(( these are being republished, they're out of order. Somehow, the database got corrupted and unpublished a bunch of my posts -- this one's 1/23/11))
And my ability to land jobs where they don't actually pay is apparently still in force.
Round 1: Now, iTek****; where the promises are long and the checks... are non-existent.
Really good air, though. Just all not real and as usual; that means I don't get PAID.
Round 2: So two of my roommates are having issues and now I have to troll for new ones.
One has anger-management problems; and she screams at everybody for everything; and it's all I can do to not react. She doesn't even have a rental agreement or a lease; because she's a sublet of the other roommate. "And she's not going to move until she's good and ready"... when alcohol fueled, she's a terror...
I've got to get better background checks. OR at least use them. She even screams at the downstairs guy, who's about as non-confrontational as you can get. I'm used to getting screamed at; it goes with the territory.
And she's a slob.. and I'm big on not letting dishes and suchlike accumulate in the rooms; because no-one else can use the stuff while you're not cleaning it... she doesn't get it. Reminds me of my first roommates; who used to have contests to see who could stand the filth in the kitchen (I'm not cleaning it up... you clean it up)... BORING...
The other roommate, not wanting to deal with the attendant bullshit; has decided to move. To Hollywood, where she can be closer to *school* and the area she really wants to be in ( she doesn't have a car). "but you don't mind if I don't pay last month, and just use up my security deposit?... right?" --- Security deposit is supposed to be for cleaning and replacement of broken fixtures, and we're already on the hook for a replaced toilet and green spray paint (wtf?) on the walls.
Neither one gets it. I'm not keeping the anger-chick because she can't afford the room (imagine that), and the other one is Casper -- on her way to Hollywood. And she's not changing her mind AFAIK,
Pity. If ...
Yay.
Now I need to find new roommates.
Sunday, April 26, 2020
wow, and the wheel turns 10/16/10
(( these are being republished, they're out of order. Somehow, the database got corrupted and unpublished a bunch of my posts -- this one's 10/16/10))
Now I'm confused. No, I am pretty sure. But that would be making an assumption.
Now I'm confused. No, I am pretty sure. But that would be making an assumption.
I'm good at that. I think I just got dumped, or perhaps not. Only time will tell.
Feelings of inadequacy rise and are suppressed. What the hell; soon enough I will know.
For tonight, I'm indoors and it might rain.
Another passing 03/01/2010 and 05/23/2010
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the husband of a friend has gone on ahead.
the husband of a friend has gone on ahead.
comfort sorely lacking; I don't have the words.
And now... -- 06/11/2010
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Guess I'll see what happens day by day. If I step out of line; she's gone.
Guess I'll see what happens day by day. If I step out of line; she's gone.
If she steps out of line... I'm gone. Oh wait, I live here...
problem.
Wow... a month... what a difference... 05/23/2010
(( these are being republished, they're out of order. Somehow, the database got corrupted and unpublished a bunch of my posts -- this one's 05/23/2010))
I don't even know where to begin.
I don't even know where to begin.
Firstly, I now have roommates...
My gf moved in about two weeks ago; and that's been EXTREMELY hectic. Among other things, we had to get her out of her existing apartment; and coordinate what stuff to keep, what to sell, and what to donate. So, she had two/three weekends of garage sale, plus CraigsList adverts, and did unload a lot of stuff. (She also disposed of things of mine which I also wanted gone)...
Including helping me organise and get tranferred my ex's stuff (fiance from 4 years ago) out of my garage and basement. That was a interesting project (and there's still more!) Ex, didn't mind much except she had a real problem with my timing... but I've been warning her for about 6 months, so she shouldn't have used profanity on me... !@@#)(@#!~ But, because she's still a valued friend (even if she doesn't think so); I just gave her some room to vent and then continued asking for her cooperation.
So, about 10 cu ft plus of stuff... gone.
Then, started moving my basement lab into the garage (to clear space), and then my downstairs office into the basement (and yes, here in CALI we do occasionally have basements, so don't ping me on it)... Pictures of before will be attached. Soon. Real SOON now...
So, we cleared the downstairs room, put my living room futon / couch in it; and rented it to a CSUN kid... (adult, but compared to (us)... GRIN)... He's quiet. VERY quiet... and about 6'2" or 6'3" of kid... still in pizza mode; but that works.
ooo
Now I just have to reorganise my office down here; (it's still mostly theoretical), but I have computers up again... and my desk. Can't work tech, but still...
I wouldn't have done it. Period. (and it was my idea).
But...
Friday, April 10, 2020
March 1, 2020 - belated post series
It's funny. I started to write posts, but was so caught up in the moment of the COVID-19 news, that I just didn't finish writing anything.
Recapping, We started to hear about Wuhan China apparently circa November 2019 to the intelligence community (not to be confused with Donald, he shows zero signs). The report was apparently secret and not generally disseminated, so at that point... no one outside knew.
(See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timeline_of_the_2019%E2%80%9320_coronavirus_pandemic_from_November_2019_to_January_2020 )
I was doing training session support at a location near a Navy base, and it was the week of training for a LOT of these folk, the hotel was fully booked. No-one had COVID on their mind then.
A few days after I packed up the classroom equipment and brought it back... the news started telling about a problem in Wuhan.
Sometime after that, I got a cold. Paranoia. But, I don't match the symptoms (no fever, no cough), just feel like shit. My roommate, who is the archetypal idiot... has been insisting on going shopping and not taking precautions during this entire time. The other roommate isn't even present most of the time (hardly ever see him); and a week goes by.
I message my doctor and get the same news that the screening application online gives me, that I'm not considered a candidate for testing yet, and wait.
Off and on for the last few weeks, I have been carrying this "cold" around with me and practicing all the appropriate measures (social distancing, mask, hand washing)... but one of my roommates has not.
However, as we learn more; it is important to note that I may or may not have the virus. Without a valid test (which are 25% inaccurate as of this date), I cannot tell. So, I'm either a hypochondriac, paranoid or actually sick... and it's anyone's guess at this point.
Meanywhile, one of my well-meaning but right-wing to the point of stupid friends proposed that we all give blood to get tested. Fun fact, idiots did this during the AIDS epidemic, and the blood was not tested then.
It is NOT tested now for CORONA-19 so you do two things wrong by donating if you think you are sick.
1. You potentially spread the disease to someone who needed blood, and make their condition worse.
2. You don't get any information about your own condition... blood donations don't generally work like that.
Duoh.
I'm still sitting here at home almost 24x7x31 and talk/email/facebook/teleconference like everyone else. But.... I am trying to not make the situation worse. Whether or not I actually have COVID-19 or not.
Don't get me started on the asshole-in-chief.
Recapping, We started to hear about Wuhan China apparently circa November 2019 to the intelligence community (not to be confused with Donald, he shows zero signs). The report was apparently secret and not generally disseminated, so at that point... no one outside knew.
(See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Timeline_of_the_2019%E2%80%9320_coronavirus_pandemic_from_November_2019_to_January_2020 )
I was doing training session support at a location near a Navy base, and it was the week of training for a LOT of these folk, the hotel was fully booked. No-one had COVID on their mind then.
A few days after I packed up the classroom equipment and brought it back... the news started telling about a problem in Wuhan.
Sometime after that, I got a cold. Paranoia. But, I don't match the symptoms (no fever, no cough), just feel like shit. My roommate, who is the archetypal idiot... has been insisting on going shopping and not taking precautions during this entire time. The other roommate isn't even present most of the time (hardly ever see him); and a week goes by.
I message my doctor and get the same news that the screening application online gives me, that I'm not considered a candidate for testing yet, and wait.
Off and on for the last few weeks, I have been carrying this "cold" around with me and practicing all the appropriate measures (social distancing, mask, hand washing)... but one of my roommates has not.
However, as we learn more; it is important to note that I may or may not have the virus. Without a valid test (which are 25% inaccurate as of this date), I cannot tell. So, I'm either a hypochondriac, paranoid or actually sick... and it's anyone's guess at this point.
Meanywhile, one of my well-meaning but right-wing to the point of stupid friends proposed that we all give blood to get tested. Fun fact, idiots did this during the AIDS epidemic, and the blood was not tested then.
It is NOT tested now for CORONA-19 so you do two things wrong by donating if you think you are sick.
1. You potentially spread the disease to someone who needed blood, and make their condition worse.
2. You don't get any information about your own condition... blood donations don't generally work like that.
Duoh.
I'm still sitting here at home almost 24x7x31 and talk/email/facebook/teleconference like everyone else. But.... I am trying to not make the situation worse. Whether or not I actually have COVID-19 or not.
Don't get me started on the asshole-in-chief.
Sunday, March 1, 2020
I shot the damn Arrow...
So, Thursday I went to Burbank Airport to pick up a rental vehicle.
Job required, needed the large POS to transport all the crap from the CISCO class in Port Hueneme.
Burbank Airport, Google and Siri all conspired to really f*** things up.
1. Looking for the Alamo Rental at Burbank, Both Siri and Google tell me that it's at a particular address.
No obvious signage. At least, not the two times I circled the damn airport. Can't call the office, they're closed.
2. Then, figured out parking (behind the Starbucks...) and both tell me to walk East to the street. No can do, there's fencing there. Walk back around and over... and no signage for the rental (I'm on the boulevard at this point)...
3. Ask some random guy for help, he says the entrance is in back... ( kinda where I started).
Walk all the way around to the back again.
4. It's upstairs (btw), and there is a line. They don't want to take my card because it's a corporate card, so I have to show them a business card. Ok, that makes it ok with the supervisor. It DOUBLES the cost when you use their insurance...
5. Then, outside and get the vehicle. Big-Really-Big Nissan SUV.
Drive around (Mr Toad's Wild ride -- -no kidding, it's Interesting - --) and wait at the exit to be checked out by the airport parking guy. Then, more steep and scary and down the ramp at about a 45 degree angle.
Biggest SUV I've ever driven. (Feels like a kitchen stool married the Queen Mary).
Job required, needed the large POS to transport all the crap from the CISCO class in Port Hueneme.
Burbank Airport, Google and Siri all conspired to really f*** things up.
1. Looking for the Alamo Rental at Burbank, Both Siri and Google tell me that it's at a particular address.
No obvious signage. At least, not the two times I circled the damn airport. Can't call the office, they're closed.
2. Then, figured out parking (behind the Starbucks...) and both tell me to walk East to the street. No can do, there's fencing there. Walk back around and over... and no signage for the rental (I'm on the boulevard at this point)...
3. Ask some random guy for help, he says the entrance is in back... ( kinda where I started).
Walk all the way around to the back again.
4. It's upstairs (btw), and there is a line. They don't want to take my card because it's a corporate card, so I have to show them a business card. Ok, that makes it ok with the supervisor. It DOUBLES the cost when you use their insurance...
5. Then, outside and get the vehicle. Big-Really-Big Nissan SUV.
Drive around (Mr Toad's Wild ride -- -no kidding, it's Interesting - --) and wait at the exit to be checked out by the airport parking guy. Then, more steep and scary and down the ramp at about a 45 degree angle.
Biggest SUV I've ever driven. (Feels like a kitchen stool married the Queen Mary).
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