About Me
About MeI asked a friend to design my site for me. a little back and forth... and I really like it :D some of it I have no clue how to implement, but hey... I'll figure it out.
yo dude! what's with all the entries?
idk. I have things I feel like talking about. I'm sure I'll be silent for months at a time soon enough.
I've noticed that if you don't kno the artist that's singing the song, you tend to have a more subjective view of it. and the moment you find out, you start to have the singer influence your opinion of the song.
power
someone told me that I don't kno the feeling of power. she was talking about a person at work who, if you requested any equipment from him, he wouldn't give it to you. he'll look at what your title is, and give out hardware accordingly. she asked him for an lcd monitor instead of a crt that she was given, he said no. she said that this guy is on a power trip, that he wanted to feel superior to others. I've run into him before, he leaves a bad impression on me for other reasons. almost everyone I talk to, he's thought of negatively. something about not helping others is foreign to me. and that's why she said that to me. I DO understand the concept of power, but I have a completely different view on what do do with it. if you're strong you should help the others that aren't. I know for a fact that he has a few sitting around, not being used. within 20 minutes of her asking, I was able to provide one for her, without raiding his supplies either.
I have the power to help, I have the know how & the resources to do something. why not? what is the point of a monitor just sitting there not being used?
I don't kno if it's all the superhero things that I idolized as a kid, or the sense of justice, or just doing a good job. it's what I've become. don't get me wrong, I'm no saint. I see a bum, I'm walking right past ignoring them. some stranger comes up to me, 98% I won't help. if I kno the person, it's the opposite.
in other news: I want to take my posts on xanga and integrate them here. so things dating ALL the way back to 2002. ya I'm nuts. what can I say.
Mood: why do that to URself?
Location: wort wort wort
silence is golden
there are moments where I won't say a word. I'll try to go really long without saying anything. sometimes on purpose. sometimes just to see how long I can go. if communication is unavoidable... then comes the hand gestures... apparently I do it often enough, in a readable manner. my best co-worker understood what I was trying to communicate. while the other one, had no clue. or he didn't TRY to understand, it's not exactly hard to figure out.
Mood: ,|,, sorry that's the only hand gesture I kno that I can type it out...
Location: work
oopsie
one line of code disabled my comments. so for almost the past 2 months, no comments. which is fine since I don't get too many visitors in the first place so it's no biggie.
Mood: why didn't anyone tell me!?!? well.. duh... comments were disabled... idiot...
