Weekly met up with the partner... trading off the week's work as he does most of the brazing right now and I put things back together.
Should have my own frames back in a few weeks after they see the new powder coater at the main shop which has improved the in house finishes we do from great to outstanding.
I just can't keep my head above water with all the broken computer stuff at work. Just as I get off the phone with support on one problem, the next thing breaks.
Further, I have a boss breathing down my neck, wondering why I'm not getting any projects for him done, even though it was made quite clear to me that his projects are the lowest priority. Keeps wanting status updates and all I can say is, "I haven't started yet."
I probably won't start any of them since management insists on pushing out new software onto PCs that haven't been tested. Oh, you mean the latest version of workshare crashes when e-mailing PDFs? Surprise, surprise. Maybe we could have had a secretary test it for us one day before rolling it out firm-wide.
Of course he then dangles a promotion in front of me and says, "I'm not supposed to tell you this, but if you can show to me you deserve the promotion, I'll give it to you." It is like he's dangling a carrot in front of me that I can never get. I've been doing his stupid projects for months. He has been trying to hire someone for the new position since February. Re-posted the job like four times. If I wasn't good enough when I applied for it in February, I don't know what he expects.
Fukitol. I'm off work in ten minutes.
Maybe I should stop hanging out in Bike Forums instead of working...
I'm home. Feeling much better now. Got to feel the baby kick my hand for the first time this afternoon. He makes it worth it to put up with the stupid job.
I've got your restraining order right here. [grabs crotch] Restrain this!
As much as I enjoy her company, there's a lot on my plate, and now is not the time to be thinking as seriously as she is. I hope you understand that I am a giver, and telling someone that I cannot give them what they want is very difficult for me. I'm having to fight my very nature for what is right for me now. I have been honest about where I am at emotionally and relationally, but it seems to have fallen on deaf ears. She wants to settle down, I am not there, and it is likely to be a very difficult conversation....but it needs to happen.
Back in the winter I wrote about 3/4 of a novel, but I'm not much a writer and I started drawing a lot, so I lost interest. But then I got the idea to make that story into a comic, and I've been trying to work out the appearance of the main character. But guys are just really boring to draw. I can draw him as a little kid just fine, because I can make him cute. But as a teen and adult (which is the majority of the story) he either comes out looking annoying, or just really, really boring and useless. I look at the character and think, "What a dull person. No one's going to care what happens to this guy." Maybe I should change the story to an alternate world where everyone is female.
Checking out my legs... had a little incident on my ride.
My knee hit the pavement and the bottom tracks must be from my spd... have another beauty on the back of my right knee and have no clue what caused that.
Thankfully... it does not hurt and did not interfere with my ride.
Ouch! The knee hitting the pavement would probably do me in.
Have a 30km ride scheduled for tomorrow morning and think I will be good to go.
Listening to The Cure, Minor Threat and Billy Squier on the ipod while sipping an iced coffee.
Back has been doing much better over the past few weeks so have been going at things a little harder.
As for shaving these legs... it isn't gonna happen.
Loving my wife.
Where else in the world but Hong Kong can you have a white Ferrari try to run you over in slow motion while you are walking on the footpath (FOOTpath I say!)?
We're walking home from the cinema and out of the corner of my eye there is the white front of a car approaching. The wife is on the curb side and there is a multi-storey car park there.
The white car is coming from behind us, so we don't see it until it is already nose up on the footpath. We are still walking, so you'd expect (in a normal country with half decent driver training) for the driver to stop and let us past.
Not in HK.
Wife slaps a big F off palm onto the Ferrari. It stops. She wags her finger at it for being naughty. Driver is all both hands up in the air "what?".
Screw you lady. FOOTpath.
My wife has balls, chutzpah, whatever. God I love her (as long as she never takes it out on me...)
Only as we are almost home to I realise that we should have stopped in front of this car for a bit longer and directed the pedestrians to cross and cross and cross...or danced.
Excellent morning at church, now about to head to a local park to grill chicken fajitas for 40 scouts and their families for our end of the year pack meeting. Spent most of yesterday wrenching on bikes for single parent families through a ministry at our church. One kid spent the entire time I was working on his bike at my side. He learned how to repack and adjust wheel bearing, how to adjust his headset, a bit on brake adjustment, etc. Really good kid. Then he hung around to help work on other bikes and help single moms unload bikes from cars, etc. It was a great day.
I got new pants.