It’s 3:30AM on a “friday night” and i’m at work.. debugging why my lab machines restart every 2 infuriorating hours. I had a small break in between the mess to look for snow.. but sadly, the snow was brown and melted, and there were no good photo ops for me. Dah well.

I’ve still gotta upload mexico pictures, but i’ve been getting sesked up at work so hard these days.

oh well.. Happy Christmas everyone.

Einraged. Incredibly einraged.

The situation: I sit near the door in my cubicle at work. The receptionist door is about a 30 second walk away, so every once in a while i’ll get someone douche bag enough who thinks they’re important enough to interrupt whateaver work a stranger (me) is doing, to make me get up and let their fuck hole asses in. Usually, this isn’t a large problem, even though they could turn around and waddle to get a guest pass for the day, because really it’s only 10 seconds out of my day and the only annoying part is that it breaks my train of thought.

Today, however, crazy-stupid-bitch-whore-dingy-cunt-cotton-swab woman knocks on the door. I’m coding. I’m busy and deep in my train of thought. She knocks yet again, harder.. and again! So i finally get up to let her in, obviously disgrunted, and to make it worse, as i get there she is in mid motion of taking out her security card to unlock the door. What the fuck, whore. Stupid woman was fumbling with her [name brand] purse in one hand and a stupid chocolate milk in the other. GAWD.

I’ve made plans to fuck with her mind hide her keyboard/unplug her shit tonight.

Oh. I only used blackula because “fuck you coworker” sounds less hateful.

Bikram Yoga, as described by wikipedia and confirmed by myself when I went to try it out this long weekend with a few friends, is yoga for 90 minutes in hot-hot heat. Simply put, kind of a crock as far as yoga goes.

This is going to be a bit of a rant, and a bit of a review.

Rant: Keeping in mind I have a very narrow view on yoga, what it is, and what it means to people, I’d always thought it was about being spiritual and such. You know the deal: worldly possessions, hate and greed are avoided and not practiced amongst yogi of high stature. If you have a similar view on this, I think this link here called The Money Pose is a very interesting read. The gist of it is basically the creator of Bikram Yoga aka Hot Yoga goes on and on about how baller he is, how important he is and how revered he should be in America since he was brought there by a former president. He develops his yoga style and teaches it, then, years later after his branding is established, he goes and sues practitioners (some, former students of his) to pay him money for using his name and agree to only teach his style or else stop. Not the nicest of yogi’s.
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I’ll have to make this quick because I’m already 40 minutes past new “bedtime” as of today.

Work Update: All is busy. I suppose that won’t ever change, and I’m slowly becoming used to the meetings. The very same meetings that I need to attend that are “holding me back” in the early stages. I swear my time could be more productive if it wasn’t spent straining my ears trying to pick out words from the static being picked up on the speakerphone at the other end. All this technology, and none of it is helping me in that aspect.

Life Update: Alright, I have to admit, I check out washrooms like an addict. Although I may not be picky which washrooms I choose to use, as long as I’m not stepping, staring at, or feeling things, I’m good. But I do have one complaint:

Warning, toilet talk ensues
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