Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Today
Right now I feel like coffee. A latte. A large cup of it, nice and sweet. With whipped cream, nice pattern of caramel on top, coated with chocolate. Want to sit in some random Starbucks I've never been to before. Better yet, sitting in Second Cup, looking out the window at the gloomy weather. And vent. Talk about most random things that come to my mind. Vent at my work, my leaking shoes. Economy. School. Politics. Web farms and fashion. And then listen. Listen to you vent about school, politics, weather, money, anything. Listen to you talking, arguing with me, convincing me, teaching me, tell me something I've never heard about. And being. Just being, far away from what we are every day. Please?
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Just how DUMB is Vista?
Well, ladies and gentlemen, it's pretty dumb if you ask me (aka The Immediate Consumer Extraordinaire).
When you choose to power down your PC within Vista operating system, you must not shut the lid if it is configured to trigger the Sleep Mode. Why? Because despite the fact that Vista is shutting down your computer, it figures that you must've changed your mind and want to put the computer into Sleep Mode.
Once 'awaken' after I got tired for the LEDs to shut off, it promptly continued to shut down the computer. The screen quietly went blank, seizing the humming murmur while I looked at it dumbstruck.
I applaud.
When you choose to power down your PC within Vista operating system, you must not shut the lid if it is configured to trigger the Sleep Mode. Why? Because despite the fact that Vista is shutting down your computer, it figures that you must've changed your mind and want to put the computer into Sleep Mode.
Once 'awaken' after I got tired for the LEDs to shut off, it promptly continued to shut down the computer. The screen quietly went blank, seizing the humming murmur while I looked at it dumbstruck.
I applaud.
Friday, November 09, 2007
What?
The whole day up to know feels like a hangover after a one nice night out. But given that it's a Friday and I had not left the house yesterday ever since getting back home from work, this is highly unlikely.
Still, it feels like my brain is covered with dim cloud and the melancholy mood had not left even after a prompt cup of coffee arriving to work. Perhaps I shouldn't have gotten Breakfast Blend?
This also rather annoying since the lack of work is not helping this mellow sleepiness. It feels like my whole body is tired. Like I didn't get enough sleep! I also noted today that I have a terrible pillow after my neck started hurting like a bitch the moment I opened my eyes. Perhaps that was also a reason why I simply collapsed back into sleeping abyss once the alarm clock on the cell went off for the 5th and last time. Waking up an hour afterwards was only a tad more pleasant. -_-
Rolands is also not helping much by being offline. Although I really hope he got some sleep and not went to get trashed because of his interview-gone-bad. If the latter is true, I may not talk to him for another 3-4 hours if not for the rest of the day. Artem's not replying back to my messages either as well as other people such as Andrew Morton (Associate Director of Soft Eng), Jennifer Scott (the lady with the apartments), Tamara and probably a number of other individuals, letters of whom I gave up to expect.
Gaaah! What is WRONG with today?! And who the fuck is responsible for it because I sure would like to know when the fuck it will get fixed!
Still, it feels like my brain is covered with dim cloud and the melancholy mood had not left even after a prompt cup of coffee arriving to work. Perhaps I shouldn't have gotten Breakfast Blend?
This also rather annoying since the lack of work is not helping this mellow sleepiness. It feels like my whole body is tired. Like I didn't get enough sleep! I also noted today that I have a terrible pillow after my neck started hurting like a bitch the moment I opened my eyes. Perhaps that was also a reason why I simply collapsed back into sleeping abyss once the alarm clock on the cell went off for the 5th and last time. Waking up an hour afterwards was only a tad more pleasant. -_-
Rolands is also not helping much by being offline. Although I really hope he got some sleep and not went to get trashed because of his interview-gone-bad. If the latter is true, I may not talk to him for another 3-4 hours if not for the rest of the day. Artem's not replying back to my messages either as well as other people such as Andrew Morton (Associate Director of Soft Eng), Jennifer Scott (the lady with the apartments), Tamara and probably a number of other individuals, letters of whom I gave up to expect.
Gaaah! What is WRONG with today?! And who the fuck is responsible for it because I sure would like to know when the fuck it will get fixed!
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Just for Laughs
*at the meeting*
Doug: Carlos, the users would like a documentation for this product.
Carlos: Oh, alright. I'll come up with some UML diagrams...
Doug: No. They would prefer it typed, please.
Carlos: Oh.... Um, like... words?
Doug: Carlos, the users would like a documentation for this product.
Carlos: Oh, alright. I'll come up with some UML diagrams...
Doug: No. They would prefer it typed, please.
Carlos: Oh.... Um, like... words?
Trick or treat?
Halloween can be fun for some but it's rather trouble some for some others. Yesterday I think I raised the spoon with soup about 3 times before I was able to actually eat its contents on the 4th. Each time I had to get up and give out some strangers dressed in weird stuff sweets which I would much rather eat myself. At least I had my fun with it - each time I opened the door and kids quickly almost whispered "trickortreat" I simply replies "What do you say?" and made the kids say it again and again until I deemed it to be loud enough to earn my candy.
So yeah, I had my own fun with it. One kid, dressed like Dracula with gelled hair and fake teeth didn't bother saying anything! He came tailing another group that just emptied their lungs and got the candy but little he knew who he was dealing with. After seeing my "confused" look he weakly said the Halloween "password" which totally did not satisfy me. So I simply knelt to have him face me instead of searching for my face in the sky and told him to scare me... Well, apparently the scare involved a wide smile, showing off the fake teeth, and then a half yell half roar of "Trick or treat?" Oh well, he deserved that candy.
Today I was on a 60 bus (because mommy refused to drive me after driving Kate and returning home) and as you can imagine, you hear all sorts of stories when on TTC. This guy was telling another about his last trick-or-treating which was when he was 17 and lived with his control-freak aunt. He stuffed his costume into the school bag and after school didn't bother going home and went doing his usual Halloween business with his friends. He packed the candy in his school backpack and kept it in his school locker, occasionally visiting it on his routine "washroom breaks" to have some sweets.
Why haven't I thought of that? After my last trick-or-treating mom hid all the candy and wouldn't let us eat almost at all! I think we ate half of it in like 4 months and the rest she either forgot about or threw out after it "went bad."
So yeah, I had my own fun with it. One kid, dressed like Dracula with gelled hair and fake teeth didn't bother saying anything! He came tailing another group that just emptied their lungs and got the candy but little he knew who he was dealing with. After seeing my "confused" look he weakly said the Halloween "password" which totally did not satisfy me. So I simply knelt to have him face me instead of searching for my face in the sky and told him to scare me... Well, apparently the scare involved a wide smile, showing off the fake teeth, and then a half yell half roar of "Trick or treat?" Oh well, he deserved that candy.
Today I was on a 60 bus (because mommy refused to drive me after driving Kate and returning home) and as you can imagine, you hear all sorts of stories when on TTC. This guy was telling another about his last trick-or-treating which was when he was 17 and lived with his control-freak aunt. He stuffed his costume into the school bag and after school didn't bother going home and went doing his usual Halloween business with his friends. He packed the candy in his school backpack and kept it in his school locker, occasionally visiting it on his routine "washroom breaks" to have some sweets.
Why haven't I thought of that? After my last trick-or-treating mom hid all the candy and wouldn't let us eat almost at all! I think we ate half of it in like 4 months and the rest she either forgot about or threw out after it "went bad."
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