The title of this post comes from the party I had hear the other weekend. Sarah asked for an ‘h’ on the end of her name, so to annoy me so did other people. So when Jon asked I changed his name to “Ultra Gay”. It’s like tide, only there is more sperm involved and you’re left smelling like a summer breeze. And some bowel problems.

Among other things.

I realize it’s been a while and I don’t have an excuse. Kept saying “I should write something” and then never got around to doing it. My computer dying hasn’t helped that situation out much either I suppose.

That having been said I have two pretty exciting pieces of news. 1) I have purchased a new computer (the first in 6 years) and it was supposed to arrive today. Dell Customer service guys can suck my schlong. 2) I have started my own business.

You know what would suck? If some random stalker got my phone number from that……. there, now it’s blacked out. And no, my business card does not really say “OSTBear” on it. I’m a goof, not retarded.

I got tired of my previous employer ripping people off left right and center, got tired of computer stores treating customers like idiots, got tired of hearing people charged $50 just to be told the printer is broken. God has been puting this on my heart for a while. And I told him if he wanted me to, he just had to let me know. And he knows how angry I get when someone takes advantage of someone else… so I started on the path.

It’s scary, and awesome all rolled into one big ball.

A Green Ball. hehehe.

What, they can’t all be Ultra Gay .

There is one unfortunate hitch that I’ve run into, and that is my land lady is not paying her taxes. She pitched a fit about me starting my own business saying I couldn’t apply for the license because then the government might figure out she has people living here. Major problem.

Of course it doesn’t help we’re constantly butting heads over her Marijuana problem. Thankfully, all of her getting stoned has left her retarded and she’s not smart enough to realize she can just kick me out. Well… she can’t really. If she does without cause I’m pretty sure the RCMP would appreciate photos of her habbit, and the government would appreciate documentation of the people taking up residence here.

For those of you who don’t know me well enough, I’ll tell you something about me. NEVER go to war with me. EVER. I fight tooth and nail and even if I lose you won’t feel at all like you’ve won.

But hopefully I can get something soon. I NEED to get something soon. I need to get an add in the paper and start up my business, get the (green)ball rolling asap.

Anyways, I have to write something in Vana’Diel Tales as well so I’m going to head’er.

/Beware the Bear.

PS: For anyone who’s a Nickleback fan, check out their new CD. AWESOME SAUCE.

I think it is my Wireless card. I can’t say for certain at this point, but now that I’ve removed the thing my computer is suddenly very lively. Where as two hours ago I was afraid it might turn into another Hell Gate, much like Joel’s Hell Gate. That’s the nick name I gave his laptop.

It was a gate.

To Hell.

I’m pretty much moved into my new place (read: Half my shit still isn’t unpacked) and I have to say I’m pretty stoked to be in a place that is really my own. I’m grateful to the family that gave me a place to stay, God put them in my path not just to give me a roof over my head, but I’m glad to be somewhere paying rent and making home. To christen the place I bought a new book shelf, a new computer/work desk, and a dresser from the Sally Anne all for $100. I’m probably going to buy myself a decent office chair too, but that depends on how much money I make delivering pizzas tomorrow. And yes I am saving up for school, but I do kind of need this stuff.

I won’t lie, I’m probably going to splurge a bit on the chair though.

I will get you guys some pictures, but I need to re-install all of my photo software and I actually need to find the USB cable for my camera.

I also need to unpack, and this takes presidence over pretty well everything.

I start my new job on Monday, pretty stoked I gotta tell yah. Even more so since my managers at Wal-Mart begged me to stay, which lets me know that I really do have a pretty solid work ethic. I’m pretty proud of that.

For those among you that would lift a word up in prayer, please remember Chipmunk as she is starting to adjust to University life. It sounds like she’s enjoying herself, but a little extra help couldn’t hurt.

Big prayers to my Brother as he begins his new life with his new wife in his house on 3rd and trife…

Don’t worry, I’m dissapointed in myself.

Beware the Bear.

I don’t know what’s up with the spacing on that last post, I honestly don’t. I was editing it and then when I saved it the spacing was gone.

I’ve tried to put it back twice now, but it’s not workin’ out.

I’ll figure it out another day. 

This is a preview of what the new site is going to look like. I’d ask you to tell me what to think, but the 14 or so of you who read this thing don’t leave comments…. Ever…. Except Annalise, ’cause she’s my hero… And now I actually feel pretty guilty because it’s been forever since I read her blog.

<shrugs> I’ll fix that eventually.

I’m pretty juiced for this website update actually. I’m doing all new image tricks with photoshop, stretching my limits… It’ll be fun at any rate….

My only major concern of ‘course is this CSS thing. I don’t actually have rights to modify layouts and so on, and the widget system is something new and none of my HTML editors deal with them… and the web tutorials are sparse at best.

but it shall be done…. oh shall it ever be done.

I’ve just been busy… VERY busy. Let’s start from the beginning shall we?

Or at least what I’ve decided is the beginning. That’s right, this is my blog.

I lost my job. Yes, my fancy computer job. I was laid off and I now work for minimum wage at a fast food place nights and grave yards so I can go to school this September. Of course this is not so much fun, as I have to work pretty well full time so I can afford things I put myself into debt for… like my vehicle.

And many of you are saying now “Retard, why did you put yourself in debt?”. And I answer with, “Up yours,” followed by, “Because I wanted a vehicle that wasn’t going to fall apart on me, so I purchased a nice van my parents were going to give back at the end of the lease. And I did this, because my previous boss said my job wasn’t going to disappear, that I had nothing to worry about, and everything would be fine.”

A week later and I’m given my walking papers. I mean, I was nervous at first, but my boss gave no real indication that anything was going sideways, then one day after being at a clients at 5 in the bloody morning till about 12, he just hands me my papers and tells me to turn in… well everything.

I’m left with several issues, most of which can be summed up in the word bills. Unfortunately, working a minimum wage job or even above minimum wage, wasn’t going to be enough to cover bills and save any money. I wanted to move with my Girlfriend when she moved for school, so this wasn’t suitable… However, in a moment of sheer genius (Read: What the F*** was I thinking?) I realized that if I went back to school, I could stop payments on student loans, I would get 200 odd dollars from the government because of some stuff with my mom, and working a minimum wage job for 30 hours a week would give me enough to pay bills, plus some for saving… And I could get more education.

Bachelors of Science in Computation to be exact. Which would give me more than enough education to say, start my own business… Mighty Wings Designs might find wings after all.

Unfortunately, this has left me working like crazy, doing pretty much all grave yards, and neglecting… well a lot. I was doing a big website project for a friend that has had to take a back seat, which has been a hard thing for me as I gave the man my word. My Girlfriend hasn’t seen me in forever, and we’ve had practically no time together. I’m doing the job I have now, plus some for saving for school… and I’m just generally tired. I really am worn down. I’m having trouble functioning on most levels, and my knee is killing me… and I’m stressed…. Which doesn’t happen that often.

<insert sigh here>

But I suppose there is one bright side to all of this, other than the fact I’ve FINALLY made an update to my blog…

I’m Still Standing.

I’m a computer guy. I tinker, I toy, I program, I upgrade, I destroy. There’s not a heck of a lot I can’t do with computers, and the things I don’t know, well I can learn those pretty darn quick. I imagine my shock and HORROR however to discover the woman I have grown to cherish and love in the 4 months we’ve been ‘official’ does not update her computer.

There was like 20 odd updates that needed to be installed, some of them as far back as 3 months ago were sitting on the Microsoft updated site, waiting to be plucked like a luscious apple… correction, orange. That’s actually a strange thing for me. I love apple juice, not so much apples. I love Oranges (favourite fruit) but I am not a huge fan of most orange juice (well I like the thick pulpy stuff that you can get at the grocery store in the fridge).

It’s vastly important to run updates on your PC. The horror stories where they completely turn your computer sideways are few and far between, and most times they’re handed out to fix potential issues, and to protect from potential virus attacks. Worms like Sasser, Love Bug, DaVinci, Michelangelo…. they could have all been avoided if people had properly updated their computers, as they took advantage of known holes in the OS.

And don’t even bother jumping up and down about Mac…. They’re just as bad, just not as popular so you don’t hear about it as much.

I am aware that some updates are Superfluous… but those I don’t care too much about, as long as you run the critical updates… I’m fine.

I should probably get back to work now, as I’m going to get hectically busy pretty quick here.