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Sunday, November 27, 2005
something weird I noticed...scroll down and look at the times of my posts. what are the odds that I'd feel like posting exactly one day apart, then 12 hours. kooky.

Edit: woah, this post is at the same time as my pine cone theft post...this is kinda creepy.




I was supposed to work on my term papers this weekend, but my mind has been other places. I have found it difficult to focus on a paper...in fact I have found it difficult to focus on any one thing...I have even been getting irritated with video games more quickly and quitting after 10-15 minutes. This is very odd for me since I usually play games to escape. At least I did some research for both papers and I did the statistics for my lab report. Maybe I'll feel like working on it more later...




Saturday, November 26, 2005
So my grandma is not doing too well, and being up here in Davis while she is in so cal is pretty tough. I had to basically say farewell to her today. It was probably the toughest phonecall in my life. I told her that I love her, and that I was sorry for not making it down. I also told her thank you for everything that she has done for me...because without her I would not be the person I am today. It is because of her guidance that I made it this far in school. She also inspired me in little ways like watching discovery channel, cooking shows, and sports. Go figure I want to be a marine biologist, I love cooking, and I love watching sports. Grandma, I told you this, but I want the whole world to know that I love you.

The phone call was rough, but it was worth it. I heard her say that she loves me too. I feel better that I at least got that...




Friday, November 25, 2005
First Chia pet commercial spotting of the year! I win!




Wednesday, November 23, 2005
So I was at Ace yesterday and some sick sadistic bastard stole my pine cones out of the back of my truck. I know this may seem petty, but this is very serious. What kind of a world to we live in that a persons pine cones are not safe. To make matters worse is that they opened the bed of my truck. I bet you they took them to make a wreath or something. They were very nice cones, one had been with me for over a year. It was initially closed up, but it opened up in the bed of my truck. So for the sick bastard that took my cones:

You fucking bastard, if I ever catch you I am going to cram a cone down your throat and up your ass. Then I am going to super glue your butt cheecks together. You sir are an asshole, a bastard, and an inconsiderate bitch, I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire.

I am still surprsingly bitter that this happened to me. It is as if I had a convertible car and somebody reached into my backseat and took something. Okay, I gotta go marinate my turkey. I hope that cone thief rots in hell.




Tuesday, November 22, 2005
"James needs to tell Dave that if he continues to discriminate unfairly, he will be obligated to contact Dave’s manager."

your poor father.. I guess that's one way to raise him.




Sunday, November 20, 2005
So as steph pointed out a while back, I found out that I can dictate to my computer which is pretty sweet, but I have to train it some more because it misunderstands me so much. I will however give you a blurb of voice dictation...unedited:

the road not taken by Robert frost:

to roads diverged in the yellow would,
And sorry I cannot trouble both
And the one traveler, long I stood
and look down one as far as I could
to wear a dent in the undergrowth;

then took the other, as just as fair,
and having perhaps a better acclaim,
because it was grassy have wanted where ;
the OS for that the passing their
had warned them really about the same,

and both that morning equally lay
in leaves no step had tried unblock.
oh, I kept the first for another day !
Get knowing how weighing movies onto way,
but added if I should ever come back .

Actual be telling this with a sigh
somewhere pages and pages and:
to roads diverge to the yellow would , and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.

To find the actual version of the poem click here.

So as you can see this thing needs some more train, but sweet nonetheless. Okay, moving on, I have not typed a real blog in a while so here goes...

I had a meeting with my boss that cursed at me early in the week and it did go well. I was acutally going in to quit on tuesday, then I was going to turn in my grievance. However, right before I went to class I got an email from him, and he said that he was sorry. So I went in, and he said that he was sorry for yelling at me and that there was no excuse for doing it. He did explain the reason though, which I do not feel like typing, just know that I understood completely. Then I explained why I did what I did, and he understood. Then I told him that I was acutally going to come in and quit today, and he told me that he was indifferent. He claimed that I had not been doing my job. I then asked "like what?" He then told me that I have not been cleaning the tanks every week. I then challenged him to go back in the records and find the last time I had missed a week. Please note the last week I missed (not counting the week he cursed me) was in the summer some time. I am sure that it was no less than 10 weeks ago. He claimed that I had been doing well lately, and that purchasing food was doing well...and went on and on about stuff that I was doing well and okay with...he then told me that he really did not want me to quit. Then he called me crucial to the lab and the best fish person he has had in recent memory. He called me the conscience of the lab that takes care of the fish and the lab when the other grad students mess it up. I have to admit, I was going to ask for a raise, but the acknowledgement of my doings around the lab was enough for me.

Oh, he also told me that there had been complaints about me barging in when people were filming the fish. I was shocked, I flat out told him I have never, ever barged into the lab during filming because I know the laser is dangerous. The only time I go in is to drop off fish food. He asked why I did not just leave the food in the fridge with a note telling the people to dump it into the container when they were done? I told him, I have done that before, and the job did not get done and the worms died. I also told him that a job does not get done around here until I do it, and that if they were having problems with me that they should have told me instead of coming to you. He said that he told them to do that, but I guess they didnt have the balls. I guess those people in there are two faced.

I am not too sure if any of this made sense, but here are the results:

I have more work and hours around the lab
I feel that I have a bit more respect from dr. wainwright
Things around the lab that I wanted changed were changed


The rest of the week was really long though. I was sick throughout, but I pressed on. I few times my throat was so sore that I could not even swallow my own spit. I was also really sore and achy. I probably would not have gone to class, but I had a midterm as well as an essay and homework due, so it was kind of pertinent. One thing that is really different from high school is that in college if you are sick on test day, to damn bad. You go in and take it. You have to be in the hospital or dead to get out of a test in college. Keep that in mind Mikey. Suck it up sissy man. Oh, Mikey they have an egg nog shake at Jack in the Box, get one if you can, it is pretty good.

okay I gotta go I need to do some research, shower, then bed. Nightz.




Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Shooting stars tonight? Yeah we got that.




Monday, November 14, 2005
I am sick.
I am tired.
I have too much on my mind.
Horrible year continues...




Tuesday, November 08, 2005
So when is it okay to quit your job without two weeks notice? In my opinion there are not many reasons for quitting without two weeks, however when your boss (who is also the Ph.D. who basically owns the lab) tells you to "go fuck off" like mine did today...that is another story. I am going to quit my job I think...I am very sure in fact. The thing is that I know that I am going to screw him over when I do it, so I feel quite happy. I used to feel bad for leaving him high and dry, but now I feel no remorse. I feel bad for the grad students that also kinda depended on me, but whatcha gonna do.

So you are probably wondering about the events that transpired to get him to tell me to fuck off...well allow me to explain. I forgot to turn in my timesheet yesterday, so I rushed over to the payroll office, but they had already closed. So I had to turn it in today, but when I picked up the timesheet it said that they needed to be turned in last friday...so this filled me with a greater sense of urgency. So I fill it out and I hear him talking to somebody in his office. I kinda peek over and see that the door is open and the person he is talking to is standing up. Thinking, the door is open and the person that he is talking to is not even sitting down, it should be okay to approach him to get him to sign the timesheet...which will take 20 seconds. So I walk to the open door and stand outside. He then looks over to me and says "Can't you see I am fucking busy" I reply "sorry to bother you but could you sign my time sheet?." He says "no I can't sign your fucking time sheet, now go fuck off!"

So almost immediately decided then and there that I would quit. Some might say is that I should not burn my bridges down, but I dont think that this is a bridge that I would want to cross...ever again. I am not worried about reccomendations because I have a couple other doctors that I have already talked to that would be more than willing to write one for me. Okay, I gotta go...leigths.




Friday, November 04, 2005
So today I was on the bus I was racially offended for probably the second time in my life. The thing is, I am not even the race that was mentioned...Mexican. I have grown up with hispanics all of my life, some have become very close friends of mine and I know their families. And the remark on this fucking white guys shirt said "My Mexican works for less than your Mexican". I think this is the most offended that I have ever been...ever. This guy was lucky that I was standing in the back of a crowded bus and he was near the middle/front of it. Some of my best friends are either full mexican or mixed and that shit is wrong, who the hell puts that on a shirt, and what idiot buys that.




Thursday, November 03, 2005
So I have not posted in a long while, and truth be told...I had nothing really to post about. My life has not been too thrilling, same thing day in and day out. I am doing pretty well in all of my classes, and I am really really hoping for at least a 3.0 gpa this quarter. So far at the halfway point in the quarter I am actually doing well...this is probably the best I have ever done. So I feel confident, which probably is not good...but meh, whatcha gonna do.

Anyway the reason for this post is actually because I did something today that was out of the ordinary. There was a career and internship fair today for biology people, and of course I went. And I have encouraging news for me anyway. There were about 4 different agencies that asked me for a resume (I cant put that thing over the "e") just based on my major. Then when I told them that I am minoring in Aquaculture and have a strong background in Wildlife, Fish, and Conservation Biology they were blown away. I feel that this really takes a huge burden off of my shoulders. So instead of going straight to grad school I feel that the option of going to work for the state (either california or oregon)or federal government for a couple years then have the state or federal government pay for me to go to school. At each of the places I went to at the fair I made sure to ask about attending school for my masters and PhD while working and they said no problem. Also these jobs start at about $4000-5000/month with paid vacations, sick time, and health insurance. I could not believe how much of a burden this was off of my mind.

Okay, I am off to go cause some shinanigans...leights