Advice I received

First of all you need to decide are you going to let your jealousy control your life or not, you need to concentrate on not being bothered, people live their own life's, you cant control others, that is what your jealous thoughts are trying to make you do. I´m sure you agree that being so jealous does not make you happier. Second, her age doesn't matter, some women are attracted to older men. Third, did you ask her if she was flirting or did you just decide that she was. Try to think of your jealous thoughts as trust issues, you don't need to trust other people, but the fact that you got bothered about her playing table tennis with someone else means that you didn't trust her, your mind went straight to bad thoughts. Fourth, did you think you didn't deserve her and so you had to find some subconscious way to justify to yourself why you should let her go? Why are you angry with her, what did she do really, did she confess to you that she was flirting, are you not just angry with yourself for maybe letting your jealous mind control you.... I don't know if this helps, but you said I could be blunt ... I usually am ...

Good luck Michelle

I hope everything goes well tomorrow

Get well soon Coco

Best wishes, for a swift and speedy recovery!

Its all about the numbers

I was not my bosses first choice for supervisor

This is the second period this year I have done this

The third time, since I started my current job. I have been supervisor

There are four work days till I start

In 5 days.( If a co worker Is in tomorrow) It will be the last time I see someone. Someone who I have held a grudge against from 2005.

Is that healthy I don’t know. Probably isn’t

I will spend six days in NC

Its 7 weeks until I go.

This doesn’t tell you how nervous I am. How I hate my job. How I am tormented by grief, regret and hate.

Numbers, unreal and so real. Everything and nothing

Talking with my boss today

We have yearly reports at work. I went to see my boss.

I said I wasn’t happy with a lot of things. We were talking and she said she would promote me. 

I am wondering if I have been given enough rope to hang myself.

My boss kept saying no one else wanted the job. Made excuses for another co worker

Well, we will see.

More money for Christmas at the very least

Happy Birthday Sol

I wish my friend Sol a happy Birthday birthday. A merry and wonderful day ! Many happy returns

I had a bad day at work

I went to work today. There is a dinner, for that supervisor who is leaving. I have held a grudge against him, since. He complained about me sometime ago.

I saw the list up about what day, you make it. I wasn’t interested.

So I got on with my work.

Anyway they sent ``Little Girl’’ the woman I dated. To ask me i wanted to go.I was not pleased by this. I answered no. Then I gave an excuse. I did not want to be harsh

Another of my idiot co workers, comes over and starts asking me. I won’t go. I tell him I can damn well read. I just don’t want to. I gave a polite No. Its not your damn business why I don’t want to go!

I have felt the anger all day. Anger and grief

Goodbye Stella

Stella, the barmaid at my local is leaving

She looked like Kirsten Bell, and always made me feel welcome

I will miss her

Kerry GAA Animals in West Cork

I saw this on slugger o toole. I have been laughing at this for days, and sharing it with everyone. I watched Kerry play Cork today with my father. My maternal Grandfather was from Kerry. Valencia Island. So there for the grace of God

Happy….

September 19: First day of Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year)

 Eid ul-Fitr begins at sunset (Islam, 2009);

 Oktoberfest begins in Munich (2009);

Independence Day in Saint Kitts and Nevis;

 Armed Forces Day in Chile

International Talk Like a Pirate day

Best wishes to you all. I have the day off and a hangover!

Our Hero

(An Old Stargate SG-1 Fan fic I wrote)

Our Hero

This is a fic, about Cu'chulain. What would have happened if the
Gou'ald posed as the Gaelic hero Cu'chulain.

This is how I would feel if Cu'chulain, the great Irish hero had been a Gou'ald
Three days he had waited. He had watched the Suns rise. He slept
under strange stars. His body still, his mind racing....

It was only 5 days ago they came to this world. It seemed like the
same old, same old.
DJ enthused over the culture. ``The living history `'Like a kid in a
toyshop. Sam took soil samples and readings
While Teal'c questioned the local's on the Gou'ald. It looked like a
host world. The Snakes hadn't been around for a while though.

He was ready to pack up and go home and get a shower, and a cup of coffee
Then he heard a name…
Cu'chulain…
Daniel found himself checking his watch again. He had been doing that
a lot for the past three Days.
It had all started on that world, P4X 827. It was a host world.
Inhabited either by the descendant's of the Dalriadan Scots or the
Ancient Irish. He remembered he had been questioning one of the
natives about the Gou'ald. It seemed that the local's had been paying
there sons and daughters to Cu'chulain.
A thousand papers flashed across his mind. Cu'chulain literally the
Hound of Chulain. An ancient hero, The Celtic Achilles! Probably of
Solar significance!
He smiled to himself remembering that he had once again had the
proof he had needed to prove the theories he had been laughed out
Academia for. Just that he couldn't tell anyone who'd care.
``Cu'chulain, you mean Setanta, Cu'chulain. The hound of Chulain? Is
that who you mean?
The Son of Lugh?'' Daniel felt his draw drop. He had never seen
Jack take such an interest in the historical background to a world.
Seeing the Villagers nod in agreement. He ventured ``Jack?''
The Colonel's sudden and indeed unprecedented interest had not gone
unnoticed by rest of SG1.
Sam had finished taking her soil samples and was now standing beside
them.
``Hey! What's going on?''
Jack was miles actually probably light-years away.

Daniel began.`` The villagers were just
telling us about the local Gou'ald. Cu'chulain.''
`` Cu Chulain?''
``Yeah an ancient Celtic hero. The name literally means the Hound of
Chulain. He got the name…''
`` He killed the blacksmith's dog, and left him defenceless, and so he
told him he would be his
Guard dog until he could train a new one. His real name was Setanta.
He was the son of the Sun god
Lugh and a mortal woman. The greatest of the hero's of Ulster.''
``Where you'd learn this Colonel?''
``My Grandfather.''
He remembered the smell; it used to get everywhere. He remembered
he used to watch his grandfather cramming tobacco into his pipe. And
then sitting back in his chair. He could hear the fire crackling in
the back. He remembered listening.
``Would you like me to tell you a story Jack? Shall I tell you the
tale of Cu'chulain the bravest of the all the hero's of Ulster?''
He would listen, he heard of Cu'chulain challenge the boy troop of
Ulster to a game of Hurling. In his mind he could see it. Never mind
the events his grandfather spoke of would have happened thousands of
miles away centuries ago. He could see Cu'chulain racing with
Hurley, the other boys behind him, breathless and bloodied. The
parents of the vanquished, offering consoling words.
Cold dragged him back to the here and now. Jack fumbled with the
collar of his jacket. After fetching for a pair of gloves out of his
rucksack. He cleaned the lens for the thousandth time. He began to
wait again.
Looking back he guessed he'd never really given it much thought.

He knew that the Gou'ald posed as Gods. Then he never had known anyone
to take the day off because it was Ra's birthday. He knew it
mattered to Teal'c. He knew the big guy burned in rage whenever he
thought of the ``false Gods'' He knew it was part of the reason why
the government did not admit to the existence of the SGC.
Yet if he was honest he had never really given it much thought. The
fact that people spent their lives worshipping gods that despised
humanity. Serving parasites in the bodies of Children. That sort of
stuff was for Daniel. Even when they visited that world full of
Christian's. It weren't something he thought about.
Hell since when did the Air Force want thinkers!
Cu chulain,
He'd actually bought a Charlie a book, Irish myths and saga's. He'd
been at Shannon Airport, for a stopover. Returning home after
spending some time in the Mid east. He always meant to read it to
him, but he never really had the time, he was away on work. It was
always something. It was probably somewhere in Charlie's room now.
Gathering dust.
He would have told his son those stories, he would have told Charlie…
The Star-gate flashed into life.
He knew he had, too do it. He could have just told the locals to bury
the gate, like they always did. That wouldn't be enough. He knew it
had to end. When he told Hammond, what he was planning the General
was about to give him the brush off. Then Hammond caught his eyes.
Sighed to himself and told him to go ahead. Teal'c had offered to
accompany him, but no he had to do this alone.
He breathed in, as soon as he saw the figure step through the gate.
Through the cross hairs he saw him. He saw Cu'chulain . Watching He
who his grandfather knew only from stories learned sitting at the
knee of his grandfather. He saw the wild yellow hair, the smooth
skin of his face.
He squeezed the trigger
He saw him fall, he saw him bleed.
Clambering out from under the trees, that had been his entire world
for the last three days. He ran for the gate. He reached for his
side arm. He was close enough. That he could hear that damn snake
hissing. Taking aim with his pistol, he fired another shot into the
body.
The hissing stopped.
He turned around. He walked back to the trees. He rolled up his
sleeping bag, and tucked it under his rucksack. He slung the rifle
over his shoulder. Headed for the gate.
Several of the Villagers had yielded to their curiosity. One of the younger
men approached. He saw the body on the ground, looking at Jack

``Cu chulain?'' The voice was shaky

Jack stopped, he looked at the man, There was only one way to be sure they understood

Standing over his foe, Jack reached into his chest. His hands sticky with blood Jack tore the Gou'ald from out of him. Feeling his stomach begin to turn. Jack cast the lifeless parasite to his companion
``Cu chulain''

He felt the young mans eyes on him, Charlie would be his age if he'd
lived

``Chuir se n ageta realta fobhealach''  Commanded the Colonel

 

Turning his back Jack left the Crowd, and their questions. He'd get
plenty where he was going anyway.
As he dialled, for Home. Jack realised for, the first time in ages he
really wanted a cigarette
________________________________________________________________________
________________________________________________________________________

Patrick Swazye

Jed Eckert, Johnny Castle , Bodhi

August 18, 1952 – September 14, 2009

RIP

Gun play

A man came into work today. They search your bags toing and froing from work. A man handed his replica firearm. Which is illegal to have here. He then went about his business. Security called the guardians of civic order Who arrived mounted and armed

After mis identifying the man with the fake firearm .They summoned him to the information desk . Then the law got its man

Five sites I don’t visit anymore

http://www.chosentwo.com/gallery/
Buffy Fansite. There were /are some beautiful wallpapers. I miss that show so much!
Jammers reviews
http://www.jammersreviews.com/
A good site. Decent reviews of star trek episodes, and Battle star Galactica. I started writing Stargate-SG1 reviews at one point, in 2000 or 2001 to give me something to do. I think I saw this site at UNC.
http://www.gateworld.net/
Gate world A similar site to Jammers reviews. Though this time its Stargate SG-1 reviews.  I was quite big into Stargate fandom.
I even wrote two Stargate short stories.  They are on the web someplace. I pissed off alot of people on the stargate forums. I kept wanting them to launch special forces raids off world.  I had a crush on a girl from wisconsin Who was on one of my groups. I ended up moderating a group briefly. Then I pissed off the owner.
http://www.whoosh.org/
Xena studies. I had a long drawn out essay on Celtic themes in Xena. Which has been lost several computers ago. I was talking about Xena today at work. A co worker is watching the DVDs .
http://games.espn.go.com/frontpage
I used to get an e-mail every march from my friend Rob. He would host a pick the final 4 tournament. I remember going through the message boards at a job I had at an internet company. Looking for pictures of Anna K the Tennis player. She was big at the time. I used to try and pick the coolest name for my team. I would lose badly as I know nothing about NCAA basketball

Round up 13-9-2008

My mother has returned from Hospital. She had an operation on a vein in her leg. She is on crutches, until she recovers

One of my co workers is leaving. I am quite pleased to see the person go. This person, was the one who complained most of all the last time I was a supervisor. Almost five years ago now I guess.

As far as I can tell, this person has been indulged at work. All his life. He basically has sheltered/ or run interference with all the troublemakers.  So I am glad to see him go.

Punching the air, at the news, was perhaps impolitic

Another co worker left on Monday. She was very pretty. What I will miss most about her, is she always wore tight trousers.

I have been making plans for my trip to NC. I hope to catch a minor league hockey game there.

I went to the pub last night. I was a bit hungover today

District 9

Onimious metaphor hovers over the head of Johannesburg
Its filmed in mockumentary style. There are the talking heads. The landing of the Alien space craft over Jo’berg is discussed. The Aliens were helpless and Malnourished. So the South African government cut open the ship, and resettled the Aliens on Earth.
Then things started to go wrong. The Aliens, the `prawns’’ were blamed for crime. They wrecked trains. So the RSA decided to resettle the prawns Away from Jo’Berg.
A multi national is charged with handling security in evicting the Prawns. The officer who will lead the charge.  Is a man called Wikus
Wikus reminds me of Steve Carrell in the American version of the office. His father in law, and Boss. Tells the camera he was not very bright. He is a devoted husband. He makes small gifts for his wife.
Whilst Wikus occasionally reminds you why no one loves Afrikaners. He is not a monster. For example Wikus clashes with one of the PMC early on , in the film. He notices that the PMC is carrying to much ammo. He uses cat food, rather then
There job is to evict the Aliens. They need to get a palm print. In the time honoured fashion. The eviction act is read out, and the evictee asked to sign.. As it was with the Choctaw and the Xhosa.
During this, Wikus discovers an Alien canister, and sprays himself with it by accident. Making himself sick…..
The smart Prawn, complains about his people being used as medical experiments. Surely he left them defenceless, and leaderless.
The Nigerians, the middlemen gangsters who also live in district 9  sell interspecies prostitution. The Nigerians also practice Mutu
District 9, has the eyes of the entire world upon it. Yet a shoot out between heavily armed Nigerian gangsters, is allowed. People worry about ``prawns’’ being killed. No one seems bothered about Nigerians exploiting the aliens for gain
There is a tragically funny scene, where Wikus is treated to a surprise party after having been made sick by the canister. Wikus had just defecated in his trousers.
The South African setting is different. Wikus is probably the first and last Afrikaaner hero will see in cinema. That said do we really need to be told apartheid was bad? Well I suppose there is a generation whom have grown up with Nelson Mandela, being a free man and a feted figure.
That said I felt the metaphor here had been literalised. The prawns were not human. They had their own agenda. They always did…
Still a thoroughly enjoyable trip to the cinema.

The last episode of ``the Wire’’

I just watched the final episode of the wire.
I apologise for the profanity but…
What the fuck, am I going to do now work for a living?
That’s it. No more Bunk and McNulty. No more Omar, saying ``Indeed’’. No more watching bandy legged Fremon walk. No more Proposition Joe. No more Jay Landsman. No more B-more Morder po-ice. No more Cavanaugh's bar. No more Greggs, no more Carver.
Baltimore is thousands of miles away. I know of it. I knew a few girls who lived there in UNC. Valya has been there. The Wire, made it seem familiar. The crickets, and the weather reminded me of NC.
Charlie Brooker on the wire :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZ2iGYwdEi8
It was a little piece of my life. I was able to step out if my life, and into another world.  Now it’s over

Insult to injury

I was coming home from work today. We are enjoying an Indian summer. Its warm. There was a lady sitting by the window. Who kept closing it. The rush of air kept upsetting her hair. Lady was a pretty 30 something Milf type in a trouser suit. Looked a bit like Emila fox.

Anyway, two women were annoyed ``Emila ‘’ finally moved away.

I felt bad for her. Anyway, as I got off, at my station. I was going down the stairs pretty quickly. I was off in my own world.

I kicked something.

It was the novel`` Emila’’ was reading. She had dropped it.

I am so sorry. I guess I was the final straw in bad day for someone

Get well soon Laura

I hope you feel better. You take care

Happy Birthday Father

Today in History Malchera senior born

Good luck Danny

My best wishes to my friend and co worker, who is going for a medical today. My fingers are crossed

Take Care, Alexia

Don’t let the bastards get you down.

Don’t get mad, get everything!!!

Pax Romana

Weary Caesar fumbles with the lock

Praising a merciful father for the storms.

The summer had been so hard.

Berber had struck across Africa.

Would there be another cruel Hannibal. Would the legions be lost again?

The cold memory of Cannae. Varus, and Crassus made Rome flinch

The loneliness of sleepless nights, is kin to the grave

The Suevti broke their word. There had been treachery

The farms were idle the ploughmen scattered. The frontier alight

Confusion and panic were the only offerings to

The laughter of strangers echoed in the Forum.

The summer had been so hard.

The storms of winter come. Our ships no longer becalmed

The vestal, to her hearth returned.

In far Gallia or misty Britannia. The matron, listens to her sons Lyre.

Valens has gathered the host. The roads are quiet now

The Caledonian Numeri waves to his woman.

The summer had been so hard

The mother goddess in the north. White skinned and fair

Her strong songs sleeping under the great bear. Tend her flock.

no contention from Ultima thule.

The summer had been so hard.

In far Sheba. Under strange Gods and sunny skies.

Reclining on silk. The Pretty queen Nods at the Ambassador.

Her Handmaid reads the law.

The fine hounds feast. Their Mistresses rage sated.

The summer had been so hard.

The spring snaps shut. The bolt slides across the door

Caesar draws his robe upon his head. The summer had been so hard

Yet Saturnalia. Merry Saturnaila would come.

Tomorrow

As anyone who has spoken to me, for the last month, knows. This has been quite a difficult time for me.

Tomorrow should be the last day of it. The circumstances change.

I fear tomorrow will be the hardest day.

Remember me kindly

Funny People.

I remember when Adam Sandler was the funniest man alive. I remember laughing hard at Happy Gilmore. It was my college days.
It was the days of South Park and Cider.
``God bless Hanukhah’’
``OJ Simpson still not a Jew!’’
I remember watching Billy Madison, with my cousins.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0112508/
I remember talking about going to Hooters in NYC. Talking about how, it had been in little Nicky
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0185431/
I don’ think Sandler holds the title anymore. One of the contenders for the crown would be the Seth Rogan -Jude Aptow partnership.
The people who brought you the 40 year old virgin. Superbad etc etc
Seth Rogan, is playing Ira Wright. A wannabe stand up comic. He is a better salad seller then a comedian. He lives with two other roommates. One is another stand up comic. The other is a mildly successful star of a dreadful Sitcom. Think Nick freno.
There is a good joke made by an African American waiter, about how he forgives Kramer. ``Michael Richards’’
Sandler, plays at a Myspace gig. There is a crack at Craigslist. With it’s erotic services list I think we see Tom. The face of Myspace.
We see former President James Taylor. That’s a crack from when the Simpsons was the funniest show on the Planet
Oh there are even prank phone calls. For when the Jerky brothers were the funniest men on the planet
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Jerky_Boys
I will add them, to myspace page
Norm Macdonald, has got old. So has Paul Reiser. Which I guess makes sense, as my two dads was over twenty years ago.  Jackie Gleeson gets a name check. A man so funny it almost cost him his career.
The plot is simple. Sandler’s character a famous comedian is dying. Sandler has a variety of Leukemia  Sandler plays at an open house comedy   gig. Where he goes on before Ira Wright. Sandler bombs. Wright has to improvise and so is strangely funny.
Wright gets a job as Sandler’s PA. Sandler wants to hide his illness from the world. However he wishes to make some sort of peace before he dies. Leading him to contact the girl he really loved, but cheated on, and abandoned…
The film muses on celebrity. Even after Sandler has been given news that he has terminal illness. He must have his photo taken, and pose for the public.  There is a sub plot of Ira and a female comedian, who break up before they even get together
ttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aubrey_Plaza
Why do they break up. As Aubrey’s character sleeps with the more famous roommate. A Lovely looking girl Isn’t Aubrey
Sandler’s character has sex, with two women who see him at a myspace gig. One wants to fornicate with Merman. Another is screwing him, because he was her father’s favourite comic. Celebrity, is a public condition. Like pregnancy.
Its a well acted, well written movie. A very good joke about jews and lists. Its lacks something. For a film that dwells on aging. Sandler nearly dies of disease. It takes too long to get the real message you can’t go back.
Oh there is a great Ray Romano joke too!!!!














Its nice to see Eric Bana actually playing a decent role. Rather then brooding as he did in the Hulk. Or sigh as he did in Troy.

My big news

I will return to NC, on 12 of November.

I am looking forward to seeing my friends.

I hope to see a UNC game.

I hope to see my good friend Valya