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| | Frustrations | | | Thursday, August 14, 2008 (4:36 AM)
(I'm feeling cranky) | | Ok, so I woke up this morning at about 7pm. Few hours earlier than I wanted to, but then I'm in the process of backflipping my sleep schedule from the DG trip. Didn't have much trouble doing it going up there, just popped something to keep me up for a day or so and drove. Didn't work coming home. Anyway, I digress.
So I get out of bed and decide it's time to upload another video, then I can start some editing on the DG videos I took and hopefully be able to upload them sometime next week. Fire up the computer and go back to watching Ice Road Truckers, give it some time to boot up. Come back to it and it's got a stock-ish desktop and a message saying there was an error and it couldn't load my desktop. Fucking Vista, ok. So I go into the users folder and transfer all the stuff from my folder to Jasper23's old folder, and restart with the hopes of being able to log in under his name and see my shit. No dice. Something didn't copy right, and now the computer won't start at all. Not that big of a deal, all I gotta do is get back into the drive somehow and put the stuff back where it goes. Hardest part is finding someone who will let me dismantle part of their PC so I can slave my drive to theirs. I see this as just a bump on the road to the beginning of the day.
I gave up on the PC and went back to the living room, watched a few hours of TV before having to leave at 11. Around 1030 I went around back to grab the bike and bring it up to the driveway. Once I did that, something stuck out as odd, so I went back out and started it back up to start looking it over for problems. After a few minutes I realized what it was. My brakelights are out. Well, shit, I didn't want to take the truck to work. Pulled both bulbs from their little housing, neither had a broken filament. Checked the harnesses with my voltmeter and the brake circuit isn't getting ANY power. I didn't really have time to check the fuses since I'm not even 100% sure where they are on that bike, so I am just hoping that it's just a blown fuse
Now that I'm at work, I start doing my defensive driving course online. Guess what. My laptop, for some reason, won't play their videos. I HAVE to have the class done by Saturday so I can have the cert monday. Don't know why it won't play them, it just won't. Has the right plug in and everything. Guess I really do have to get the PC fixed sometime today after work or after I get up later on this afternoon.
Sometimes the minor annoyances of life are enough to make you want to rip the hair from your head. None of these are huge problems, but fuck, all 3 at once? Come on. Oh, and I have to change the oil in the bike and the truck ASAP. There's another $100 or so....man, only thing that could make this much worse is if the head of security was my relief. Wait.....he is....dammit that guy never stops talking. | | | 123 Views | 0  Thumbs Up | 0 Comments |  |
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| | Took this from an email | | | | Thursday, July 31, 2008 (2:36 AM) | | I'M JUST A BIKER
I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But you didn't see me put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.
I saw you pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But you didn't see me playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you change your mind about going into the restaurant when you saw my
bike parked out front.
But you didn't see me attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
But you didn't see me riding behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you stare at my long hair.
But you didn't see me and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves.
But you didn't see me and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.
I saw you look in fright at my tattoos.
But you didn't see me cry as my children where born or have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But you didn't see me going home to be with my family.
I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But you didn't see me when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you yelling at your kids in the car.
But you didn't see me pat my child's hands knowing she was safe behind me.
I saw you reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But you didn't see me squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you race down the road in the rain.
But you didn't see me get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But you didn't see me trying to turn right.
I saw you cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But you didn't see me leave the road.
I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But you didn't see me.
I wasn't there.
I saw you go home to your family.
But you didn't see me. Because I died that day you cut me off.
I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
But you didn't see me. | | | | 105 Views | 2 Thumbs Up | 1 Comment | |
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| | Birth | | | Sunday, March 16, 2008 (9:57 PM)
(I'm feeling sore) | | | So here I sit....about 20 hours ago I officially turned 26. I did a fair bit of drinking friday night, and some last night, but nothing too hardcore, its actually been a pretty laid back weekend. But I've been thinking, at some point I am supposed to feel old, right? About half my efriends can't even legally drink yet, and the rest are in their thirties or higher. Does that mean I am straddling the fence? I don't really feel any older, though I know I've matured a bit in the last 365 days. Hell, in that time period I've screwed up two relationships and a few friendships, and held 3 different jobs. No, make that 4...Anyway...I guess I just don't really know what to think about some things these days. I have financial issues that people my age shouldn't even know exist, my bones creak like I am 70, but my mind keeps acting like I'm still 21 sometimes. It's kind of strange. | | | | 238 Views | 0 Thumbs Up | 0 Comments | |
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