Nerd Test

What Be Your Nerd Type? Your Result: Science/Math Nerd   (Absolute Insane Laughter as you pour toxic chemicals into a foaming tub of death!) Well, maybe you aren't this extreme, but you're in league with the crazy scientists/mathmeticians of today. Very few people have the talent of math and science is something takes a lot of brains as well. Thank whosever God you worship, or don't worship, so thank no deity whatsoever in your case, for you people! Most of us would have died off without your help.
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Call Me Spock

You Should Be a Mechanic

You are logical, calm, and detail oriented. You're rational when things are chaotic, and for you, reason always prevails. And while you are guided by logic, you aren't a slave to it. You're flexible when it counts. You are always open to being wrong. You do best when you: - Work with your hands - Can use tools, machines, or equipment You would also be a good architect or carpenter.

What Should You Be When You Grow Up?

A Cool Breeze.

Speaking of the new fan, it feels great in my office. A coworker thought it was a great fan. If I get the hottest office then I need the coolest fan. FYI: the low setting has he power of a jet engine. High is a mini-tornado.

Oh well back to the paperwork tomorrow.

Beer!

If I could figure out a way to embed the video I would.

Finally Some Climate Control.

My office is hot. I'm talking jungle hot. The rest of the offices have decent air conditioning. When the temps outside are below 80 my office ends up around Death Valley instead of solar surface temps. All I wanted was a fan.

Sadly those are out of season. Target, Wal-Mart, and a few other big box stores didn't have a medium-sized oscillating fan that would fit on my desk. I guess they're just summer items. On a whim I tried Fry's Electronics. They seem to have plenty of small electric devices, perhaps fans would be one of them. Fans were in the very last row.

I found one that wasn't made of plastic, but metal. For $30 it seems a very nice fan. I can't wait to try it out tomorrow. Sometimes it is the mundane things that are so important.

The Paycheck Is Not In The Mail.

A good thing too since I wrote some checks last night. Direct deposit is a beautiful thing. If I found my paycheck on the desk Monday I think something would have bounced. I wish it was a full paycheck and not a partial one. Once I know what to truly expect paywise then I can work on a budget. I'm going to take a guess that the numbers might work out okay, but the real issue will be timing of outgoing bills and incoming paychecks. I'll find out soon enough.

Day 6: A Little Bit Of Justice?

This would be my third(?) hearing. No wait, I think it was my second hearing. The guy already accepted the plea agreement so I needed to just answer a few questions and say a few major words. The judge, defense counsel, and the defendant would do most of the heavy lifting. I may be new to this real world lawyer thing, but I've been around the block a few times.

Most people say they're sorry when they get caught. This guy was different. His rehab had been going well for the year. He was on Step 8 on the 12 Step Program. Even the judge didn't know what Step 8 was since no one ever seems to get that far. The sponsoring witness remarked how much more mature and less angry the defendant was compared to the beginning of the program. Could this be the 1 in 100 guy who realizes that is downward slope in life really needs to be stopped before he hits rock bottom?

Few people live a charmed life. My own life has lots of rough patches. When looking at these people I know my life could be like theirs but for a few choices or circumstances difference. On paper I wanted to throw the book at him. I had to press for a severe punishment, but I was curious about the ruling. The judge was crafty and came up with something just and fair. He had to stay in rehab, that time would count towards his sentence, but it wasn't good time so no days off the sentence for good behavior. If he screwed up the full sentence would be imposed.

Okay sir you get a shot to better your life. I hope you make good use of your second chance.

Cutting The Safety Line.

I haven't worked since mid-June. Needless to say money is tight. When the roommate's rent check comes in I dance an Irish jig for joy. Last year I was working that first job my degree opened up for me. I was scheduled for a night job as well. I decided to work the night job as well. It would only last 4 or 5 weeks and I could use the extra money. Then the day job disappeared through no fault of my own. Stupid non-profits never have good cash flow. I was suddenly very happy to have that night job. It was a good safety line to have some cash coming in.

In a twist of fate I was scheduled to work that same temp night job again starting Thursday night. I'm not certain what hours and days my upcoming new day job will have, but I'm pretty certain I couldn't get to the night job by 5:30. It starts at 5:30 and there is no way around that. They're very draconian in many ways. I admit it: I'm paranoid. Far too many times what I thought would be THE JOB was yanked out from underneath me. Sometimes after the job starts, sometimes before it started. Regardless I'm tired of being yanked around as if I were the chew toy to the fates.

Day job should be my first real start in my legal career. Their funding is secure (relatively speaking) and provided I learn quickly and don't screw things up my job should be secure as well (relatively speaking, security is ultimately a illusion we delude ourselves with). Yet I was very nervous calling the night job to let them know I wouldn't be starting. I explained that I found a new day job and there was no reasonable way I could get to their place by 5:30. All true and the lady congratulated me for my good luck getting the job. The night job doesn't really need me since they have a few hundred of us doing their grunt work. Yet that safety cord felt good to have. I always fear getting screwed over because so far I have been.

Pretraining

I have this job offer. The laptop keys are silent. The printer isn't printing off any resumes. The stamps aren't being used. The email server is not sending anything from me today. It's such a weird change of pace compared to before. I couldn't help it, but I had to check out one website. I saw a few new ads there. Both looked very interesting. Both would be full time positions. Yet I've verbally accepted this one job so I should stick to it.


It'll be a long drive to this job. I decided to do a test drive to see how long it would take and what the traffic would be like in the morning. The rush hour traffic is flowing the other direction, but there are some natural bottlenecks that slow things down. The trip is slightly less than an hour. I don't see any way to significantly reduce that time. Almost as important a question is what quality of radio will I have for such a long drive. I like the local AM station for their traffic reports. Once I get off the interstate I won't care about traffic reports. My fav FM station does surprisingly well through most of the journey until I get right into Small Town. The last five minutes are what a CD player is for!

I'll start reviewing some class notes and PMBR CDs tomorrow. I haven't touched certain areas of law since the bar exam.

The Light At The End Of The Tunnel?

He left a message on my cell phone. If a potential employer is calling back to leave a message to call him back it must be good news. Sadly I just got the potential employer's voice mail when I called back. Oh great we're playing phone tag. He was rushed when he called back, but he asked if I was still interested in the job? Naturally I said yes. It isn't as if I have any other offers. He wants me to come in next Friday for paperwork and stuff with my first official day being the following Monday.

Am I happy that I have a job offer? Yes. Am I disappointed that it's merely a part time job and one heck of a commute? Yes. Will I get good experience? Yes. Why do I sound so depressed about such good news? Simple, I've had lots of good news yanked out from me before. Will something go horribly wrong before I start? It's happened before. Will I get started working and then get screwed again in a few weeks? It's happened before. Right now I feel a cautious and weary optimism. If things go well I'll believe it when I see it. Until I start seeing positive things in my life I'm going to be weary though. If this opportunity goes through I intend to make the most of it, but I suspect it'll be a long time before I stop worrying about when the other shoe will drop.

I'm So Tired Of This.

Sorry, but the client is going with the team members they currently have. If they expand the team we'll be let you know.

Okay it wasn't phrased like that but that was the jist. Dammit give me a job even if it is a temporary position!

It's sad when the checking account gets to $64. At least there was some money in savings and a small check to deposit. How the hell can things be this bad for me?

Movie Review: The Simpsons Movie

The problem with many movies made from a TV show is they don't scale up well to movie sized plots and times. A half hour comedy is only 21 minutes once you get rid of the commercials. That and after 16 seasons The Simpsons is well past it's prime. Seasons 4, 5, and 6 are generally regarded as the high watermark of the series.

Oh dear was it disappointing. They had some funny stuff and a couple of good jokes. Just not enough of them. After the movie I felt like it would have been funnier if they condensed into a 21 minute episode. It's a shame to watch The Simpsons now. It's only a shadow of itself. You don't want to see the things you used to enjoy go, but sometimes you have to know when to say goodbye. Perhaps the time has come for Fox to finally let go of the classic.

Why Don't People Keep Their Promises?

If you're say you'll call me regardless of the outcome of the interview even though it'll be late then fucking call me. I'll settle for an email. Even if the message is, "Hey they're taking longer than we expected." I can accept an excuse if someone will just give me an excuse.

This Takes Real Talent.

"I'm sorry but the client decided to not go with all 12 members for the team so not everyone is gets the assignment."

At least that was the jist of the email. Wow I'm laid off from a job before the job even begins. That takes fucking talent. Seriously, how fucking talented am I when I can be accepted for a job, fill out the W2 and confidentiality agreement, and still be laid off 24 hours before the job begins?

What the fuck kind of luck is this?

Wunderlust

What Your Soul Really Looks Like

You are a wanderer. You constantly long for a new adventure, challenge, or eve a completely different life. You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it. You believe that people see you as a bit small and insignificant. People pay more attention to you than you think. Your near future is all about change, but in very small steps. The end of the journey looks far, but it's much closer than you realize. For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.

Inside the Room of Your Soul

Insomnia

Sleep. Sometimes it's the only thing I crave. Times like now. I don't know why but my sleep cycle was completely trashed this weekend. Friday night, or was it really Saturday morning, I simply couldn't fall asleep. Last night I got to play counselor and the late night session worked with my insomnia too well. On the plus side when I got home at 4am I was ready to crash.

I'm hoping the sleeping pill I took an hour ago start working. I hate chemical wonders, but I need to get on a normal human schedule. Waking up at 11am isn't conducive to normal working hours.

Up late at night I wonder why I can't fall asleep. Is it too much caffiene? Was it the nap I took in the afternoon? Was it all the stress in my life, a life of unsolvable problems at the moment?

I keep yawning. That's a good sign. Let me have at least one thing that I crave in my life. Sometimes the simple things are the only things that matter.

Assault And Barkery

You know it's a bad day when your human gets your leash, walks you down your own driveway to pee on your own mailbox and you get assaulted on your way back by another dog. She came from behind so I didn't see her. She had his jaw around my neck but I have a thick neck. She couldn't really close his jaw with any pressure.

My human was startled by this shocking attack. He started shouting and coming towards us. I think my human scared the foul beast. I got out of the jaws and turned around. Crouching and growling I was ready for Round 2 with the bitch. My human picked me up and took me inside. I was a little sore and had slober all over my neck, but I was okay. I rather liked the attention the humans gave me. I'm cute. Love me, pet me.

I Need To Be The Daniel Jackson Of Languages.

Daniel Jackson to Jack O'Neill: I know 27 languages. Pick one.

Your Travel Personality Is: The Sophisticate

You're well educated and cultured, and the places you travel to reflect that. You appreciate the best art, food, architecture, and local flavor. A true traveler, you are destined to be multi-lingual and very worldly.

What's Your Travel Personality?

The Final Countdown.

I'm supposed to find out today about the BIG JOB. I'm only competing against 2 other candidates. I don't see how I can't be the one most qualified. I'll get an email later today. Here's the funny thing. I'm heading to a reception dinner tonight the next state over. A friend and I are heading over this afternoon. I'll see if I can plug my laptop into the free hotel network.

EDIT: ha ha I got to the ethernet port first. Still no email though.

EDIT: Still no email. Okay this is damned annoying.

Saturday June 16 EDIT: And yet again no damned email. Come on lady how hard is it to pick the person? The wedding festivities went well. The groom's parents have a large suite and several coolers are full of alcohol due to the groom's sister. Now this is a good time all things together. I just get anxious every 90 minutes or so and want to check my email.

EDIT: The reception was a pretty good time, but still no email. *Deep sigh*

Sunday June 17 EDIT: We're checking out of the hotel. Still no email.

Unexpected Guests.

I opened my front door to reach my mailbox. A neighbor was walking his dog, a small chihuahua that would fit in my palm. The dog wasn't leased, ran up my sidewalk, and through my open door right next to me. I was shocked. I figured it would stop to investigate me. Nope, it wanted to go inside.

I heard the pitter patter of toenails on my floor. The dog did a lap and went out my open front door.

That was just plain weird.