So I have Rattlers in my stomach

Wonder if anyone reading this caught the Farscape reference.

It's weird, what's going through my mind right now. I can't really stop thinking abut it. By morning, regardless of the outcome it will be a weight lifted off me. Either things will be changed at my work or I will change jobs. I don't know why I'm stressing, but I am. Never really been in a position quite like this. I've been in positions where it was likely, but not definite.

I will tell my manager things need to change. I will say that I have found another place to do my paperwork. The note where she told the audit to do that is what prompted this. It pushed me over the edge. The new procedure of the audit having to sort and organise the days paperwork has only left me with the impression that they cannot be bothered to do it right. Just like they cannot be bothered to come to work on time. I don't mind having do more work. It keeps me busy. However, it needs to have a purpose. It needs to accomplish something.

Good Gnus, Bad Gnus

Yeah, so I grew up watching The Great Space Coaster, so fucking what?

Good News - 

I have been interviewing lately and I have an offer on the table. The person making this offer has strongly suggested that I have a talk with my boss and try to get things fixed so I don't feel like I have to quit. They have a point really. I have been back there nearly 3 years now and to have to leave in anger and start over somewhere else would be a bit ridiculous. My wants are simple. I want things to go back to the way they used to be with the exception of everyone doing their job correctly. I should not have to spend an hour sorting and organising paperwork that previously would have been handled by the day shift. Having me do it does nothing more than consume my time and piss me off. Truthfully, I might actually be OK with it if I could see that it served a purpose or solved a problem. I still have the same problem I had before this became the new procedure. I'm still missing receipts. I'm still missing folios. I'm still having to pluck reg cards from the bucket. Now I start off with a drawer that contains all the days paperwork, including things like the emergency down time reports that previously were shredded. This drawer looks like a waste paper bin by the time I get to it. I have more to sort and organise and I have been told I need to find a new place to do such. The back counter seems to be for, well as far as I can tell, what ever the day shift wants to do with it. All this in addition to having to put up with a day crew that habitually comes to work late, including the boss. I like the overtime, I don't like how I get it. Then there is the computers who have taken more than their fair share of abuse from the internet habits of the desk clerks. I hacked the hosts file to keep them off the social networking at the request of my boss, this has since been undone. Not to mention the number of times I have walked in to them doing what pretty much amounts to goofing off. Yeah, I do that too. But all my work is done, done correctly even, and my responsibilities are not getting shafted on to anyone else.

Am I wrong in wanting to leave? Am I wrong in wanting things fixed? Do I have every right and reason to be pissed? If I can't get things straightened out, I have somewhere to go now. I know people I work with read my blog. Maybe this is getting talked about. Maybe this is getting passed around. Maybe my boss is being forewarned. Maybe certain rather worthless members of the day shift are getting a bit unnerved. They are not all worthless, just some of them. The real point to this is that I am mad as hell and in one manner or another I will not be taking it any more.

Bad News

My dad has been in a rehab centre since mid November. He went in because he could not get out of bed. He didn't have the strength. He went in to get physical therapy to get stronger. Then he pretty much refused the therapy. Recently I have heard through my mother that his kidneys are failing. He needs to go on dialysis. When I first heard of this I thought it was worse. Don't get me wrong, it's bad, but not quite what my mom and I initially thought it was. Right now he is in a hospital. His condition has improved, he went in delirious. Toxics building up in your body will do that. Not sure what happens from here. My mom has been on dialysis for the past 19 years, but my dad is 74, has a whole load of other problems, and said previously that he wouldn't go on dialysis. Obviously he changed his mind, but he could go back on it. Aside from that, no idea how long he is going to last.

Christopher Hitchens

Like many others, at least those I subscribe to on youtube and look up to, those that put things that are on my mind so much more eloquently than I can, I'm at a loss for what to say. Humanity has lost a great man and a great mind. I don't think the loss really can be described in anything I can say. I will just leave it at this -

Good show, Sir, and thank you.

I do have to get one thing off my chest, the level and amount of dancing on his grave, in the figurative sense of course, I'm seeing from the religious fundamentalists is shameful at best. I'm not shocked or surprised by it. I'm not saying they should not say it or that it should be silenced. I feel it serves as a reminder of what those persons making such statements are really like.

Black Friday 2011

And I didn't buy anything new. Honestly none of the sales at the local stores looked worth the crowds or even had sales on anything that my girlfriend or I really wanted. I did end up going to the local K-Mart to pick up some cat food. Looked around while we were there. No good deals on either a TV or an Xbox. Or games for that matter. I'll be looking for sales on those as it gets closer to Gift-mas. Also checking for a good “Cyber Monday” deal as well.

I want to get a second Xbox/TV for the home so we can do some system link foolishness and so I can get a copy of Zumba and a Kinect to help stop being so fat. After this past Thanksgiving I need it.

I know “Small Business Saturday” is next but there's not much still around here in the way of small business. What day is for empty and abandoned store fronts?

I has Skyrim

I'd like to thank my co-workers who can't seem to make it to work on time for all the hours of overtime I have been working. Without it, this and my upcoming purchase of Saint's Row the Third would not have been possible. And thank you for not putting a crib in a room when a guest called ahead and requested it. The “crib” and “do not move” notes on the reservation had me thinking you had actually not totally dropped the ball. Nice touch. But it's cool, I needed the exercise.

On with some Skyrim videos that I recorded.






Yeah I suck and FRAPS makes the game look a lot more laggy than it is. So far it's a lot of fun. And stabbing things always helps me relieve frustrations. I think I need that RAM upgrade that I always wanted. Being on a laptop that shares system and video memory, that should make games and recording of said games go a lot smoother.

Happy Halloween Bitches!

I don't know who belongs to that ass, I stole it from a friend on Google+ who stole it from somewhere else. But I must admit, I'm having ass envy.

So I'm working at the hotel this Halloween, but it's by choice this time. Not much local I wanted to do tonight and going to Halloween events on night that are not Halloween is just weird. In addition a lot of stuff was going on like 2 weeks ago, WTF?

Wanna help me out? Know anything about DVD recorders?

Got a Toshiba D-VR660 that does not eject or play a dvd. I seem to be locked out of quite a few other functions as well, seems all I can do is change channels. Worse yet, it's my mother's VCR/DVD recorder, she's lost the manual, and all she wants to do is button mash. She's taken the remote away from me twice to do more button mashing. It there some means of just completely resetting this machine back to the day it was new?

Story bit

Something that popped in to my head tonight. Might spin something off of it, might not. Thought I'd throw it out there.

When we first saw them we gawked in amazement. For so long we had speculated and theorized about life on other planets and here it was, right before us. Did they know we were watching them? Were they watching us? In some ways they were like us, in many ways so different.

We knew when we went public with our findings we would be met with accusations of a hoax and conspiracy theories. This didn't stop us and the stories that cropped up were more bizarre than anything we had imagined. The outrage and violence that ensued from those distraught over the universe not being what they believed it to be was not expected. It was enough to make us think that we should have kept it to ourselves.

Diabetic or not, you are still a moron.

Normally late night calls that involve requests for food are so common that are not worth talking about, but this one is kinda special.

So I get a call from this room at about 2:30 am and it's a girl asking for room service. I tell her that it closed at 10 pm. She lets out a big dramatic “uh” like a spoiled brat then asks about restaurants that deliver. Twice I have to tell her no and that those all close at 1 am. After another bigger and more dramatic “uh,” she whines “What's up with this town? Everything closes early!” I tell her it is a small beach town that is mostly populated with retirees that go to bed early. I guess that was not good enough for her. She goes in to a huge hissyfit about how she is diabetic and she needs food because she just took her insulin and might die. Normally, I'm a bit more sympathetic, but really, what was she expecting, a 7 course meal to be pulled out of the air? Besides, I think I'm being bullshitted. I keep my rather high level of annoyance in and tell her of what is open, none of which delivers and the closest of which is about a mile and a half away. She dramatically whines that she will call a cab and that she hopes it arrives before she dies. I told her I was sorry about that, wished her good luck, and hung up the phone.

I don't know what transpired from there and honestly I don't give a flying fuck. I look at it this way – If she really is diabetic, then she's an idiot for not keeping a supply of food with her. I know quite a few diabetics. I also have been working in hotels for a long time. I can't tell you how many times someone that is diabetic has requested a room with a fridge. Even if she didn't, trying to guilt trip me with her diabetes is asinine and in this case fucking stupid. Seriously. A cab is pretty likely not to take longer than the delivery she was looking for. And it's not my fault everything in this town closes early. Holy shit, it's your health, your body, take some fucking responsibility for it.

And if she was not diabetic, well that's pretty fucked up too. What was she thinking? Was I supposed to make a food run just for her? Was I supposed to open up the restaurant just for her? Was I supposed to make the local Domino's open up just for her? Was she thinking that telling me she was diabetic was going to change anything? I've actually dealt with people that were diabetic that arrived late, as opposed to her having been there 2 days, and were in the same situation. They were not whining that they were going to die nor were they having any sort of a fit over having to drive or take a cab to a store or a restaurant.

But I do understand, it's all totally my fault.

Great start to a night at work

Guest: Do I get a refund?

Me: No, you are being evicted, I can't issue you a refund.

Guest: Well I'm not doing business with this hotel any more.

Me: OK.

Because, of course, when you are being evicted it really means they want you back.

My shift just started and already I'm craving alcohol and simulated violence.

And as I was typing this I had to deal with another noise complaint.

And on my way back, some very rude and stupid people.

I hate damn near everyone.

Well I'm in for a hell of a night

I filled a sports bottle with iced green tea, then forgot it at home on my hike to the bus terminal.

Then when  I got to work tonight I found that I had left the power adapter to my laptop at home. No gaming for me tonight. It's OK, the fine folks that work the desk during the day made a wonderful mess of the paperwork. That will keep me busy for a while.

What really pisses me off is that I have scripts accumulating in my notebook for youtube videos I still have yet to FRAPS game footage.

So right now...

Right fucking now.

Right fucking now I should be walking in the door at work, but instead PSTA has fucked up again. Were am I right now? I'm at the terminal waiting for the next bus. I'm going to be late for work. the bus that brought me here was 17 minutes late. FUCKING BULLSHIT!!!!!

FUCK YOU PSTA.

Random Update: Dope and Change Edition

Dragon*Con.....

.....Sucked for me and the miss this time around. I made a youtube vid about it. It's on my channel. You should watch it. I'm not totally soured on Dragon*Con though. In fact, I'm already planning for next year. I want it to be better.I'm going to make a video about those plans.

It's that time again...

...Where I have become frustrated with my current paycheck provider and have started actively seeking a new one. Already got one place scoped out for an application, looking for more. If anyone knows of a hotel that is looking for an auditor, please let me know. Particularly if they have a location in Downtown Atlanta and offers employee discounts.

I'm going to attempt....

.... The Couch to 5K program. then maybe I can stop being so fat. I'll take pics and post the progress. It will be awesome.

Can someone recommend...

...A good bicycle tire that does not puncture so easy? Seriously! I'm always having to replace or patch a tube like every other time I ride it to work. It's actually costing me more to bike than bus.

Random Ramblings: DragonCon is when?!?!? Edition

Only a few days left.

I think I'm ready. I'm not really ready. I'm doing shit at the last minute like I always do. At least the rental car, hotel room, and tickets are all taken care of. New corsets hopefully will be in before I go.

I should update this blog more often.

No I shouldn't. Well really I should. I have a youtube channel with videos on it that might be worth checking out. Been putting more time in to that. Maybe that can be more profitable than this. Fuck it, I'm just doing as a damn well please with it.

So after the Con...

I was considering looking for a new job. Then I thought maybe not. But maybe I will.

And also after the Con...

My fat ass is so hitting the gym. Every fucking day. I have put on way too much weight as of late.

I think I need a new social network.

Facebook seems to be overrun with ads as of late. Google+ doesn't like my name. What's a weirdo to do?

Random Ramblings: So I was riding my bike,,,

Why the fuck did you point it out to me?

So yesterday I was riding my bike to my mom's house and this guy on the sidewalk says to me, "The bus is coming."

So I said "So."
Then he says, "Fuck you!"
Then I said, "Fuck you too, buddy! And have a nice day!"

Really, why the fuck was it so important to this guy to point out to someone speeding down the side walk on a bike that the bus was coming? I mean holy shit, if I wanted the bus, I would have been waiting at the stop.

There will be rape. Or prostitution.

So later on in the day I had to pick up some things from Target. On the way back, I see the girl, carrying a dog and wearing a skin tight top, a really short denim skirt and a pair of about 5" heels. She shouted at a couple of guys in the near by Perkins parking lot, "Hey! If I pay you will you give me a ride?" These guys were in the standard issue douchebag uniform, complete with popped collar. All I could think was "Dumb bitch. Whether it was your plan or not, you will pay with every hole in your body and possibly your dog too."

Is it just me or is she really that annoying?

The lady in the Progressive Insurance commercials. She just gets more annoying and unfunny with every commercial. I'm not getting Progressive Insurance ever.

I'm going to be rich.

Diablo 3 will include a cash auction shop. My goal is to sell enough stuff to idiots that I can afford to quit my job. Of course when the gravy train runs out, I have no clue what I am going to put on my resume.

Fun Fundie Quote of the day.

On the Burning Man -

Know what be hilarious?
if SAC bombers on a training mission flew off course and carpet bombed the whole festival into oblivion.
You know their be some smelly hippy-tards in a stolen tent 20 miles away thinking "best Burning Man, ever." after witnessing the destruction.

Is that what Jesus would do?

So today is...

My mother's 60th birthday. So anyone that knows her should call her or something is you have not yet.