It's 3:00 in the damn morning!
Why the
HELL am I still up? Oh, right. It's the only time I can use the net. Silly me. I don't have much to say, except looking for a job blows. Big time. I have put in applications all over (12 total thus far, 3 more on the way in today) and no job. Am I that unloveable? Well, yes but that's not the point. I'm at my final choices, which are: Spencers Gifts (pray to GOD I get that one), Movie Trading Co., and Little Caesars Pizza (please God no.....). With the exception of Spencers, methinks it would be best to stay unemployed. Any other choice to me would be like ripping my soul out through my penis.
Beware, should I get the job at Spencers, as they have many things that I would like, therefore causing me to put my paycheck back INTO the store.
I'm done tonight, but I'll have Stupid Things: Part 3 within the next few days. I need to put together the list. It'll be a doozy, as I have a lot to bitch about.
Until Later, freaks-
~Baren
"Buck. Futter. I don't get it."
"Oh, I think you do, Trebek!"
Stupid things, Part 2
1.AOL. I think that one explains itself.
2.Compaq. I called tech support after a stint of my own stupidity, (I formatted, but didn't back up my drivers. No, I don't have my original disc either.) and found out that they wanted me to pay for a new set of drivers. Well, that was until they checked and told me that they don't sell my drivers. They gave me a worthless phone number and sent me on my way. The point is, they wanted me to
pay for something that I
already own, and noone else can use. Stupid.
3.AOL. I cannot get over the painfulness of this, so it gets 2 spots. Noone should have to suffer dialup, and I run at half speed for some reason making it worse. Loading a page at roughly 3k/sec makes it unnecessarily painful to update, hence the reason for the long span in both the blog and comic.
4.People that don't chain their dogs at night. Self explainitory. I need therapy over this one, as I had a run-in with a loose dog last week that thought it would be fun to chase me back into my own house. I'd wished I had my sword. Now, I can't go outside to smoke without carrying a weapon of choice with me, and checking the windows to make sure the coast is clear. Although, the thought occurs that had I let the dog get me, I'd beat it with a stick, find the owner and sue the everliving fuck outta them. Take that, you animal rights bastards. Which brings me to:
5.Animal Rights Activists. Don't get me wrong, I don't beat on animals for fun (anymore) but if something is threatening to take my arm off, I'm gonna either A: run like a bitch on fire or B: take the thing down by any means necessary. I don't wanna hear none of that "It was only defending itself" bullshit, either. If a fucking dog can run up and across the street to attack me in my own yard, it's not defending itself, it needs to be shot. Twice. In the head. It's called self preservation, people. Kill or be killed, ever hear of it? Animals do it all the time. I only bring these guys up because I was talking to a lady in the mall that happened to be an activist, and she said to me the above quote. She didn't wanna talk to me anymore after my response. I'll leave it at that.
6.People glued to their phones. Everywhere I go, there is someone attached to a phone. I can't use my net during the day because my sister (I'm living with my mom temporarily. I got booted from my appartment, and needed a place to stay until my move to Japan. I've only been here a week, so don't get any ideas.) can't remove herself from the phone long enough for me to do so. She's afraid that she'll miss a call from her boyfriend in Alaska. Tough shit. I had to wait months at a time to talk to my fiance while I was in Japan the first time. I'd have no problems with this, except she talks to him
every fucking day. She's not missing anything that important, I'll tell ya that. I almost got into an accident while driving to a job interview (which ended up with some other fuck getting the job. Grats, bastard. Burn in Hell) at Hot Topic. The dude made a left turn right towards me, and didn't even see me because he was on: you guessed it: a phone. My superior driving skills allowed me to miss him, and he went on his merry way, not even batting an eye. If I was insured I woulda let him hit me, so I could take a chunk outta his ass
AND his wallet. However, my insurance is expired, and I need to renew as soon as I find a new job.
7.Medical fees. This one takes the cake. How anyone affords to stay alive is beyond me. I recently had 6 stitches in my arm from a weapon mishap, and the bill was $500. Nearly $100
per stitch. My mom, on the other hand, has it worse with a recent surgery that put her down 10 grand.
Ten Thousand Dollars! Who the holy Hell can afford this? Yes, that total is including the insurance. People shouldn't have to give a half year's wages for medical treatment, it's ridiculous. If my arm is attatched after hanging by a thread of skin, I shouldn't have to pay for it for the rest of my life. I'd rather tear the damn thing off and live with a stump. Doctors need to get over themselves and do their damn jobs without worrying about the fees. You are there to save lives, not buy stupidly expensive cars and expect your patients to pay for them. I hold high respect for doctors that take that phrase to heart. They drive normal cars like the rest of us, and don't charge you your testicles (or ovaries) for treatment. Thanks, Doc. My hat's off to you. You know who you are.
8. Professional Sport Athletes. Overpaid Whiny Bitches. Getting paid millions of dollars to run around a field or court for a few hours, and bitching that they don't get paid enough. Bullshit. They get paid more than they are worth. I don't care how hard your training is, I don't care how hard you get hit in a game. Why? Because it's just that: A fucking game. You play it in your backyard, at the park down the street, wherever. (For those that care, I played baseball in junior high, and Softball for the Navy. I know what I'm talking about.) I don't see any of those kids at the park playing football making any cash out of it. They play it for the love of the sport. You jocks need to rethink what you play for. You should be so lucky to get paid at all. I'm sick of athletes complaining about their pay. It make me sick to think they get paid assloads of cash to do what I did for fun in junior high. STOP bitching and enjoy what you get. You don't deserve it.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to sleep. I'm posting at 2AM, because I have no daytime use of my own damn net. (see #6)
Lates, you magnificent bastards.
~Baren
"Are you selling Penis Mightiers?"
Sorry it's been so long. Wait, no I'm not....
Well, the voting came to a close, and the one man I
didn't want in office is there. I can't bitch too much, as I forgot to vote myself, I was busy with other things. Not that my vote really woulda mattered, as Utah is a Republican state. The electorals were close, but Bush came out on top by 6%. I may as well go repack my seabag, as I'm sure to be recalled now. (Stupid Navy, owning me till I'm 52) Whatever.
I detest war, and even further hate
meaningless war. It seems to me that the war now is
not on terrorism, but on the oil in the Middle East. If someone would get off their ass and make an affordable electric car, we wouldn't have this problem now would we? Now I'm gonna get alot of mail saying: "When did you become a hippie. Baren?"
I didn't. I just enjoy the thought of breathing when I'm 50. I'm sure my kids (God forbid) would also like to enjoy things such as oxygen, and blue skies. Goddamn rich bastards in the oil and gas companies get off on watching us choke to death on their poisons while they get paid millions each year. Fuck it, sign me up. I'm tired of getting paid $6.75 to watch people get fatter than they need to be. Give me 2 mil, and I'll help you kill off the entire world. I'm all for it! Retards. This is the hypocritical portion, as I do drive a gas powered car, and I contribute to the poison, and I'll continue to until I get my Elec powered car. God, I'm bitchy today.
Oh, well. I think that's all I'll say today.
Until next time, you magnificent bastards!
~Baren
Edit:
PS!!! Click the damn Google button on the sidebar, and make me some free money!
I'm back for a while. Kinda.
Whereas the move took place in one day, it didn't take as long as expected. I had help from a couple friends (furthermore known as Squall and Rinoa) and it only took 2 hours, which isn't that bad. I may in time forgive Dr. Worm, but right now I'm not in the mood to.
On a move related note, I've been forced to choose the most evil source of Internet Providing this side of the galaxy.
AOL. *shudder* I woulda gone with NetZero, but the free service only gave me 10 FREAKING HOURS per
month. How's that for service, eh? So, I'm back at the loss of my precious cable speed, but I can still update. Speaking of, the comfirmation email came from freespace, and I was approved. I have my password and eveything, so I will be posting my webcomic. Which, in fact, I am going to update in about an hour, I hope. The site is
here Enjoy. I don't wanna hear any bitching about the cover page, I needed one to submit, and it was the only thing I had.
Other than that, I think I'm done for the day. If I think of anything, I'll post it.
Lates, you magnificent bastards.
~Baren.
