I had an awesome morning!
The first thing to happen was, I checked my email and Tara had sent me something overnight! I opened the email and it was a couple of pictures of her, one of which being an image of her with her new, highlighted hair. I spent some time admiring her. She is still as gorgeous as ever. I really miss her. She is always so much fun and bouys my spirits no matter what the reason for their being low. I hope I get to talk to her soon.
Then, still in email checking mode, I investigated the status of my nerf bars. Lo and behold they were 'On Delivery'! That had me giddy with pleasure, after already being 9/10th's of the way there because of the email from Tara. They showed up here at just before 10:00. I took them out of the box, examined them, and took a couple pictures. I can't wait to get them mounted. I had some confusion as I tried to figure out where they go but I think I have it figured out. That is going to be such an awesome addition to my vehicle. And only 2-1/2 years late!
Back to work for me. I have a lot of stuff yet to do. Toodles!
Friday, May 30, 2003
Thursday, May 29, 2003
A few thoughts that have been churning around in my head.
I think maybe it would be a good idea to buy some more weights, and another bar. I'd like to get back to my exercise regime. It has kind of been shelved of late with all of the traveling I've been doing lately. I'd like to get back to it. Since I ride my bike to and from work everyday, I don't think I wanna do the exercise bike as my exercise. Its too much of the same thing. I was thinking of getting some more weights, and go back to the weightlifting thing. My complaint with that always was, having to stop, change up the bar, before going to the next exercise always broke the routine and made it less 'fun' to do. If I had another bar I could have one dedicated to heavy weights, for the bulk lifting, and have a second bar, with less weight on it, for the conditioning exercises. I believe I will investigate that possibility this weekend. I also want to see what a rowing machine costs as that sounds like a good way to exercise, and watch TV, which I find to be a nice combination.
Is it just me or does Justin Timberlake seem to wanna be the white Michael Jackson? Not the weird, creepy Michael Jackson that exists now, but the old, talented black guy that people actually wanted to listen to. I had the (mis?)fortune of catching a Justin Timberlake video today at lunch. Damn if that didn't look like a video from the eighties. Had it been a radio song it would have been easy to mistake it for a Michael Jackson tune. I think Justin has identity issues.
Some people get really rabid about religion. I didn't think that happened anymore but there's a community near here that is in a uproar over religion. It boils down to a question of them publicly declaring their religious affiliation. There is quite a battle brewing over this issue. I got a bit of a glimpse into the saga today and while I can see their point, I'm glad its not me dealing with the situation.
That is all for now. Toodles!
I think maybe it would be a good idea to buy some more weights, and another bar. I'd like to get back to my exercise regime. It has kind of been shelved of late with all of the traveling I've been doing lately. I'd like to get back to it. Since I ride my bike to and from work everyday, I don't think I wanna do the exercise bike as my exercise. Its too much of the same thing. I was thinking of getting some more weights, and go back to the weightlifting thing. My complaint with that always was, having to stop, change up the bar, before going to the next exercise always broke the routine and made it less 'fun' to do. If I had another bar I could have one dedicated to heavy weights, for the bulk lifting, and have a second bar, with less weight on it, for the conditioning exercises. I believe I will investigate that possibility this weekend. I also want to see what a rowing machine costs as that sounds like a good way to exercise, and watch TV, which I find to be a nice combination.
Is it just me or does Justin Timberlake seem to wanna be the white Michael Jackson? Not the weird, creepy Michael Jackson that exists now, but the old, talented black guy that people actually wanted to listen to. I had the (mis?)fortune of catching a Justin Timberlake video today at lunch. Damn if that didn't look like a video from the eighties. Had it been a radio song it would have been easy to mistake it for a Michael Jackson tune. I think Justin has identity issues.
Some people get really rabid about religion. I didn't think that happened anymore but there's a community near here that is in a uproar over religion. It boils down to a question of them publicly declaring their religious affiliation. There is quite a battle brewing over this issue. I got a bit of a glimpse into the saga today and while I can see their point, I'm glad its not me dealing with the situation.
That is all for now. Toodles!
Wednesday, May 28, 2003
I've noticed an interesting phenomenon that is occurring on the internet. Pop-up ads for dating sites are starting to encrouch on the domain that used to be reserved exclusively for adult vices (porn, gambling, etc). I get a lot of pop-ups for dating sites of one stripe or another when I visit innocuous sites like free, webmail sites. One in particular will launch three pop-ups for different dating sites when I log on to check my mail. I still don't think pop-up advertising works but at least having these ads appear on my screen feels less annoying that something for a big boob site, or something about penis enlargement. Getting a pop-up for a dating site seems more helpful than being told I need a more prodigious tool.
Toodles!
Toodles!
Tuesday, May 27, 2003
After some bad news, I got some good news.
1) I got a response to my inquiry to driverfx.ca. A customer service representative emailed me back with a tracking number for the nerf bars I ordered off the internet. I checked and they are currently 'In Terminal' with Purolator. Maybe, with some luck, they'll be here by week's end. (hope, hope)
2) My boss came into my office right at noon and had some good news for me. A consultant we are on friendly terms with just got an approval to construct a large membrane treatment unit for a town in Saskatchewan. The likelihood is that we'll be the listed specification for supplier of membrane treatment equipment. A cursory knowledge of the project would make it our largest project ever. And I'll design and implement it. Lots of work coming in now after a nervous early spring.
That is all. Toodles!
1) I got a response to my inquiry to driverfx.ca. A customer service representative emailed me back with a tracking number for the nerf bars I ordered off the internet. I checked and they are currently 'In Terminal' with Purolator. Maybe, with some luck, they'll be here by week's end. (hope, hope)
2) My boss came into my office right at noon and had some good news for me. A consultant we are on friendly terms with just got an approval to construct a large membrane treatment unit for a town in Saskatchewan. The likelihood is that we'll be the listed specification for supplier of membrane treatment equipment. A cursory knowledge of the project would make it our largest project ever. And I'll design and implement it. Lots of work coming in now after a nervous early spring.
That is all. Toodles!
Again we had another night of lucid dreams. Maybe its not the dreams that are troubling so much as the fact that I'm close enough to consciousness that I'm remembering. Whatever the cause/effect relationship, I have a head of wool socks again.
Last night's dream had me walking across Saskatchewan. I'd walked from Winnipeg to Saskatoon, and was on my way home, to what I believe was Weekes. It was going to be a long walk (i.e. the distance would be long if driving) from Saskatoon so while I don't remember the exact destination, as I was heading to a 'home' that's what I presume it was.
That whole last paragraph was pointless. Anyway, I was one my way home, going north from Saskatoon towards Warman. Along my trip, around the point north on Warman Road where you meet the chemical plant, I ran into a girl from way back in my past. Christie Bjolverud from Central Butte. I have NO idea where that came from. Anyway, we were getting along famously, chatting and joking and flirting as we walked. Eventually we got to a 7-11/truck stop somewhere between Saskatoon and Warman. (There is no such place in reality) We stopped for drinking. The line was stupid at the 7-11 and while Christie got her drink, there were no cups left and I didn't get a slurpee like I was going to. I was annoyed but I was just going to keep going without one. She thought I should wait for more cups. Instead we left the 7-11 and walked to the truck stop place. Now as I think about it, it was more of an abandoned truck stop that was in the process of being renovated into a bar. (no, I don't know where that came from either) Inside there was a counter with a book/magazine store. For some reason I figured I should buy a movie to watch as we walked. (again, I don't know what made me think something so idiotic) I was in the process of picking from the meagre selection when I awoke, at 5:55 in the morning.
These dreams are stupid. I wish I could at least have a dream that made some sense, or contained imagery that I could appreciate where the reference came from. Christie Bjolverud? Walking from Saskatoon? 7-11/abandoned truck stop in the middle of nowhere? I don't get any of this.
On the nervous tick front, my whole eyeball seems to be quivering with each spasm now. And, I'm getting random muscle twitches in other parts of my body too. I hate being tense.
Toodles!
Last night's dream had me walking across Saskatchewan. I'd walked from Winnipeg to Saskatoon, and was on my way home, to what I believe was Weekes. It was going to be a long walk (i.e. the distance would be long if driving) from Saskatoon so while I don't remember the exact destination, as I was heading to a 'home' that's what I presume it was.
That whole last paragraph was pointless. Anyway, I was one my way home, going north from Saskatoon towards Warman. Along my trip, around the point north on Warman Road where you meet the chemical plant, I ran into a girl from way back in my past. Christie Bjolverud from Central Butte. I have NO idea where that came from. Anyway, we were getting along famously, chatting and joking and flirting as we walked. Eventually we got to a 7-11/truck stop somewhere between Saskatoon and Warman. (There is no such place in reality) We stopped for drinking. The line was stupid at the 7-11 and while Christie got her drink, there were no cups left and I didn't get a slurpee like I was going to. I was annoyed but I was just going to keep going without one. She thought I should wait for more cups. Instead we left the 7-11 and walked to the truck stop place. Now as I think about it, it was more of an abandoned truck stop that was in the process of being renovated into a bar. (no, I don't know where that came from either) Inside there was a counter with a book/magazine store. For some reason I figured I should buy a movie to watch as we walked. (again, I don't know what made me think something so idiotic) I was in the process of picking from the meagre selection when I awoke, at 5:55 in the morning.
These dreams are stupid. I wish I could at least have a dream that made some sense, or contained imagery that I could appreciate where the reference came from. Christie Bjolverud? Walking from Saskatoon? 7-11/abandoned truck stop in the middle of nowhere? I don't get any of this.
On the nervous tick front, my whole eyeball seems to be quivering with each spasm now. And, I'm getting random muscle twitches in other parts of my body too. I hate being tense.
Toodles!
Monday, May 26, 2003
Why don't people listen to me?
I told them that the problem with the internet connection at our shop was the service to the building. In other words, either the modem was not working, or the system on the other side of the modem wasn't working. The setup of the computer was not a problem. Either way, SaskTel needed to be brought back to investigate their installation. What happens? They call software people to come set up the internet at the shop. Result? They waste a day trying only to come to the same conclusion I'd already reached. Solution? Do what I'd already suggested, and call SaskTel to look at the service to the building.
Why don't people listen to me?
I told them that the problem with the internet connection at our shop was the service to the building. In other words, either the modem was not working, or the system on the other side of the modem wasn't working. The setup of the computer was not a problem. Either way, SaskTel needed to be brought back to investigate their installation. What happens? They call software people to come set up the internet at the shop. Result? They waste a day trying only to come to the same conclusion I'd already reached. Solution? Do what I'd already suggested, and call SaskTel to look at the service to the building.
Why don't people listen to me?
I'm not happy. I'm really not happy. That doesn't really even cover it but I've resolved to not swear in this public forum so I'm not going to. That's all I want to do however.
It all boils down to my quest for my P.Eng. status. I got to talk to the girl at the APEGS office this morning. We went over a few things and my anger level rose with each explanation she laid out for me. When I finally got off the phone my body was quivering with suppressed rage and my right eye has not ceased twitching yet, and its 1:30 in the afternoon.
I can't think about it without flying into a seething rage so I'm just going to hit the highlights. As of this morning I am no further along in my quest for my P.Eng status. I remain locked at 32 months of experience. This is despite the fact that I've worked nearly twice that. Bygones. My chances of getting credit for the missing 6 months from Wheatheart are slim to none, based on a spurious decision that was made, and not documented AT ALL. I asked the very nice girl at the APEGS office what she thought was my best course of action and she told me, just do another 4 months. It'll probably get you to your goal faster.
Now for the really aggravating part. My Mentor is this Engineer-In-Training process has submitted NONE of the required documentation associated with the process. I have submitted and inquired with him about, two six month reports, and he has done nothing with either of them. So, as far as APEGS is concerned, I have been unemployed for the last year. The one piece of documentation that he has submitted was to say he was NOT willing to agree that I was ready for P. Eng. status. Thus I am completely screwed, and a screw-up, in his opinion.
So I sit here this afternoon in various fits of anger and abject depression. I have tried, and tried, and tried with this process, only to be met by indifference and derision from the people who make the decisions. If I could at least be treated with some kind of concern I might find satisfaction. But on various levels I have been forgotten and ignored. It makes me want to beat my fists against a wall, or crumple in misery. I hate this crap. Someone just make it go away.
I remain . . .
It all boils down to my quest for my P.Eng. status. I got to talk to the girl at the APEGS office this morning. We went over a few things and my anger level rose with each explanation she laid out for me. When I finally got off the phone my body was quivering with suppressed rage and my right eye has not ceased twitching yet, and its 1:30 in the afternoon.
I can't think about it without flying into a seething rage so I'm just going to hit the highlights. As of this morning I am no further along in my quest for my P.Eng status. I remain locked at 32 months of experience. This is despite the fact that I've worked nearly twice that. Bygones. My chances of getting credit for the missing 6 months from Wheatheart are slim to none, based on a spurious decision that was made, and not documented AT ALL. I asked the very nice girl at the APEGS office what she thought was my best course of action and she told me, just do another 4 months. It'll probably get you to your goal faster.
Now for the really aggravating part. My Mentor is this Engineer-In-Training process has submitted NONE of the required documentation associated with the process. I have submitted and inquired with him about, two six month reports, and he has done nothing with either of them. So, as far as APEGS is concerned, I have been unemployed for the last year. The one piece of documentation that he has submitted was to say he was NOT willing to agree that I was ready for P. Eng. status. Thus I am completely screwed, and a screw-up, in his opinion.
So I sit here this afternoon in various fits of anger and abject depression. I have tried, and tried, and tried with this process, only to be met by indifference and derision from the people who make the decisions. If I could at least be treated with some kind of concern I might find satisfaction. But on various levels I have been forgotten and ignored. It makes me want to beat my fists against a wall, or crumple in misery. I hate this crap. Someone just make it go away.
I remain . . .