arclightzero

So it's not so much that I dislike snow or slippery roads or whatever. I drive a truck and have little problem plowing through most of the mess, not to mention the fact that I am at least reasonably intelligent and:
a. know how to drive
b. know how fast to drive in snow
c. know how to control my vehicle in snow
d. know to maintain some sort of cool

So really, it's the other people that bother me. I know that I can make it from point a to point b without killing myself or others in any sort of adverse weather. Hell, I was weened on this stuff. But these other people. Jesus. It's these other fools on the road that are goingt o get me killed, and that really irritates me.
Yesterday I had a ghetto-ass gang banging thug piece of shit in his new Chrysler 300 with 22" chrome rims and the bone shattering stereo RIDING my ass all the way down 35E on my way home. I mean, what the hell? I'm going as fast as the people in front of me and the condition of the roads allows me to, and this a-hole is so close I can't see the front of his hood any more. Several times he tried to pass and I watched as he tried to speed around me, tires spinning and back-end swaying, only to find that traffic in all lanes sucked.
Really. What's the point? If I thought for a minute that this yahoo had insurance I would have jammed my brakes and sent his expensive-ass car into my rear bumper and tought him a lesson in winter driving... But alas, I've been screwed once already by drivers with no insurance, so I resisted... Sad.

Well, I can't believe it's been a year since I last wrote in this thing. Interestingly, I can't believe this thing is still here. Makes me wonder how often LJ cleans house... Hrm.
So, what's new in the life of arclightzero? Glad you ask.

arclightzero 101 : A Primer

Early 2005: Got myself into marital trouble time and again. Nothing serious, but hell, when you're in a controlling relationship, even the small things are serious. Things turn ugly. Attempt marriage counseling only to find that marriage counseling = attack the guy because he's *obviously* an evil scourge and the wife can do no wrong. HA! Social life diminishes and drinking escalates.

April 2005: Just days before my wedding anniversary I got wasted again and came home late. Get kicked out but am too wasted to drive. Spend night on couch. Go to work the next morning. Come home to find my stuff packed for me already. Neat. Off to dad's on the East Side. No words are echanged for weeks. Social life diminshes further (I'm living with my dad and step mom).

May 2005: Back to downtown. I get an apartment without thinking (the need to extricate myself from my dad's house outweighed logic and reasoning). Oops. Shoulda realized that 1 income isn't so easy to live off of after being married and having 2. I flounder for a while, working my ass off to try to pay for this. Social life becomes non-existant. Note: for some strange reason my soon-to-be ex-wife gets a new apartment in the same building as me. What the fuck?

June 2005: File for divorce. Quit my piece of shit job suddenly. Have a good job lined up that falls through before I start due to the company going bankrupt. Uh oh. Live off savings for a while. Look for new job.

August 2005: Divorce goes through. I get fucked on it, but it could have been worse.

September 2005: Find great new job and start working again. Having the summer off would have been nice and relaxing if I wasn't so terrified of not finding a job. Oh well. Vacation's over.

October 2005: Bite the bullet and pay the ridiculous fee to break my lease and get out of my apartment and into one a bit cheaper that I can at least pay for and have enough left over to eat (which I found out is a nice option). At this point I'm in West St. Paul.

January 2006: Start looking for a small house.

February 2006: My birthday. Hell, I'm 27 now. I realize I've almost been out of school 10 years. How depressing.

March 1, 2006: Close on my new house. Move out of town to St. Croix Falls, WI. So now I'm a cheese head. Why? Well, I'm smarter than most. I live with a view of the river in a wonderful house with a big yard for about $50,000 less than the MN side equivilant... Besides, I like cheese.

So that takes me to today... Which is a whole new journal entry...
ciao.

Yeah, it really has been a couple weeks since I last wrote anything. Have I really been that busy? Yeah. And I'm furious about it. I loathe this whole christmas thing. Work has been insane, home has been insane, family has been insane... Although I assure you, I'm still quite sane... Just a little frazzled, that's all. If I can make it through the week without killing anybody, it'll be a good week.
In other news, what happens when things go bad in my life? Usually they get worse. It's a spledid cascading effect that makes my life so damned exciting. Once that ball of misery starts rolling, it's hard to stop and it just keeps getting bigger and bigger until it flattens me completely.
Most accurately, that is my current condition. A cascading series of events combined with the christmas thing, and I'm about totally destroyed. What a life I lead.

So I would best describe my mood today as caustic, which I have also determined is a very under used and under appreciated word.
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Working overnights. Oh joy, I enjoy few things more than sitting on my arse at work all night long. Especially my friday night. Had a big wedding tonight, and I decided that the only thing worsr than a wedding is working at one. I mean, you're talking about drunken debauchery galore, and I'm here to but the kabash on it. Personally, I'd rather be taking part in it; instead I'm getting shit from angry people as I take their drinks from their drunken asses because they can' stand up on their own any more. Ok, sdo maybe I don't want to partake in that, but I am rather fond of well dressed women who are looking for nothing more than a good time in a fancy hotel. Oh well, such is life. I really don't think I would do anything if I had the chance anyway. I'm all talk :P
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The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Very High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	Extreme
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

So once more, here I am. My only saving grace is that they finally bought a half-way decent chair for the office. My butt was going numb before.
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So, we're here at work, we're 23% full and we're bored as hell. We've heard that there is a ghost of a little girl down in engineering (sub-basement 2), and we're planning on going and checking it out tonight. The engineers have all seen her, and we have heard many stories about freaky 'cold breath' type feelings in their faces and whatnot.. And this is during the day. SO, tonight we're going down to the deepest part of the basement with just flashlights and see if we can turn up a ghost. I'll post more as the evening progresses.

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Expedition 1 was a bust. A creepy bust, but we didn't see anything. We went down there armed with 2 flashlights, one of which ceased to work which was a. annoying and b. kinda creepy. We walked past the boilers and immediately got the 'something's wrong' feeling. We stood there looking around, trying to see something. Supposedly the little girl likes to peek around corners, so we were watching all the dark corners carefully. A mop fell somewhere in the room, scared the hell out of us, and we left. But there will be more expeditions. I'm determined to see this ghostly girl, damnit.

Strangely, I don't have anything to complain about today. The sun is shining, it's nice and cold out... Ok, so I'm at work which sucks, but oh well. It can't always be perfect.
So instead, today we're going to cover what it is to be fringe.
( oh no! )

With work nearing completion, it's time for the teaser...
[dead but dreaming]