Archive for June, 2005

Batman Begins

Tuesday, June 28th, 2005

Boy that was neat! I think that fact that it was an IMAX theater had something to do with it… but it was impressive. Especially the sound.

Though Lieutenant Gordon was a good guy in this one… but if I were to watch the “next” Batman-movie, the one “announced” in the end, Mr. Gordon was a fat, corrupt, slightly disgusting fellow. But besides that, I loved it. Lots of nice shots of the Wayne-manor, lots of nice views of Gotham and how it is built, though it did not show the overly dramatic architecture shown in the Michael Keaton movies. But it wasn’t missed. You still had the triple mono-rail which definately seemed a little over the top.

Just one thought lingers…. how do we go from Rachel to Vicky Vale?

Weekend blues

Tuesday, June 28th, 2005

No wonder Roo has so much trouble with the children. She literally spends the entire day in the bedroom saving pictures. It really seems to alienate Gillian.

And I have some issue with Liam. He throws a lot of fits. I yelled at him today because he wanted to stick his hand in his dirty diaper while I was trying to change him. Which seems to almost be a daily occurence when I’m home.

And why is it that when I’m home Roo doesn’t do anything but cook and save pictures? She doesn’t help me pick up, she doesn’t help with cleaning the kitchen…

*sigh*

I don’t like my life right now.

Things one should not do…

Friday, June 24th, 2005

One should not go to bed upset at someone. Even if it’s your 4-y/o daughter. It’ll not only ruin your entire night, it’ll also haunt you the next day :-(

Parents

Thursday, June 23rd, 2005

My mom wrote me yesterday… and I actually wrote her back! (*pats self on back*). Those two, my parents, are making their lives harder than they should be… Dad seems to always find himself close to someone dying. Like this past week, a colleague of his died in his appartment while sleeping. Now he has to stay in a hotel until the family of the deceased comes and picks up the personal items and the body. Gross. Strangely enough my dad does not see those type of events as wake up calls. He doesn’t take care of his health in the slightest, continues with an alcohol problem and total lack of physical activities.
Mom on her hand feels alienated by everything… In addition to having given up on him and his ability to change, she doesn’t even feel home at home anymore. She really wants to be with her grand children, but can’t until they sell the house. I wish I knew someone who’d be interested in a 450m2 house (about 4800 sqft) with a 120m2 living area (1300 sqft) on about 10 ha (24.7 acres) of land, about 50 miles or so from the French coastline…
Whoa, was that a hint? :-)
Hehe…
Anyway.
I better start working.

Work = frustration

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005

I am so beyond frustrated!

When they told me I could go to this shift, I was told that big S, whose spot I was to take, would become a regular operator upon his return fron LOA.

Not so. Now there are three of us. But there is not enough to do and there are not enough PCs for all to use so I find myself roaming aimlessly.

So why is big S still there? My guess is because nobody has the guts to push something through. But maybe when “they” said nobody liked him “they” were just as full of crap as when they told me he would be demoted…

First day back…

Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005

What a waste! This weekend seemed like such a pile of mediocrity. I didn’t do anything that I should’ve done and I didn’t really move forward either. It’s almost disgusting.

So then I tear myself away from sleeping Roo… drive to work… and an email from my mom greets me telling me what a hard time my dad is having (again). This is two weeks after she told me he had a very hard time coping with someone who works like he does (ie with a total disregard for anyone else’s schedule or plans). Today, she said as he was about to wake up a german colleague in a hotel room, he found this guy dead in his sleep. And it was his birthday (the dead one, not my dad).

He always had a hard time coping with death… This must have hit him pretty hard if she writes about it the same day she already wrote me something else…

So in essence… I don’t want to be here. No ma’am, no sir!

Work, work, work…

Saturday, June 18th, 2005

This was an interesting work week (and I say “was” even though there is still an entire day to go). I got to work in both buildings, with 2 crews and attend the meetings.

I like their meetings. They are informative because you get to “experience” their point of view, you get to experience the head-bumping, and you feel better about yourself (this is going to sound so horrible…) because you get to see how st… uhm… silly some people are and the manage to make more $$$ than you. But the best part is that you get to make your voice heard and plant the seed of new ideas in their minds so never again would they be able to say “I never knew…”. :-)

The other interesing thing was to see people I hadn’t seen in over 1-2 years. All have changed. Some have grown, which is quite impressive because I didn’t think they would. Some have not which is sad because the seeds of greatness were in them, yet remain completely untapped, as it is proven by their endless monologue of self-justification…

Monday feelings

Thursday, June 16th, 2005

Somehow I did not miss this place while I was off. Go figure. I spent the last 8 hours correcting other people’s mistakes. That is sad. And I didn’t even get half-way done.

At least I talked some people into venting which takes my mind of all the petty and insignificant things that usually eat at me. But now I wonder about the maturity of some people now… From what I hear there are a lot of them who seem to be more in need of a baby-sitter than a supervisor!

Speaking of which, the one whom I was supposed to “replace” has returned. Obnoxious (and heavier) as always. I’m sure he’s a really nice guy and all, but I have a challenge seeing that at times. *sigh* I wish I was a better man…

Anyhow, I can’t believe though someone (I wish I knew who) proposed to make him a working forman in the other building. At least someone had enough sense to say no. And while we’re on the topic… if “they” really pull through with the plan to redistribute our leadership positions as it was laid out last week… I pitty my old compadres… Lieutenant Dan as a supervisor can be quite adventurous. And they are complaining about little Red ;-)

Ah well…

Off I am for another round of fun!

4 stinking hours!!!

Monday, June 13th, 2005

That’s how long it took me to change the group settings for ONE ftp user. BLAH!!! Why is there not a “things you need to know about virtual hosting” guide which would tell you that you have to chroot to the virtual server first before you can edit it’s users! *sigh*

Never has coming home been more enjoyable!

Friday, June 10th, 2005

While I was driving home, my phone rings… it was Gillian. And it was Roo too. But Gillian did most of the talking. It always makes my heart swell to hear how excited she is when she cried out “Papa is coming home to see me?!?!?”. So precious. All three of them :-) And hopefully 4 this time next year :-)
I could probably go on a rant about work right now, but it’s just not worth it. Besides, I’ll probably have more than enough opportunities to rant and rave tomorrow, when I get to play supervisor again.
I am very grateful for having Roo though. She’s such a goddess when it comes to everything household and family related! She really is amazing!