July 16, 2004 4:48 AM

Wow... I technically have to be up in 2 hours and 42 minutes before I have to go to SF pick up proof of insurance (I know I drive too fast). Then go to work late... meaning I'll have to work until later... meaning I'll get out at 7-8. Then at 9:30 at night there's a surprise bday party for a friend of mine... FUCK... 2 hours and 40 minutes... 2 hours and 39 minutes 49 seconds... Needing to stay up when you force yourself to is almost as bad as insomnia... almost... but insomnia is worst. When all you can think about are problems you had during the day or the week. All the images and thoughts speeding up faster and faster as you twist and turn and stare at the clock only to be reminded that you have to wake up in... 2 hours and 36 minutes... Then you grow more and more frustrated and angry. Well thank god I don't have insomnia... On second thought forcing yourself to stay up is much, MUCH better. All you feel is numb and you don't need to think... just stare at the computer screen in a dark room and feel you aching lids grow heavier and heavier. 2 hours and 33 minutes left... DAMMIT Michelle owes me for this one... Tomorrow is gonna be one hell of a day.

July 15, 2004 11:42 PM

aspalaasnasntyr: screw that fucking company
aspalaasnasntyr: i'm not even asking you to leave work ON TIME
aspalaasnasntyr: i am asking you to leave work one hour late
aspalaasnasntyr: and still make it to my meeting
aspalaasnasntyr: how fucked up is that
aspalaasnasntyr: I don't even know why you are staying there
Gintsang: hmm
Gintsang: me neither

HAHA! Oh man this IB's meatball sub and cheese fries are sitting pretty. I haven't had one of those for almost a year now. Shyam was foolish enough to attempt a mushroom steak and a chile cheese fries. But sitting there at IB's on the sidewalk something struck me... Berkeley is a fucking dump... but I never noticed. Well maybe this time I noticed when the homeless man I gave 36 cents to asked me what he could get for a dollar. I and Steve both said, without hesitation I might add, "MCDONALDS!" HAHAHA Then the homeless guy gave me a dirty look. The homeless man EATS BETTER THAN ME! But it was all good... he sang me a love song while touching me and Richard's arms. I think the line that meant the most to me was the one where he mentioned how he'd be good to me in bed. I think I'm married now....

July 15, 2004 1:07 AM

Damn a few hours of sitting around time and now I feel fucking dandy! Dandy... you dandy fop... So I was reading my past few posts and realize I sound really sad and depressed. But I'm not, I'm actually quite happy through it all. What it comes down to is that, yes I have a shitty job, but do I regret taking it? Let's go back in time 4 months ago... ready to time travel cadets? BEEP BEEP BEEP BOOP ZAP! *POOF*

Four months earlier:

Danny O.: Hello Mr. Tsang would you like to work for shitpep?
Me: *suspiciously* HMMMmmm this sounds like a peptide sweatshop to me...
Danny O.: No I assure you this company is not shady and is absolutely legitimate.
Me: Hey I heard about you guys! Aren't you the ones who are embroiled in a lawsuit related to employer misconduct? Yea!! Yea you guys were making people work 12 hours a day and come in on the weeken....
Danny O.: *in robot voice* NO shitpep IS GOD... SWEATSHOP DOES NOT COMPUTE.... DESTROY >>> DESTROY>>>> DESTROY>>>>

You see if I would've cast magic missile lv. 5 and vanquished Evil shitpep Robot Danny "O." at that point in time I wouldn't have met all these really great people that I now consider friends. I wouldn't have had all this suffering, that in future will make me appreciate every job from here on out. Oh yea I guess the skills I picked up are good to... So do I regret it? Hell no... but then I don't regret anything I've ever done.

PEACE OUT CADETS!

July 14, 2004 11:01 PM

So it's been what... 4 days since I've started the website and I've already missed writing one day. But let's face it.. I'm giving you fuckers gold here.. GOLD! And that takes effort (HA!) In all honesty though I've been so damn tired these past 2 days. Never more than today have I felt my youth slipping away. Once again I feel an urgent need to be successful. What's success though? Money? Power? Will they make you happy? Does it even matter when you have a heart attack due to the filet o' fish you had the other day. DAMN THAT IS A TASTY SANDWICH!

July 12, 2004 10:41 PM

Just got off the phone with the Jewgene. So we have our golden meal ticket out of Biotech hell. We're going to go to hotels and steal their "internet" keyboards and then sell them on THE Ebay.

Eugene: So after we steal the keyboard we call downstairs and say, "Hey where the fuck is our internet keyboard?!" And they would think that the previous people stole it.
Me: Ok Eugene, I'm not gonna say that this is a terrible idea

In Response to the above comments:

cyclops210: dude, now everyone and their fucking mother's gonna be stealin keyboards
cyclops210: supply and demand
cyclops210: SUPPLY AND DEMAND
Gintsang: HAHAHAHA

July 12, 2004 9:41 PM

Oh man... Ohh man... I'm so freakin' tired... I swear to god... Burn it to the ground.... Anyways so I found out today that someone stole my non-profit water idea. Well not really steal since they implemented it first... but they're still cocksuckers for stealing my idea. I guess the name of the water is Eth2os (get it they put H2O?) in the name... HOW CLEVER!!! Anyways I'm a little bitter. So they donate their proceeds to providing clean drinking water to third world countries. So in short the bastards stole my idea.... mother fuckers... Looks like Freedom Water is dead.

July 11, 2004 6:51 PM

Is it wrong to dread going back into work? I'm 23 and have been working for not yet 4 months yet. Already my life seems like it's over. Wasn't I promised success at the end college? What was the point of it all? My god I've been working for 4 months now, I should be raking in six figures and have financial security. I should be accomplished by now. Everyone says, "wow you've just started!" Then why does it feel like I'm done already. I'm done already, and I lost... Well I'm gonna go to A Cote now.

July 11, 2004 2:03 AM

Day 2 of the webpage creation. This is just a Test... money makin' money money makin' super disco disco brakin'