Random Thoughts

I have a perfect recipe for making you want to kick something, anything. First, make sure you have a frustrating as hell day at work. Then make sure that the people that run the public transit system go all the way to screw you over. In wonderfully rainy weather. By taking off just as you get to the bus. Then... you walk a kilometre and a half in the dark and wet night. Then have your god forsaken bank's online thingy not work. And have bills coming your way. Which you are *trying* to pay off via the online bank thing. I asked my managers at work for 2 things: 1) Laz-boy recliner with massager 2) Something softish to kick at when you need to kick at something So far, no go on the first one. Not even if I can somehow claim it alleviates my aching back. Oh well. Bollocks I say.

I am getting a new computer after 5 years. Oddly, I seem to be reversing trends in terms of pricing. My new computer will actually cost me more than my previous one. What am I going to do with the new one? Same sort as stuff as with the current one. I am going to install Linux on it and use it as my desktop. I will likely convert my current machine to a server to host files and who knows what else. So, what does it have? It has an Intel Dual Core processors clocked at 2.8Ghz, a really cool ASUS motherboard, an NCQ enabled Seagate hard drive, 2GB of DDR2 RAM running at 533Mhz, an LG 16x DVD burner, a 6600 LE MSI Video card (with DVI and TVO), one of those fancy floppy disks with multiple memory card readers and the kicker, a funky kick-ass case that looks like a critter from some game. It is called the NZXT Nemesis Elite and I have stolen a pic from a site and put it here: The eye of this case can be modified to change colours (wow!). I should get it next Saturday. My biggest surprise s

I have been a distracted person. I have had other things on my mind. My mind wanders in directions I would rather it did not. If I were able to focus on what I doing instead of on the many other things that I could be doing, I might become a more productive person. I have been here before. I have fallen like this before too. She's new. I like her. I cross my fingers like I have many times before for the many different shes. I care a little less everytime it happens. I know how this will end. I dare to dream. I know the ending. I script it after all. I know the middle. Yet I dream. I get distracted. Eventually, I will fall. I will be crushed. I will survive. I will vow never to go down this path again. I will probably meet another she. I will go down this path. I will fall. I will suffer. I will not trade a day of this for almost anything. I dare to dream. Some day... the gods will be kind to me. Till then, I dream.

Picture New Years Eve. Me, 9 other guys, 2 girls. One very nervous fellow whose girlfriend was one of the 2 girls there. He kept looking at all the guys with a worried look. At a friend's place. One fellow was drinking. The rest just drank Yaletown's tap water. Traded lots of stories about pork and things. We wished each other Happy New Year at midnight, shook hands and left shortly for a walk around downtown. We did see a Maserati Quattroporte parked outside the Opus restaurant on Davie opposite my friend's apartment building. I was right about the car. Even if I saw it from the 14th floor window. Saw quite a few police officers. Saw a crowd, wished a bunch of strangers a Happy New Year. Went home after. It was a quiet beginning to the new year. I dreamt of chasing clouds. With a companion. Let us see if it comes true. Happy New Year!