_22:20
I’ve always wondered what a cat or dog did all day while their owners were at work. I assumed, as I’m sure many, that they did whatever they wanted and had a great time.
This strange illusion was just recently revealed to me after a couple weeks of watching my cat, while being unemployed. All these idea’s of what these animals did floated through my mind and one after another they were crushed by what I would see - day in an out.
I saw not a cat that was excited to have nothing to do, but sit on the couch and look out our windows, but an animal that started to become discouraged at its restrictions.
The cat was realizing it was stuck and couldn’t go anywhere. It’s not an outside cat (so we assume) and letting it venture into a busy, un-attentative world is the same as letting go a 4 year old to the streets.
All these variables make it hard to understand but I’m slowly trying to encourage the cat. Let it know there are million’s of wonderful things to do. It just has to use its imagination.
I might take our cat for a walk just to show it what snow is and how harsh and fast the world is. Maybe then the cat will appreciate its sheltered house life. Maybe then it will begin to understand how good it has it. — MAYBE!
posted on February 28, 2002| 10:31 PM EST
_15:40
I’m doing all I can do keep warm while sitting in the basement of this new house. My fingers and toes are slowly clutching together and movement isn’t something I can do with any ease. I got some tips from this guy, and it’s help alittle.
I especially like what he had to say about “eating for warmth” and followed that just as he had said. His “thinking for warmth” was pretty good and made sure to follow his rule of - “If you feel cold, tell someone!”.
However I told my roommate Joel and he said he didn’t care and that he wanted my room anyways. That wasn’t very comforting to hear while shivering in my chair. I didn’t see him but I think he might have even turned the heat down from his computer at work.
What I really need now is a hot cup of Chocolate Milk and a candy cane to make it taste that much better. God only knows how i’ll move out of this warm spot i’ve created on my chair but it’s good to have goals.
posted on | 3:53 PM EST
_22:29
The positive side of not having a Full-time job:
I’ve complained up and down on how horrible it is to not actually have a full-time job. You know, the thing that most people do from 9am-5pm EST? I’ve heard of crazy people working other hours than that but there is no need for such a discussion by me.
Today was however different from the many other times of jobless hatetred. I got to work at an actual job for a couple hours but saw how nice it really has been without one. I’ve learned so much more about web development (whether any of you have noticed or not) and I am finding more time to just enjoy the positive things in life.
Yup - there are still those bad parts of not having an actual job but this isn’t the time to talk about them. I’m just in a good mood and this week, so far, hasn’t let me down. I even pulled together some potential clients and will be talking to them through out the week :-)
One of the biggest things I’ve loved about not having an actual job is the time to learn. I’ve pumped enough CSS into my brain to actually create a “tableless” site. Not only that but I’ve learned more than enough about web standards and starting to become alittle more comfortable with XHTML.
In the next couple weeks I’m really wanting to explore PHP. It always happens though - I get really interested in learning it but for some reason i’ll get interested in something else. I love PHP and what it has to offer and while playing around freshmeat.net/ for some time now I think it’s time to dust of the old PHP book.
So i’ve got a pretty full plate on my hands but what are you working on?
posted on February 26, 2002| 10:36 PM EST
_23:37
The urge for a redesign is hitting me harder and harder each day. All I need to do is just sit down and work on it. I have more than enough idea’s but will they come together?
I’ll try working on them tomorrow. If you want to help please let me know. I need idea’s.
posted on February 24, 2002| 11:32 PM EST
_15:35
It’s already 15:35 (3:35 EST) and I haven’t had much more to eat than a bagel and some coffee. I’m slowly starting to realize my computer isn’t feeding me and the need for food is so high I could kill.
I run upstairs and grab the sides of the kitchen doorway while gazing for food and catching my breath from the intense randomness of getting out of my computer chair. I needed something fast and couldn’t wait for something to be made or even warmed up. I needed it cold and now.
Earlier that day I remembered my roommate (Dan Boyles) eating some of my Cinnamon Toast Crunch. He must have found them hidden under the sink (the sneaky guy) and decided to eat them.
I didn’t really care much because, Hey - I’m a nice guy (hold laughter till end), but now I wanted some Cinnamon Toast Crunch. It was the perfect solution to my hunger problem.
I opened the cupboard door to grab some wonderful Cinnamon Toast Crunch, but something stopped me from actually pulling them out. Yea - “They weren’t there!”
I’m freaking out and run to the living room where I saw Dan eating them earlier. Maybe he just didn’t put them back. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! - Theyíre not there either. Where on God’s earth can they be? - I screamed.
I then ran to the fridge to see if for some stupid reason he put the box of cereal in there along with the milk, but when I got there - there was no cereal to be seen.
Then a horrible thought ran through my head and I looked over at the trashcan. I slowly approached it and with one brave rush, I pulled the top off.
It was in the trash - my wonderful cereal was in the trash and I felt as if I had been thrown into one of those “Corn Pops” commercials. “I need my Cinnamon Toast Crunch!”, I yelled to the sky.
The horrible act of someone eating all my Cinnamon Toast Crunch lead me to making some chocolate milk. Chocolate milk fills people up quickly and would hold me over enough to find something better once the chocolate milk magic wore off.
sipping & thinking:
I’m going to get the Dan Boyles if it’s the last thing I do. I’ll need to start poisoning my food and keeping he vaccine only for myself. Then he’ll know not to eat my Cinnamon Toast Crunch. THEN HE’LL KNOW - mwhahahahahaha!!!!
posted on February 21, 2002| 3:54 PM EST
