nevilleThe Worst Gay(Seriously. The Worst!)Registered Userregular
edited July 2007
No, I work for a small games company in downtown Seattle. I've worked at a number of places, including Microsoft. I have mixed feelings about the company; I think a lot of the software engineers are well-meaning folk. I just think they have a number of shoddy managers, some questionable agendas, and too many F'ing lawyers trying to decide things.
HCI will help you get a job in UI, its true. A friend of mine just finished his masters in that about 6 months ago and got job offers out the wazoo. He's at Boeing now, I believe.
The shock of the Real today is that is too fucking hot in this city
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Munkus BeaverYou don't have to attend every argument you are invited to.Philosophy: Stoicism. Politics: Democratic SocialistRegistered User, ClubPAregular
edited July 2007
Speaking of the real, I gotta go do my application to Law School soon
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Seriously, can I be Katchem_Ash's butler. Not in a gay way. Not like buttler, like manservant. Not like manservant like in a gay way. In a English Alfred Pennyworth way.
Seriously, can I be Katchem_Ash's butler. Not in a gay way. Not like buttler, like manservant. Not like manservant like in a gay way. In a English Alfred Pennyworth way.
Seriously, can I be Katchem_Ash's butler. Not in a gay way. Not like buttler, like manservant. Not like manservant like in a gay way. In a English Alfred Pennyworth way.
I can think of better masters.
No. SERIOUSLY. Every couple of years I post into this forum how I would love to be a butler. And no one ever takes me seriously. Like it's below them or I am asking for charity or some shit. Seriously enough of you guys make enough money to afford one and of those a subsection do not like to clean. I love to clean. See. Symbiotic.
Seriously, can I be Katchem_Ash's butler. Not in a gay way. Not like buttler, like manservant. Not like manservant like in a gay way. In a English Alfred Pennyworth way.
I can think of better masters.
No. SERIOUSLY. Every couple of years I post into this forum how I would love to be a butler. And no one ever takes me seriously. Like it's below them or I am asking for charity or some shit. Seriously enough of you guys make enough money to afford one and of those a subsection do not like to clean. I love to clean. See. Symbiotic.
You misread my statement. I also take a great deal of enjoyment in housework, cooking and beverage assembly. Esspecially if it is for someone else. I am often accused of being odd for it. I take great pride in mxing or concucting the perfect drink.
I ain't payin' ya... but if you wanna follow me around and clean up after me, answer my phone calls, manage my schedule and call out for hookers for me then I'm down with that.
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Munkus BeaverYou don't have to attend every argument you are invited to.Philosophy: Stoicism. Politics: Democratic SocialistRegistered User, ClubPAregular
Seriously, can I be Katchem_Ash's butler. Not in a gay way. Not like buttler, like manservant. Not like manservant like in a gay way. In a English Alfred Pennyworth way.
I can think of better masters.
No. SERIOUSLY. Every couple of years I post into this forum how I would love to be a butler. And no one ever takes me seriously. Like it's below them or I am asking for charity or some shit. Seriously enough of you guys make enough money to afford one and of those a subsection do not like to clean. I love to clean. See. Symbiotic.
How about you get a job cleaning houses
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Humor can be dissected as a frog can, but dies in the process.
Seriously, can I be Katchem_Ash's butler. Not in a gay way. Not like buttler, like manservant. Not like manservant like in a gay way. In a English Alfred Pennyworth way.
I can think of better masters.
No. SERIOUSLY. Every couple of years I post into this forum how I would love to be a butler. And no one ever takes me seriously. Like it's below them or I am asking for charity or some shit. Seriously enough of you guys make enough money to afford one and of those a subsection do not like to clean. I love to clean. See. Symbiotic.
How about you get a job cleaning houses
That's a good idea. Every time I go looking for that kind of work I bow out before I go to the place of business. I need to really focus and not lose concentration.
I basically did no homework whatsoever in my last year of high school (I think I actually showed up for one day in the last quarter). Finished in the 82nd percentile of the state, earning me a spot in the Uni course I wanted, and $20,000 worth of scholarships.
As happy as I am about this, I realise that there are a lot of people out there who work their fucking asses off and don't get anywhere near the same opportunities that I have. It makes me feel guilty, but I'm not going to sit here and be ungrateful. I've been given the chance to learn and potentially get a career in something I really enjoy, and I'm going to take that chance.
The Real World= suck in the beginning. Folks keep saying itll get more interesting, but hey.
Sometimes you choose your path, and somertimes the force chooses you or some shit. I knew
getting into my field I would be poor ass for quite some time. (Two Conservatories for theater training, a undergrad degree in theater performance, and im working on my M.A. in theater producing and directing, which is where the money is in the arts/entertainment field)
I love my training, my school, my classmates. I love people in the arts that are fucking crazy like me. (sadly) im single, but that means im saving money because i like dropping cash on my gal and doing shit, going out, traveling, gay ass crap like that. dates, wine, and all that shit. (inconsistent capitolization, but that the glory of the internet.)
However, to get through school, when your in it six years, and move to New York City a month after nine eleven and its crazy, then move back to new orleans to save money and katrina happens kind of does a fuck on your career. Was only planning on chillign here for a few months before starting to make the circuit around the country for performing arts jobs, but thats on hold so i went back to school. So now im working a tech job doing computer support solo for 177 employees for the state office for one of the largest liquor companies in the south, and meeting some great people. The problem is, the fun people are all like 15 years older than me. Friends have jetted, only the same loser-ass people i hated in high school are still in the city. Expanding your social network as a 24 year old man is a bit hard in this climate, where people (and the women) are looking for folks that are actually successful, or getting married, or your guy friends who arent "artists" (god i hate that word/self-description) are busy clubbin it out, and your too busy working then going to rehearsal to some shit play just so you can put more crap on your resume.
the past few months ive gotten over self-pity, now i just bitch, and its fun and is cathartic. I dont even mind being single, dont have time for a girlfriend right now. Its the lack of ability to just call people up to get a beer thats the hardest, and going down to the counter-culture bars i chill at by ones self is just lame. Im not fifty and trying to avoid my family.
So any penny-arcades in new orleans? Ill buy you some drinks yo People with piercing and tattoos who like Russian vodka bars are great. got a new one in town that serves absynth on the down low.
Theres the ramble. at work nearly alone because the salaried folks mostly took off for the day, and im sleepy as fuck.
peace, PAers, and love.
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I basically did no homework whatsoever in my last year of high school (I think I actually showed up for one day in the last quarter). Finished in the 82nd percentile of the state, earning me a spot in the Uni course I wanted, and $20,000 worth of scholarships.
As happy as I am about this, I realise that there are a lot of people out there who work their fucking asses off and don't get anywhere near the same opportunities that I have. It makes me feel guilty, but I'm not going to sit here and be ungrateful. I've been given the chance to learn and potentially get a career in something I really enjoy, and I'm going to take that chance.
How the hell did you get $20,000 worth of scholarships for being in the 82nd percentile?
After transferring 3 times and practically losing every credit I ever earned, I said "fuck it" and stopped at about my 4th year of college. I had 2 years worth of credits after 4 full-time years of college and 3 different majors.
Practically every person I know with a degree is doing something that is in no way related what they got a degree for. A buddy of mind got a psych degree, yeah, he's now over in Japan teaching English to Japanese students.
For me, finding a specialization and going after it is where its at. I went towards Real Estate and Commercial Management and am doing great now. You can get specialized certifications for practically anything you aspire to do. Pretty easy to find a job at that point, especially if you have prevous experience.
I had a four-year, full-ride, Air Force ROTC scholarship. But the school I chose to apply it to rescinded my admission at the last minute, which I was upset about at the time. In retrospect, one of the best things to ever happen to me.
Just finished 2nd year of university. Looking for a summer job, with absolutely no luck so far. Job market's dry as hell in LA, doubly so for people seeking summer-only.
Well, I am packing things away from my room since I will be painting it. I realized I have to many adapters and wires laying around. I am like "What the hell is that for?" and I can't find anything to go with it. I mean I found a Dr. Disk in between my Manga shelf and by chest of drawers. I opened by closet and boxes came flying at me. I look under my bed and I find all sorts of weird things. "What the Hell is this?" or "When the hell did I buy this" or more likely "There it is!"
Holy Hell I have a lot of stuff stored away. I need boxes.
Well, I am packing things away from my room since I will be painting it. I realized I have to many adapters and wires laying around. I am like "What the hell is that for?" and I can't find anything to go with it. I mean I found a Dr. Disk in between my Manga shelf and by chest of drawers. I opened by closet and boxes came flying at me. I look under my bed and I find all sorts of weird things. "What the Hell is this?" or "When the hell did I buy this" or more likely "There it is!"
Holy Hell I have a lot of stuff stored away. I need boxes.
You should hire some one.
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Munkus BeaverYou don't have to attend every argument you are invited to.Philosophy: Stoicism. Politics: Democratic SocialistRegistered User, ClubPAregular
edited July 2007
Those novelty diplomas I mailed out should be arriving today.
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HCI will help you get a job in UI, its true. A friend of mine just finished his masters in that about 6 months ago and got job offers out the wazoo. He's at Boeing now, I believe.
And is it only 7, Teefs?
i need names and numbers.
SE++ is not a dating service.
Yet.
Is too.
The shock of the Real today is that is too fucking hot in this city
I can think of better masters.
No. SERIOUSLY. Every couple of years I post into this forum how I would love to be a butler. And no one ever takes me seriously. Like it's below them or I am asking for charity or some shit. Seriously enough of you guys make enough money to afford one and of those a subsection do not like to clean. I love to clean. See. Symbiotic.
You misread my statement. I also take a great deal of enjoyment in housework, cooking and beverage assembly. Esspecially if it is for someone else. I am often accused of being odd for it. I take great pride in mxing or concucting the perfect drink.
I ain't payin' ya... but if you wanna follow me around and clean up after me, answer my phone calls, manage my schedule and call out for hookers for me then I'm down with that.
-Robert E. Howard
Tower of the Elephant
How about you get a job cleaning houses
That's a good idea. Every time I go looking for that kind of work I bow out before I go to the place of business. I need to really focus and not lose concentration.
Maids are cleaners.
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i'm going for a job interview for a role that pays a tidy sum
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it's less than a five minute walk from my house
so exciting
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Asia, weeaboo, and all of that.
If I could just sleep all day every day, I would
I basically did no homework whatsoever in my last year of high school (I think I actually showed up for one day in the last quarter). Finished in the 82nd percentile of the state, earning me a spot in the Uni course I wanted, and $20,000 worth of scholarships.
As happy as I am about this, I realise that there are a lot of people out there who work their fucking asses off and don't get anywhere near the same opportunities that I have. It makes me feel guilty, but I'm not going to sit here and be ungrateful. I've been given the chance to learn and potentially get a career in something I really enjoy, and I'm going to take that chance.
Sometimes you choose your path, and somertimes the force chooses you or some shit. I knew
getting into my field I would be poor ass for quite some time. (Two Conservatories for theater training, a undergrad degree in theater performance, and im working on my M.A. in theater producing and directing, which is where the money is in the arts/entertainment field)
I love my training, my school, my classmates. I love people in the arts that are fucking crazy like me. (sadly) im single, but that means im saving money because i like dropping cash on my gal and doing shit, going out, traveling, gay ass crap like that. dates, wine, and all that shit. (inconsistent capitolization, but that the glory of the internet.)
However, to get through school, when your in it six years, and move to New York City a month after nine eleven and its crazy, then move back to new orleans to save money and katrina happens kind of does a fuck on your career. Was only planning on chillign here for a few months before starting to make the circuit around the country for performing arts jobs, but thats on hold so i went back to school. So now im working a tech job doing computer support solo for 177 employees for the state office for one of the largest liquor companies in the south, and meeting some great people. The problem is, the fun people are all like 15 years older than me. Friends have jetted, only the same loser-ass people i hated in high school are still in the city. Expanding your social network as a 24 year old man is a bit hard in this climate, where people (and the women) are looking for folks that are actually successful, or getting married, or your guy friends who arent "artists" (god i hate that word/self-description) are busy clubbin it out, and your too busy working then going to rehearsal to some shit play just so you can put more crap on your resume.
the past few months ive gotten over self-pity, now i just bitch, and its fun and is cathartic. I dont even mind being single, dont have time for a girlfriend right now. Its the lack of ability to just call people up to get a beer thats the hardest, and going down to the counter-culture bars i chill at by ones self is just lame. Im not fifty and trying to avoid my family.
So any penny-arcades in new orleans? Ill buy you some drinks yo
Theres the ramble. at work nearly alone because the salaried folks mostly took off for the day, and im sleepy as fuck.
peace, PAers, and love.
How the hell did you get $20,000 worth of scholarships for being in the 82nd percentile?
Part of thinks this would be cool, but the other part thinks I would miss having a door.
Practically every person I know with a degree is doing something that is in no way related what they got a degree for. A buddy of mind got a psych degree, yeah, he's now over in Japan teaching English to Japanese students.
For me, finding a specialization and going after it is where its at. I went towards Real Estate and Commercial Management and am doing great now. You can get specialized certifications for practically anything you aspire to do. Pretty easy to find a job at that point, especially if you have prevous experience.
Holy Hell I have a lot of stuff stored away. I need boxes.
If I haven't thought about it or SEEN it for the past three years, it is no good to me. To the trash it goes.
You should hire some one.
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