The hiding RAM, the lying moon, and the unfiring of pluses and minuses

damn PC at home is on the fritz again. was trying to repair my cd-rw drive when i chanced upon my RAM and decided to wipe it clean. now i have two 128MBs but only 128MB is showing in my system. when will i learn by heart the adage "if it ain't broke, don't fix it."

anyway, i think i'll be getting some neat upgrades for christmas. we're looking at 512MB RAM, a new DVD drive, and some kick ass speakers. ho ho ho and a bottle of rum...

---We interrupt this blog for an important reply---

I told the starry sky to wait for you
I told the wind to sigh like lovers do
I even told the night you were true
And you would be here soon
And now I'm lying to the moon
- Trisha Yearwood

this time though, the moon is lying to me.

again.

by definition, truce is a cessation from all hostilities.
i haven't been hostile for over a month. what do i need a truce for?
that was then. this is now.

and
i still can't,
and i won't
trust again
...especially when you ask me for a truce but sing songs for someone else. kinda taxes my intelligence.

not that i care though.

i hope this answers any future inquiries. i'm sick of unnannounced visitors to my planet.

---end of reply---ever---

now where was i?

surprise, surprise... i didn't get fired but felt actually appreciated during my fateful meeting earlier. and sigh! on the very same day a new prospective employer called and asked about my monthly wages...and no, i didn't lie about my gross income for once.

by adding and subtracting, i would say it's been a very solid year for yours truly. I managed to hold on to a job i don't really relish even if i broke countless rules and clashed with the idealogy. Sirius Black must've been proud of me.

let's list down the pluses and minuses of this job:

PLUSES:
  • Travel - i get lots, plus i get to drive north and south for hundreds of kilometers a time.
  • Car - not a bad way to go
  • moolah - not much, but i ain't complaining of poverty
  • a nice new office of my own - haven't moved in yet, but my Sacramento Kings memorabilia is ready and waiting.
  • non-sales job in a sales environment - im the ghost in the machine, what better way to celebrate my love for anonymity?
  • presentations once a month - i live for this and i get appreciated
MINUSES
  • work sucks
  • ego everywhere
  • non sales are 2nd class citizens - should they be?
  • expensive lifestyle - wearing a tie has its drawbacks
  • killer hours - really, it's like working for the CIA as the security detail
  • lots of time wastage due to horse-trading, foot-dragging, and blame-gaming
  • phony ideals and misplaced idiosyncrasies
  • too many rules, not enough monitors
  • dress codes - i can be twice as effective in black shirt and jeans.
  • elevators from hell - im not exaggerating. it cuts your lunch time by 30 minutes
  • money culture - i want my money here with me not spent

i don't really mind the stress, as i live for it. what i hate is the thinking part. sadly, my brain gets in the way most of the time.

i'll take care of that next year.

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