Wednesday November 6, 2002 at 02:24 pm

The Late Late Post with DjMgyx

Okay I suppose it’s not really late as there is no formal schedule in which to do these to begin with, but I do like to try and at least get the weekend ish out by Sunday or Monday, and yeah or Tues even. So the weekend was fun filled with many battles with the computer gods, in which it seems to have worked out to a draw, with me having the lead advantage.

It actually started on Fri, I had seen the new Fry’s Electronics ad and had decided it was time to invest in upgrading again, to an AMD 1800 XP or the Celeron 2.2 GHz, both which came with their own motherboards. The 1800 was only $109 and the Celeron was $149, granted the 1800 performs the same, AMD is still seen by corporate America as the little brother to Intel processors, so I figured I’d change and go with the Celeron as well as a new CDRW drive for $49. The reason for the CDRW drive was because I thought my old Creative 8432 was dead because Easy Cd Creator Platinum wasn’t recognizing it. To add salt to this already annoying wound, annoying because out of the 137 gigs of hard drive space I have total, I was down to about 15 all together and needed the burner to work to make more room. The recently configured file network in which all the systems in apt were able to share files between was not accepting my main system into its little realm. So now that my computer was totally isolated form the rest of the apt, feeling a little like Rudolph, I concurred with the approval of the joint chiefs of whoop ass to wage a small tactical strike against the computer demi-gods whom had now formed alliance with the elves of the networking overlord.

I spent all of Friday trying to subdue the issue, playing the role of the United Nations, telling them what the computer what it really should do, while, lamely reinforcing the consequences of what would happen if it did not comply with the request. After several more attempts and persuading the system to comply with gifts of added memory and fresh install of drivers and software, it still held its arrogant self righteous ground like Saddam Hussein.

Frustrated to a new extent by this incompliance, I was left with no resort other than to implement a new plan of attack to at least get firm grasp of the situation, I sought the assistance of the net. Surely I was not the only one whom this has happened to, but alas, it was like a bad military cover up, all information lead in circles or was simply, denied with an extreme amount of 404 errors. They had reached out and snuffed them out, like the mafia silencing the golden eye witness that could take down the entire system with their mere words. Having the actual extent of the situation manifest within true reality and not my distorted perception, I chose a much more barbaric resolution…FORMAT c:\…!

45 minutes late I was back up and running, unbeknownst to me, I was finally able to download and install Windows XP service pack 1, and proceed with all the other mundane hot fixes available, and few reboots later was ready to seriously tackle the now deemed burner demon. This was the 1^st time I’ve had to wage war against this foe and was not adept to the surrounding or the protocols required. So I opted to postpone my wraith a bit longer while I finally configured all the systems in the house to be able to share files amongst each other, which previously only 3 of the 4 systems could do, mine being the 4^th unsociable system. Feeling quite relieved that at least one battle of the war was won; I took a small break to evaluate the situation of present and past to determine if there was anything else left to do before the final assault. The assault turned out to be an annihilation I simply gave up on trying to break down the enemy and instead replaced it with something new, the built in burning software for XP, unfortunately 7 cd’s later this to gave up forcing me to constantly reboot to clear the cache of temp files, thus resulting in replacing everything with a far better software package. I had read that even though Easy Cd Creator is great for the simple minded, and I do enjoy some of its features, it is still considered a newbie burning program with not many options that I now look for such as over burning. The final decision to give up was based on some research on other software that allowed many more features and had a wider range of supported drives. All in all, 20 minutes late and 15% more resources free, I was on my burning spree, tossing out full burned cd’s in just under 3 minutes using Stomp’s Record Now Max 3.0,� yeah I don’t think I’ll be using Easy Cd Creator on any of my system anymore.

Okay So technically this was started on Monday and rolled to Tues, and it’s now Wednesday, and I’m just now finishing the weekend wrap up, I had a ton of things to write about, but have yet to find the time with work and the on going burn spree. After just 2 days I’ve knocked over 30 cd’s.

So other than my technical endeavors and the Sunday Kart Racing, not much else happened this weekend; Monday however I went and kicked it with one off my old roommates, Sean aka Turbo Grimmy, from the house. We haven’t hung out in almost a year though we’ve occasional talked over the phone or stayed caught up over ICQ. Fawna his girl from back in the gap just moved back to Cali after a somewhat strange break up/separation, so he called me to get my opinion on the whole thing. Which really isn’t unusual but at the same time I didn’t think I was very much in the position to give anyone advise on shit anymore, but apparently as he put it “Damn, that probably the best advise I’ve ever heard you give anyone, especially in the form of a car analogy!”. So we proceeded to knock of a half bottle of jack and I think a half liter of Coke Classic and Vanilla Coke.

Okay ironically since nothing is really going on in my home life, ish is getting kind of hairy at work; unfortunately it has to do with politics really, which I despise with a passion when it comes to work. I’d rather work at a job I mildly enjoy and simply go in do my work and leave, than work at a place I really enjoy, and have to constantly watch my back and my front for opportunities to take advantages of other people, or to watch out fro the knife making it’s way towards me.

So we have some politics at work, mainly this lil punk we named “Sonar Boy”, in which at any sighting of him a sonar sound is made. We named him this because no mater where you are, or how low you talk, he can always hear what your talking about, and constantly is butting in where he is not welcomed. Before we just thought he was a geek, then we found out he is nothing more than a corporate monkey, who find no other purpose at work other than to get dirt on people and stab them in the back, so make himself look like the god lil boy. Unfortunately everyone has caught onto this lil act of his and has now become a tad bit abrasive in letting him know nobody likes him for pulling it. So last night a coworker and I were talking across our cubes and he asked who a certain person initials were, granted he already knew, I told him, Sure enough Sonar boy came leaping up 3 rows to race to find out what was going on, since his name was mentioned. He asked me 1^st, but I simply played stupid and told I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about and to lay off the prescription medication. Then he walked over to my coworker and the following conversation proceeded. Oh and it’s colored coded for your connivance.

Green = Coworker

Red = Sonar Boy

Sonar boy walks up and hovers (he does this all the time; I refuse to acknowledge his presence unless verbally made so).

Coworker finally frustrated after 3 minutes of having Sonar Boy hover over his shoulder:

What?

Sonar Boy: Silent still apparently trying to read everything on coworkers screen

Dude what the fuck do you want?

Oh, I was just…

Just what? Reading over my shoulder? That fucking annoys me and I suggest you stop. What?

Well I heard my name mentioned and I…

Yeah and, I wasn’t talking to you

Well I just wanted to know why?

Dude I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking with Terrence

Well I thought there might have been something I did wrong or something

Dude I was having a conversation with someone else

Oh well….I just thought…

Okay you can leave now…

Oh so there wasn’t anything you need to know then?

Dude I wasn’t fucking talking to you, I was having a conversation with someone else, you name was mentioned because I wanted to know who’s initials these were, they answered and that’s it, no need for you to come over here.

Well what were you talking about…?

Dude that’s known of you fucking business, it was a private conversation between 2 people and you were not one of them

Well yeah I guess

Don’t you have something to do now?

Oh okay…

After another 3-4 minutes of silence and Sonar Boy hovering still, after obviously being told to go away

Dude you need to stop reading over my shoulder, and walk away from my desk. NOW!

I laughed the entire time, and soon determine that it may be feasible to institute a blanket party for our sonar resident, not form this situation alone, but on top of the fact that he “tattled” on a few people including me. Yes I said tattle, that’s how my manager put it. Apparently I wasn’t doing my share, and he was upset that I had left 150 tickets to be undone, when my manger told me this as were picking out helmets at the kart races. I couldn’t help but laugh as well, and then he asks me why I was so nonchalant about the whole thing. I explained to him that I left those 150 tickets so the other would have something to do for the rest of the night and that I didn’t give a damn if he was pissed if I didn’t do them to begin with. He was mildly shocked but then asked why I felt that way, which lead to the long drawn out explanation that I had already done 700 of the 900 ticket their were to do in all, and that maybe he should be concentrated on getting his own share done than worrying about what I do with my time. He laughed to and simply told me not to make deals with about the workload, to which I explained I never did, and that he has habit of assuming these clearly delusional deals.

Did I mention I hate work politics?

Okay now that all that’s done its hump day yet, I find my self wondering how these applicants and Enrollment Advisors can walk and breathe at the same time.

So there I’m done for now,

This has been The Late Late Post with DjMgyx