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Sunday, June 19, 2005
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Yeah, it's been a while...

But I don't see eRIc beating down the doors to post either, so I can rationalize my behavior by comparing myself to others. Some of you may find this thinking flawed... and you would probably be right. On the other hand, I just really haven't had that much to post about. I'm no longer instructing for OSU; I've turned in my two weeks notice and I start my internship tomorrow. I'm excited, but that may be short-lived... we'll see.

I finally have broadband internet access again since I'm living once again in civilization. I had the opportunity to review all the xangas that for some reason I feel compelled to read despite not really knowing any of the individuals that well. I place the blame squarely on seashell, because she lists them so conveniently on her own xanga. Something I used to have to visit Josh's xanga (or blog) for... until he changed his format again (hey, bring back the notebook paper and paperclips.) I digress, and I guess I shouldn't say anything bad about seashell, lest she start beating me or something...

Well, I realized the other day that this will be the first summer that I will not be working for the Tech Department for as long as I care to think about. (only four years, but thinking back further than that is work... and I'm lazy.) I've got to say, I thought I would miss it... but I really don't. I get all the enjoyment of popping in and saying hi to everyone without all the heartache of moving those damn computers in and out of the stupid rooms and hunting for peripherals because some janitor thought it would be a good idea to hide the keyboards. Ok, two can play at that game, I'm going to drag this table across your newly waxed floor... HA! Take that! Anyway, it's simply safer this way. I no longer run the risk of Manteca getting angry and throwing a co-worker at me. Most of all, I don't miss getting those calls from everyone's favorite user. (eRIc does this voice best) "Jeff... can you come take a look at my computer, I think it's broke... later I need to ask you about some personal hygiene issues..." (Sorry folks... inside joke... eRIc, Josh you can stop laughing now.)

On the downside, I do miss running the Non-Descript White Van into a tree in the Johnson's front yard, dropping thousand dollar printers in front of Beryl Henry, watching a computer fly off a table that eRIc was spinning around, seeing Josh run a radio flyer wagon into a window, and eRIc yelling "I can fix it!" over and over again after he destroyed a computer monitor. I miss throwing laptop computers from the roof of the high school in the name of science and comedy. I'm pretty much neutral about all the scripting stuff that Kyle tried to teach me the second summer I worked there... I'm just really not sure who he thought he was dealing with. I think he just needed a sounding board that wouldn't yell back at him. Oh, but I would pay to see that look on his face again when I got him to eat that two week old donut!

Well... I'm tired, and I've got work tomorrow... so... don't break anything too expensive.

Jeff C.


 
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