Holy Crap

I would have to say that tonight has been one of the worst nights working here. It has been a compliation of being tired, having to work with assholes, and just plain being bored with everything that I've been doing here. I love the internet and all, and not in a sick, wierd way, but more in the way that I love riding my bike.. only not nearly that intense. But I've usually enjoyed the internet in small doses. Like, catching up with e-mails, looking at some news, humour, reveiw sites.. etc. But I've sort of gotten tired of staring at the screen, and playing stupid games, and writing e-mails to people who I know will never respond. It is wierd. I've sort of become burned out on it I guess. I need to get out of this room, I need to run, swim, bike.. something. I've determined I need to purchase a set of stretch cords or something, something so I can swim in the tiny ass pool they have at my hotel.. and I need to remember to always pack a pair of running shorts and some running shoes. Very important. But, there are all things that I've learned and hopefully my next 2 week trip somewhere will be slightly more productive.

Tonight also sucked since around 12:34 pm (yeah, that is the middle of my "night" in case you were curious) my boss called. I don't know why he called.. since I was sort of asleep when i answered the phone.. but I know that a few minutes later he was asking if I was willing to stay in Texas a little while longer. I'm pretty sure I said no... I hope I didn't say "NO FREAKING WAY"... yeah, so that was that. I'm actually sort of pissed about it. I know he knows that I'm working nights, so that means he knew that I was sleeping, but he called anyways. I don't know. Sort of ticked off about that. So that woke me up, and then I had an even harder time getting back to sleep.

I also had an odd urge to talk to people tonight. I tried calling just about everyone I knew to talk to them. I ended up talking to three different people tonight, and even leaving wierd messages on some phones. I was surprised, but some people mailboxes were full.. I didn't know this could happen. But now that I know.. I think I'm going to start calling people in the middle of the night and leaving long rambling e-mails.. maybe I'll find a random manual for one of our monitors lying around around I'll just start reading out of it. I'm sure everyone is curious how an AreaRAE works.. I know I am. Or how one changes out the sensors on a multiRAE.. ahh fun times indeed.

Joey won an iPod tonight.. all since he knew who Steve Jobs was.. lucky bastard. I totally would have won it had I been there, but no.. basically this job stole an iPod from me. DAMN! Feel free to check out joey's sight and watch him gloat all about his brand new apple toy. Lucky lucky punk.

Hmm, what else is going on. Oh yeah, the blast wall. For some reason, in the area of the plant that I am in, there is a huge 20 foot high, 3 foot thick wall encircling most of the area. There are also huge doors that look like they could be swung shut. Now, I don't know if I should be scared that they think they might need this huge doors, or happy that if a zombie revolt comes while I'm working here I'll be extra safe. I mean, I have huge ships docked to my rear (the ships are those scary kind that are really big. Like a floating city, but no that scary scienctologist one) and pratically invulnerable walls for safety. I'd be a little worried about food supplies.. but we have rail access... and I think a train engine could make quick work of many zombie hordes. So, two possible escape routes, saftey, and lots of chemicals that we could use to burn the zombies should the need arise. I think there is some nasty acid in some of these tanks, and I've always been curious if 800,000 gallons of acid would kill a throng of zombies, or merely melt off their flesh and make them scary skeletons. Yeah, can you tell that it is 5:30 in the morning and I'm tired as all get out. Damn needing sleep.

Coworker has been decent today.. and I mean he has only tried to start talking with me a few times. Conversation topics of this evening: Hooters, Strip Clubs, and why Windows 98 is better than XP. I understand the first two, but why the need to talk about them eludes me, but the last one. There is the wrench, it is big, and I think it is going to be going on a magical journey to this idiot's knees. Then we'll see what is up.. HAHAHA

Ok, I should go. Maybe I'll play some annoying music and see if I can't get him to leave the room. I can't wait to get the hell out of here.. so much that needs to be taken care of in Little Rock. So much that I've missed out on, and so much more that I'm missing out on as I type this. Curses.

later