Court aint so baaad :)

I got up bright and early this morning to make sure I made it to the courthouse on time. So I get to a parking garage that I thought was relatively close (10 blocks) and I’m running a little late. Get there, there’s a metal detector of course. Pull out my pockets… hey look, a leatherman:

“That’s not going anywhere, is it?” I said.
“Nope, we’ll make a claim just talk to this guy when you’re through.”

No problem. Ok, time to wait in line. These lines are the most boring things in the world. The only thing to keep you entertained is looking around and eavesdropping on other people’s conversations. Let’s play CIA agent!

– There was a really attractive brunette three people behind me in line… huge ring on her finger tho. I suck at random pickups anyway.
– Guy behind me short, spiky hair, leather jacket, stands with an attitude. Probably feels he has something to prove to the world.
– Poor guy at the window had a few violations in the last few months, probably get his license suspended. Looks like the girl behind the window is laughing at him, only her eyes and movements show it.
– The Mexican couple a few places ahead got to the window, their kid dropped a toy on the ground. If they forget it I’ll pick it up for em. Apparently they can’t make payment, so they have to goto room 130 and set up a payment plan of some sort. The girl who was helping the guys above was eavesdropping on this conversation while he filled out a form. Looks like she almost harped in, but the answers the other lady gave seemed to satisfy. Oh, the man two people behind me picked up the toy and put it in the stroller without them even knowing. Nice guy. He ended up going to the teller next to me to pay the ticket for his daughter in the hospitol. This time the girl DID harp in saying that the girl had to sign the paper. Poor guy, has to go get the signature and come all the way back again. Damn politics.

I can go on like this for a while. Sometimes I’m astounded at how much useless shit I can remember, but then I end up forgetting stupid little things… like where’d my pen go? Probably fell outta my pocket in the car :/ I got the girl I mentioned above; I just kinda walk up and slide my ticket under the space in her window. “How do you plea?” She asked. She looked a little annoyed at me, probably didn’t do something up to spec. Should have said hello. “Guilty.” I said. “Do you want to see a judge? He may reduce the fine.” “Does it ever hurt to see a judge?” “No.” “Sure, I’ll see him then.” Fill out forms, and I go wait in a courtroom.

About a half hour of waiting the judge walks in. Traffic cases are probably the easiest ever. They each take 5 minutes or less. When it was my turn I plea guilty. “Do you have anything you’d like to say?” “Well, the only info that may help my situation is proof that my siblings got insurance that very night, before I got home.” He comes up and looks at the card. “They probably had it impounded and had to pay around $200 to get it out.” “Yu.. Yes sir, I helped them with the money a few days after. He takes the card to a copier and says “If the company validates this you don’t have to come back to court.” “Uh… thanks.” It took me a few minutes to realize he meant that I didn’t have to pay anything. w00t!

That was fun. I should have done that with my last couple tickets… even though a plea of not guilty means you have to trial at a later date. Anyway, I’m hungry. I’ma eat.

Humm…

It’s been one lazy break. Fo shizzle. Thanksgiving day I went to the mums for a Turkey Dinner. I also rented HP: Prizoner of Azkaban so we could get into the right frame of mind before going to see Goblet of Fire. I must say that the HP movies are getting better as they come out. I think at least a small part is changing the sound track. The first two movies had the typical John Williams grand orcastra feel you got with Star Wars/Indiana Jones est. These last two sound all together different with playfull instruments that seem to fit the “period,” loads better imho… how did I get into this? Dustin, you talk to much.

Umm… Weekend, yes. I was hopping to stay indoors on Black Friday. But turns out a retail client descided to have a network problem… and guess what… since no one else answered their phone it was all me. Couldn’t fix the problem so I just worked around it. I saved the day, and I talked Dell into replacing their printer with a grinding noise. I went on my way with a “yeah, thanks.” *shrug* don’t give a damn. His store was packed with customers and the guy’s a snob; thinks his shit don’t stink. I didn’t expect much graditude.

After that I went to my grandparents for another thanksgiving meal. I hung out with grandpa for a while. I helped him back up his computer and we talked about various topics. It was pretty good times. After eating I went to Jesse’s. I was an hour late, but Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade is one of those you can get into pretty quick. It was great hanging out with peers.

Yesterday was the most useless and lathargic day ever. I did a whole lot of nothing. Updated myspace so it looks somewhat cool again. Watched Dude Where’s My Car on TV, even though I have it on divx. Then watched The Mummy on TV, even though I have it on divx too. Paroosed the internet for random info people talk about in the Advent Children forums. I sorted laundry… but I didn’t do it. lol

Today I am doing laundry finally. I looked up sword replicas… I really want the shards of Narsil, that would be frickin’ sweet. I’m going to study also. Me, and everyone else around me, figures that getting my MCP will be a good thing. Even if this job becomes a thing of the past, a certification may give me leverage elsewhere. It’ll also feel good to finally accomplish something.

I rule…

Man it was cold out! Isn’t it fun installing a starter with a dim light and gusty chilly wind? I thought so… I may have sounded crazy as I wadled around all huntched over inside a big old coat talking myself through what I’m doing, chuckling to myself at funny things that come to mind. lol. But yeah. I just rigged a wire to go streight from the starter to the upper part of the engine compartment. Then I can just tap it on the battery to start it instead of turning the key. It works… I’ll make it more civilized later.

In other news… I need to tinker with this computer to see if I can make IT do what I want it too… then I’ll feel really damn smart.

And the beat goes on…

Today started well… I got up and put my fixed starter in the car and it started like a dream. I climbed back up and slept for another three hours. I wake up and do my usual internet thing. I goto Heathers play, I sneak in JUST as they’re closing the doors. lol, do I have good timing or what? Jess met me there. We watch the play. Have intermission. And watch the play some more. Well done Heather, I give you five gold stars 🙂 Then I walk out to my car… and it DOESN’T start. WTF!?!?!? I just fixed this problem. This very morning. Now after driving it on the freeway it’s doing the same thing it was doing before. Oh, I was so pissed at that car right then… slamming doors and cursing out loud… I tried a couple things and called Jess, who was on her way home. Luckily she agreed to come pick me up. Thanks again Jess, you’re a life saver.

While waiting for Jess to show up I was sitting on a big ol rock thinking. True anger to the point of agression, even towards an inanimate object, isn’t a trait I’ve noticed myself use. I get annoyed and bitch about stuff, or I go off about how stupid something is. I realised I’ve been doing this more often too. But speaking curses and slamming doors in an empty parking lot with no one around… it was out of place enough for me to wonder what I was doing. Is this a part of my male ego finally getting the taste of real life? Or is this manufest of stress and fear coming from somewhere else, say maybe, job. I do notice my fellow employees are stressed and pissed-off constantly. Or maybe my reaction was perfectly reasonable, I’ve fixed three problems on this car in less than a month… now it turns out that the last problem may have been caused by another problem. So now I have two problems to fix in one shot. I don’t know… I may need to re-evaluate some things… I don’t know if I like where I’m going.

BTW, looky what I found. Anyone who enjoys fan fiction may enjoy Final Fantasy VII. This is the story I know and love… sorta. I aprove of it so far (just finished chapter 4).

too much w00t

Things are more good than bad right now. Mom’s situation is pretty much settled. Luke got a promotion, so they’ll be set too. Saw the grandparents monday, that was a good thing. I still have work to do, obviously. My job is kind of at a neutral point, I have one more chance to prove myself. I wont feel guilty about being me any more. Just roll with the punches, and do my best. No more regrets. If it’s not meant to be then I can look elsewhere, NWIT isn’t the only ladder I can climb.

Final Fantasy 7-Advent Children: I’d have to say my favorite movie, hands down. I’ve seen it thrice… twice with a translation I found online. I have to get my hands on that sound track. It’s pretty, rockin’ and classical. I absolutely love it. Nobou Uematsu is the man.

Early morning. Good night.

A very meh day

Not much happened today. My car isn’t starting for some stupid reason. Damn thing; I hate you. Work, not much happened there. Home… we watched TV and I filled out my expense report. Jessi was acting strange… very peppy and laughing for long periods of time at not a whole lot. I think the school work is making her crack.

I’m in a current state of limbo. Inbetween one thing and the next and I’m not quite sure what to do with my self in order to line myself up properly. I’m talking about my next test, of course. I need to figure out how to put that extra info I need to know in my head… then there’s all the other shit I need to figure out how or if I’m going to make happen.

On the up side, I was able to find a Japanese release of Advent Children on a naughty warez sight. I won’t be able to understand em. But at least it’s going to look freaking cool while I don’t understand them! 🙂 It’s the little things the get me by.

Test blues

I failed the test. Close though. Next time. Give it a couple weeks.

But I got to work on a cool guys computer. He taught me some stuff about how to get my credit up and stuff. Kinda cool. I just need money.

w00t. huh? Yeah, w00t. What part of w00t don’t you understand?

Well, this morning I’m expecting to go out and get my car with Amy’s help. Plan being that she drives from Salem, helps me get my car someplace by taking me to the car and then following as it’s towed. Then we hang out for a day since I didn’t think they needed me to work today. Well, while doing laundry this morning I get a call from my suporvisor asking what the hell I was doing and when was it happening. Sum up is that he’ll come pick me up, take me where I need to go. I’ll get hours in because money is a good thing for everybody and I’ll have enough time to dry my pants because dry pants are also very good for everybody. So I call Amy and let her know I got called in, I hope she wasn’t too bored today. With my bag on my shoulder I walked to Key Bank to cash my check.

I took a step out of the bank. Paused looked around. Now what? Well, Phil doesn’t know the area and Llyod center is a easy land mark. I start wandering that way when I hear the Frog theme from Crono Trigger on my hip. “Sup?” “Hey, where you at? I’m on a street heading for Lloyd center.” “Uhh…” I look around and am about to ask him what street when I see the white box car. “I’m just over your shoulder,” I say as he turns. “Huh? Where?” I keep walking along, “Just pull into the Cinema parking lot, I’ll meet you.” He gets in the wrong turn lane, “Where’s the cinema?” “Forget it, turn where you’re going and I’ll meet you in that lot.” “OOhhh, I see your stupid ^%#” I hang up the phone. lol.

We goto my dead car with intentions to tow. “Well… should we give it a shot first?” asks I. “Yeah, maybe it’s dried out.” I get in and try it. It actually trys to catch a couple of times. Ohh… no way!! Half an hour later the thing is sputtering and coughing… but it’s RUNNING. Driving it around for a bit to warm it up and burn the water out. Get on the freeway to finish the job and it runs like it always has. 😀 Yeah baby yeah!!!

So I go over to where I was initially supposed to work today. It takes him two and a half hours to show up… what to do. Went to DMV to get my address changed. Then Starbucks=internet so I went to find one. Couldn’t. Went to Safeway to find food. They suck. Walk across to AM/PM (full of great stuff, right?) I pay for a cheese burger, a pepperoni stick and a Mt. Dew. This guy walks up to the counter, gas can in hand and beggs the people at AM/PM to give him $5 in gas. “I was on my way to my boss’s to get my check, blah blah blah.” I look down of my wad of cash, “$5?” “Yeah man, that’s all I need. Gimme your number and I swear I’ll pay you back.” I sift through my wad. I just gave the cashier my last five, “How about $10?” 8^O “Oh damn dude, you’re a life saver. I swear I’ll pay you back.” I give him a business card with my number and stand with him as they fill his can. I give the guy a ride to his van and we talk along the way. I drop him off and go back to waiting for my fellow employee to show up. I don’t expect to ever hear back from that guy. I’d like it if I did, obviously. I can definately use the money. I’ve been having bad luck with cars lately and I’ve been helped the whole way through by caring friends and strangers. I can say thank you all I want to the road crew that helped me push my car out of high water… if I wasn’t willing to extend similar kindness then I wasn’t worthy. I didn’t do it because of the road crew. Didn’t even think of them until just now. But, I’m like them. I help people if I see that I can.

An alright day gone horribly wrong…

Today was a good day. I went to this realty place and did up some guys laptop, no problems and the guy was pretty fun to hang with when he wasn’t busy. Then I went to a nother place and did some stuff trying to coax a printer into working… I guessed cable and went on my way to the meeting. The meeting was alright… same as any other meeting really, one of the better ones because there was food. Then I drove home. And was in an accedent.

That’s right… 8ish years of good driving may be going down the tubes because emergency vehicles make people panic and rush to get out of the freaking way.

Ok, the set up:
I’m driving down I-5 in the left lane(two lanes). No cars in front of me. One car ahead and to the right a little ways. Behind me and to the right a emergency vehicle comes down the on ramp. I look back for an instant to see where the thing is coming from. I look forward and the guy who was in the other lane was moving in front of me slowing down while. I slam on the breaks and my front passenger bumper goes into his driver rear bumper with a little crunch. The guy behind me slams on his breaks and barely stops before hitting me. The guy behind him was in a big ol’ semi, he slams on his breaks and ends up sideways on the freeway blocking traffic. Peachy. The guy behind me is some kind of armed forces personel and he pulls up beside us yelling at us to get off the freeway. At this point the guy and front was out of our cars… I only just reallised what was going on behind us… you know it’s bizzar to look back and see that you were part of something that caused a big rig to completely block traffic. Damn… if you were back there in the traffic. I’m so sorry, it wasn’t my fault. I did all I could to keep things under control… but then again… if my car WAS able to stop fater I would have been creamed by the guy behind me and the SAME THING would have happend. Except then the rear end of my sisters car wouldn’t be looking so nice. Oh yeah… no damage to my sisters car. What you might call a bumper in the Toyota ahead sorta crunched, taking on the shape of the Subaru I was in. lol, thanks for that little safety feature Toyota.

Now I didn’t know this at the time… but my sister had just gotten insurence that day thanks to online insurence sign up. While I was on the road I didn’t know this useful fact. So this whole thing was processed as tho I didn’t have insurence. Causing the police to show up; me to get a ticket for driving uninsured and my sisters car to be towed. That about sums it up. Lame deal.

It’s weird thinking through my progression of thought after the *smack* point of the situation. In the beginning I thought it may have been my fault, and I wasn’t exactly sure what to do. I didn’t talk to him while we were on the freeway. He was on the cell phone, I don’t know if he was on his cell durring the accadent. Then the soldure man came along and yelled at us, I look back and see the semi backing up and driving forward trying to get his truck facing the right direction. As we pulled down the nearest onramp, I thought through what happened more… the guy in front pulled to the side of the road just off the exit… f#@&ing n00b. I drove a little past him and went into the parking lot, out of traffic. I cut a guy off in the process… but meh, no harm no fowl this time.

Here’s what went though my head as I was driving to this point:

The dope breaks into my lane and stops. What he did would have been fine if he had kept going. But pulling into a moving lane of traffic while applying your breaks? WTF are you thinking? Ok, lets say you’re right mister, and just slowed down… to a crawl. You admit that you saw me coming behind you about to hit you, but you didn’t take your foot off the break. He stopped hard enough that the guy behind and the guy behind that just BARELY kept it together. This is all the stuff I said to him after we got off the exit, which happened to be the one leading to my house. He kept giving me crap about not getting smart with him. Don’t tell him what he should have done. I’m nice now, but if you keep going it’ll get ugly. Whatever dude. I wasn’t speaking law to him… I was just speaking the logic of what I saw here.

The soldure followed us and he was there and pretty flustered too. I think he was more angry at me than the other guy; probably because I was the car that HE nearly hit. In his mind I’m the guy that freaked him out. He turned out telling me and the other guy to shut the fuck up and call a cop since I didn’t have insurence. I happily oblidged to this, my argument wasn’t getting anywhere.

For his sake, I’ll tell the other guys side of the story; as best I can figure. The drivers manual mentions something about slowing down and getting to the side of the road when you see an emergency vehicle coming. If he went into the right shoulder the ambulence wouldn’t be able to get by him because there wasn’t much of a shoulder. He followed the rules as best to the T as he could come up with in such short notice. I see his point of view, I understand his thinking, it does say something like that in the drivers manual. I didn’t know exactly what it was that the manual said until the cop showed up. The best I could see it when he was arguing with me, the guy followed the rules… so I thought I was in trouble again. I have logic on my side. I know that if I stop hard in a lane of traffic I should check and see if I should let off to compensate for those behind me, even if I end up part way in the lane… *cough*which I’ve done… but that’s far better than staying behind the line and getting rear ended. I look like an idiot, everyone honks as I slowly slip ahead under the bright red light, but everyone forgets about it later. Law is only an emulation for common sense so that stupid lazy people who can’t govern themselves (I’m one sometimes, so I’m not trying to imply anything) don’t do stuff they probably shouldn’t. Law doesn’t always cover all the bases.

Anyways, the cop shows up. Talks to the soldure guy so he can get going. Gets my info and the other guys info. Puts it on paper. Durring the process he asked the guy what happened. I let him go first since he was so eager to speak. While discribing what happened the cop said, “So you moved into his lane?” “Yeah, there was an EMT coming. I needed to get out of the way.” “You’re supposed to turn to the right when you see and emergency vehicle coming.” w00t! Go cop! The guy argued with the cop as if his point wasn’t getting heard. The cop got it, it was simple. I almost laughed a couple times as they went back and forth. I tried to help the cop out, but the guy got on me for that. lol, sheesh. Sorry, n00b. In the end the cop gave him the paper that had our information on it. He gave me a copy. Poor guy, that’s all he got from the cop that night. A paper and a little cryptic pointer: the cop can’t put fault on anyone. It’s up to the insurence company weather they say the fault is his or mine. It may turn out to be both of our fault. The cop can’t judge, he wasn’t there and he’s not going to take a side on this. Period. Psh.. I wouldn’t either… even with what he had he complained about the paper work I made him go though having to tow the car and write a ticket.

But what does the cops statement say to me? The guy would be smarter not to tell his insurence about this little venture because he’s in as much risk as I am. From what was said, he may be in MORE risk. Booyah! Hope for this little blip to not show up on insurence, what really matters. We’ll see.

Anyway… I’m tired. Time for bed.

The Water Strikes Back!!!!

If you read my sisters post, you’ll find she had a near miss with water today. If you turned on the Channel 6 news you’d see that I got his with water head on… BIG puddle. two feet deep and spanning across two lanes on Macadam. I saw it coming, as a big Ford truck coasted through it. Traffic beside me. Traffic behind me… I felt the pressure to just take the puddle on… so I gave it a little more speed (my second mistake, the momentum caused the water to slosh around MORE). My car dove in, made it nearly all the way through… and died. There was still a good foot of water to waid through. I attemted to start the car a couple times, but only got coughing and spuddering (mistake three… I was just giving the engine more water). Finally I bit the bullet. In my docker dress pants and scetcher dress shoes I aimed the wheel, stepped out of my car and pushed it to the side of the road. There was a road crew there trying to clear the drain, so they came over to help me out. So we stood around talking in the rain for a while. I tried my car a couple more times… it wasn’t even trying any more. It would just sit there and spin. There’s also this camera guy wandering around. He wandered over to us and interviewed me and the other lady. Apparently she made it through a similar flood earlier. So with the road crew’s help my car ended up in a random parking lot. And I walked to the client I was on my way to see… the mail must go through, right? Guys gotta hve his printer. I went into the bathroom and rung out my socks and drained my shoes; then I was uncomfortibly set.

I worked until 5 or so.. to late to work on cars, I say… so now I’m home. I’ll go out and try rescuing my car in the morning. Wish me luck 🙂