Well, it's been a week after The Big Event (that sounds like a big department store sale... anyway). Nothing has been resolved. I still have most of my shit (the essentials mostly) at my brother and Enid's house. I have made little to no effort to contact anyone aside from last Sunday/Monday. And only one person has made any effort to talk to me, which is depressing. If they're supposedly upset and cared for my friendship, I'm really shocked on the lack of attempts to set shit straight.
The commute, obviously by my last post, sucks. People at work are glad I didn't quit due to it. I think I'm starting to get numb to it. Except Friday morning, that felt like the longest commute ever. Even longer than the three hour+ commute when the snow fucked up the train's brakes. (Two hours should never feel longer than three hours. It just doesn't make sense.) Would I want to continue this forever? God no. But I have no choice at the moment, all the places I could stay are all in a 5-10 minute radius from each other in Central Jersey. I have no place to stay in Center City.
On the bright side, my commute is about to suck less. This morning I placed an order for this:
I was hoping to hold out on buying this for a couple more months (rumors say an update with the Santa Rosa chipset is scheduled for April-June), but my present circumstances are too extreme. I tend to upgrade every three to four years, and it's about three and a half right now. Aside from Adobe dragging its feet with CS3 (Spring?) and After Effects 8 (2007?), the MBP will spank my G5 tower (rev. A single 1.8 GHz).
This will be a dream for my web design work (Once I get Parallels and WinXP Pro SP2, more on this later). I just wish I got this sooner because my boss/the producer said he would have no problem with me working on shit at home/trains/wherever. The problem is this algebra series should be done by end of this week and then I'll be working with other people who may or may not be cool like Glen is. But the way I see it, I'm freelance, I don't see why it would matter where I work as long as it's done well and on schedule. They're doing me a favor by letting me work in their office and using their machines (and buying me lunch every day). Aside from transferring over several gigabyte files (say, things I need to work from, and then the final output(s)), I really don't need to be there. Hell, still going there everyday and being able to come and go early/late would be tremendous. Being gone for 12-13 hours per day is the hardest part. Once I get home, eat, relax for an hour or two, suddenly it's time for me to go to bed.
As for the web design stuff, seeing how I have little free time once I'm back for work, and Mark's letting me stay at his house for free, I feel awful not being able to get any Ginker Media work done. The least I can do is finish his client's (in this case, Ashes of Your Enemy) website. With Parallels running XP simultaneously, I could test Internet Explorer 6 easily in those four non-consecutive hours of commuting.
Sigh. Hopefully all of this (everything, not just the geeky new laptop stuff) works out in some way. It might take several years though.
In other news, I went to Atlantic City with Mark, Enid (I wrote her real name and had to go back and change it), Matt, and Marta for Marta's birthday. We left late and came back late. First we had dinner at Carmine's, the service was lame and they screwed up our order as well. Maybe it's a casino thing. Once the waitress remembered she had tables and gave us our check, it was after midnight. Finally, gambling time.
The girls played the slots while us men went to the tables. Being a Saturday night, everything was packed. We found an empty blackjack table with a $25 minimum and played there for about half an hour. I only put down $50. By the end of that I was up $12.50. Yes, rolling in the dough. We found the girls, decided to stay later, and we went back to the blackjack tables. I was doing fair, and was up an additional $25 when the dealers changed. In no time she wiped me out. Bitch.
Just before we left, Matt played three hands of Caribbean stud poker and won $300. Fucker. We got back to Matt's and Enid's car around 4 am. I think. I was sleeping. Or trying to. The backseat with Mark and Enid wasn't that comfortable.So I guess we got back to Mark and Enid's around 4:30. I seriously can't remember. And then I woke up today at 10 am.
In totally unrelated news: TopGear is the best show ever. Thank you British YouTube users who upload the episodes every week. Fast cars and British humor. Hell yes.
The commute, obviously by my last post, sucks. People at work are glad I didn't quit due to it. I think I'm starting to get numb to it. Except Friday morning, that felt like the longest commute ever. Even longer than the three hour+ commute when the snow fucked up the train's brakes. (Two hours should never feel longer than three hours. It just doesn't make sense.) Would I want to continue this forever? God no. But I have no choice at the moment, all the places I could stay are all in a 5-10 minute radius from each other in Central Jersey. I have no place to stay in Center City.
On the bright side, my commute is about to suck less. This morning I placed an order for this:
I was hoping to hold out on buying this for a couple more months (rumors say an update with the Santa Rosa chipset is scheduled for April-June), but my present circumstances are too extreme. I tend to upgrade every three to four years, and it's about three and a half right now. Aside from Adobe dragging its feet with CS3 (Spring?) and After Effects 8 (2007?), the MBP will spank my G5 tower (rev. A single 1.8 GHz).
This will be a dream for my web design work (Once I get Parallels and WinXP Pro SP2, more on this later). I just wish I got this sooner because my boss/the producer said he would have no problem with me working on shit at home/trains/wherever. The problem is this algebra series should be done by end of this week and then I'll be working with other people who may or may not be cool like Glen is. But the way I see it, I'm freelance, I don't see why it would matter where I work as long as it's done well and on schedule. They're doing me a favor by letting me work in their office and using their machines (and buying me lunch every day). Aside from transferring over several gigabyte files (say, things I need to work from, and then the final output(s)), I really don't need to be there. Hell, still going there everyday and being able to come and go early/late would be tremendous. Being gone for 12-13 hours per day is the hardest part. Once I get home, eat, relax for an hour or two, suddenly it's time for me to go to bed.
As for the web design stuff, seeing how I have little free time once I'm back for work, and Mark's letting me stay at his house for free, I feel awful not being able to get any Ginker Media work done. The least I can do is finish his client's (in this case, Ashes of Your Enemy) website. With Parallels running XP simultaneously, I could test Internet Explorer 6 easily in those four non-consecutive hours of commuting.
Sigh. Hopefully all of this (everything, not just the geeky new laptop stuff) works out in some way. It might take several years though.
In other news, I went to Atlantic City with Mark, Enid (I wrote her real name and had to go back and change it), Matt, and Marta for Marta's birthday. We left late and came back late. First we had dinner at Carmine's, the service was lame and they screwed up our order as well. Maybe it's a casino thing. Once the waitress remembered she had tables and gave us our check, it was after midnight. Finally, gambling time.
The girls played the slots while us men went to the tables. Being a Saturday night, everything was packed. We found an empty blackjack table with a $25 minimum and played there for about half an hour. I only put down $50. By the end of that I was up $12.50. Yes, rolling in the dough. We found the girls, decided to stay later, and we went back to the blackjack tables. I was doing fair, and was up an additional $25 when the dealers changed. In no time she wiped me out. Bitch.
Just before we left, Matt played three hands of Caribbean stud poker and won $300. Fucker. We got back to Matt's and Enid's car around 4 am. I think. I was sleeping. Or trying to. The backseat with Mark and Enid wasn't that comfortable.So I guess we got back to Mark and Enid's around 4:30. I seriously can't remember. And then I woke up today at 10 am.
In totally unrelated news: TopGear is the best show ever. Thank you British YouTube users who upload the episodes every week. Fast cars and British humor. Hell yes.
jeff_and_kelly:
sounds like you're very busy. don't forget to take a little time for inner reflection/relaxation and take it easy. everyone needs a break now and again. anyway, stay in touch!