Tuesday, October 26, 2004

GO SOX

This is a real short one, I promise. As you all should know, I am a HUGE Boston Red Sox fan, so you can probably imagine how excited I am right now. For those of you that haven't seen me recently and/or don't know anyways, I haven't shaved in about a week and a half out of support for my team and my boy Johnny Damon. It's looking pretty scraggily and ridiculous. Depending on how long the series goes, it could get pretty hairy (HARHAR THAT WAS A GREAT PUN!!@#$!@^%$^#).

Stupid Question

Well, since I was just on the topic of stupid questions, I thought I'd mention this. I was making sure my profile on the blog was up to date, and here on Blogger, the last form on the user profiles is a "Random Question" that you can answer if you want. I'm guessing this is one of those stupid psychological bullshit things where the answer to the question is meant to help other people learn a little about you and your thought processes. Or it's just meant to be stupid, and in this case that is definitely what it achieved. The question posed by my profile was: "Unlike a dog, how can a turtle ever be naked?" See what you can learn from my response (which turned out to be over the character max for the profile):

This is a stupid question. According to Webster's, naked means "completely unclothed". I assume this question is meant to be cleverly referring to a turtle's shell. A turtle's shell is not clothing, it is part of the turtle's body. Unless you put clothes on the fucking turtle, then it's fucking naked just like any other fucking animal that's not wearing any fucking clothes. Jesus fucking Christ.

Goddamn.

Welcome back to the ass-kicking.

Well, I'm back. I haven't written a blog entry since August for various reasons which I'm too lazy and apathetic to discuss right now. Lots of stuff has happened since my last entry, but, well, that's just too bad. Maybe I'll post later about some of that stuff with specifics. For now, here's all you need to know: uh, lots of stuff is pissing me off more than ever, and some stuff/people are finding new ways to piss me off (huzzah for innovation...). It's really amazing. At the beginning of every year, I sit down and think, "Brian, stuff pisses you off more and more every year, but this year is going to be different." And then God decides to pinch off a big, stinky loaf on that idea, and I hate more people than ever. Goodie. At least that means more blog entries. Maybe. So anyways, I guess I'll kick off the ranting with a couple things that have been bothering me lately.
Thanks to Anthony and the fact that I'm now actually a Telecom major, I decided to go ahead and actually officially join IUSTV. Now, when I decided to join, Kieran told me that there were a few teams with opennings, one of which was the new "Engineering Team". I thought it sounded cool; we were supposed to learn about all the equipment and stuff. I thought it would be fun, an opportunity to learn, and good experience. Well fuck all that, I guess. The Engineering Team is actually part of a bigger team called the Tech Team. The duties of leading the Engineering Team fell on the shoulders of one of the IUSTV vets who will remain nameless here out of professional courtesy (not much, but some...). Here we'll call him Ass. That seems appropriate. I think it's important to mention that when I first joined up, before Ass was the team leader, I emailed and talked to the Tech Team leader quite a bit about coming in to do stuff. I was very excited about being on the team, and, not to sound conceited, my enthusiasm was clear, which the Tech Team leader appreciated very much. Then Ass came into play. Ass scheduled the first meeting for the Engineering Team under his guidance on Friday three weeks ago at 3:00. I have class on Friday till 3:30, which I told him. He seemed to not think it was a big deal and told me not to worry about it if I didn't make it; he said it would be a short meeting. Thusly, I didn't worry about it. Then, two weeks go by. I don't hear anything. No calls, no emails, nothing. Finally, last Friday, I get an email from this mother fucker saying "Hey guys, this is [Ass], just wanted to let you know that the meeting today is cancelled." What the fucking fuck?! Yeah, I guess that ass-spelunking goat fucker decided that the meetings would be every Friday at 3:00, but did he tell me this or send out an email to everyone? Fuck no. I'm surprised that I even got the mail about the meeting being cancelled. I emailed him back on Friday, and he has yet to email me back. Unprofessional fucktard. I'm joining the studio and programming teams. Fuck him.
Ok, next I'd like to mention my fucktard J401 (Japanese 400 level) class. I'll keep it brief for now since I know this is getting long, but I will definitely be posting about these ass hats frequently. They were really pissing me off today because they're all really stupid. I don't understand how half of them even made it into the class. They bitch about the work load all the time, which in all honesty is massive, but what the fuck do you expect? It's a 400 level foreign language course for a language, no less, that utilizes a completely different alphabet from English (3 to be exact) and a completely different grammar system. Of course it's going to be a lot of work. Of course it's going to be hard. Shut the fuck up, or get out of the class. Then, actually in class, they all ask the same stupid questions over and over. Someone will ask some dumbass "I used to ride under the short bus to school with my head dragging on the ground"-question, and then the next moron will ask the exact same question phrased differently. It's fucking ridiculous.
Ok, that's all I'm going to write for now. Check back sometime; I'll try to make posting part of my routine. Lots of people seem to have made it part of their routines to piss me off on a daily basis, so I'm sure I won't have a problem coming up with subject matter.
Peace.