I went ahead and applied at another freaking job. Why must I go out and look for a job that pays crap just so I go out and buy more crap. I just don't get it, maybe someone can explain it to me. Also,I just don't get what I want in my life at this moment.
Yesterday, I uninstalled "The Sims 2" and I lost all my video clips so I have to start all over on my movies that I'm working on. Well, I better get off, see you later.
August 22, 2005
Applied at another job
August 21, 2005
Art is screwy to the screwed
Okay I said I would tell you the story. And what kind of Jesus related art I have.
back in December 2004, we had a huge fire on our street. It sort have scared us, because a neighbor's child came screaming claiming it was my brother's house. I took off running to his house in nothing but my bare feet and PJs. (Hey, you would do the same). As I was running down to his house which is only 100 ft from my parents' house. I saw the flames, they were huge, but luckily they were not coming from his house. The house next door which was about 30 - 40 ft away from his house was in flames. The house is still own by my father, and was renting it to a family. I quickly ran down to the house to see if they were okay, and made sure they were all okay, The mother was worried about two of their dogs which might have still been in the house, which I didn't really worry, (PETA can kiss my ass). When they told me everyone was okay I saw the flames were rising quickly so I went back to my brother's house and grabbed a garden hose a proceeded to wet his yard because it has been a dry fall and my brother had not raked his yard YET. I was freezing, but I pretty much kept spraying the yard for the next 20 minutes. I don't know if it helped but it kept my mind busy. The fire lasted about 2 to 2 1/2 hours, and according to one fireman the house was savagable, but my father was not going to try, since during the 20 years of renting out the house he failed to make a profit from it.
The day after the fire I took my camera down and proceeded to take pictures of the damage. (I'm weird like that.) I didn't actually go inside the house. Basically I zoomed in for a bunch of the scenes. I also created a little montage of the pictures, to an old George Straight song. Someday I'll publish it to my website. :)
A few days later, my father decided he was going to tear down the house. Since it has abestes(sp?) shingles, he did some research on how to dispose of them safely, (so you enviroment freaks can kiss my ass too). When the shingles were being taken down from the front of the house we noticed an image that was burned into the wood, on this huge piece of wood was the face of Jesus. It was staring straight at you. It has Jesus wearing the thorn crown and blood dripping down. Also right beside it is a cross. This piece of wood is about 4ft by 5ft huge. So it wasn't this tiny image. I would estimate, that the face of Jesus on this wood is about 4ft high. Really creepy huh? Anyways the board stayed on the house for about a week. And everyone in the neighbor saw it, and even several church members came by to take a look.
We decided to take it down; one because we did not want anyone to go into the house. And two we did feel like that the piece of wood needed to be saved. We saved this wood, because it's not everyday this happens. My father said he was going to sell it on eBay, but he never tried, plus I don't think we ever will. I don't know if it really is Jesus, but it's still a cool effect that the wood would burn an image like that. Maybe that is the reason so many people loved the house. I don't know. But the house is no longer standing there. All that is left is the foundation and the shop behind it. I thought I would tell you and let you make up your mind.
If anyone is actually reading this please send your comments. All ads although will be deleted.
back in December 2004, we had a huge fire on our street. It sort have scared us, because a neighbor's child came screaming claiming it was my brother's house. I took off running to his house in nothing but my bare feet and PJs. (Hey, you would do the same). As I was running down to his house which is only 100 ft from my parents' house. I saw the flames, they were huge, but luckily they were not coming from his house. The house next door which was about 30 - 40 ft away from his house was in flames. The house is still own by my father, and was renting it to a family. I quickly ran down to the house to see if they were okay, and made sure they were all okay, The mother was worried about two of their dogs which might have still been in the house, which I didn't really worry, (PETA can kiss my ass). When they told me everyone was okay I saw the flames were rising quickly so I went back to my brother's house and grabbed a garden hose a proceeded to wet his yard because it has been a dry fall and my brother had not raked his yard YET. I was freezing, but I pretty much kept spraying the yard for the next 20 minutes. I don't know if it helped but it kept my mind busy. The fire lasted about 2 to 2 1/2 hours, and according to one fireman the house was savagable, but my father was not going to try, since during the 20 years of renting out the house he failed to make a profit from it.
The day after the fire I took my camera down and proceeded to take pictures of the damage. (I'm weird like that.) I didn't actually go inside the house. Basically I zoomed in for a bunch of the scenes. I also created a little montage of the pictures, to an old George Straight song. Someday I'll publish it to my website. :)
A few days later, my father decided he was going to tear down the house. Since it has abestes(sp?) shingles, he did some research on how to dispose of them safely, (so you enviroment freaks can kiss my ass too). When the shingles were being taken down from the front of the house we noticed an image that was burned into the wood, on this huge piece of wood was the face of Jesus. It was staring straight at you. It has Jesus wearing the thorn crown and blood dripping down. Also right beside it is a cross. This piece of wood is about 4ft by 5ft huge. So it wasn't this tiny image. I would estimate, that the face of Jesus on this wood is about 4ft high. Really creepy huh? Anyways the board stayed on the house for about a week. And everyone in the neighbor saw it, and even several church members came by to take a look.
We decided to take it down; one because we did not want anyone to go into the house. And two we did feel like that the piece of wood needed to be saved. We saved this wood, because it's not everyday this happens. My father said he was going to sell it on eBay, but he never tried, plus I don't think we ever will. I don't know if it really is Jesus, but it's still a cool effect that the wood would burn an image like that. Maybe that is the reason so many people loved the house. I don't know. But the house is no longer standing there. All that is left is the foundation and the shop behind it. I thought I would tell you and let you make up your mind.
If anyone is actually reading this please send your comments. All ads although will be deleted.
Does Jesus use eBay?
Okay, I think already know the answer to this question. Hmmm... but for those who seriously want to argue. I'll put down it really simple. Jesus LIVED over 2,000 years ago. eBay only been around a few years. Hmmm.... If you feel like arguing about it; than head over to a religious chat room I'm sure you'll find plenty on AOL.
It's amazing the stuff people are trying to sell on eBay, some nut trying to sell a photograph for $8,000 that claims to have Jesus on it from 1928 or another weirdo selling a rock with the Virgin Mary and baby mysteriously on it for another $5,000. The list goes on and on. Even that piece of toast with the face of Jesus is back. Who actually buys this CRAP??? I thought to I would join in this crowd and try and sell this one item I have, but I thought I would rather keep it. Plus selling it just seems wrong. I think it is very weird, but I don't think I could sell it. Anyways, I suppose your curious of what I have now. I suppose I gotta tell the story, next post.
I swear I'll tell you next post.
It's amazing the stuff people are trying to sell on eBay, some nut trying to sell a photograph for $8,000 that claims to have Jesus on it from 1928 or another weirdo selling a rock with the Virgin Mary and baby mysteriously on it for another $5,000. The list goes on and on. Even that piece of toast with the face of Jesus is back. Who actually buys this CRAP??? I thought to I would join in this crowd and try and sell this one item I have, but I thought I would rather keep it. Plus selling it just seems wrong. I think it is very weird, but I don't think I could sell it. Anyways, I suppose your curious of what I have now. I suppose I gotta tell the story, next post.
I swear I'll tell you next post.
August 12, 2005
Blogs rhymes with logs, which you'll be doing
Man, two blogs within a month. Something's different. Well, what's different is that I'm jobless, still. I've been working on a few things while I'm out of work though. First of all I've been working on re-decorating/throwing away a bunch of useless CRAP in my house that I don't use anymore. I know what you're thinking. . . "Don't throw it away, sell it on eBay" well, I would but I just feel it's to much useless crap and I figure I just need to get rid of it.
Another thing I'm doing is I'm working on more episodes from "The Sims 2" game. I'm sort have at a stand still today, because I can't think of the next script. Also I'm working on a couple of "Sim Music Videos" true I can't sell them, but it'll be interesting to see how they come out.
I'm also looking for another job. So, when I get one you can be sure that these blog entries will not be so close to each other.
See Ya next time.
Another thing I'm doing is I'm working on more episodes from "The Sims 2" game. I'm sort have at a stand still today, because I can't think of the next script. Also I'm working on a couple of "Sim Music Videos" true I can't sell them, but it'll be interesting to see how they come out.
I'm also looking for another job. So, when I get one you can be sure that these blog entries will not be so close to each other.
See Ya next time.
August 08, 2005
What a weekend.....
Aug 8th 2005 -- Heard Nothing
What a day. I woke up late. Then I reliazed that I didn't have any clean shirts so I had to go to the laundry mat for that. When I got back, is was already noon. So I called about the job that I am hoping to get. haven't heard anything from him. So now I'm at the library trying to learn more about my phone. And is sort of sucks, because I cannot send email through it. To I heard nothing from that. So I'm going to heard nothing toward Starbucks and maybe hang out. See you more later.
Entry for August 07, 2005 -- A new beginning, Another weblog
A new day and new oppertunities. I feel refreshed after quitting my J-O-B, from that stupid S-O-B. What a jerk, he treats all his best employees like crap, and the worst employees like royality. How else would you explain it.
Like for example. This one employee (let's call her "M"), M is a hardworker, but she's slow and often cannot do other things that the other employees do. She goes tells the head-person, that she's going to call the head office and make a former complaint. Well, the head-person for that shift starts making out the paper work for her to do so. The manager gets word of this and tells her not to do that, but instead the manager starts kissing up to M, claiming she's the best worker when he knows she's not. He continues to do this, by making M employee of the month (which the store never did before), giving her special assignments, and even offering her a promotion which she cannot do.
In the mean time, he treats everyone else like crap. Example; (Let's call this person "R"), R was up for a promotion from the former manager, he desearved it to, he was always on time, organized, and cleaned. But this manager turned a blind eye toward him and treated him like crap, never promoted him, and gave him more assignments.
What the hell is wrong with this jerk. I couldn't take the mistreatment he was giving everyone and I just walked out. That was yesterday, so not I'm unemployed. . . again. But I feel good, that I got out of a crap job like that.
What a day. I woke up late. Then I reliazed that I didn't have any clean shirts so I had to go to the laundry mat for that. When I got back, is was already noon. So I called about the job that I am hoping to get. haven't heard anything from him. So now I'm at the library trying to learn more about my phone. And is sort of sucks, because I cannot send email through it. To I heard nothing from that. So I'm going to heard nothing toward Starbucks and maybe hang out. See you more later.
Entry for August 07, 2005 -- A new beginning, Another weblog
A new day and new oppertunities. I feel refreshed after quitting my J-O-B, from that stupid S-O-B. What a jerk, he treats all his best employees like crap, and the worst employees like royality. How else would you explain it.
Like for example. This one employee (let's call her "M"), M is a hardworker, but she's slow and often cannot do other things that the other employees do. She goes tells the head-person, that she's going to call the head office and make a former complaint. Well, the head-person for that shift starts making out the paper work for her to do so. The manager gets word of this and tells her not to do that, but instead the manager starts kissing up to M, claiming she's the best worker when he knows she's not. He continues to do this, by making M employee of the month (which the store never did before), giving her special assignments, and even offering her a promotion which she cannot do.
In the mean time, he treats everyone else like crap. Example; (Let's call this person "R"), R was up for a promotion from the former manager, he desearved it to, he was always on time, organized, and cleaned. But this manager turned a blind eye toward him and treated him like crap, never promoted him, and gave him more assignments.
What the hell is wrong with this jerk. I couldn't take the mistreatment he was giving everyone and I just walked out. That was yesterday, so not I'm unemployed. . . again. But I feel good, that I got out of a crap job like that.
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