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Incorporated.

Monday, May 17th, 2010

There’s something beautiful about the following words: “I incorporated my own business.”

Yesterday was one month since I’ve moved forward with a business model that may not be original in terms of purpose but shall be unique in the quality of service. Though I still cannot give too many details about the business (as the web site goes live within a week, but not yet!), it is mainly a technical support/training company for home users with the possibility (and hope?) of expanding to small to medium-sized companies in the future.

Am I confident in my abilities? Somewhat. I love challenges, and this has certainly been a challenge. I know there are many challenges I have left to face, but it’s been a fun road so far. Once the road turns from loose gravel to asphalt then from asphalt to gold, I’ll be even happier.

I just know that no matter what happens, I’m excited to see where it takes me. Experience is something that you can never get enough of, no matter how much you achieve. I just know that I have to do this. Just once, I want to start something, and finish it. No matter the outcome, I will consider it to be successful. No matter how much money I make (or don’t), I will be successful. In my mind, this is one big, happy learning experience, and I’m going to enjoy it as much as I can!

…and this won’t be the last time I incorporate my own business. :o )

The Wreck of Life

Tuesday, January 26th, 2010

I haven’t written in my blog in over a year… it’s been over fourteen months. This is pretty startling considering I used to write every other day, if not every day, in my blog. It was sort of a public diary. Any of my friends, classmates, (potential employers?!,) and anyone who knew my name could learn all about my life. There was plenty of bad stuff to go around but also a lot of experience with it. I think I’ve learned quite a bit in the past few years, but I haven’t necessarily implemented it. I’m hoping that over the coming months, these blog posts will shift from purely personal to somewhat informative and inspirational. All too often in my past, I wrote about how people had brought me down, how situations had screwed me over, and how it always seemed like my life was directly connected to a pipe of endless tragedy and despair.

Though I am somewhat confident (and disappointed in the fact that) I will never truly be completely satisfied, I think that I’ve been assuming that being satisfied and happy go hand in hand. I think satisfaction simply deals with circumstances and happiness looks at what you have and what you could have. Sometimes, it’s good to say screw off to reality once in a while, especially if it means having at least a slightly more positive outlook on life.

I’m always ready to write off my future whenever a small obstacle gets in my way. This isn’t how my life should be.

It won’t be.

I won’t accept this.

We’ll see where this goes.

A Special Boy…

Thursday, June 7th, 2007

Ever gone to a restaurant where they had fortune cookies? Of course you have. I thought these cookies’ messages, however, were particularly meaningful. Have a look for yourself!
Fortune Cookies from Pei Wei

This was what I was presented with from two separate fortune cookies, while sitting next to the great guy I’m dating, Danii! [B] [MS] I had never opened a fortune cookie with any message like that, let alone two of them in a row. I don’t know… maybe it means something. I’d like to think so! :]

It’s always great hanging out with Danii. You never know what’s going to happen next, and he’s so relaxed and laid back that I’m comfortable with whatever happens (or doesn’t).

Life is what it is, and it’s what we make of it. Sometimes, you have to take risks. You have to believe that maybe there’s someone trying to tell you something, and that something may be real. Maybe this is what we’ve hoped for all along…

<3 you Danii!

Also, something too cool to take note of…There’s only one number in common on both fortune cookies, Danii’s age! :] Cool…

Poor, Silly Bush

Friday, May 18th, 2007

Today I am in a better mood than usual. I’m sure there’s at least one person (or commenter ;) that understands why. Things just seem to be looking up.

I’m really grateful for the people in my life, especially for the people that have always been there for me. :)

So now that I’ve let you all know I’m in a good mood, here’s some entertainment for you. If you like Bush, look away… but odds are in my favor. =]

This one just makes me smile.
This one just makes me smile. Hah. Silly turkey. There’s nothing in there for you.

News Message with Bush
Read the bottom headline. Oh yeah, we all agree on this one. I’m sure they didn’t intend it to read that Bush is the worst disaster, but, you get the idea. :)

How Come They Can't Hear Me?
How Come They Can’t Hear Me?… [Note which end of the phone is up :) ]

Haha. Hope everyone has a great Friday! Love ya’ll! (You know, the people I love. :)

A Brief Update on Life / New Blog Feature

Wednesday, May 9th, 2007

First, let’s get the important stuff out first. The blog now has a new feature (requested by one very loyal reader and awesome friend) so that you can post private comments, or essentially, submit a comment that only I can read. If you are logged in, you can also choose other registered users to have your comment sent to, but if you don’t have an account, that’s OK– I’ll be the only one who can have access/be able to see your comment/message. Pretty neat, huh? Hope you like it!

So right now, I’m past my one-month anniversary here at my job at the corporate office of Mission Foods/GRUMA Corp. It actually isn’t that bad of a job. I never, ever, ever run out of work to do, and my desk is near a window! I’m quite satisfied here. I just wish I wasn’t a temp. That would be nice… I would have a little more job stability. I wouldn’t worry (but not nearly as much before) about whether I’m going to get a call on my way home saying my “assignment has finished” or something similar. But I’m enjoying it while it lasts, and as Danniiiii pointed out, there’s no point in worrying over things that probably won’t happen; all the more reason to rejoice!

Well, I’m about to get out of work now… and head home. Rush hour traffic = Shit. I’ll write more tonight. Or later. Later!

New Job News… No New Information Yet.

Friday, January 12th, 2007

I’m just posting this as an update. I know I said I would know by 12pm, but I won’t know until 12:30 to 4:30PM this afternoon. Hopefully it won’t be that late, and I will immediately post the results because my temp agency will be notified and will notify me right away by the end of business today… WISH ME LUCK………

Just One of Those Things… (New Job?)

Wednesday, January 10th, 2007

The ticking grows louder and louder with each passing minute that I’m sitting at home, a sitting duck, waiting for the call that will change my life in a good way, or make me continue living the same rut that I’ve been in for many months now. I’m getting sick of the waiting. On Friday, hopefully before noon, the wait will be over. But until then, it’s driving me crazy. Will I get the job? I hope I do. I so desperately need it. My mom needs it. We need it. We need the money… I’d like to have extra spending money, as well. It’s really just one of those things that ruins everything else. Makes a good day turn bad… not knowing the outcome.

I don’t understand why I grow so impatient. I’m supposed to be optimistic, but I find that sometimes, my optimism brings more confusion than if I’m simply neutral about the issue at hand… The issue at hand is what everything revolves around in today’s society–money. It’s very painful to avoid the topic wherever I go, whatever I do; I can never stop thinking about money. I feel greedy– I want to hold a nice, thick stack of 100-dollar bills. Not just one, but ten of them, from my last paycheck. I want to feel the power that I haven’t had for so long. I want to be bringing home the bacon, and not just scrounging around for some in our fridge. I want to actually be a man.

I want to be useful, productive, strong. I want to be everything, at times, that it seems impossible for me to reach. It’s just one of those things that makes the pressure seem so immense that I’m not moving anywhere, like being trapped in a pathetic bubble of gum, unable to move anywhere. I may stretch the bubble out, but it won’t pop–not for me, not yet. Not till Friday at noon…

Kid’s Play: Halloween Jokes (Part One)

Tuesday, October 31st, 2006

g.gif Rated G, and suitable for all ages.

Sometimes, we need a few jokes to liven the holidays up. Thankfully, halloween has the biggest collection of puns over any other holiday in history. So enjoy this friendly collection of jokes that all ages can enjoy.

From kidsdomain:

Why didn’t the skeleton cross the road? He didn’t have the guts.

What do skeletons say before they begin dining? Bone appetit!

What do ghosts serve for dessert? Ice Scream.

Why do witches fly on brooms? Vacuum cleaner cords aren’t long enough.

When is it bad luck to meet a black cat? When you’re a mouse.

What was the witch’s favorite subject in school? Spelling.

What do you call a friendly dead Egyptian? A chummy mummy.

What do you call a skeleton who won’t work? Lazy bones.

Where do baby ghosts go during the day? Dayscare centers.

How does a witch tell time? She looks at her witch watch.

Won won the skeleton beauty contest? No body.

Why do mummies make good employees? They get all wrapped up in their work.

What surgery does a vampire doctor perform? Fly by night operations.

From theholidayspot:

What do you get when you cross a vampire and a snowman? Frostbite.

How do witches keep their hair in place while flying? With scare spray.

What do ghosts add to their morning cereal? Booberries

Why did the Vampire subscribe to the Wall Street Journal? He heard it had great circulation.

From corsinet:
How do you fix a jack-o-lantern? With a pumpkin patch.

What did the mother ghost say to the baby ghost? “Don’t spook until you’re spooken to.”

What do ghosts and goblins drink on Halloween? Ghoul-aid.

What do you call a ghost in a torn sheet? A holy terror.

What kind of key opens a casket? A skeleton key/

What is Beethoven doing in his coffin right now? Decomposing.

Coming up, jokes that aren’t so G-rated, on a slightly different topic.