Earlier this week my first year anniversary at my job came and went. It was uneventful; I think I only mentioned it to one or two people the day of. Things have been pretty good so far, and I’ve learned a lot. I’ve become a much better web developer for it, but I’m still a rookie and have a lot of room to grow.
I’m sure you noticed that I took a bit of a hiatus from blogging. There are a number of reasons for that:
1. The 28th Bestest Day Ever took place last week. There were no parties or parades in my honor. No virgins were sacrificed for me. Not even a statue was built for me. I can’t complain though; the usuals called me to wish me a happy birthday, like my family and a few friends. I was very surprised at two people who did not say a single word to me. You know who you are, and I will beat you mercilessly for it. Nadia even took the trouble to send text messages to some people to remind them of the special ocassion (I’m pretty sure she thinks that I didn’t see her do it); what gave it away is that I was bombarded with calls and e-mails and text messages shortly after she suddenly starting typing away on her RAZR’s keypad. I received games, movies, and books, and I couldn’t be happier.
2. The wedding of K&A finally happened. We drove up to Waterville, Maine to watch Nad’s sister get married. She was the matron of honor, and I was a groomsman. They made the very smart move in asking all out-of-town guests to stay at the same hotel, and they held the reception there as well. We had a great time there, and it was certainly worth the 19.5 hour drive there and back. The reception had a movie them to it, given their love for films of all types. I’ll see if I can get Nad to scan the program and post them here.
3. Work has the tendency to kick your ass the moment you return from vacation. I was buried under urgent tasks that were piling up in my absence. I think I finally have a handle on all my work, so I should resume my normal blogging schedule.
4. Test Drive Unlimited is digital crack. TDU is a new Xbox 360 racing game that drops you onto the island of Oahu, Hawaii and lets you drive all sorts of cars, from the mundane to the exotic. Unlike other racing games, this game mostly takes place online where you can race and crash into other players of the game. I’ve been collecting cars so I can win tougher races and bigger prizes so that I can collect more cars.
I have lots more to say, so be sure to come back soon. Thanks for reading.
i cant believe youve been gone a whole year. we still miss you…
Hey man,
Happy 28th, sucks don’t it. Here we are propelling through life and all we can do is count the &^%$ing years as they exit our lives. One might see this in a different light and say “Oh, its 28 years of experience and I have that under my belt.” Well what do you want for that, A *^%*ing metal?
I see it as a Big *&*@ing clock, counting down to your final resting day. Makes me want to go out there and run a &#^$ing muck all over the world. Face it, if you know the day that you’re gonna die, time place and all, wouldn’t you do the same. I can see that weird look on your face like “does he know when he’s gonna die?” and the answer is “No”. Thats why I run a muck every day and do something really crazy so I can say, “yea man, I did that and shit yea, It was cool.” Like this morning, I took the trash out and emptyied it on my neighbor lawn. Actuall the trash bag broke on my way to the dumpster but I was not cleaning that shit up. Hey, You live once, and thats another thing off my list that I can check off. My neighbor’s a pisser anyway.
But life is really getting to that stage where my eyebrows refuse to work, you know, like I’m surprise. Every good thing and bad thing, even the better ones and the worst, is like “eeehhhhh, another sec, anouther min, another hour, another day, etc.” Get my point. Well thats enough of that. Will and Nadia, I thank you, for giving me th opportunity to vent and rant on. But seriously my Brother, make these days count, enjoy everyday like its your birthday. Tomorrow, empty your trash bag on your neighbors lawn and tell that @#$$%er, “hey, it my %$#@ing birthday, so let me be. LOL.