dRustvold's Journal
[Most Recent Entries]
[Calendar View]
[Friends]
Below are the 20 most recent journal entries recorded in
dRustvold's LiveJournal:
[ << Previous 20 ]
| Sunday, August 24th, 2008 | | 7:20 pm |
| | Saturday, March 8th, 2008 | | 1:54 am |
Remember when the internet used to be a free open source way for people to communicate and share information? Without trying to sound too much like Andy Rooney, I do. But thats not how todays internet is, asides from the free music, porn, and movies... (I aprove) which you have to steal... easily... to get. What is getting at me is how you can't check your hotmail outside of hotmail.com unless you buy an email program that licenes microsofts email clients. MS has made it so that its not possable for programs like opera (my browser of choice) can't get to hotmail using an internet standard email protical. Unless i'm using IE. Its fucking email, hell its fucking hotmail. *RANTS* whateves I'm buying a mac. RIP Microsarus | | Tuesday, January 15th, 2008 | | 10:56 pm |
So I'm spending time at home recovering from a, get this, PLANED appendix removal. I went in to the hospital after calling my doctor about seeing me for some stomach pains that could be my appendix, not wanting it to burst they told me to just go to the hospital... now. So I did, the surgeon there checked me out and didn't think it was an emergency, they ran all the lab stuff and didn't come back with the normal signs that they would get if ones appendix was going to burst, so they were thinking it was something else. So they ran me through the CAT scan machine and saw that my appendix was rather an odd size and shape, but still not like what you would see for someone who’s appendix is about to burst. They didn't have an actual medical term for it (they were tossing around "distended" and "irregular") we decided that it was medically "funky" and needed to come out and to have it tested. I had it taken out last Friday and I’m still recovering. The doctor who removed it said it looked normal, just kinda big. Still waiting to hear about the condition of my fucked up appendix. Hopefully everything is fine with it and just wanted to come out. | | Thursday, October 25th, 2007 | | 1:31 am |
The past, the future, and wisdome teeth.
Dear Mr. The Past Dentist, You know, the one who said "From these X-rays I don't see you having wisdom teeth" well my mouth has a suprise and its saying FUCK YOU. You were wrong, 4 times! -Darrel I can really start to feel them, kinda gross I know. They're not bad but it does mean that now that I have dental I should probably get these taken care of. Dear Mr. Future Dentist, Get theses taken care of *points inside of mouth*. -Darrel Yeah, can't wait to do that. At least I can get the all done at once. Wait what am I saying thats like having both your arms in a cast at the same time, only with teeth! Dear Mr. Self Mouth, I'm sorry... -Darrel aka YOU I better make sure the dentist knows that last time I was given oxycodine I triped balls after the first dose, and then NOTHING! NOT A DAMN GOOD after that. I don't think it helps that I'm alergic to penacilen so I have to take the derived from, chemical kind shit. Which works once, kinda. Stupid teeth... | | Saturday, September 22nd, 2007 | | 12:13 am |
Car dead... 03 Gti with less then 25,000 miles on it, it's clutch went out. And not slowly, like how clutches burn out, over a month or two, or three. This went in under a week. Looking back I realize that my clutch was sliping in higher gears I didn't notice because it was so slight, and at high speeds (60) in 4th speeding up (70?) hitting high rpms isn't not (is+not/not?) normal. Back in the city i started to notice that "hey, my clutch feels soft" but overall things felt ok... (fast forward to today (we're only skiping a few days here...) (and another ) for safe mesure) (honestly i've lost track of how many of these ( or these ) i've used). (I think?) (keep reading... I've been drinking) So we go to lunch (Stever, Jason-guy from work, and myself), sure we'll take my car, because its teh awesomes or somth'n (at least was). We leave the office and things feel fine. Get to the bank and I'm starting to think about it, but i figure its because theres 3 of us in the car. Then we have to make a U-Turn up hill. I notice that somethings not all that it seems. Get to the Subway parking lot for lunch and we're all like "the cluch seems to be sliping" I'm like "damn it" but I know my cars and clutchs start to wear out and things will be fine I'll just have to get it fixed in a couple of weeks [right...]. Fast forward to the drive back to work and the clutch is GONE... F@(&$ING GONE! I'm thinking "what the hell..." After getting back to the office I do some seaching online and it turns out that many Mk IV Gtis have shitty clutches with many detonating before 40,000 miles. There is a sliver burnout to this. I get to buy an aftermarket clutch/flywheel (WAY before I planed). So some good will come of this. | | Sunday, September 16th, 2007 | | 12:58 am |
| | Tuesday, April 10th, 2007 | | 10:27 pm |
Thought 198237292
"Don't let your first mistake be your last" I have a fall back career of making fourtune cookeies. | | Friday, March 23rd, 2007 | | 7:16 pm |
| | Monday, March 19th, 2007 | | 10:53 pm |
| | Thursday, March 15th, 2007 | | 10:40 pm |
quotes 001
"If i don't take this too far, I won't go far enough" | | Saturday, February 24th, 2007 | | 8:04 pm |
| | Thursday, February 15th, 2007 | | 12:54 am |
so tired
Each day i'm weaker, and more worn out. I have more and more to do and less and less time to do it. School, and work now take up 98% of my time. I'm lucky to get more than 6 hrs of sleep. But i can see what i've done, and where i started, and i can begin to see where i'll be. A little luck and some hard(er) work and i'll be where i coudl only have hoped to be years ago. I'll be applying for my internships in the seattle area here in the next few days. The buzz is everyone needs new people so getting a spot shouldn't be too hard. I really wish i had more of a portfolio. And it dosn't help that i lost alot of my work when a hard drive died. I should be able to put a few of my better things togeather and i hope to get a spot doing characher modelign. Hopefully with someone that dosn't suck. In the end i know everyday i'm getting better at what i'm doing. Not just a little but a whole hell of a lot. Yesterday if you asked me to modle a person i'd be like 'maybe'. tomorow its going to be 'sure, give me a few hrs'. Every day its like that. I'm nowhere near good, but its so natural to me. Keep on walking. Keep on walking. Keep on walking. Keep on walking. Keep on walking. | | Monday, February 12th, 2007 | | 12:35 am |
It seems life has a way of balance I was out again tonigh. I was calibrating my headlights to get the hight beams aimed. Once that was done I drove around to make sure they were doing their job and to see if they needed anymore ajustment. Driving in the back nine of Enumclaw you have to keep your gaurd up for just about anything, people, other cars, cops, deer, and drunk drivers. I notice a glint way down the road so I slowed down. As I aproched the glint was coming from a rabbit who was hopping down the middle of the road. The rabbit was not one, but at least 3. I'm glad they ran back into their field. Not sure how the VW gods would have reacted if a Rabbit* ran over a rabbit... *VW Rabbit = VW Golf | | Saturday, February 10th, 2007 | | 7:16 pm |
So I was driving tonight. And I came across a group of people and several stopped cars. They were all standing in the street. At first I thought they were just friends talking like people do when they drive by one another’s house. Than as I got closer it looked more like an accident. Now close enough I could see everything. In the road lay a dog. Around him the people. It was obvious now that this dog was hit by one of the drivers. I could see him clearly, lying in the road, he twitched as his blood pooled out of around his neck. The group seemed to be talking quietly doing nothing for the animal as its life ran out onto the street. There was nothing to be done. Only to wait until his pain had gone, and he lay still. I’ve never seen anything like that. My last mark on this earth won’t be a large one Enough to run your fingers through And only red until it rains | | Friday, February 9th, 2007 | | 10:32 pm |
what a bad day
So i get to work and Brian, the lead manager at the time says as he lets me in the door (before the store opens) "Hey. Before you leave today come and see me...". Rachel turns and says "Oh we're sorry we have to let you go". I of cource turn pale. Which of cource starts off my day of wondering "why the hell does my manager need me to see him" the whole list of possable things pass in my mind. Was I...? Did I...? Am I not...? At this point i'm stress'n and i realize it and i figure, you know what, if i did do something i'd probably know about it. And if it was that importaint it probably wouldn't have to wait untill i'm leaving (unless they plan on firing you, at which point 'as you're leaving' isn't a bad thing...) Later on I'm talking to one of my coworkers and i tell him that Brian wanted to see me and i have no idea why. He than tells me "Its probably because ***** wrote you up for taking a 30min break". I of cource hadn't taken any 30 min breaks so I began to think about yesterday and where i was and what i was doing so that i could defend myself after Brian asks me "do you know why i called you in here" where i than say "no, i have no idea (with my defence of the situation ready). So anyway i chalk this all up to a mix of a misunderstanding and a slap on the wrist and forget about it. At the end of my shift i radio Brian on out walkies and he says to come to his office. I get their and to my suprise he dosn't bring up any problems he has with me. Only he says "we need to talk about your avalability". Thats it. I'm fucked, hes going to cut back my hrs to nothing because i suck at this job. What about? I manage to say. He than goes on to tell me that he needs people to work in the backroom that have better avalability during the week (at 4am, which i can't work because i have school in the evenings). He than tells me that while he can't keep me in the backroom he'd like to move me to the newly being formed plan-team. He than discribes the positions and what i'd be doing. And it is as follows Better hours. Less work. More importaint. Easier (for me). More enjoyable. and the same pay. "Yeah Brian i'll get you my avalability and we can build a schedule tomorow" "awesome *shakes hands* see you tomorow" "great, I'll see you later. I'll put that [avalbility form] in your box. Bye" In short i've been promoted with no pay... but better hrs and easier work. I'll take it. | | Thursday, February 8th, 2007 | | 5:57 pm |
LEVEL
*You use Repair on the Car. *Repair failed. *You use Repair on the Car. *Repair failed. *You use Repair on the Car. *Repair failed, you are not skilled enough to repair the Car. *You use Repair on the Car. *Repair failed. *You use Repair on the Car. *Repair failed, you are not skilled enough to repair the Car. *You use Repair on the Car. *Repair failed, you damage the Car even more. *You use Repair on the Car. *Dispite your lack of skill you repaired the Car! *You gain 500 exp. *You level up! *Added 10pts to Repair. *Added 5pts to eletronics. *You have no more skill points to distribute. *Quick Save. | | Wednesday, February 7th, 2007 | | 3:29 pm |
100 degrees Celsius, if it ever becomes Fahrenheit we’re in trouble.
So my car is Froken* again. Car is overheating. It –seems- fine so long as the car is in motion, the air moving over the radiator is enough to keep the heat down. However in stop-and-go / traffic it quickly boils over. The fan isn’t turning on. This could be because of the coolant temp sensor not functioning. The fan control relay being shot. Or the shitty backwards and upside-down wiring that is Volkswagen. I checked the wiring it looks ok/right. I tested the fan itself and it works. And from what I can tell the condition of the wires look good. Hopefully I can get the part I need without waiting a week and a half. And hopefully those parts actually fix the problem. Froke A contraction of Fuck and Broke. Froke, Froken, Froking “He Froking Froke his car” | | Wednesday, January 31st, 2007 | | 11:14 pm |
Wanted: Someone to make me happy Willing to trade: All that I have. Is in good condition, has some emotional issues. Tends to stay out to late and sleep in too much. Drinks too much, too often. Sometimes has trouble saying what he means. Tends to get lost in the moment. Thinks hes funny. Heart has habit of undermining brain. Brain often over thinks. Mileage, approximately 22 years, looks 20, feels 30. In good physical condition. Has job. Non smoker (most of the time). Daily driver. Make offer 253 335 9598 | | Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007 | | 11:58 pm |
what side do you fight on when both sides make equaly valid points? and not fighting is not an opotion? | | Friday, December 1st, 2006 | | 4:43 am |
Stupid Cookies
Don’t ask me if I want a cookie than when I say “yeah” act like I’m into cookies. It’s not like I asked you for a cookie. What guy is going to turn down a cookie? But don’t think that because he’d like A cookie he wants the whole freaking batch. I don’t care about you your Cinnamon Sugar; I like Peanut butter or Oatmeal. That doesn’t mean I won’t have 1, or 2. But I don’t want to have Cinnamon Sugar for the rest of my life. I thought I made that clear. |
[ << Previous 20 ]
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
ninjaink's journal
drunk