Domestic Geek

I went to read my email today while waiting for Red Hat Linux to try to load on a crappy small hard drive and a slower than shit computer to find this in my mailbox from my friend Reverie. I was in the applications lab and I started laughing so hard I was crying. (Linux never loaded and will have to try again on Tuesday). More about the crappy school frustrations a little later this evening. Now, on with the story

Amazing, I actually had two classes today. It's going to take a lot of review to get back into the Linux mode. I don't remember squat (it's been over six months since Unix 2). I'm not too sure about this new teacher they hired to teach the Win2K Server class. Today was pretty much a waste of time. There is a whopping 5 people in the class. Today was the first day he'd ever been there. I saw the other networking instructor trying to quickly show him around. Once again, no curriculum is set. Oh, well. Four more weeks and I can move on. I really want to get into web development. I may check into some other schools and see what's out there. If nothing else, I can get books and teach myself.

I hope Marcus and Mike made it to the top of the Peak. They should be getting there about now. Our friend Dave is supposed to pick them up at the top. Unfortunatley, I need to get back in the routine of getting up at midnight, so off to bed and I'll hear about the trek sometime later.

DANG YOU, MARCUS!

As anyone with a PC knows, solitaire is a game included with Windows. There are others, one being Minesweeper. I have never taken the time to learn to play this game as I waste more than enough of my time on solitaire. Well, Marcus taught me how to play it last night and now I'm hooked. I've wasted the entire day playing it. I was even playing in my sleep last night. Yippee!

Marcus and our friend Mike are climbing Pikes Peak tomorrow. They used to do it once a year, but it's been awhile. I hope they encounter no problems on the way up. He's going to be one tired puppy when he gets home tomorrow night.

The new module starts tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to it. If there is not a teacher for the Win2k Server class or I can't get into Unix 3, I'm going to lose it. At least this should be my last module unless they offer Cisco next month. I just want to move on. I'm tired of wasting my time there.

My friend Traci took me to a biker bar in Dacono, CO called Jerry D's last night. She loves places like that. I had so much fun. I love getting together with her. I don't do it near enough. The bar has their menus printed on barf bags. Nice touch. I had a huge beef/bean burrito. Tasty. They also have a real old jukebox. I hadn't had a beer since Christmas Eve. The four I had put a nice buzz on me. We were going to minigolf, but we lost track of time. Not a bad evening. I finally got to see where she lives. She's lived there over 4 years and I've never been to her house. The sad thing is, she only lives a few miles away from where I work. She showed me her kart that she races. No way would I ever get in one of those contraptions. I also got to see the one that her friend Andy got really messed up in. Totally mangled wreck. Scary.

I went to work right after, as I couldn't see the point of driving all the way home, getting a few hours sleep, and wasting the gas money driving all the way back. I couldn't get started until they got the store closed up, so I talked to a guy named Matt to catch up on all the Fed. Heights store gossip. Man, I don't miss working with all those people at all. It's amazing that nothing has really changed in the 8 months since I had talked to any of them.

Well, classes on Monday again, and I don't really want to go. The whole experience will be an excercise in futility. I know I'm not going to gain a great amount of education in just four more weeks. Sad things is, I was so full of excitement and yearning just a little over a year ago. Now I know I need to find my fulfillment somewhere else and finishing this crap I started is just a necessary evil. Oh, well.

I guess I'm off to help Marcus pull some weeds.

Compliments of my friend Traci: