urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe like what nefariousfoe 2005-09-09T18:00:36Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:4338 2005-09-09T18:00:36Z 2005-09-09T18:00:36Z so i was at work troubleshooting some bullshit with one of the software engineers, i told him i was able to RDC (log into my computer at home) and pull shit up from there.......then i remember'd that the last thing i was looking at was gobs and gobs of pRon.<br /><br />i ended up telling him there must be something wrong with my computer. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:3894 2005-09-06T18:20:37Z 2005-09-06T18:20:37Z last night i had the most vivid dream....all lucid and shit. the *during* was a trip. then i woke up.....realized i was having a dream. trippy shit. then i wokeup-wokeup....and i couldn't remember what the dream was about. <br /><br />ain't that a bitch. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:3707 2005-08-22T23:30:47Z 2005-08-22T23:30:47Z so my uncle.....one of the pillars of my family was diagnosed with glioblastoma multiforme, a viscious condition, that basically has no cure. very-very sad. my sister (who is a nurse practiioner) was very frank when i asked her about the condition....she basically broke it down, that chemo and drugs weren't working, and the the treatment ontop of the condition itself was draining my uncle, so they ceased...the chemo anways...and let him go home to basically die comfortably. it's hard to see someone who was so strong in the past be put a situation like this....my dad had a 1 on 1 with him, and my uncle said, if he had a gun, he'd shoot himself with it.<br /><br />i feel bad. and the whole prospect scares me...not for my own health, but for my parents.....relatively speaking we're an old family whose prime was somewhere in the mid to late 80's....amongst my friends, my parents are pretty much the oldest of the litter. <br /><br />and i'm a mama's boy...so if anything were to happen to my ma? i'd just about breakdown.<br /><br />scary.<br /><br />on a lighter note: my relatives who *haven't* seen me in a bit, likend to call me "nog-nog" the whole time i was there, thanks to my tan, care of beachouting's ala surfing.<br /><br />sprinkles of laughter mixed within the proverbial bowl of *sadness*. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:3560 2005-07-26T18:27:58Z 2005-07-26T18:27:58Z doesn't change the fact that i need to "hop to it".<br /><br />just had a meeting with my boss, went over weekly shit. i can't believe i installed/setup/maintain teh very bain of my existence. (<a href="http://www.mantisbt.org/"></a><br /><br />it's better than bugzilla.......thing is: it's too good.<br /><br />so yeh, the end of the meeting, he was struggling on bringing up what time i came in, relative to what time i was taking off. <br /><br />heheh....opps....<br /><br />guess imma try to make it in at a respectable time. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:3231 2005-07-23T06:14:13Z 2005-07-23T06:14:13Z you can't change people. <br /><br />you can't change how they're going to react or how they're going to feel. <br /><br />and when you get to that moment of realization, that point where you know what's best for you, yourself and all parties included, the fact that you know what to do doesn't make what *needs* to be done any easier.<br /><br />what to do? how to do it? and what will the consequences be?<br /><br />i wish i knew, i wish it were simpler, i wish everything remotely attached to the situation could emerge unscathed, but the reality is, the odds are against it, but i liken it to dropping an egg on a pillow, as opposed to concrete.....i dunno. i just don't know.<br /><br />then again, does anyone? i sincerely doubt it. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:2839 2005-07-21T06:42:38Z 2005-07-21T06:42:38Z if it's hot where live, then it's horrid everywhere else. at the beach there was this chick in the water that looked exactly like natalie portman......no joke, so i was kinda sticking near her to impress. hah, fuuuuck....bad idea. 3 of the fattest wipeouts of my life: <br /><br />first one? i'll chalk up to experience. some waves you have no bizness trying to catch......and when you try, the ocean will tell you. suffice to say, it's the first time my face has touched the ground.<br /><br />2nd one? i up-ended and my board clipped my ankle.....seriously thought the shit (my ankle) was going to fall off. shook it off (after 15minues).<br /><br />3rd one? up-ended....again, and got bonked on the head.<br /><br />my description of today's sesh? pain.<br /><br />i don't think natalie was impressed. <br /><br />s'all good though, i thought star wars sucked anyways. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:2687 2005-07-19T08:45:10Z 2005-07-19T08:45:10Z went to the comicon with my sisters, i had a pretty fun time, talking shit and making fun of my sisters makes for good times, i suppose. but yeh, didn't really get to walk around all that much, when i got there, and actually got to walking around, shit didn't really look that much different from the last time i went.<br /><br />fucking downtown. way too many people. <br /><br />we had to take the trolly in from fashion valley, and the shit was packed going in. socal people aren't made to *do* public transportation, no one follows the simplest rules like: let preggo chicks sit, don't stare, and (i dunno) don't touch me with you stinky ass. fuck it. i remember the days when you could go to the comicon, park *at* the convention center (for $5), do your thing and leave. <br /><br />now you gotta worry about convetion bullshit, padres games and summer pops...not to mention tourists getting thier fill of sun. fuckers.<br /><br />on a sadder, and slightly more bullshit note: strapped my surfboard to the suv too tight. now i have a fatty dent on the nose, and 2 rawr'ing cracks on the rails, and to top it off, i forgot my wetsuit at my parents....on the upside: got a epoxy repair kit on the cheap, and a heatwave is hitting socal, so i prolly wont need the wetsuit.<br /><br />tomorrow's the last day with the summer school bastards, i *will* miss them...but i will find a way to go on with my life.<br /><br />little bastards.<br /><br />damn, i need some exitement in my fucking life. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:2401 2005-07-14T22:07:04Z 2005-07-14T22:07:04Z so me and one of the developers are going to be onsite tomorrow morning.....switching up from a 3 minute commute to a 45 minutes drive? yeh...it fucking sucks, but kicking it with the little bastards is kinda fun.....kids can be so fucking ruthless, and i've found that often times, they respond and respect your more if you return fire. <br /><br />so i started shooting the shit with a group of them.....broke the ice with: <br /><br />"so this is summer school, yeh? what's the deal? you guys stupid, or trying to get ahead?" <br /><br />anyways, from there it splintered into skating, surfing and video games....3 vices i can understand. so then they ask me how old i am, and i tell them "31.", and they start tripping....apparently, (age-wise) i'm not too far off from one of thier parents.....wild shit.<br /><br />yadda-yadda, my boss tells the team that we're going to be rolling out a beta at some private school in utah. i have a feeling he's throwing out probes for volunteers. <br /><br />fuck that, what the hell's in utah? besides mountains and snow....and mormons.<br /><br />ehh, whatever. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:2134 2005-07-13T05:17:16Z 2005-07-13T05:17:16Z but it's still a bitch!!<br /> <br />so yeh, not too long ago, i used to work for a company that got bought out by the "evil empire" (aol), not sure if they can really be considered an empire these days, but shit, it was a stable paycheck. anyways, during the merge, i kinda rubbed one of the senior sys admins the wrong way.....yah, small companies getting absorbed by bigger ones like to keep thier identity, and end up rejecting (bigger co) culture, and subsequently....policy.<br /><br />so yadda-yadda fast forward to the future, after absorbing a perfectly fine company, the shirts back east decide to cancel our projects and close our office, so i get transfered to the irvine office, in and of itself, not too bad, enjoyable in fact, then the shit hits the fan, and the senior sys admin i rubbed wrong in the past becomes my boss.......fucking great.<br /><br />so that's where i post most of my blame on getting laidoff, anyways, 50% of the IT dept in irvine got the gas face....and when there's only 2 to begin with.....haha....it makes the math kinda easy. at the time i really didn't give a shit, because the job itself was wearing thin.<br /><br />but i just got off the phone with my ex-coworker/buddy (the other 1/2 of the IT dept), as it turns out, he had a chat with his new boss (read: not the pissed ass i had to deal with) about his fate with the company.....so he hooked him up with another job within the company. a job so sick, i had to vent about it. basically: a sysadmin to the stars. he's on call, and *can* work from home, if he so chooses. if that weren't enough, his new title is "project manager" and his boss is at corporate (dulles, virginia), so yeh, the my boy had to do some computer work for the guy who directed "stealth", and he's gotta meet with ashton kutcher to take a look at his computer.<br /><br />i'm actually happy for him though, cuz he's a cool dog.<br /><br />backstory: i was actually offered a position with the new boss (in arizona), but i declined because i didn't want to leave california.<br /><br />it's one of those things i *wonder* about, from time to time, but what can you do? hahah...fuck it. at least my old asshole boss that wanted me gone got demoted to my old job. fucker. just thinking of his name brings flashbacks of his fat ass, with his old (off-white), armpit stained aol freebie shirts. for some reason, i want to kick my dog. haha....<br /><br />oh well...heh...fucking hindsight. you bitch. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:1813 2005-07-11T22:53:07Z 2005-07-11T22:53:07Z so this past weekend took awhile to get off the ground, but it was cool.<br /><br />friday? had a killer dumbout session in front of the TV. i'm not eve sure what i watched. all i know is: 1 minute i'm watching biker build off (at 10) next minute i find out lance armstrongs heart is 1/3 bigger than the average dudes (and it's 3:30)....what a fucking waste.<br /><br />saturday? rolled down to SD, hungout with J and lundgren....went to landlord's (the divebar of choice) and proceeded to get shit faced on newcastle's. oh shit.....before we went to the bar, we stopped off to get some smokes, and in honor of "saving private ryan" i bought some lucky strikes...the pack was small, but i figured, the smaller the cig, the less time it'll take of the end of my life.....so yeh, i take one out.....and i'm like: oh shit??! i packed the fuckers the wrong way!!! heh...find out they're filterless....so weez and i take a crack at being *real* men....note to self: real men have to pick tobacco of thier tongue's. not good. ended the night a zarlito's, on the bizness end of a longsilog plate. (note: i heard if you ask for your eggs scrambled...they'll say "no".) classsy.....<br /><br />sunday: went to the beach with gil. shit was fllaaaaat as fuck...3/4 of the sesh was shit talking. good times though. it's nice to have someone to throw seaweed at.<br /><br />afterwards, on our way back to my car, some chicks whistled at us.....hahah...foolish women, little did they know behind our boards were our 2nd trimester bellies!!<br /><br />good times. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:1644 2005-05-06T22:14:16Z 2005-05-06T22:14:16Z a while back i left the headlights on, so the battery dies...no biggie, right? so yeh, i get it jumped and at first i'm stoked, cuz the "check engine" light doesn't turn on...the motherfucker needs a checkup, i suppose. so yadda-yadda, i got to turn on the radio, and fuck it to hell, the motherfucker asks me for a code. so i start tapping in random shit, then i get an "err 3", so i'm sitting there like "what the fuck?!?!", but i don't invest too much time, i fire up my ipod on go on my merry way.<br /><br />cut to: a month 1/2 later, still have the same prob, but i've been lagging since i haven't been driving around all that much anymore (hell, i live 3 minutes away from work.), so yadda-yadda, bling-bling, my boss goes on about how his shit isn't working either, so i share, he tells me the the deal, we go online to see if we can find the codes to our car.....right away we find blogs of people who took thier shit to the dealer and got charged $80. so we're sitting there like "fuck that....", i try calling the place where bought my car, and they go...."well, that's something we can't give over the phone....", what the fuck, so i gotta go down there, so you can charge me $80? fuck that. we look online more and find all these other places selling "code decoders" for $12 a pop....at this point it's all about principle. <br /><br />this thing is for anti-theft, and it's fucking my game up.........it's all a racket.<br /><br />so i go home, dig through the manual and find my code, plug it in, and viola....musica.<br /><br />damn. writing this entry was as big a waste of time as calling dealers for my (radio) activation code....what a fucking waste.<br /><br /><br /><b>currently on the ipod:</b>rocket from the crypt::i drink blood urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:1526 2005-05-05T22:44:53Z 2005-05-05T22:44:53Z nis rollout..................................................0<br />backup procedure for source................0<br />install/setup/rollout for bugzilla..............0<br />kickstart server tests.................................0<br />(2.6.7) kernel update of rev system......0<br /><br />tally:<br />good guys 0 <br />slackers 5 <br /><br />it's a good thing all this shit can be done from home. (read: "good thing" assuming i can get off my ass).<br /><br /><b>currently on the ipod:</b>the streets::geezers need excitement urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:1097 2005-05-04T18:06:37Z 2005-05-04T18:06:37Z that being said:<br /><br />holy fuck. for the past couple of weeks, i haven't done shit (at work). and it's not like there isn't anything to do. i have a list of crap to do. i just cant seemed to get shit started, or finished as the case were.<br /><br />okay, so i've worked in my fair share of software places, but this place takes the cake by far! the ceo is a surfer, so it's only natural that the "kickback" attitude trickles down to the employee's (i guess). example:<br /><br />before my first day, i call in to ask what the business hours are. my boss comesback with: 9-5. so i think to myself "man, when's the last time i heard those numbers?", and for some reason dolly parton came to mind. point being, most, if not all companies nowadays want to get thier time out of you, so they got you on the 8-5 or 9-6 deal. yadda-yadda, i get to the office at 9, and badda-bing...no one is there. 10 minutes go by so i bust out the ipod and sit on the block. all the sudden this guy comes up to me and asks "are you andrew?", i say yah, yadda-yadda....then he says next time leave my place later so i won't have to wait for someone. score!! permission to roll in late. 12 rolls by and the guy is like "wanna get something to eat?", so start thinking.....9-5....with a lunch? score!!!! we go to lunch, and 1 1/2 later comeback to the office. at this point i'm thinking to myself..."this is too good to be true.", but it gets worse...4:30 rolls by, and everyone starts taking off. so someone comes up to me and says "hey andrew, since you don't have a key, you should leave, too."......WTF?!?! i'm in the fucking twilight zone, yo. <br /><br />so yeh, i love the fact that i live 3 minutes away (none of that work 20 minutes away.....1 hour commute bullshit), i love the fact that the boss trusts me enough to keep busy. i love the fact that the place is kickback. i love the fact that the programmer next to me spends 1/2 his day on warcraft, 1/4 of his day sleeping, and a 1/4 on actual work. i love the fact that (minus the developer machines) my work in ALL linux. i couldn't imagine a better scenario.<br /><br />but fuck it all to hell, my work ethic has gone to the shitter. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:877 2005-05-03T23:26:26Z 2005-05-03T23:26:26Z the weekend was pretty much uneventful. the requisite family/friends party was cool. expensive and hektic, but cool nonetheless.<br /><br />as for the meat of the weekend: my buddy baby-jesus started performing in this play "my boyfriend the stripper", so we went to check it out. all male, and all gay, well the genre at least (you'd be suprised, more on that later). so we get to the show, yadda-yadda, it's a gay play...full frontal nudity in all thier (flacid) glory. hahha, funny shit. everyone's kissing and not like stage kissing, like getting down with the open mouth-tongue action. so althea turns to me and asks, "so, how many of these guys do you think are really gay?", at this point i'm not sure, so i put out a safe...."1/2 of them.". so everyone gets done kissing, and showing thier titi's (minus my friend...thank god). show ends, there's a meet and greet with actors in the lobby, yadda-yadda, 3 of the guys in the play (including my friend) are standing there talking about how many girls they have to kiss to cancel out man-eating. funny. so the "who's actually gay" question comes up, and after 5 minutes of the "guessing game", we learn of the 7, 1 is truly gay, the "pRon star" star of the show is pay for gay, and the rest straight. I tripped on that for a few, then got over it.<br /><br />the show itself was damn good, my buddy did really well and the rest of the cast was great, too. the venue was small but quaint, the set utilitarian, and the lighting was excellent. for me, i thought it was a very-very good show.<br /><br />some of the other homies who saw it before me were a bit on the fence about the whole thing, but that may be a touch of homophobia kicking in. <br /><br />who knows.<br /><br />anyways, after that, headed downtown (decco's) with dan and vera for sandy's birthday. let me go ahead and get it out of the way....."fuck downtown san diego, fuck the gaslamp", the place has taken a life of it's own, and this case, downtown is: in and of itself, a proverbial monster consisting bullshit and (vertical) striped shirts. someone on the GR forums started a thread on the phenom, and let me be the first to tell you....el stripe de chupacabra is alive and well in southern california.<br /><br />the cover was excessive, the drinks were expensive and the club was crowded. <br /><br />with all that, i still managed to have an alright time.<br /><br />i guess i've transformed into a "dive bar" kinda guy.<br /><br />bahala na, nigga's. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:714 2005-05-03T21:25:47Z 2005-05-03T21:25:47Z test 1 urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nefariousfoe:453 2005-04-28T23:43:14Z 2005-04-28T23:43:14Z hello world..