Have you ever had that one person, that one that you thought knew what he/she wanted all the time? That he/she would not flip flop when making decision, no matter who tried to convince him/her? And then suddenly they go ape shit on everything and leave you in the dust?
Bah, it was probably bad timing, but I just hope nothing bitter happened in the end.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Billie Jean's Four Little Diamonds
Now frankly please go and share your love of Hall and Oates with me if you haven't heard Four Little Diamonds.
Aside from a productive week, finding a job is a total bitch. Reaganomics was right; they said the wealth would "trickle" down. With people being laid off, it totally sucks for a lot of teenagers and college students. Why? The jobs that the teenagers do and college students do for summer jobs are now job opportunities for old geezers. Now the competition bar has been raised to hell mode. Why? It's obvious those laid off guys have more experience in the work force than teenagers/college students. So now it domino's out, with more people applying for internships and scholarships. The whole thing just snowballs out of control, decreasing everyone's chances to get something in the outside world. Which sucks. But of course you don't need to hear that again. I'm sure your parents told you that. Well the ones that still have jobs. Otherwise, it be kinda weird to know you and your son/daughter are competing for the same job(s).
Well I'm off running with the Devil
Aside from a productive week, finding a job is a total bitch. Reaganomics was right; they said the wealth would "trickle" down. With people being laid off, it totally sucks for a lot of teenagers and college students. Why? The jobs that the teenagers do and college students do for summer jobs are now job opportunities for old geezers. Now the competition bar has been raised to hell mode. Why? It's obvious those laid off guys have more experience in the work force than teenagers/college students. So now it domino's out, with more people applying for internships and scholarships. The whole thing just snowballs out of control, decreasing everyone's chances to get something in the outside world. Which sucks. But of course you don't need to hear that again. I'm sure your parents told you that. Well the ones that still have jobs. Otherwise, it be kinda weird to know you and your son/daughter are competing for the same job(s).
Well I'm off running with the Devil
Monday, June 15, 2009
Common Sense
You obviously don't have any if you are 47, jobless for over 10 years thinking you still can get back into high ranking management in businesses, and have kids.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Ballerinas and tiny dancers don't mix with rocketmen.
To start off, Brad Pitt may be a Scientologist, but he sure can act in those Bourne movies.
And now I shall commence total boredom, to which this blog will be nothing but trolling/whining/ raging over the most ridiculous things possible.
I wake up in the morning, usually taking an additional 14 minutes to stare at my ceiling, thinking about what the hell I'm doing up, then finally doing a barrel roll to the right, falling. Of course I don't fall to the floor as I haven't unpacked everything. So I fall into a plethora of nylon, and I just eat my way out of the poly carbon forest.
After that, I endured a 3 hour graduation ceremony at OSU. After the band (did I mention community?) "performed" for an hour and half, I was so glad that I was at the University of Oregon. It was the equivalence of the piece called "Ode to my Bari-Sax". And five bucks says you are probably googling that now or you are planning on doing that in the future if you are a band geek like me. Too bad it doesn't exist. Aryan would like that.
I do not appreciated bands that play poorly for graduation ceremonies, that one *points at OSU* was worse than Alan Rickman's answering machine. You may counter argue that you can't please everyone and that not everyone has the experience in music to critic the imbalances the band carries as it performs their pieces. But for graduation, everything matters. It's suppose to be the second best day of your life, only behind from the day of your wedding. And to hear bands playing music as if they just threw babies up in the air to catch them with bayonets sickens me.
And now I shall commence total boredom, to which this blog will be nothing but trolling/whining/ raging over the most ridiculous things possible.
I wake up in the morning, usually taking an additional 14 minutes to stare at my ceiling, thinking about what the hell I'm doing up, then finally doing a barrel roll to the right, falling. Of course I don't fall to the floor as I haven't unpacked everything. So I fall into a plethora of nylon, and I just eat my way out of the poly carbon forest.
After that, I endured a 3 hour graduation ceremony at OSU. After the band (did I mention community?) "performed" for an hour and half, I was so glad that I was at the University of Oregon. It was the equivalence of the piece called "Ode to my Bari-Sax". And five bucks says you are probably googling that now or you are planning on doing that in the future if you are a band geek like me. Too bad it doesn't exist. Aryan would like that.
I do not appreciated bands that play poorly for graduation ceremonies, that one *points at OSU* was worse than Alan Rickman's answering machine. You may counter argue that you can't please everyone and that not everyone has the experience in music to critic the imbalances the band carries as it performs their pieces. But for graduation, everything matters. It's suppose to be the second best day of your life, only behind from the day of your wedding. And to hear bands playing music as if they just threw babies up in the air to catch them with bayonets sickens me.
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