| And that's why you don't teach lessons... |
[May. 15th, 2009|09:52 am] |
By popular demand, here's an update!
It's been an interesting year so far, whereas 2008 was all about keeping everything steady, 2009 has been all about change so far.
One of my bestest buddies Brian got married to his longtime girlfriend Annie (aka Anee) in a beautiful ceremony in Long Beach. It was one of the best experiences of my life. The bachelor parties were awesome; Vegas and the cruise both had memorable moments that wont be forgotten any time soon.
The wedding itself was great. They're really great for each other, they've had their ups and downs, but they managed to get through it all quite well. Brian's mom was so happy for her son at the wedding, it was really sweet. I almost teared up during the mother/son dance, but managed to maintain my composure. It certainly made me think of my mom, whom I love with all my heart, and how happy she would be if I ever tied the knot. But that's neither here nor there.
In the spirit of Brian and Annie's marriage, I quit my job at Aperture Health in March. I got the job right after college and things went well for a while. Met some great people, made some good friends, but management was retarded and it slowly started to drain any and all motivation we had to do the work. Toward Thanksgiving of last year, they started missing pay periods, and by the time I quit in March I was owed two months of back pay. I qualified for unemployment, so I've been looking for some gainful employment. I have enough time to be picky right now, but hopefully the economy picks up and people start hiring again.
Other then that, things are good. Got the Mud Run coming up in a few weeks so I've been working out a bit. Then rafting a few weeks after that so I'll be up in the Yay Area again.
That's all folks! |
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| Man on Wire |
[Jan. 26th, 2009|08:30 am] |
So I haven't posted in probably a year now, which is just as well since nothing big has been going on.
My company may be on the brink of shutting down, we haven't been paid in over a week, which by most standards should be a big red flag of sorts, but this isn't the first time it's happened.
Anywho, I saw this incredible documentary this past weekend called Man on Wire. It chronicles the planning and execution of what was called "The Artistic Crime of the Century" when Philippe Petit and some accomplices broke into the World Trade Center, only just recently having been completed in 1974, rigging up a high-wire across the two towers, then performing a tight rope walk across it.
It is absolutely spellbinding and one of the most amazing feats I've ever seen. Considering that when the buildings were completed they were the tallest in the world and having this guy walk across them is beyond words.
I highly recommend the film to anyone, it's nominated for best documentary feature this year in the Oscars, so hopefully it gets some more recognition. |
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| Memories... |
[Apr. 4th, 2008|09:06 am] |
| [ | Tags | | | butt, car, work | ] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | work | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  ! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sammy Hagar - I Can't Drive 55 | ] |
I hit 100,000 miles on my car on the way to work this morning. My how time flies... |
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| App-Cray |
[Apr. 2nd, 2008|03:07 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | crap, work | ] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Work | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  AHHHH!! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Queen - Another One Bites the Dust | ] |
Well there's a first time for everything.
We uploaded my website to the web server at work today so we could test it out and it didn't work.
I figured out the problem, so I went to upload two files that I had to change and brought down the server.
All we had to do to fix it was restart the server, but man was I freaked out! :P |
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| Round Two. Fight! |
[Nov. 1st, 2007|02:58 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Work | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Thrillhouse | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Ton Loc - Funky Cold Medina | ] |
So I stunk it up on my PwC interview. I got stumped good on one of his questions and I'm pretty sure that's where I blew it.
The Deloitte interview went well, but the people that were picked were officers in the audit club on campus.
I had an interview with Hitachi consulting, and he asked me a few questions about some software that I'd never used and I think I lost it because of it.
So three rejections out of three. I was starting to get pretty depressed.
Then I interviewed with KPMG for their Computer Forensics department. It went great. He asked me if I was really interested in forensics. It was really the best question he could've asked me because I answered (honestly) that forensics was the very reason I decided on attending Cal Poly Pomona. It was the only school that offered courses in Forensics (at the time) so I went there. Took that class in the Spring and it was great.
I made it to round two for them, I get to go in house next Wendesday.
The only issue is that it's also my birthday that same day! Do I mention it on the interview or just act like it's any other day? Heeelp! |
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| Cripes |
[Oct. 22nd, 2007|09:14 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Work | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | AHHHHH!! | ] |
My interview is in two hours. I'm going to be so nervous it's not even funny. The fact that my entire future depends on how well I perform for 30 minutes doesn't help much! :( |
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| Ching Ching! Back Again! |
[Oct. 18th, 2007|12:56 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | zomgz | ] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Cubezorz | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Pumped! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | 50 Cent - Hate It or Love It | ] |
Let's go ahead and add PricewaterhouseCoopers to the list of interviews. :)
That's two of the Big Four down, still waiting to hear back from the other two. But if the biggest of them all is interested in the Goon, I figure the others will too! :) |
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| Holy Fucking Geez! |
[Oct. 15th, 2007|06:55 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | zomg | ] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | School | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | excited | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Pointer Sisters - I'm So Excited | ] |
I have an interview this coming Monday with Deloitte & Touche!!! I can't believe how excited I am!!! |
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| What a Difference a Summer Makes |
[Sep. 21st, 2007|08:31 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Workering | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Confuzzled | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Everquest - Plane of Torment | ] |
Now normally I don't post serious matters here, but I felt this one deserved its own entry.
Yesterday was the first day of what should be my very last quarter as an undergrad student. While I should've been ecstatic about almost being finished was somewhat diminished by all the issues I've had with my classes.
I had originally set my schedule weeks in advance of registering, being my last quarter I got first choice on classes and was set.
A few weeks ago, I went to print out my class schedule and noticed one was missing. After checking my school e-mail, I was notified that one of the classes I had enrolled in was canceled. While it was my fault for not checking my school e-mail with more regularity, I would've appreciated a phone call or something letting me know that my class had been canceled.
In order to graduate, I needed to take that course or another class that I wasn't all too interested in taking, E-Commerce Application Development. The cancellation of that class left me with no choice but to take the E-Commerce class, which runs Tuesday and Thursday nights from 8pm to 10pm. Ouch. It's also my only class of the day, so I get to hang out on campus for several hours before it starts. Yippie. At least I'll have extra time to go work out at the gym again this quarter, that way I can get in shape and lose it again this Thanksgiving!
But I digress. The real highlight of the post is what happened to my good friend, Ali.
Ali is my oldest college friend. I met him back at Fullerton College before we transferred in the same quarter to the same major. During the Spring quarter was the first time at Cal Poly that I actually had him for a class, and it was like old times. We teamed up for projects and hung out quite a bit, but he did tell us that he was going off to Pakistan over the summer for his yearly vacation.
If you had seen the news stories from Pakistan over the summer, it was a pretty bad place to be. They had flooding from a powerful typhoon, bombings from extremists, and tons of general disorder. Naturally I was concerned for his safety, and I didn't hear from him for weeks.
A few weeks before the Spring quarter ended, we were having dinner with a few other friends and were discussing his trip. His father is apparently a high ranking General in Pakistan who has met the country's president, and is evidently well known and respected in the country. I casually joked that he would be going to Pakistan and come back married, since his father had so many connections within the country.
Well last night before my only class of the evening I saw Ali, and he was dressed to the 9's. He was wearing a big gold ring and a Rolex watch. All sorts of bling that I'd never seen him wear before. I asked him why he was all dressed up, and our friend David informed me that:
Ali got married!
What the hell?!
He showed me a picture on his cell phone of his new bride. She's gorgeous! It's just so weird knowing that one of my friends got married that quickly. Granted his culture is a bit different from what we have here in the States, but strange nonetheless.
And so concludes another exciting episode of The Hired Goon Chronicles. |
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| Another Fine Lunch |
[Aug. 10th, 2007|12:22 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Workicle | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Snoop Dogg - Da Shiznit | ] |
Hrm... 25 weeks since my last journal entry. That's almost half a year, right? I wonder if I get a discount for not using this as much as I could be.
Anywho...
So on a whim I decided to go to McDonald's for lunch. Healthy as ever, I know. Everything else was either too packed or too far to get to.
So I drive to the McDonald's closest to my work, even though there's another one a little further down the road but with a bigger dining room I chose the one with the playground.
I get inside and order my lunch, and there's hardly anywhere to sit. I settle on a spot next to a woman and her three or four kids, including a really young kid in a stroller. He's probably less than a year old, but I try not to pay too much attention.
So I'm eating my meal, about to finish up and sit around for a few minutes to let it settle when all of a sudden...
*sniff*
Holy cow, the baby just shit himself. Of all the restaurants I could've gone to, I chose the one with the smelly kid. Perfect.
So I pack my stuff up and get out of there the best way I could.
It almost beats my first and only lunch at Dairy Queen, but I think that one will always hold top honors. :) |
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| Ching Ching! Back Again! |
[Feb. 15th, 2007|05:30 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Schoolio | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | Pizza | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Twisted Sister - We're Not Gonna Take It | ] |
Anyone remember my old LiveJournal entry where I had to pick a title for my essay?
http://hiredg00n.livejournal.com/13138.html
I need help again!
This time, it's an essay based on Edgar Allen Poe's The Fall of the House of Usher. If you've never read it... An unnamed narrator goes to visit his friend Roderick Usher at his house that's haunted. Roderick is dying, and the narrator thinks its the house that's causing it. One thing about the Usher clan is that their entire lineage is based on incestuous marriages and that's probably the source of their diseases. Anywho, Rodericks twin sister dies and they bury her in the cellar. But they've actually made a mistake, she wasn't dead, so she escapes from her coffin and kills her brother. The narrator runs away and the house of Usher collapses behind him.
Neat, huh? :D
My current possible titles are:
Mr. Sister Fister
Twisted Sister
The Poe House
Usher: In Depth Analysis of Setting for Make Essay Glorious Dr. Simpson
The House That Love Built
Usher - Trapped in the Coffin
Houses of the Holy
Animal House
Little House of Usher on the Prairie
Poe Wee's Play House
House of Usher - Home Sweet Home
Home is Where the Homicide Is
POE's Crib$
Extreme Makeover: House of Usher Edition
Seacrest, out! |
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| Doggystyle |
[Jun. 16th, 2006|11:45 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Work | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Pup | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Baha Men - Who Let the Dogs Out? | ] |
I probably try too hard to be funny most of the time, but for once I think I actually got a winner!
So this past weekend we did a server migration for three sites and I put in nearly 40 hours from Friday to Sunday. My paycheck was pretty decent, but when we got back in on Monday a few more problems sprung up.
I've been incredibly busy these past few days, haven't really had time for anything when I get home other than a shower (what the?) and sleeping. However, I still seem to find the time to talk to the hot babes here at work.
Tuesday afternoon I was fixing a computer in their department when one of them asked me,
Hey Ramiro, do you want a dog?
A dog? What do you mean?
It's a cute little poodle, chow mix. A choodle (I think that's what she called it). Only six weeks old!
Nah, I wouldn't know how to take care of a dog. Plus, dogs are evil, I'm skurred!
And that was that.
Later on that same afternoon, I went off to one of our other sites and when I came back, two other girls were in the lobby with the dog in question. I walked in through the door and again they asked:
Ramiro! Here's the dog, you should take him!
Nah nah, I couldn't. Plus I'm way too busy right now.
Once more, that was that.
Well I got to thinking, and I came up with a great gag to pull on the girl. A few days later I saw her and asked her...
Hey, did you ever find a home for that dog?
No... I've got a few people interested but nothing set in stone.
Oh... Well, I was really hungry the other day, I should've taken him...
The expression on her face was priceless! Of course I had to reassure her that it was just a joke, but man was it worth it. She told me later that she was about ready to hop over her desk and knock me over until I told her I was only kidding... Good times! :D |
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| Of Mice and Manjarez |
[Mar. 14th, 2006|12:21 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Insecure | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Shaggy - It Wasn't Me | ] |
So I have a problem with a guy at my work. For the purposes of this journal entry we'll call him James, Bond... James, Bond. Nah, that's too nice. We'll call him Alfred Douchebag.
Yes... That'll do.
A. Douchebag it is.
Anywho. He's the security guard over at the site we have down in Orange, and every time I go down there I have to sign in at the guard shack because I'm technically a visitor.
Well Mr. Douchebag always tries to make small talk and it really bugs me. Not because I think I'm better than him or anything, but this guy's an idiot!
This guy makes up stories about the company I work for (Cytec, he's an employee of a security guard company we switched to recently). He told me that our company was buying up property all around the Orange site so we could expand... Not true! And that we'd be merging two of our sites into one... Nope.
But what bugs me the most is...
HE THINKS I'M SOMEONE ELSE!!!
Him: "Hey! Manjarez!"
Me: "Um... Hey?"
So I guessing that Landeros and Manjarez are close enough in spelling where I can see where he'd be confused, but aside from signing my name as Landeros everytime I go to the other site he's convinced I'm this other guy! He keeps telling me stories about my "uncle" who he hadn't seen in years up until the time he started working there and about my "aunt" or something. I've been thinking of leading him on and telling him that my "uncle" was in jail or something, I dunno.
But I'm lost as to what to do. I could be mean and simply say... "Hey... Listen Douchebag... I'm not this freakin Manjarez guy, alright? I'm Landeros and don't you forget it!" But I'm way too nice. Then again I don't really want to have to put up with this whole Manjarez charade much longer.
What do I do?!
Next case:
The other security guard there is a great guy. He's from Africa, I think Niger or Nigeria, one of those two. We've had some chats and I really like the guy except... He sure is one lazy Niger(ian)! I've walked in on him sleeping more than once, but I don't want to get him in trouble cause I like the guy. But he's a security guard! Not unlike the inept guards from the Austin Powers movies this guy couldn't catch a cold if it broke in!
Do I narc on the guy? Or is it not my problem? Help! |
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| November Pain |
[Feb. 10th, 2006|01:53 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | OMGWTF | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Michael Jackson - Remember the Time | ] |
Certain things in life are virtually impossible to forget. Special moments like your first kiss, first love, and first arrest stay with you long after they occur.
I still remember my first girlfriend. Well, technically she was my girlfriend, but this was in Jr. High School, and there really wasn't much to dating back then.
"Hey, wanna be my girlfriend?"
"Sure!"
"Great, let's make out."
Repeat as needed.
It was a totally different time in my life, and since then I've changed drastically. So you can bet I was surprised to find a message in my e-mail from said first girlfriend two days ago...
Something was said to the effect of: "I can't believe I found you after so long, hehe. I hope you still remember me". etc.
Of course I remember her, it's one of those things you just don't forget and I replied saying just that. Of course she responded yet again with typical girl talk. "Oh, I'm sure you could've forgotten about me, I'm so forgettable. How are you doing, what have you been up to? etc."
What the hell? I don't want to do this. I have no desire to speak with her other than a cordial, "Heya, glad you're doing well, see you at the reunion in 10 years."
Could she want something more? Who knows. I'm a hell of a catch if I do say so myself, but definitely far from finished. And why now? It's not like I need/want a girlfriend now, and even if I did, why would I want to go down that road again? I was 13 when it all happened, and I have no desire to return to that point in my life ever again. It was awkward enough when it happened, and even more now that I can reflect.
So therefore, I leave it to you, my faithful reader(s) to decide my fate. Should I tell her to piss off and go about my ways? Let her down gently, then give her the boot? Or should I just feign interest and let the cards fall where they may? Help! |
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| Sexy Time Explosion |
[Jan. 16th, 2006|12:44 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | So Horny | ] |
| [ | music |
| | 2 Live Crew - Me So Horny | ] |
So on this blessed holiday celebrating the late Martin Luther King, Jr. I was forced to work once more and as always, I was bored. So I started snooping around the network and I came across our system library which hosts many of the programs we use here on site. Well this one program stood out in particular...
I downloaded and installed it hoping for a cheap thrill, but it's so boring! All clinical and shiet. What the hell is a vulva anyway?! |
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| Trapped in Chemical Factory... SEND HELP! |
[Dec. 27th, 2005|11:47 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Smelly | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit | ] |
Well now.
I came into work today because we were doing shipping. I've been here since 7:30 and I've yet to do anything productive. There's hardly anyone here, so it's been really quiet. I love it!
That is, until the recruiter lady Pam showed up. Since there's no one here, she came dressed really casual, gym clothes it looks like. Well I'm not sure if it's just me, but either her gym clothes smell, she didn't put deodorant on, or she's just really freakin dirty cause she STINKS.
I'm not sure what to do! I wasn't going to go out for lunch because the front door hates me, but I think I'm going to have to and get some fresh air! Help! |
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| Depeche Mode |
[Nov. 21st, 2005|11:59 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Depeche | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Depeche Mode - Just Can't Get Enough | ] |
Tonights show was the best concert I've ever seen. So many hits, and not a single song that the crowd didn't go absolutely crazy over. I can't wait for the DVD! :D |
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| Whoops |
[Nov. 17th, 2005|12:55 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Macho | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Usher - U Don't Have To Call | ] |
So we had a $315 million dollar lottery jackpot here in California won by someone in the city I work in. A bunch of hospital workers or something, but obviously wasn't me. Had I won, I'd have a premium LJ account, just because I'd finally be able to afford it! :D
Anywho, I got this text message today:
Hi. It's suani. I know we dnt talk but I just wantd 2 say congrats on the million & i hope ur doing good and that ur healthy.
Apparently this Suani character "knows" someone who has just come across a cool million bucks and is sucking up to them. I might be wrong, but whatever. I had a call this morning from another number I didn't recognize, maybe I'm rich and I don't know about it yet! :D I'll let you cats know!
But I'm trying to think of something funny, mean, or absurd to say in response to this here text message. Any ideas would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!
In case you're wondering, her phone number is 714.618.1206 feel free to call! |
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| Poverty?! |
[Nov. 14th, 2005|03:43 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Diddy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Puff Daddy - All About the Benjamins (Rock Remix) | ] |
I just finished my essay on poverty for my sociology class. I titled it:
All About the Benjamins
Booya I say, booya. |
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