn't spend half a day doing difficult and stressful work, that this new information renders entirely redundant? Oh, I don't have to be an asshole? Really? I'm the one who doesn't have to be an asshole?' #firstworldproblems
Rave: Horrible Bosses is fucking hilarious. Especially smokin' my stash, pretty purple crystals... Rave: Making a very late dinner of crusted salmon and crab, spinach and artichoke heart stuffed portabella mushrooms. Gawd, I am starving!
Rave: Shakira! God I love this woman. Catchy tunes, stunning dance moves, and came from extreme poverty to donate millions upon millions back to her country. Not your average Britney. Spoiler Spoiler Spoiler
Rant: The U.S. Federal Government. Fuck you, asswipes. Its time for you all to get together and start fixing this shit.
That is... Being indirectly responsible for someone GETTING fired. I should learn how to form a proper sentence. Rave: CM Punk! Rave: Bought a Bingo scratch ticket and won $10. I can deal with that. Rant: Wife's grandmother, who is already in mediocre health on any given day, was hospitalized. Pneumonia. We're assuming that there's a funeral in the near future.
Rant: Grandmother passed away this morning. She had stopped eating as her dementia got to the point where her body didn't know how to involuntarily process food. Rave: She lived an amazing life and made a lot of people happy, and she left behind quite the dynasty. Sorry for the depressing rave.
Ra.... so it looks like the Guy's been mulling moving to Colorado. Its a we thing not a him thing but it still took me by surprise...
Rave another day at work! I'm pumped that I've already gotten more hours in the past two days than they were expecting me to have in two weeks. More work scheduled, as well.
RAVE: I've calmed down a little bit and after some research am not as paranoid as I was last night. RANT: I'm still an idiot for letting that happen, I hope I didn't damage things too much. RANT: I don't like my luck in this situation. These are one of the times I'll beat the "odds".
Rant: I found out that my sperm is apparently so manly that it can't be stopped by conventional birth control. My girlfriend has an appointment this afternoon at Planned Parenthood. This is my first pregnancy scare and quite frankly, I'm slightly petrified.
RAVE: I'VE WAITED FIVE YEARS FOR THIS DAY!!!!!! HOLY SHIT, I NOW HAVE 'DANCE OF DRAGONS' BY GEORGE RR MARTIN IN MY HANDS! MY WIFE HAS NEVER SEEN ME THIS EXCITED!!!!! Rave: I got laid today. Potential Rave: If a bottle of Powers whiskey falls out of the sky into my hands, this will be the best. Day. Ever.
I love my Kindle, Dance With Dragons was on it when I got up this morning. Also since my folks gave my wife their older Kindle and we associated it with my account... my wife has DWD too. We are going to be ignoring the heck out of each other in nerd joy for awhile.
RAVE, RAVE, RAVE: Unexpectedly having the afternoon off? Check. Kids not home all day? Check. Pool finally clean? Check. Wicked, uninterrupted, multiple orgasmic, afternoon pool sex? CHECK!
RAVE: Heading to LA soon! Fuck yes. Planning on moving down here in a year, so I'm going to scope out some possible areas I would like to stay in, as well as get a transfer to a store down there. Should be fun as all hell.