Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Glory Days
It's sort of shameful to revel but I'm just doing some reflection. For no real reason other than procrastination.
I didn't do a bad job with the media, in retrospect...
The mess I walked into:
http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-03-07/news/report-calls-frosh-week-checks-balances/
http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-02-01/news/frosh-week-finances-faze-faculty-societies/
The biggest hurdle: http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-06-24/news/council-silences-frosh-week/
Nice Quotes Jeff http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-07-29/news/frosh-concert-finds-new-home/comments/
I would feel more legit if I could find Whig-Standard archives.
I didn't do a bad job with the media, in retrospect...
The mess I walked into:
http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-03-07/news/report-calls-frosh-week-checks-balances/
http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-02-01/news/frosh-week-finances-faze-faculty-societies/
The biggest hurdle: http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-06-24/news/council-silences-frosh-week/
Nice Quotes Jeff http://www.queensjournal.ca/story/2008-07-29/news/frosh-concert-finds-new-home/comments/
I would feel more legit if I could find Whig-Standard archives.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Grinding
Hours after I post my concerns about China revolt breaks out. That's some prophetic shit.
I digress. Today was Monday, the day I so arrogantly declared I had been waiting for. Truth be told, it was great and my prophecies ring true once again. I was three minutes from spooning out my eye balls from the boredom/headaches associated with watching movies for 72 hours, work offered some reprieve.
Things weren't looking good, initially. My boss started this rant about "expectations" while I looked for English speaking Dr.'s on the internet. The settling of mucus in my lungs while I slept the night before had things looking dire. In previous days I've had some sort of fog occupying my brain that puts me on par with a trisomy 21 fourth-grade spelling bee, not so today. I should have known the mental clarity was a sign things would improve. A few hours later I was breathing clearly and now I feel better than ever.
Stay tuned for my official declaration of victory.
I also think it's worth mentioning that I "ran train" on call-rates. Hopefully I'm going to close some deals this week, and by hopefully, I of course mean: I will do everything in my power to make it so.
I digress. Today was Monday, the day I so arrogantly declared I had been waiting for. Truth be told, it was great and my prophecies ring true once again. I was three minutes from spooning out my eye balls from the boredom/headaches associated with watching movies for 72 hours, work offered some reprieve.
Things weren't looking good, initially. My boss started this rant about "expectations" while I looked for English speaking Dr.'s on the internet. The settling of mucus in my lungs while I slept the night before had things looking dire. In previous days I've had some sort of fog occupying my brain that puts me on par with a trisomy 21 fourth-grade spelling bee, not so today. I should have known the mental clarity was a sign things would improve. A few hours later I was breathing clearly and now I feel better than ever.
Stay tuned for my official declaration of victory.
I also think it's worth mentioning that I "ran train" on call-rates. Hopefully I'm going to close some deals this week, and by hopefully, I of course mean: I will do everything in my power to make it so.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
The Critical Concept of China
Developing...
This particular tyrade does have an immediate and underlying prompt.
Since arriving in the present post-communist destination I find myself occupying, I have thought a lot about China. Maybe it's because the last chapter of the last book I finished was about China. I've started new books, and an audiobook, so that seems unlikey. More probable is that I am interested to see how the Chinese political situation plays out. After having my own reality sucker punched by a vivid account of the shortcomings of state-run markets my curiosity has been tickled.
Yesterday I caught myself in the middle of posing a question to myself about the aging population. Either a lot of people are going to sufer a quickly eroding quality of life and then death or healthcare costs are going to get a baseball bat to the bottom-left side of the jaw and fly through the roof. Drugs are getting more expensive despite what mitigation might result from novel risk-sharing pricing strategies.
Their military is the biggest employer in the world, so that must help.
ASIDE: With regards to my health, I dare say it's improving. I have some information on Slovak Doctor's that looks promisingI will continue to lay low, work and watch pirated movies. I think the highest level activity I will pursue is going to Strkovecke Jazero for a few hours. A true communist working mans paradise.
UPDATE: http://news.bnonews.com/fvdz
UPDATE II Crazy Unemployment Map
This particular tyrade does have an immediate and underlying prompt.
Since arriving in the present post-communist destination I find myself occupying, I have thought a lot about China. Maybe it's because the last chapter of the last book I finished was about China. I've started new books, and an audiobook, so that seems unlikey. More probable is that I am interested to see how the Chinese political situation plays out. After having my own reality sucker punched by a vivid account of the shortcomings of state-run markets my curiosity has been tickled.
Yesterday I caught myself in the middle of posing a question to myself about the aging population. Either a lot of people are going to sufer a quickly eroding quality of life and then death or healthcare costs are going to get a baseball bat to the bottom-left side of the jaw and fly through the roof. Drugs are getting more expensive despite what mitigation might result from novel risk-sharing pricing strategies.
Their military is the biggest employer in the world, so that must help.
ASIDE: With regards to my health, I dare say it's improving. I have some information on Slovak Doctor's that looks promisingI will continue to lay low, work and watch pirated movies. I think the highest level activity I will pursue is going to Strkovecke Jazero for a few hours. A true communist working mans paradise.
UPDATE: http://news.bnonews.com/fvdz
UPDATE II Crazy Unemployment Map
Saturday, July 4, 2009
That time I felt like an asshole.
When concert girl was here we had just gone to Tesco to buy what else? Absinth, d'uh. We were waiting for a tram and this strange looking old lady approached us slowly. She was decked out in quasi-gypsy clothing and wheeling around some kind of trunk/cooler. She hobbled towards us and started mumbling hopefully-sounding in Slovak.
I know how this gig goes, she's going to ask me for money, or to sign something pledging money or distract me while i get robbed. I shake my head and back away. She looks especially disappointed. Our tram was coming, I had to go.
From the window I see another strapping young fellow, apparently Slovak, helping her lift her trunk of groceries onto the same tram. Oops.
I know how this gig goes, she's going to ask me for money, or to sign something pledging money or distract me while i get robbed. I shake my head and back away. She looks especially disappointed. Our tram was coming, I had to go.
From the window I see another strapping young fellow, apparently Slovak, helping her lift her trunk of groceries onto the same tram. Oops.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Sick Day
Given how I was quasi-berated for my health status at work yesterday, and the hybrid SARS-H1N1 condition that hallmakrs my current state, I've been cornered into taking my first professional sick day. It's bullshit. While those underachievers amongst us might revel in sporadic naps interspersed with episodes of House, the pleasure I find is equatable to the most meagre slice of the pie. I think this metaphorical pie might also be the pre-made kind that's crust crumbles when you try to remove it from the aluminum tray, you also get whipped cream on your shirt sleeve during the vain effort. Moreover, you can only watch so many episodes of a show about people with the craziest diseases before you start to imagine new symptoms.
Sometimes I think I'm getting an outrageous fever before I remember it's 34 degrees, humid and sunny.
I feel like a giant slacker, but the accompanying lethargy is surprisingly debilitating. Sorry ambition. This afternoon I will strive to make the most of my situation. Like when hungover, productivity and usefulness can be amped up by doing small easy and menial things that you have to do anyways. Examples include laundry, cleaning, other simple things. Unlike Saturday mornings, I feel my cognitive faculties are a little less impaired. I will find the apex on the "productivity vs. mental ability" hyperbola for my particular state.
You see folks, this morning I deemed it of priority to drag my decrepit corpse (really it's not THAT bad, just being dramatic) to the pharmacy. On the first few days I lived here, before I started working I learned we had an elementary school within an empty beer bottles lob from our balcony. Listening to hundreds of screaming kids at 9am reminded me of days off at camp. At the time it was comforting. Today, for only a second, I caught myself wondering why there were no kids screaming, obviously it's summer. After that, I felt a little bit out of touch. So, I think I'm going to sit on the balcony and plan, make some goals and figure out how to be a little more awesome, if I may be so bold. I'm going to bake in the sun listening to a fresh playlist on stolen beach chairs. I think the consistently consumed record levels of fluid intake have helped but they have also kept my kidneys busy in a big way.
I'm making the most of my miserable situation. I dare say it but I cannot wait for Monday, assuming I survive.
UPDATE: Billy Mays, lessons learned.
UPDATE II: Slovakia on the front of the International NYT
Sometimes I think I'm getting an outrageous fever before I remember it's 34 degrees, humid and sunny.
I feel like a giant slacker, but the accompanying lethargy is surprisingly debilitating. Sorry ambition. This afternoon I will strive to make the most of my situation. Like when hungover, productivity and usefulness can be amped up by doing small easy and menial things that you have to do anyways. Examples include laundry, cleaning, other simple things. Unlike Saturday mornings, I feel my cognitive faculties are a little less impaired. I will find the apex on the "productivity vs. mental ability" hyperbola for my particular state.
You see folks, this morning I deemed it of priority to drag my decrepit corpse (really it's not THAT bad, just being dramatic) to the pharmacy. On the first few days I lived here, before I started working I learned we had an elementary school within an empty beer bottles lob from our balcony. Listening to hundreds of screaming kids at 9am reminded me of days off at camp. At the time it was comforting. Today, for only a second, I caught myself wondering why there were no kids screaming, obviously it's summer. After that, I felt a little bit out of touch. So, I think I'm going to sit on the balcony and plan, make some goals and figure out how to be a little more awesome, if I may be so bold. I'm going to bake in the sun listening to a fresh playlist on stolen beach chairs. I think the consistently consumed record levels of fluid intake have helped but they have also kept my kidneys busy in a big way.
I'm making the most of my miserable situation. I dare say it but I cannot wait for Monday, assuming I survive.
UPDATE: Billy Mays, lessons learned.
UPDATE II: Slovakia on the front of the International NYT
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Surprising to feel safer in Bratislava.
I think I have a bacterial infection in the sinus region. I drank record-setting levels of tea today. I need to be healthy. I get temporarily stuck in the elevator about once a week, I don't want that same standard of healthcare. The idea of doctors not being able to understand you, or you them, is a little disarming. This breathing thing is becoming somewhat laborious.
The number of people that have quit or been fired stands at 8, since my arrival. I think that puts us at 1.3 a week.
I'm falling asleep in a big way.
I think I have a bacterial infection in the sinus region. I drank record-setting levels of tea today. I need to be healthy. I get temporarily stuck in the elevator about once a week, I don't want that same standard of healthcare. The idea of doctors not being able to understand you, or you them, is a little disarming. This breathing thing is becoming somewhat laborious.
The number of people that have quit or been fired stands at 8, since my arrival. I think that puts us at 1.3 a week.
I'm falling asleep in a big way.
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