Funny how things have a way of coming full circle. I had the most surreal flashbacks today. Going from hating yourself to feeling lucky to be yourself, back and forth, all day just cannot be healthy.
Anyway my newest "apprentice" is way more educated than I am. Ego drain. Within a couple hours he's groveling to learn more. I have artisans and techno geeks and a bunch of migrant workers with talent. This dude is Chinese and just graduated from UNC with a degree in mechanical engineering. 4.0 gpa but green as fuck. Welcome to the real world baby. Ego boost. He knows jack shit; super sharp and eager though. I don't impress easily. Programming to me is an art, not a science. Skill and experience trump photographic memories and all that Forrest Gumpiness....
Then a friend at work, the only one who knows I used to be known as "Pizzaface" all through highschool, is telling me over lunch that her mother was a crack whore. We share too much.... Anyway if her fiance hadn't just taken her to Sorrento, Italy and proposed on his knees on top of a hill with a $5K rock I'd be all over her. We're great friends, but I can't compete with THAT....
Then, yeah baby.... I highly recommend buying stocks having anything to do with explosive detection companies....
Then I get a call from the vet and Holly, my beloved Lab, has a tumor. It's in her right rear leg, and luckily is benign, but he fears another one could be deeper and recommends surgery soon....
Hey, office geeks telling me that last group of entries I built for Old South Millwork is getting a writeup in the Charlotte Observer. Sweet. Except my name is'nt mentioned anywhere. I pretty much built those solo while everyone here watched.... Up. No, down.
So then the eye. Splinter flew right up under my safety glasses as I squinted and turned when a stress point caused a piece of African Mahogany to bind up on a table saw blade and kick wildly. Corneal laceration and three hours in the emergency room. Still see 20/16 though. Yay. I've been on drugs for a few hours now....
I just got back from chatting with the neighbor a couple hours ago, who is very attractive. She smirked and asked what I wanted. I offered to run my 20hp tractor over her yard, as seeing her struggling with the "hill", although somewhat arousing, brought out the chivalry in me. She said I needed to rest because I was injured (damn, forgot I'd chatted with her earlier-damn drugs) and that she needed the workout anyway. I said I had a workout for her. Oh REALLY? Yeah, I told her that since we both had dogs we should walk them together sometime. Oh. Why, what were you thinking? Nothing. OK. Thoughts racing... YEAH you do.... Drink another.
I really feel like a fucking drunken pirate right now. I gots the sea time baby. I even got an eye patch on....
So MonkE asked when the party is. Damn good idea
Anyway my newest "apprentice" is way more educated than I am. Ego drain. Within a couple hours he's groveling to learn more. I have artisans and techno geeks and a bunch of migrant workers with talent. This dude is Chinese and just graduated from UNC with a degree in mechanical engineering. 4.0 gpa but green as fuck. Welcome to the real world baby. Ego boost. He knows jack shit; super sharp and eager though. I don't impress easily. Programming to me is an art, not a science. Skill and experience trump photographic memories and all that Forrest Gumpiness....
Then a friend at work, the only one who knows I used to be known as "Pizzaface" all through highschool, is telling me over lunch that her mother was a crack whore. We share too much.... Anyway if her fiance hadn't just taken her to Sorrento, Italy and proposed on his knees on top of a hill with a $5K rock I'd be all over her. We're great friends, but I can't compete with THAT....
Then, yeah baby.... I highly recommend buying stocks having anything to do with explosive detection companies....
Then I get a call from the vet and Holly, my beloved Lab, has a tumor. It's in her right rear leg, and luckily is benign, but he fears another one could be deeper and recommends surgery soon....
Hey, office geeks telling me that last group of entries I built for Old South Millwork is getting a writeup in the Charlotte Observer. Sweet. Except my name is'nt mentioned anywhere. I pretty much built those solo while everyone here watched.... Up. No, down.
So then the eye. Splinter flew right up under my safety glasses as I squinted and turned when a stress point caused a piece of African Mahogany to bind up on a table saw blade and kick wildly. Corneal laceration and three hours in the emergency room. Still see 20/16 though. Yay. I've been on drugs for a few hours now....
I just got back from chatting with the neighbor a couple hours ago, who is very attractive. She smirked and asked what I wanted. I offered to run my 20hp tractor over her yard, as seeing her struggling with the "hill", although somewhat arousing, brought out the chivalry in me. She said I needed to rest because I was injured (damn, forgot I'd chatted with her earlier-damn drugs) and that she needed the workout anyway. I said I had a workout for her. Oh REALLY? Yeah, I told her that since we both had dogs we should walk them together sometime. Oh. Why, what were you thinking? Nothing. OK. Thoughts racing... YEAH you do.... Drink another.
I really feel like a fucking drunken pirate right now. I gots the sea time baby. I even got an eye patch on....
So MonkE asked when the party is. Damn good idea
I don't know anout that, I am pretty straight forward in real life, I don't believe in wasting time. I do know better than to look for real life lust/love on the net.....although I hear it does happen.
I can't make decisions like that about people till I meet them in the flesh. I have to feel that spark first. Although there is a lot to be said for cyber crushes. You were definately my first. I am up to 3 so far. Which is not so bad, I lust after several people in the flesh and am always looking forward to finding somebody that could hold my attention for longer than a couple orgasms. I am told that it will happen one of these days.....
Sorry bout your eye, sounds painful.