What a waste

Not gonna bitch about it. Not gonna moan. Decision’s made, nothing I can do about it.

Endgame.

…finally

about damn time we get some decent weather for the weekend. Nothing below -12 C before next Thursday.

Destinations

Looking out the window of my cube, I’m stuck with the idea that I need to get the hell out of here. The white snow, the below 0 Fahrenheit temperature, the salty roads, everything about this place is making me want to just pack my bags and go. The kicker is that I have no set idea where I want to go, but I just know I want to go. It wasn’t that long ago that I was in Vegas for SEMA, and just now thinking about that makes me wonder if it’s the environment that i’m in that’s making me unhappy, or if it’s just a general reprieve from my boring existence that i’m looking for. Death thoughts can really mess with your synapses.

A change of scenery is something that’s not always easy to do, not without either ripping up roots, severing friendships, or at least making some sort of sacrifice. I think maybe I want to head down to California or Florida and just cruise up and down the coast and experience the joys of permanent warm weather, the wind on my face on Highway 1, tunes cranked. The shitty part of the deal is that it’s probably going to work against me if I end up going by myself. It’s no fun enjoying life without someone to share it with. That’s probably the bigger, deeper reason for me wanting to get the fuck out of here, but it’s nice to think that it just might not be the real reason.
If only that were my job, if only that were my “raison d’être“, then I believe I would truly be a happy man. It’s funny because I’ve never really been much of a travelling guy, but these winters are making me re-evaluate my permanent scenario. It would definitely suck to leave friends behind, but it’s not too hard to start over, especially when we’re young.

Maybe it’s also because I have this pretentious prick of a consultant who I have to work with who seriously needs to die in a fire. One that I’ve caused. I would then light his grave on fire.

Maybe I need a pet.

Vista upgrade invalidates your XP key

If you choose to purchase an upgrade version of Windows Vista to upgrade XP, you will no longer be able to use that version of XP. Either on another system, or as a dual-boot option. The key will be invalidated, preventing activation.

Talk about getting completely jammed in the starfish.

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R2-D2 projector

Ok. Enough is enough. How much of a nerd do you have to be in order to buy something as ridiculous as this? It’s bad enough that we’ve got people dressing like them, but to actually enable them to have their own R2-D2?

I wonder what the discussion was like when they dreamed up this thing. It must have been something drug-induced, because they weren’t obviously building it for it’s marketability. The market share is probably so minute that it’s not even worth mentioning, especially for it’s price tag. 2 grand?

It’s amazing how much time and energy is wasted on things like this.

Something disturbing

Take a look at the picture below.

How friggin disgusting is it that while foods that are good for you, have only gone UP in price in the last 20 years, where the foods that are bad for you have only gone down. Talk about being the exact reason why the western world is considered “morbidly obese”.

It’s no surprise we see links between obesity and poverty. We know we should be eating better, but we don’t. We don’t keep track of what we eat and have no idea how many calories we’re actually eating. (We think we do but we’re completely wrong.) Our friends have pet theories about what’s good to eat, but it’s rarely informed by data and it’s mostly minuatie (“you should eat nuts 18 minutes before sleeping!”). We say we’re going to cook at home more, but never find time to. We spend too much on food.

What’s interesting is that I feel completely comfortable managing my personal finances, but the food issue–a close parallel–is really intimidating. Realizing this has really opened my eyes to how hard it is to get started on a goal, whether it’s personal finance or eating better.

so frickin bored

There’s like, shit all to do in this fuckin apartment other than be on the computer, watch tv, or sleep. It’s depressing as fuck. Maybe I need another vacation or something, but this “winter” that we’re ’supposedly’ having isn’t really doing much for the chi.

Don’t get me wrong. I love not having any snow, but I really…really…really…hate this season. It’s fuckin dark at 4:30, and I feel like a goddamned eskimo. My bandwidth hasn’t seen this kind of throughput ever. Maybe I’ve just got perma-sand in the cooter or something, but something’s gotta give.