Mo' Monae, Mo' bloggin'

Listen to it.  Now.  It will blow your mind.  Turns out the album I downloaded a few weeks ago wasn't the actual album released.  About half of the tracks were "fake".  Even so, I enjoyed the album very much.  After hearing the real version, I'm only more impressed.  This is a great album from a very talented artist.  Much love for Monae and her awesome afro/pompadour (she calls it "The Monae").

As you may have noticed, I haven't been blogging.  Why?  Superstition.  The Sharks were doing well and I didn't want anything to change.  They still lost.  My playoff beard is no more and holds a record of 6-5.  Next year I'll start it from the get-go.  And of course, they'll make it to the playoffs.

Last night I got take out from Americana.  I ordered a rib eye steak since they were out of the T-bone and a large pizza cheese steak with fries for lunch today.  I brought the sandwich in my usual Tupperware and put it in my usual spot in the refrigerator.  Even at 1:30 I wasn't very hungry so I decided to just eat half.  I left half of my sandwich and fries in my Tupperware and wrapped it in a plastic bag and put it back in the refrigerator. 

When I came back at 5, my Tupperware was missing from the refrigerator.  I looked around the area and found it sitting on top of the refrigerator.  It was empty.  Someone ate my sandwich.  Or threw it away.  Equally unacceptable.  That half sandwich was worth almost $6.  That's almost as much as a whole sandwich at most places!  I'm going to write a letter to building security about securing my godamn sandwiches.  Someone owes me $6 and I'm willing to take them to small claims court.  Don't think I won't do it!




My sandwich?! MY SANDWICH?! MY SANDWICH?!  I hate work people. 

Quick update on everything in my life:

Work has been work.  I thought I was going to get fired a few weeks ago since my boss had repeatedly been on me about my effort.  She ended up giving me more assignments which, of course, means I can't get fired yet.  Good news for me.  I need the money.  Today I also found out that I have been approved for the use of Microsoft Communicator and Live Meeting.  I think with these two programs I'll be able to go on AIM again. 

If you haven't heard, the bird is the word.  Also, I got into graduate school so hooray for me I guess.  Even though I got accepted, I'm not sure this is what I want to do.  But, I figure I'll get the degree regardless and see if I can grow into it.  Worst case scenario, I graduate (actually not graduating and failing out of the program would be worst case scenario) and work a few years in a manager's position making close to or above $100,000.  The degree will pay for itself in a year or two.


Classes meet twice a week and the program was intended for those who are employed full time.  This means I'll get to continue to work (if they renew my contract after December) and go to school.  But it also means most of my time will be taken up.  If they let me go after December, I'm going to take more classes and just enjoy being a student again.  Debate club/team, beginning ice hockey classes, and who knows what else.  It will be magical. If my contract does get extended, it will be less magical but mo' money. 

So, in a nutshell, that's been my life lately.  How have you been?

Until next time,

A jiffy is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second.

-Alex Thunderlips

Good morning. Time to come alive.

Finally got my package after placing my order on 10/16.  The stuff got shipped 10/28 but due to some shipping issues with UPS I didn't get it until last night.  I don't understand how UPS works at all.  They leave a notice saying there was no suite or apartment number listed in the shipping address so they don't know where to deliver it to.  Uhhh...You left the notice at the right place.  So why wouldn't you just drop it off there?  Anyways, got my package from Triumvir.  As hoped, I received a free flannel due to processing and shipping errors (refer to previous post).  Lucky me!  Got my jacket, a free flannel, and a beanie, which I'm giving to Andy.  For some reason, I just do not look right with a hat or cap of any kind.  Tried beanies, caps, and military style caps.  You name it, I've tried it.  Nothing works.  With the exception of the hard hat apparently. 

Someone at work said something to me yesterday which confuses me more than UPS.  Why do people say "It's opposite day" to cover up a mistake?  It doesn't make sense.  If it was in fact opposite day, you would be saying "It's not opposite day."  And when you say that the other person will think that it's not opposite day at all.  So you still look like a douche.  Unless it's planned or known ahead of time, it's impossible to tell people it's opposite day.  It's a paradox.

Yesterday I had an interesting spur of the moment debate with Chadwick via AIM.  He asked me why was English important and we went on for about 45 minutes debating both sides.  I lost track of time and ended up missing my usual lunch time by a half an hour.  I took the side of English not being important.  It was pretty interesting to hear what he had to say.  And then we started talking about RASSLIN'!  It would be a pretty fun match up.  I'm the perfect weight for him to practice on but I'm a lot taller than his cousin.  We'll see.

Today, on my day off, I'm getting back to basics.  Tutoring.  Helping out my younger cousin in chemistry.  Should be fun.  I just hope she's not a super slow learner.  I really do miss school.  I tried putting those lectures in my ipod but they wouldn't play.  So I listened to music again all day yesterday.  Tomorrow I'm taking another day off.  Spending the day in San Jose and watching the Sharks game at night. 

-Alex Thunderlips

A series of unfortunate events that is my life.

^^One of six new tracks on the re-release of Fearless.  Probably my favorite of the six.

Let's start off November's blog with dream sequences.  Last week I had a couple of dreams that were memorable for different reasons.  In the first dream, me, Anjuli, Andy, and a few other friends were walking out of some store and through the parking lot.  As we were walking to our car, hundreds of field mice scurried their way out of the bushes from an island between the parked cars.  I grabbed one by the tail and put it in a plastic box, the kind that turtles are sold in.  Then, I took it home and put some water in the box.  Just enough to cover its feet.  The mouse started absorbing all of the water like the spongy dinosaurs that you soak in water.  It grew big enough to fill the box and that's all I remember.  My second dream was terrifying.  I was in my room arguing with my dad for some reason and it got really heated.  He muttered in Chinese something like, "My own kids don't even love or respect me."  He started to walk away towards my sister room and I tried to stop him.  As I approached the doorway of my sister's room, I saw him open the window.  I could tell this was not going to end well.  He opened the window and jumped out as I reached out to stop him.  That's all I remember and it was pretty depressing to wake up from that dream.

It made me feel guilty for mistreating him for all these years.  My father is a very difficult man to understand and deal with which is still no excuse.  For the past few days, I've been trying to talk to him more, but, like me, he's in a funk that he can't shake.  It's depressing just knowing how depressed he is.  My mom also tells me that he may be going through the initial stages of Alzheimer's which is even more depressing.  It's believable.  My mom said he probably has five to ten years left before it really starts to affect his daily life.  At this point, he's already forgetting people's names and has trouble remembering little things.  I guess I'll need to try and patch things up.  Time to learn to be more patient.

Unfortunately, my patience has run out for a certain someone.  This person will remain nameless but a few people know what's going on.  I guess it's interesting to actually know someone THAT narcissistic.  To be clear, narcissism does not mean loving yourself.  The correct definition of a narcissist is someone who loves the image they project of themselves.  You may not like who you are on the inside, but you take pride and enjoy the image you present of yourself to others.

People are oblivious.  To quote Frank Outlaw, "Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny."  Definitely one of my favorite quotes of all time and applicable to everyday life.  If everyone would be more aware of their actions and how it affects everyone else, the world would be a better place.  I am, in no way, saying that I am perfect.  But, I at least take responsibility for my actions.  For the most part.  I think...  But, what can we do.  The human race is built on selfishness.  Challenge?

Which brings me to my next point.  If I ever go back to school, I am definitely joining the debate team.  Doesn't matter what school.  I don't think I enjoy anything as much as winning an argument.

I guess that's all for now...

-Alex Thunderlips