Mudanza 20% completada

pues si, ya tengo el apartamento (mejor digo room, xq me da pereza escribir tanto). bueno, la cuestion es que ya le pague a la doñita toda acida que va a ser mi casera (por suerte la vaina es descuento directo, asi que no la vere mucho).

por supuesto, la situacion economica global no me deja llenar de 1 vez el cuarto de vainas (no habiamos quedado que era "room" para escribir menos?); asi que sera poco a poco el desorden ese... no tengo luz electrica, pero si energia eólica (osea, brisa). como dice (o decía) en el messenger, ya me bañé allá 2 veces.

estuvo hot cuando me llamo gina para pedirme que le diera un bote, y como en 10 minutos ya había llegado... ahora solo faltan todos los muebles, la luz, como diantres cocinar, refri, lavadora, y ya....

Fin de semana interesante... y la botella que pasea

Pues este fin hubo 2 cumpleaños... pero como que uno no puedo decir de quién fue, porque dicen que la pela'a anda "en trampa"...

El viernes, después de una batalla grande en Pololos para intercambiar canciones entre celulares usando Bluetooth (por cierto, nunca había visto menús tan poco intuitivos) nos fuimos al club de yates que está en el Coastway.

Por supuesto, por ahí apareció un botellón de seco, que no se acabó... de repente, después de cantar el cumpleaños... y que repartieran el keik, aparece una de Ron Abuelo en la mesa, y todo mundo empieza a celebrar y buscar soda, que se había agotado. En lo que llega el hielo, y la soda... lamesa de al lado empieza a buscar su botella y nos pescan abriéndola pa' echar el primer trago! Así que regresamos la botella, y no pasó nada... En Loom's le dieron un cot de algo que no sé qué era el cumpleañeros, y el man quedó como con cara de que iba a vomitar la vida. Después me fui de la casa, e igual que en año nuevo, quedé llevándome una botella, este vez la de seco, no vodka.

El sábado me salió un lavacarros exigiendo propina, así que buscaré nuevo carguach. Llegué al otro cumpleaños, después de tratar de aprender 1 técnica nueva con el Ajax en .net, y de que me dijeran en el trabajo que no debo ir los sábados. El cumpleaños estuvo muy bueno, pero yo andaba trauma'o, no estoy seguro de por qué. Después del cumple llegamos Jorge y yo a Farmers, que yo nunca había ido, pero dice que estaba vacío, así que nos fuimos después de 1 pinta.

Gran arranque "miercolés-tico"

Bueno, una vez más se llevó a cabo el no tan tradicional arranque de los miércoles. Ayer se sumaron dos "arranquistas", Raulito y Arturo. El arranque de miércoles nació desde hace un par de semanas. Todo por culpa del aburrimiento...

El arranque estuvo igual que siempre, llegamos a Pololo's a ver "Sin tetas no hay paraíso", que admito que la empezé a ver porque me gusta "La Diabla", pero resulta que la historia está interesante. El clásico cierre tampoco podía faltar, es decir, nos llegamos a Fantastique a ver si estaba la chica de la puerta, que digo yo que me da suerte.

Como que tengo razón, porque ayer no estaba, y me fue más mallll....

Pero como siempre, el arranquito de mitad de semana estuvo bueno. A ver si la otra semana sí se llegan todos los que dicen que van, jajaja. Es más, invitamos a cualquiera que no tenga nada que hacer a que se llegue y vea novela (o serie) en el bar mientras hablamos awebasones, y nos tomamos un par de pintas viendo a las tipas esas. (Este año pinta muy entretenido...)

Viejos...

A ver... 'toy aburrido... pero aquí vamos...

La ida a Hooters: Bueno, fue el miércoles que acaba de pasar... dice Jorge que había un letrero que disque no podía entrar gente... no sé si sería porque iba en plan de perro, o si fue mi gorrito de Santa, pero entré de lo más tranquilo. Una mesera me quizo convencer de bailar como pollito (insistían en tratarme de animal...), pero no pudo. Otra nos dio 2 cervezas, y al rato 2 más (cervezas). No pagamos na', recabucheé a la pela'a de la Cáscara también... y pa'lante...

Buco' trips a Taboga: Pues, sí. La banda ha estado yendo bastantito a Taboga. En uno de esos viajes, la srta Succubus nos hizo perdernos en una montaña, donde no pasó nada interesante... ¡Ah! y por querer aprender a pescar enterré en el dedo índice el ganchito, esa vaina arrrrde... no se los recomiendo, a menos que sean una de esas personas a quienes odio [ustedes saben quiénes son, creo...]

Siguen desapareciendo: Mis amigas... necesito nuevas, o tal vez amarrar a las que me quedan... tema abierto a sugerencias...

Trabajo nuevo y posible mudanza : Ahora trabajo en Koabyhosting. Primera vez que NO creía que me iban a botar, casi me botan... Pero ya han pasado 3 meses... creo. Ah, y tal vez me mude.

Ahora quieren que escriba

Bueno, pues sí, me aburrí de escribir en inglés, por ahora...

Y como van 2 personas que me piden que escriba, y eso representa como el 20% de mi público... aquí voy otra vez... por ahí pongo el cuento de halloween. Sí ya sé que fue hace tiempo, pero bueno, vamos a paso de oficina pública...

DIOS ES GRAAAAAAANDE

So, two weeks ago I was really frustated with my job. I had this feeling they were going to fire me. To top it all off, they sent me to this new "one-week" assignment, which was really bad, because in such little time you usually need to stay after hours, and I had the TKD test that same week.

Well, I was feeling a bit desperate, also because my salary was not enough to cover some of the expenses I had had in the last few months. It was OK, but when I took the car to the mechanic, I ended with empty pockets (limpio, limpio, gente)...

However, because DIOS ES GRAAAAAAANDE, and because life is how it is; this friend calls and tells me to phone some other guy. As it turns out, about one week after really praying for a new, more stable (I hate changing offices), and better paid job, I got it!! They even told me I can get in or out of the office whenever I want, they just care that the projects get done. Actually, it's more responsibility, 'cause I'm like the only developer, but I feel this is gonna be one really cool job. I now think I'll really be able to move out of my parents' home by December!

First-ever poll

Now that I think of it... I'm not sure this is a poll. You see, I'm not really giving options as much as I'm asking for them.

Point is: I HAVE to move out of my house. I'm way too old already to be living with my parents. So, I think I'll rent this little house a friend of mine showed me some months ago.

The only big question for me is: what will be the most important thing to buy for the new home? I already got my TV, PS2 (yes, it'll change to 3 as soon as possible), and laptop (I still don't know how much I owe the bank for it, but it's pretty much the whole lot, so I'll ask later). I'm guessing I'll need some sort of bed, and at least one chair and table, but then, what next?

I'm waiting for ideas!

A whole week flew by

Ok, so first things first, last week they sent me to attend another customer, so I was offline for like 3-4 days. I seriously need another job, and to move out of my home, I'm working on it.

Now, great little birthday I had. Got to go to this place called La Cerveceria, ate something, then got into Unplugged. I don't really like that place alot, but that's where the gang went, and I was bored. Then a friend (can't remember her fake name... so, Zaira it is) got there, right after she watched Superman Returns. I was talking with her about something, when I noticed everybody had gone off to talk (or try to) to some girl. And then, this guy walks by, shoves my friend and stands like too close to where we were standing. I got so mad I started pushing the guy (I stood in front of my friend, and with my back, shoved him), and he tried shoving me... and then he started screaming that I was following him... I wasn't really, I just wanted to clear more room, so I told him: I'm not moving, I'm right here in front of my friend! So the guy like tried to start a fight, and my friend Jorge got there and broke off the whole thing, he stood in the middle... And then Zaira starts telling me to stop doing that. I told her I just couldn't take that a guy would shove her, but she says she doesn't care, and I should take it easy too. So I calmed down, and then another guy does the same thing. She just looked at me and said "Easy". My buddy says all of us almost got into fights that night, but I don't know about that, I was too busy with "watching out for my new friend". Guess I need to take it easier...

Then, on Friday, we got to Liverpool. We were in the party of a friend of a friend. The chick invited us to the VIP and stuff, but I felt tired, and so did Zaira, and so did our other friend. We must have looked a bit weird almost snoozing in the sofa by the corner. The "friend of the friend" says we seemed to be just talking all night long. When the birthday girl asked us why were not mingling, we just said: we're having loooots of fun sitting in this really cool sofa. It was actually fun, going all the way there just to eat tacos at the entrance and then snoooze, and chat at the party... too bad they turned on all those lights.

Saturday!! I can't remember very well. We got to Coastway, and tried some bars and stuff, but there was one where the waiter got mad at some of us. You see, some guys wanted to smoke, so they sat outside, while we got a table inside, and ordered. The guy goes out, and tells our buddies they have to buy to be seated there... They told him they were with us, but he said something like: Oh, then go in, and smoke inside, if you're buying something. Then we did buy beers, and still the guy would give us a bad eye, and act all weird, so we left. Then, at some bar they had "tipico", and one of our friends went straight in, so Zaira asked me if I wanted to leave, and we did. She had some fun playing rock on my car radio, 'cause I don't really like it, but she was the guest, so she could choose the music. I took her to Gasthaus, but then she hooked up with other people, and I left to sleep, 'cause next day was the big beach trip.

Sunday! I woke, and got to the meeting place real early. Then I got this call from my friend telling me Zaira wasn't answering her phone (that's what I understood, anyways). I got real scared that something had happened to her after leaving with those other people, but she was OK. So, Angie, Raul, Zaira, Jorge and I took of to Raul's beach house. It was really cool when a cop signaled me to slow down, because there were like five dangerouse curves coming up next (I'm the only one who doesn't know the name of that part of the highway). I slowed down, not to scare the guys, but I need to drive that street alone some day. We never actually got to the beach, because the pool at the house felt really comfy, so we didn't want to lose that spot. I think Angie and Zaira wanted to go down to the beach, but we men didn't, jajaja... I took some pictures, I'll upload when I get the chance.

Insane & Cool, pt2

This will need to get redone... (but I gotta write down the idea)

So, the day I went dancing with Sandra...

I decided I was gonna sing something, since they had karaoke. I HAD to pick Marc Anthony's "Ahora Quien"... and I sang really bad, I hated it. I couldn't listen to my own voice, and started trying to sing louder, which made me totally loose the rigth tone. Soooo, when I sat my buddies told me so, and I got a bit angry at myself, and another guy starts another of Marc Anthony's song. I decided at that point it would be a great idea to grab Sandra and start singing in her ear, because this other song I can sing better! What was I thinking? I still don't know, but she didn't get mad or anything.

Then comes the part when another girl came to our table, because she knows my friend, and then he tells me: ...she's a hooker, you know? She's working right now!

Insane & Cool

So, not much time to write this weekend. I didn't get any quality time with my laptop, which I'm supposed to pay today.

Let's get started with the reason for this entry. Last week was super funny, and I know I have to write it down, 'cause that's what I said I would do with this blog! Here goes.

Tuesday (I swear that's when the week started) this buddy from the dojang phoned asking me to play wingman in a bar he was going to with a friend's girlfriend. So, after I left some undone work in the office (if work got finished, the company would have to close, right?), I got to the bar. My buddy, the girl (Sandra) and her friend (Rita) had already drunk some beers, so I tried to catch up. I started a little campei game, which ended up being a solo game, 'cause the girls wouldn't drink the whole bottle. However, it had a very interesting effect: According to the girls, I started getting funnier! No matter what I said (I really can't remember what was I talking about) they would laugh at it. And suddenly, the best thing of the week happened, the one thing that made aaaall the bugs from work not matter, what made me forget about how sad I feel about Seinfeld's last episode, the one thing that makes Darth Vader's-birth's lameness irrelevant happened, Sandra said in a really funny voice: I'm laughing 'cause you're like SO cute! I have no idea what I had said, but that I remember!! There you have it, I always knew it. I've been telling it to girls for decades, and they wouldn't believe me, but it's true! Yay for drunken-me!! Which also proves how easy it can be for girls to manipulate me.

Well, then, Rita said she had to go home. She had to study or something. I think maybe she was scared that I campei'ed like 4-5 beers, and I was driving. I DID drive over a corner, but no big deal, I do that even sober. So, when we got to the next spot, I ate something, and settled down to not campei'ing my drinks.

Now, this I remember, Sandra wanted to dance. So, as I can never say no to a pretty girl, I HAD to dance (you know I hate it, but with the "So cute" line, I would have danced on the stage), but it was cool. I must have been drunk without noticing, 'cause she kept laughing.

Then, another super cool thing happened, this friend of hers arrived, and like to get him angry or something, Sandra started dancing with me and my buddy, leaving the dude standing on a corner!! You know I love making people mad. This guy looked really pissed. Too bad I had to get back home to go to work. Seriously, I got to stop doing that. Well, this one is pretty long already, so we'll leave dancing with that other girl and almost crashing my car for the next one. GREAT FREAKING WEEK!!

Penny-Less Odd-Month has ended!!

Well, following something I read from "Rich Dad, Poor Dad", I haven't paid for my car this month. It's their fault for having closed their only bank that was close to where I'm working now. The funny thing is that I do think I can move now.

Seriously, I now don't think you can add and rest numbers and come up with how much money you have. Money is not like that. It really doesn't exist. The more you calculate, the least you have. So, how can you even buy food? I actually bought my food on credit this month. (Sadly) I didn't to the Daddy Yankee concert, and still owe the laptop payment. What's really weird is that the more time I let pass, the more comfortable I feel with it (maybe I'll end up in jail). By the way, someone still owes me money, so she's buying me a new jacket, and still end up owing me!!

I'll pay the car, but that'll be a "long lunch", 'cause those guys are kinda far away, the laptop will get paid soon, but it's also a bit complicated. My buddy who has to design the screens for a software is not sending them. He says I'm not working on the project, only because I don't phone him... I wonder what has one thing to do with the other.

FeelinG NostRadAmicus

Nope, it's not like I pretend to know what's going to happen in the next 200 years, or anything like that.

I just think it's funny how things in my work DO happen the way I think they're gonna happen. Funnily, my biggest mistake yet has been the date for when they fire me... Well, it must be getting closer, who cares.

Point is, man, in college we saw this case like 6 times, if not more. When you get a design with repeated buttons (2 birthdate buttons for the same person?), missing "required" buttons (your customer SHOULD have an address, right?), and even some missing forms; you HAVE to know your project won't make it on time. Specially when TODAY they tell you how to calculate some "crucial" data. Of course, just paying attention to the 5-minute-who-did-this-thing design, one realizes the customer has no idea what he wants (actually it's a bunch of people), or someone just put in what they though was necessary without any real analysis. So, of course, now it's off-schedule, off-budget, and it should be ready two weeks ago. HHHmmmmm... that time-machine I was working on would make billions if it wasn't a huge pile of crap...

Well, lets hope one or two of you learn from someone else's mistake. If the design is obviously a half-done work, you'll end up with a half-done project. Being positive can really get you places in life, but you also should put some action into it, like, say, do your job, find out what the customer will need, and design forms that allow them to retrieve THAT data...

Quite interesting week

Before I forget, I was trying to vote for this girl on "Vive la Musica", and when I sent her full name, got an error. The solution? Send just the first name, and school taught me to give full answers.

First, I had forgotten to tell you guys about the new little experiment. I call it "the Pennyless Odd-Month". Pennyless, 'cause I'm paying the stuff I really like (my car, my classes) first, and as it turns out, I bought a new cellphone and contact lenses, which left me almost with no money. So, let's see how I make ends meet (food is one of the most surprising things, I'm not really hungry, yet I want to buy food). Odd-Month, 'cause it's running from May 15-June 15 (mere coincidence). Well, I have only some $15 'till Wednesday. I have to buy this gift for a friend, and go to the movies. Hope they pay that day.

Also, interestingly, a friend started this new blog, and it got comments on its first day. The eternal discussions about differences between males and females is such a meaty subject, you'll ALWAYS get traffic.

Guess I CAN be a superhero

Well, nice weekend. I finally got to hang with my friend Gina for a while. It had been months since I last saw her. Of course, we had to go see "DaVinci Code". I didn´t like it as much as the book, but that seems to be pretty common. I still think it's funny how people are willing to doubt the Bible, but believe that what Leonardo DaVinci painted (wrote or said, or didn't, for that case) is absolutely true.

Well, moving on... while I was waiting for Gina to arrive, I found out that the theater set up a line to wait for the 8:02 showing to start. I was among the first 5-9 persons in the line. Then, all of a sudden I take a step back to call Gina and tell her to hurry, and this girl just stands in front of me. I was about to say something, but then I tought: ok, I'm still very close to the front, no point on arguing. Then, finally Gina arrived, and in a few minutes we were going in, when suddenly, this lady stands besides me and asks the movie guy (the one who brakes your ticket) "What room is this for?" and the guy says 8, and she gives the man the ticket and walks in, not only ignoring me, but also the 50 or so people who were on the line for like a half hour. Gina almost started laughing right there when she saw me standing there waiting for the lady AND HER FRIEND to pass me by.

Findings of the Work Week

Well, last week I tried to make a little experiment. I just tought what would happen if I really focused on the job from 8am-5pm. My point was trying to prove myself wrong; since I did'nt think it would make a huge performance difference.

Well, no hotmail, no messenger, no blogging... and... here are the findings:

Findings:

Most Important: My perfomance didn't gain a thing from trying to be focused on working. All I got was this huge need on Thursday, Friday, and specially Saturday of not even looking at the screen. I did manage to get work done, however, it was the same as if I have spread the job in more hours.

Most Interesting: In a meeting we had on Monday, I found out ALL my coworkers are late pretty much the same as I am. It's more 'cause of the fact that customers keep inventing features and middle management keeps dreaming that you can actually be on schedule when that's happening.

Saddest: My coworkers suffer this delusion that if they stay 'till dawn at work, they will be on schedule, and that that's what they should be doing.

Funniest: One guy who actually did work 'till dawn several days nearly had a seizure during the office. The poor guy kept counting his discussion items as "Second point!" even though he said like six.

Most Expected: No matter how hard I tried to work, even if I were the fastest programmer in this country, I would have ended being late. On Thursday they added (and removed, and changed) buttons, screens, and functions. Of course, they would like them to be ready this week for tests.

Got into a big debt, but it was worth it... I think

wELL, FINally got the notebook, I'm USINg it righT NOW... Kinda big debt for me, but I hope I can program some cool stuff to get the money back, plus I'm selling the wireless mouse it brought.

Oh, don't forget 2 CHEck Out my flickr, first time in months that I top off the upload capacity. I had forgotten I had a limit to my uploads... Good photos, don't miss the one with the umbrella... I fell a couple times, got dirt all over... I guess someone has to be "that" kid...

However, I did get the ride with two chicks (just friends, jajaj)... but it was cool... tons of food, and free soda to take home!!!!

Got into a big debt, but it was worth it... I think

wELL, FINally got the notebook, I'm USINg it righT NOW... Kinda big debt for me, but I hope I can program some cool stuff to get the money back, plus I'm selling the wireless mouse it brought.

Oh, don't forget 2 CHEck Out my flickr, first time in months that I top off the upload capacity. I had forgotten I had a limit to my uploads... Good photos, don't miss the one with the umbrella... I fell a couple times, got dirt all over... I guess someone has to be "that" kid...

However, I did get the ride with two chicks (just friends, jajaj)... but it was cool... tons of food, and free soda to take home!!!!

Got into a big debt, but it was worth it... I think

wELL, FINally got the notebook, I'm USINg it righT NOW... Kinda big debt for me, but I hope I can program some cool stuff to get the money back, plus I'm selling the wireless mouse it brought.

Oh, don't forget 2 CHEck Out my flickr, first time in months that I top off the upload capacity. I had forgotten I had a limit to my uploads... Good photos, don't miss the one with the umbrella... I fell a couple times, got dirt all over... I guess someone has to be "that" kid...

However, I did get the ride with two chicks (just friends, jajaj)... but it was cool... tons of food, and free soda to take home!!!!

WOW! Finally!!

So, it took some 1 or 2 years, but I've reached the first K visits... cool!!

Thanks to those who actually read this. Thanks to those who've left comments (yes, even to that guy who insulted me 'cause I play videogames).

Well, I'll keep posting, and hoping some day to get the first M visits. Dude, I would like to write something everyone would like to read, but, well..., not the case, YET.

Again, thanks people, keep reading, and comment from time to time.

"Well, I have other stuff to do..."

tHAT WAS MY POLITE ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S (Thurday'S) question. The middle manager gets here, and finally asks how is the project looking according to the deadline. I start showing him what's ready and what's not, and the guy starts asking me why to every "not ready".

I tell him that many of the things I'm supposed to program, I don't know how they work. The emails I send usually take some 3 hours to get answered, if they get answered at all. So he's worried that we're not meeting deadline. (If only you guys had tought of it before, and answered me like a week ago...) Well, so the guy looks puzzled and asks "So at what hour are you leaving usually?". I was very tempted to lie and say 6-6:30 pm, but I remembered I'm not into lying as much as before, so I say "5-5:15'ish..."

Well, MMG then asks "Do they make you exit the building at about that hour? Do they rush you to exit?", and I just say... "NOPE"; and he has the nerve of asking: "Then, why do you leave at that hour?"

Now that was nice, that's what I'm talking about!! My mind gives like a 5 really "cool" answers, but I didn't use any (lame me). I mean, just for starters, that's the hour you guys settled in the contract, bad luck if you don't like it now. I just told him I've got classes to go to, and I have to be there at 6, or I won't get in. This one's inspiring me to write another list: 5 really GOOD answers to "why do you leave at 5?".

Write some suggestions on comments, and maybe I'll list those too.