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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 7:39 pm
Lady Pyre kerminatrix Hello friends. I am half in the bag because this ridiculous Scottish beer my brother-in-law got me for Christmas (well, not really, he had a beer grab-bag and this is what I got) was 8.6% and I did not stop after that one. I hope you all have a lovely New Year's - I recognize that this isn't a vent but shush. Pfft. You act like we have mods or something. Happy New Year's to you, too. (Little bit early, though.) I know, but I know I'm not going to be signing in tomorrow night, and I bet most of you won't either - see earlier discussion re: we are adults with lives now.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 1:42 pm
Sometimes adults with no lives. crying
Well OK, I have a job now, I guess some people consider that their life, but I'm glad when it's 5 and I get to go home. Rather identify with my hobbies than what I'm getting paid for.
I'm trying to turn that around and get a job I'd be genuinely proud of, but for now I'm a sales representative for a small company that does (among other things) EMC tests. You know the FCC? When they make demands regarding product safety, it's companies like the one I'm working for who can test that.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 3:18 pm
Do you break stuff, Aldo? surprised
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 10:06 am
Sevi Rais Do you break stuff, Aldo? surprised no, the engineers do that all the time, though. Sometimes when you blast something with an ESD the device just breaks down. Other times heating it to ~80°C makes it explode. And sometimes they just drop something, because whoops. emotion_facepalm
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 6:28 pm
I'm invisible these days. Lurkmode or whatnot. I blame The Old Republic. And work. And tv on DVD (That's how Veronica Mars ended?!? Bollocks!), various internets, the impending Final Fantasy XIII-2, and general laziness. I do keep updated, however.
But... MY BRAIN! So many things going on in my head AGH! Being an introvert narrows down ones avenues for open discussion.
Ah well.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 8:03 pm
Apparently I spend my time off Gaia reading about people venting about Gaia elsewhere. rolleyes It is well-founded venting, but I had to come visit to remember not all of Gaia had melted down so.
And ESDs are fairly for the lose in the electronics world.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 11:06 pm
Sometimes I don't even know why I'm still on Gaia. gonk I guess I don't have much else better to do on the internet.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 2:28 am
Wilhemina Apparently I spend my time off Gaia reading about people venting about Gaia elsewhere. rolleyes It is well-founded venting, but I had to come visit to remember not all of Gaia had melted down so. And ESDs are fairly for the lose in the electronics world. We have the most fun with radiated emissions and immunities. What with all those wireless devices we now possess, it's become super important to make sure one device does not disrupt another one and a device has sensible protection against disruptions. Good old "the sound on my PC starts tut-tut-tut-tut-ing when my mobile phone rings" lol
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 9:19 pm
Oh, no kidding. We don't have it as bad, but we're approaching the point where it's bad news to run the "network connection is okay" tests without everybody's personal/work devices throwing a wrench into it. sweatdrop
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 6:06 pm
After burning a lot of things and stuffing even more into a dumpster, I've finally moved to things on the internet.
After a lot of deletions, account murdering, account blockings, IM list prunings.....I've come to a decision.
This website is mine.
It pre-dates the bullshit
Nothing has changed here. Faces have. Names have. Motivation has not.
At the core this remains what it always has:
A place for my personal amusement.
No connections, no ties. Just my rolling enjoyment of a continually stewing horror.
And the baggage I'm lugging now isn't tied to that. I can always come back here, go to the GD, and do what I came here to do almost a decade ago at this point: Have fun.
So I'll be staying.
Get back to work peons.
Thank You, The Management
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 8:20 pm
You know, Management, maybe that's why I come on this site still... I think you may have enlightened me. xd
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 2:17 pm
Well, you see,
if we didn't have The Management,
we would fall apart.
I mean, who would manage the place?
-Subordinate
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 3:10 pm
I've come to the realisation that I often miss sitting around chatting with everyone here, hours on end. This became clear now I that I tend to sit around doing quite literally nothing of interest for hours at a time when I'm home by myself because nobody has the time/money to hang out anymore, myself included. Somehow I'm the only one of my friends with a job that doesn't require working "off" hours, and am not in school etc.
It's largely my fault because I've dropped off so many friends without ever bothering to make new ones, or in fact, being sure not to. I only want my old friends these days...
And this is weird -- maybe not since I'm sure we're all guilty of it... Even though our communications with each other are brief and infrequent, even though so many years have passed, nobody seems a stranger here because I lurk, reading everybody's confessions and frustrations, successes and failures. And I still feel like the most honest and straightforward people I know are from here. Here being our guild, and then I guess wherever else we found each other.
Also, I still enjoy diddling with my avatar because I come from the era of doll makers and pixel art.
Old habits never die.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 10:57 am
Awwww Urbane. crying heart
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 3:23 pm
Nope, old habits never die. They can lurk, but they don't die.
Speaking of "here" and people still remembered, I'll just leave this here... Corridors of Time
There's more to be said, but it's entirely unrelated, so I'll just hold off for now.
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