Year: 2011

This morning, things hit another record low. Or should I say that, my mother trying to convince me that her puppy pissing her bed is a valid reason I can never go ‘out of state’, is almost as low as when she used her being “Afraid of the dark” as a valid reason that I couldn’t get night driving hours towards my license! The only way I’d give up on a vacation, is if my mother was laying in a hospital bed with a coma.

Somehow, I find it rather unlikely that if I’m out of the apartment for like 3 1/2 days, everything will explode. It’s just my mother will have to deal without a butler for a longer time than the 11+ hours my work day used to hit, thanks to commuting. Like really – is a plane suddenly going to fall through the roof~!?

Regular visitors on my TeamSpeak server, will be happy that I have finally gotten around to updating the bloody thing ^_^.

It only took  me like two and a half weeks, but it has been rock solid stable for like two months, hehehe.

So far between my family and associations, I really can’t help but wonder if Intelligence Quotients have, since I can see people barking up the wrong tree, and churning F.U.D. around in circles. Seriously, it makes me wonder why logic is so hard for most people.

When it comes to my life and my business, there are two authoritative sources right now: GOD and me. Rather than making like a gaggle of gossiping hens playing, people wanting to know should be barking at my tree.

Gossip is a many-to-many form of communication, and like UDP, not reliable enough to bank on. Things get lost in the transmission and there is limited protections against perverse mutations. Much as anyone who has ever survived like grade school, there is a rather big difference between primary sources, secondary sources, and all the way to the other end of the globe. Or maybe I know that because I paid attention in History where as some people probably snored.

Since for anything anyone could possibly be interested in, going by what crap I get routed through to me,  there are three primary sources including GOD, but I’m the only exported asset in their mix. Likewise since I have no interest in repeating myself, if enough people are actually that curious about my affairs (pun intended), a one-to-one medium like an inter-personal-conversation will be quickly overloaded. If enough people are interested, then a one-to-many form of communication is much more appropriate, unless you quite literally want to be told to “Tell it to the hand”, or be >/dev/null as we say where I come from!

Being as it is my life and business and not yours, beyond indirectly if at all. That means I am afforded the choice of medium. Or in short, if you want to know something from me, you probably shouldn’t be asking someone else, and if you do want it from me, you live with my choice of pipe, or you get kept in the dark. Guess what? A journal is a useful thing—Facebooks, Instant Messages, Phone Calls, Texts, E-Mails, and Personal contact on the subject are all irrelevant when enough people are ‘so curious’ about things that are none of their business.

Or in very plain English: if anyone gives a damn, read my fucking journal to find out about it. If it isn’t on here, well maybe I don’t update my journal as frequently when people annoy me during my free time. Except for things expressing my annoyance. The more people route through my parental unit, the more she annoys me, and the much less I will tell anyone beyond the few people I tend to confide things in. Attacking any of my friends for information will just get you >/dev/null’age for the rest of your lifage.

In case people think this journal entry has way to many hyper links, it’s because it was targeted for people who are unlikely to understand the analogies that I use, and more than a few of whom are likely to confused to figured them by evaluating the links. For most intents and purposes, this is a way to use many words to explain something everyone should already know about social interactions, if they had only learned it.

Or maybe I’m just an old fashioned person who understands the value of using technology as the forum.

Note draft’ed yesterday in vim, and I’m to tired/busy to bother editing.

Sitting here with a headache, courtesy of the parental unit but at least I get to journal a bit, in what was meant to be a rest time 8=).

The day started out pretty early compared to what I’ve been dealing with: just waiting for the alarm to go off at 0615, and aiming to be out by 0700 and otw to the eye doctor for my exam. My mother finally made her decision of whether or not to tag along. Several headaches later anyway.  Checking my systems before going out, I was kind of happy to see a message from someone special; although it made me happy, the time difference is :-S.

Got there about 30 minutes before the place even opened, but the whole eye exam went fairly smooth. My last one was in 2009, when I got my glasses. Pretty normal affair but two things that I found interesting: my across the shorter-range vision has gotten a little bit worse but my longer-range vision has gotten better. The kind of better/worse, as like top row only and like the one above the bottom row, respectively. The prescription is slightly stronger and good for two years.

Since I don’t expect my glasses to get busted between now and later in the year, for the cost I would rather save more now and get my glasses later; particularly because I know the difference between good vision and not, thanks to doctor Carr. My main interest really is in the exams, which I would rather like to get done yearly. That way I can have a clue of what state they are in, beyond just visual quality. My mother’s always gone zillions of years between exams and sets, so I know waiting months can’t hurt. I’d also rather wait until I have more savings available, because it’s easier to replace a broken set of glasses in a hurry than it is to save well.

Needless to say, the notion that I would rather save for vacation+savings in general than get new glasses IMMEDIATELY, really bothered my mother, never mind that it is my decision and my money.  One the way out, were taking a bit about the idea of me and vacation. That pretty much lead to the progression of getting out in nature with friends -> the parks in Canada -> there’s a girl there I very much want to meet. Pretty much lead to an interesting track with more than a few headaches.

o/ o/ o/

I really do find it funny how my family can have rather limited interest in my life’s goings on and a frequent disregard for anything important to me, except when one of them decides they are opposed to something from the get go, want to know everything, yet don’t actually give a crap because they are already decided without caring. Where as my friends generally are fair, and respectful, not to mention comfortable to communicate with instead of making my head hurt as a matter of S.O.P.

Well guess what? Since I’m gonna be given headaches from family anyway, I ain’t saying much of jack shit lol. Keeping annoying people in the dark is a reward for them being annoying :-).