<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:15:58.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comp974</title><subtitle type='html'>Its all about me... ok, maybe not totally, but it is about me and my life. And my religious thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-6648360770763455205</id><published>2009-01-22T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:23:58.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day, where the heck is the dollar?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know that at times I can get away from this blogging thing for a while, but it isn't like I really think about it all the time. Mostly, it is to allow myself to either &lt;em&gt;a&lt;/em&gt;) vent, &lt;em&gt;b&lt;/em&gt;) organize my mind, &lt;em&gt;c&lt;/em&gt;) complete my self-appreciation or &lt;em&gt;d&lt;/em&gt;) complain! Lets see, since my last post, I have quite my job, started my own business (&lt;a href="http://www.pcexpertnetworking.com/"&gt;http://www.pcexpertnetworking.com&lt;/a&gt;), lost a major client from one of my bigger clients (CRAP!), and haven't had any major work for the past couple of days due to the wonderful world of the economy SUCKING! (yes, frustration is one of those complaining statements right). Well, if there is nothing massive to do, then it is time to get a better handle on what you do. Right now, the only long term item the I have going on is that I have a client who is having backup issues, the backup software company can't seem to give me a straight answer as to what is going on, and I am simply out of ideas except for one and that is not a good one.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am currently starting up my Linux trials again (please see my conversion posts, &lt;a href="http://convertmetolinux.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://convertmetolinux.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and am going about bettering myself in order to understand linux better. If things work out,  I can add Linux managment to my list of skill sets and offerings, then after I have accomplished that, I will move on to MACs (if they still exist).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I figure that is enough of a teaser for right now, so to all I say, "Good Night, and God Bless!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-6648360770763455205?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/6648360770763455205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=6648360770763455205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/6648360770763455205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/6648360770763455205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-day-where-heck-is-dollar.html' title='A new day, where the heck is the dollar?'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-2285967907510748668</id><published>2008-02-25T23:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:22:45.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in Paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I made it to work, was at about half mast the majority of the day, what appeared to be the worst was when the cough syrup wore off. I think I had better get to the drugstore tomorrow morning and get some cough drops. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Had one of those DOH! moments... spent about two hours working on a printer, trying to figure out why it wasn't printing right... did everything I could think of, changed settings, rebooted the server went to update the firmware and printed out a configuration and it started printing several copies. DOH! Did a factory reset of the system and VIOLA! it worked perfectly. Boy, did I feel stupid.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well, I guess that is all for now... so to all a good night, and God bless...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-2285967907510748668?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/2285967907510748668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=2285967907510748668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/2285967907510748668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/2285967907510748668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Another day in Paradise'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-9200316945464025674</id><published>2008-02-24T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:20:00.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Sick Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, here I am sitting here in front of the TV going nuts! Literally, going NUTS! I have been sick since Monday, and I have a new boss sitting at work trying to figure things out, but I don't think he is doing to well. I have been called a couple of times since I was out, had to correct the test backups. Had got several comments from others about things not so good and many people are missing me already. I don't know what is going to happen in this process.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, I am sitting here trying to study, checkout some new software, try and figure out a game plan for next week, and figure out what kind of damage I am going in on Monday to see. I hope that I can go at least 80% tomorrow or else I will have problems.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Missed talking to my fiance' last night. Man, that still feels weird saying that I have&amp;#160; a fiance'! It isn't a bad feeling, but it is weird. I terribly miss her every single day. I can't believe how lonesome I am. It was bad enough before I met her, hell it has been bad enough since I was 9 or 10, but this is about hundred times worse. I MUST find some work that will support us soon, when this facade breaks, it isn't going to be good. I know I can keep it under control for a few months before my ability to mask my emotions buckles. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, that's all for now, until next time... May God Bless...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-9200316945464025674?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/9200316945464025674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=9200316945464025674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/9200316945464025674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/9200316945464025674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-sick-day.html' title='Another Sick Day'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-6034366851690083501</id><published>2007-11-09T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:00:16.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day of twists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PKbVNzk1bc/RzVhmWFtquI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sifi5Jp8gXo/s1600-h/0004thpt-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PKbVNzk1bc/RzVhmWFtquI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sifi5Jp8gXo/s320/0004thpt-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Well, today was strange. I didn't make it to the graduation ceremonies. Now I know what you are about to say, but it wasn't entirely my fault. there were a couple of things that killed it. First, my parents got scared about the split second timing that I had scheduled, which caused several little arguments and followed by a realization that mom couldn't handle the time that we would be stuck in graduation. See, she has a hip condition where she can't sit for very long, this has caused several problems, but not a big disaster till now. Since they wouldn't be able to go, I decided that it probably wouldn't be a great process, so it was at this point that we decided to call this off. We then went and did some shopping and enjoyed the rest of the day, which was good because we quit arguing so much and I wasn't able to pick up the server till 3 o'clock, well into the ceremonies. Did some minor things, and rested (WOW, what an effect). Then we went to see Mario and his family at the brazilian resteraunt. The food was excellent, the company was even better. I did have a lot of fun, but the brat, mario, decided to hoodwink me and he paid the bill... I am going to have to come up with a method to pay him back, but I think I already have that plan in process (MUAHAHAHAHAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a great digital camera today for a graduation present, I still think my mom and dad went above and beyond with it. I had it at the resteraunt, and I might post some of the pictures in a later post... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all, I think I am going to call it a night, Good night and God Bless&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-6034366851690083501?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/6034366851690083501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=6034366851690083501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/6034366851690083501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/6034366851690083501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2007/11/day-of-twists.html' title='The day of twists'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PKbVNzk1bc/RzVhmWFtquI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Sifi5Jp8gXo/s72-c/0004thpt-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-3130023971449746281</id><published>2007-11-08T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:22:32.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in paradise</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is what I am facing this next couple of weeks. First this week is a server deployment week, spent all day yesterday dealing with setting up and getting the server configured, today was supposed to be a little bit of the deployment, but didn't have anything to do when we got there.  After I got home, I got a call from my main work called and I had to go into it to get some file setup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I have a commencement graduation ceremony to go in Anaheim (over an hour away) at 1:00 pm. I need to get a server that is to be deployed next week at another place at, hopefully, 12:00 pm in Pasadena. Now this is possible, if and only if, the wonderful shipment arrives on time, there is no traffic, and everything runs smoothly. If I miss this window, then I get to wait till Monday when the place opens again to pick up the device which has to be shipped out on Monday already configured so that on Tuesday when I arrive in Colorado the server is there.  This is what I mean when I say that this next couple of weeks are going to be split second, even now my main work is calling me to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I still have to do the work for another client via programming requirements, which needs to get done. This is in addition to my homework and time with my family. I have to worry about getting everything from my team mates from school so that on Monday I will have everything for the presentation that we will have to give. The only thing that brings my mind rest is that in less then three months, I will be with my love, and seeing if things will work out between her and I. I am scared, what if things don't work out, what if things are not even semi-smooth, so many variables are not calculate-able, I really can not predict the possibilities. To much for me to calculate without any additional details. The only thing that I can count on is that Rizza, Francis, Angelee and who knows who else are trying to do everything that they can to help this relationship as much as they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it is back to the data mines for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-3130023971449746281?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/3130023971449746281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=3130023971449746281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/3130023971449746281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/3130023971449746281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Another day in paradise'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-6806863787214513802</id><published>2007-04-25T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T00:01:41.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, this has been a long day, very productive, but long. I started with the basic work that had to be done. I got my laptop up and running, and then was able to start the day... I had to get the virtual workstations from the storage area, which I was able to get one from the workstation while the students where busily getting their lesson for the day. I also snuck a keyboard from storage so that I could replace an employee's bad keyboard (which I will hold onto till I have a chance to check it out and determine if it can be fixed). I was able to grab one of the virtual machine files, but was unable to access the other one. So off to the office I go... I adapted the workstation to adhere to the new server and then added the the users to the system. During the trainers lunch, I went back to storage, replaced the server and the one workstation and also reset the other workstation to the appropriate settings. I sometimes forget how impressive it looks to someone who doesn't know how the computers work in networking styles, because I really impressed the tutor, who had returned before I was finished. The rest of the day went without incident, oh well...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a side note...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, this is the geek in me… I was watching Enterprise (yes, I am a treky) and I found out something interesting (yes, I am a fanboy who watches the screens as they appear) and I found out that the enterprise runs linux!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, when the bad guy deleted all the data (nope, they don't have trash bins) and when it erased, it showed that 19.3 xb freed. Read below for what XB is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just exactly how large is a yottabyte?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 byte = 8 bits (usually)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 kilobyte = 1 KB (1 KB = 2&lt;sup&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,024 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 megabyte = 1024 KB (1 MB = 2&lt;sup&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,048,576 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 gigabyte = 1024 MB (1 GB = 2&lt;sup&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,073,741,824 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 terabyte = 1024 GB (1 TB = 2&lt;sup&gt;40&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,099,511,627,776 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 petabyte = 1024 TB (1 PB = 2&lt;sup&gt;50&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,125,899,906,842,624 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 exabyte = 1024 PB (1 XB = 2&lt;sup&gt;60&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,152,921,504,606,846,976 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 zettabyte = 1024 XB (1 ZB = 2&lt;sup&gt;70&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,180,591,620,717,411,303,424 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 yottabyte = 1024 ZB (1 YB = 2&lt;sup&gt;80&lt;/sup&gt; bytes) = 1,208,925,819,614,629,174,706,176 bytes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The prefixes "TB", "XB" or "EB", "ZB", and "YB" are not in common use (yet); I'm assuming them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-6806863787214513802?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/6806863787214513802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=6806863787214513802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/6806863787214513802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/6806863787214513802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-day.html' title='Long Day'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-4734527673818394561</id><published>2007-04-21T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:53:38.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day!</title><content type='html'>ok, I now know that my love is fine, and  doing well in her hometown. She doesn't want to take about what happened to much. I think there is more going on then what she is telling me and it concerns me a little, but I trust her.  She is going to stay in her hometown till I have a chance to go and meet her in december time. I am really thankful to angelee for making sure that I had the oppertunity to talk to her and relieve my stress, I was so concerned about what was going and how she was doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a standard day, did some maintance on my system and made sure that everything was in tip top condition, need to finish up some minor bit more tomorrow, also need to reinstall an windows 2003 interface...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking at purchasing an Action Pack from Microsoft. I am going to talk to the geeks about this and try to determine if they are interested in this. I am certain that they will be, but I am going to buy it and go from there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little of the history between today, and the last post that I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got 2 computers that were messed up, first one had a harddrive error, and then a ton of spyware/viruses. I didn't think it would have that much viruses because McAfee was installed, unfortunately, it wasn't working right... not renewed. Since it was a WinXP Home edition, I had to work a little harder because there were several hundred folders that had no permissions, was very difficult to finally get to, but then was able to gain access and determine that they were actually attempts by McAfee to update and install the new version.&lt;br /&gt;Fixed it and got it back to the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second computer is also a Win XP Home edition, although it only had some bad Malware and that was easily removed using Adaware and AVG, it seems that they have a new software that kills spyware, and searchs for rootkits. Installed and killed malware, and happiness abounds. Will return to Owner on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-4734527673818394561?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/4734527673818394561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=4734527673818394561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/4734527673818394561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/4734527673818394561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-day.html' title='A new day!'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-7676922412937089279</id><published>2007-04-09T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:28:50.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Day</title><content type='html'>Alright, it has been one of those days that is a disaster. At least when I got done all was working correctly. Anyway, I will talk to you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all, and God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-7676922412937089279?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/7676922412937089279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=7676922412937089279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/7676922412937089279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/7676922412937089279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2007/04/tired-day.html' title='Tired Day'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-8670406137194794669</id><published>2007-04-08T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:03:32.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Successful Day</title><content type='html'>ok, I succesfully got that damn virus today, I also got the Server installed and the workstation setup, with full updates and office. I need to make sure that I get the Exchange working perfectly, and set everything up and test it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got further with my Linux conversion, but I am still really missing my love. She still hasn't contacted me. I don't know what is going on, and I am still kinda worried. I know Angelee said that she was ok, but I don't know if I can wait till the 19th to hear from her. But what can I do but wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my friend Mario for a little bit, he reminded me about the MOTG, and I didn't have an answer as to when it is going to happen. I know that I am concerned about the status of Juan and his new team/class. From the sound of it, he doesn't have a team, a time, or a clue as to what he is going to do. he looks like he is going to have an easy class, but unless he starts getting it together I am afraid he isn't going to pull through this last course. I think I pushed to much while I was on his team, now he doesn't seem to have enough of a self-motivation on his own. I sure hope that isn't the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the sounds of it though, Mario is doing terrific in his class, even though he is not to happy about it.  He appearently has a team leader who is a micro manager and a nit picky person who requires everything their own way. A major switch from the way I used to do things with them. They always told me that I was the leader, but I only did what was necessary, what had to be done, and I only pushed when necessary. I wasn't the leader, I was one of the five facilitators of our education. We all brought something important and where able to assist each other in the learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that is more then enough for tonight, This is Eric, saying God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-8670406137194794669?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/8670406137194794669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=8670406137194794669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/8670406137194794669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/8670406137194794669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2007/04/successful-day.html' title='Successful Day'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-5304833941962343235</id><published>2007-04-07T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:32:26.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Again...</title><content type='html'>Well, I have some time on my hands since my girlfriend is not around to talk to me, so I think I will restart my bloggin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found out where she was yesterday... Seems that she had an argument with her brother and headed back to her home providence; however, she never made it. Since I couldn't get any information from anybody over there in the philippines, I got extremely nervous and called them almost everyday, trying to get ahold of her brother to see what was going on. Since he isn't in the house very much, I kept getting people who didn't know anything more then I did, and finally, I talked to Angelee who informed me that she was ok, she made it to the providence, but was staying with Rizza's aunt. Why she didn't go all the way home, I don't know. I don't even know why she bolted yet. I have a idea that it was because of an argument with her brother, what that is I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for right now, I am waiting to find out more information, I am told that angelee will be heading home on the 19th of this month and will make sure that I get to talk to Rizza so that I find out what is going on. I don't know if I will be able to wait that long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as for what I did today, I worked on adding more memory to the warehouse workstations and started creating the virtual workstations and server for the computer tutors to train the employees on tuesday. I accidentally got a virus on one of the workstations and tried to get rid of it, but it wasn't an easy battle. I will find out tomorrow if I killed it off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I started my Ubuntu conversion blog, &lt;a href="http://convertmetolinux.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://convertmetolinux.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, to follow my fun time trying to convert myself to a linux life. I don't know if I will be able to make it considering that I am such a microsoft person, but what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Rizza, I wish that she would contact me. I want to hear her voice again. I have to be patient and wait. Anyway, thats all I got for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-5304833941962343235?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/5304833941962343235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=5304833941962343235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/5304833941962343235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/5304833941962343235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-again.html' title='Back Again...'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-116073781158629161</id><published>2006-10-13T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T04:10:11.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really don’t know how to start this one, perhaps I should start at the beginning.  This morning, when I woke up, I had an emergency call on my cell phone. One of the clients that I manage had a server down situation (now this is not a good thing, especially since I am supposed to meet my friend today for lunch). I checked out the server and it appeared to be working correctly and I contacted my boss to find out the whole story. All was good after a server reboot. I meet up with my friend and he took me to the Olive Garden, for the “Never Ending Pasta Bowl” which is basically an all you can eat pasta.  It is one of my favorite things, Fettuccini Alfredo, I can usually eat about four bowls before I leave. Well, we talked for a while, and he had some good news which kind of scares me due to some of our conversations today. First, his good news is that he has taken over the youth group of his church, which is really cool, however…  he has one minor problem, he doesn’t always say what he thinks. I don’t know if this is because he is overly excited and thinks that he has said a vital word, or if he is thinking far enough ahead of him that he misses words that are needed. Eh, it could also be that I need to clean out my ears, but I thought I had already done that. He also has a few ideas that are very scary for a new believer, or even a old salty Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of his statements is that, as Christians, we are not to think about the “Law” or the ten commandments first, and that it is a good thing to be in a sinning position. Now, he later explained that he said “It is a good thing to realize that you are sinning.” He further explained that it is because then we are able to ask for forgiveness because we all sin, and that there is no way that we can go a day without sinning, and if we are in a state of realizing this we can keep asking for forgiveness. I agree and disagree with this… first, it is better if we don’t sin, I realize that we won’t be able to do this, however, the Law should be the first thing on our minds. Otherwise, we will do whatever we want and then just simply ask for forgiveness, which doesn’t really bode well with God. Would it bode well with you if someone did something mean to you, asked for your forgiveness, and then did it again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. I don’t think so… “1 Samuel 15:22 And Samuel said, Hath the LORD as great delight in burnt offerings and sacrifices, as in obeying the voice of the LORD? Behold&lt;em&gt;, &lt;u&gt;to obey is better than sacrifice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and to hearken than the fat of rams.” This basically tells me that it is more important to attempt to follow the law, then to ask for forgiveness. Yes, we are going to screw up, no we shouldn’t think of it as the end of the world, but it should be a big thing to us. I &lt;u&gt;believe&lt;/u&gt; that we should think of the law first, and the forgiveness of God a immediate second. The next issues that I had with his comments I believe is a cause of our different backgrounds. He states that he wants to question the Bible. Now to me, this means that he wants to doubt the Bible, which he can’t do since he is in a position of ministry, however he says that he wants to ask why is _____ like that. This is just fine as long as you don’t sit there and say that the Bible isn’t correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went to class and then it went well, didn’t do as well as I like, and then I basically confirmed a diner with a  friend tomorrow whom I haven’t seen for a long time, it should be fun, we usually have the fight of the spices, I am curious as to which spices we will be fighting with. Also, I talked to my friend Chris, and he is going through some things right now that I think would be hard. Although, I have to say that he is really handling it rather well. You see, one of his brothers left home (he is eighteen now and wants to move out on his own), and he moved in with Chris and Marie, Chris’ wife. Now Chris is doing something really smart, he is helping his brother, but also making sure that there is a time limit on the situation. Most people will get caught in a helping situation, but won’t say at this time you need to have your own place, and get stuck with relatives for MONTHS. I give my friend Chris mucho kudos on this issue. I hope that our schedules clear up soon so that we can spend some time together, I miss playing around with him and his wife. They are such nice people that it is a break from what I consider reality, especially if you read my previous post “Disaster from All” which is my normal day sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I think that is about enough for now, this is Eric saying, “God Bless!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-116073781158629161?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/116073781158629161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=116073781158629161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116073781158629161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116073781158629161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2006/10/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-116064194271450465</id><published>2006-10-12T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T01:32:22.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonesome Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright, what shall I talk about today? Not much has happened, primarily I sat at my computer taking care of problems and fixing items with my program, trying to make sure that it will work perfectly on Monday, when I do the deployment. Now, you might be asking, “why are you posting on your blog then?” Well, the answer is simple. Since I am missing my girlfriend SO much, I figure she is also missing me, and instead of trying to remember everything that happened, I will instead write it down here and have her read it.  now isn’t that a good plan? Anyway, that’s all I have to say, so this is Eric saying, “God Bless!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-116064194271450465?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/116064194271450465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=116064194271450465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116064194271450465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116064194271450465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2006/10/lonesome-time_12.html' title='Lonesome Time'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-116056031013900718</id><published>2006-10-11T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T02:51:50.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster from All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, today was a DISASTER! First, I was getting ready for work, and I get a phone call from work. I got the voicemail, and found out that one person was having trouble getting some information from a website. Was this an emergency? Nope! They just wanted it done right now, and they knew that the second I got into work, I would have to prepare for an in-service on HIPAA. (Yes, you guessed it, this a complaining post, if you want to read on, go ahead.) And, of course I got into work 12 seconds faster than if I hadn’t gotten the message, or was that 12 seconds later because I had to stop getting ready for work in order to check my message? Hmmm, I wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I got to work, I actually had to prepare for the in-service. I did manage to fix the problem while I got the handouts ready. Now, I had reserved the education room for 11:00 am, and the Care Plan was scheduled at 10:00, I figured that the care plan would be over by 10:30 even 10:45. Nope, it was over at 11:10, now I was already late for the in-service, AND I wasn’t setup for it either, which usually takes me about 20 minutes to do. Well, thank goodness I did what I could while waiting outside for the care plan to be completed. I had the in-service running by 11:17, and had six people sitting ready for the training. Even with all of the troubles, I basically was able to have the entire training completed by 12:00, which I had originally said that I would have them out by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I then started working on my desk, and other miscellaneous troubles that were going on until 1:30 when I had another in-service on the Laboratory ordering. Just before it was time to give it, my consultant came in and then I made sure that he was set to do his work. I then went and gave the training which also didn’t start till about 20 minutes after it was supposed to be started. I got that completed and went back to see what was going on with the consultant. While I was there, I was called over by another person in another office. I went to check it out, and then after it was done, I got pulled into another office to fix a problem. Well, to fix a problem is the wrong statement. She basically wanted me to do a re-write on a policy and procedure that I made for her previously, but she also wanted me to make three or four more for her. I said that she needed access, and proceeded to set her up with access, unfortunately she wasn’t up to date with the patches and fixes so I had to start that. All the time I have her complaining that she is unhappy because everyone in the world is using her copier in her office and that it is so difficult to get the supplies that she needs, and that work can purchase anything it wants and so on and so on (notice, I have not had lunch yet and I am starting to get low blood sugar by this time of 3:00). I get the system to the point where it will almost start working by itself, when I get a phone call on my cell phone from one of my co-workers. The Hospital administrator has to see me immediately. I drop what I am doing (oh yeah, the lady is upset) and race over to the administrator’s office. Where he asks me if I could cover the phones and hand out checks till 8:00 pm when the next shift comes in. – Minor pause here for two explanations, first, when he asks, he half-way commands. He doesn’t do it in such a way that is rude or obnoxious, but you get the idea that you really don’t have a choice in the matter. And number two, I have team meeting that I am supposed to attend on Tuesdays at 6:30. – Now, I say that I can only go to about 7:30 because I have a meeting that I am supposed to go to. He says alright because he really doesn’t have anybody else, the person who was supposed to do it is going home early (nope, don’t know why, nor do I really care why). Ok, now I race back to unhappy lady who complains constantly. Finally get the computer going so that it will update by itself, and I tell her that she can do her “normal” work while it fixes itself (yes, from the time I got in there originally till about a minute after I left the door she was saying “can’t you go any faster?”). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, now off to lunch (3:30 pm, oh and I don’t eat breakfast so I have had nothing to eat yet). I get my food, drop off my check, put gas in the car and get back to work to eat on the patio so that I can jump into the receptionist’s desk as soon as she needs to leave. As I am sitting there resting, another of my co-workers comes out and tells me that the Hospital administrator has to see me immediately again, and he is upset because he can’t seem to find anyone in the office (yes, when I go to lunch I inform people, but nobody ever asks if I am at lunch). I drop my hamburger, wipe my face (Carl’s Jr. Slogan – “If it doesn’t get all over the place, it doesn’t belong in your face”) and head to his office, where he tells me because I am leaving half an hour ahead of the posted hours, that I need to page each of the nurses stations at 6:30 and 7:00 about the change. No problem, I got it, back to eating. I finish my lunch and head back to my desk… EEK! It is still a mess, got to clean it up. I start trying to organize the papers and spare parts that are now homeless because of the loss of my cabinets (check out previous posts). I also need to write a reminder memo for those people who haven’t had a chance to make it to a HIPAA review In-Service. Unfortunately, I only get a few minutes because I am pulled away two or three times to out of the office. By the time I get back it is 5:45 and the receptionist wants to leave now. So I pull up a chair and get ready to hand out checks and answer the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All is well at this point though, because at lunch I called my team mates and informed them that I wouldn’t be there till after 7:30 and I talked to one of my best friends and made arrangements to see him on Thursday for lunch. All is looking up again! I am happy at about 7:25 when I inform the stations that I am leaving, just one more thing to do and I am out of there. I grab my backup tapes and head to the server room to stick in the tape. “Oh no, the tape drive says it is dirty, no problem, just stick in the cleaner drive and away… we go.” I stick in the cleaner, it does it routine, but… the cleaning tape never ejects. UH OH! I try the emergency eject commands, no use. I pull the power, no use. I sit there working on this for 30 minutes, and my teammates are getting worried. I finally reconfigure the backups to backup to my computer because I am not getting the tape out tonight. I call the Hospital Administrator on his cell phone and give him the bad news… the drive needs replacing (this is the third time it has gotten stuck). Alright, we need to get the pricing and we will follow through. By now, my team mates have called and said, “You can come over, but there is only me here. The meeting has been dissolved.” It is now 8:50, I was leaving at 7:30, an hour and 20 minutes past what I had anticipated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, as for now, I need some sleep, so this is Eric saying, “Good night, and God Bless.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-116056031013900718?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/116056031013900718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=116056031013900718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116056031013900718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116056031013900718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2006/10/disaster-from-all_116056031013900718.html' title='Disaster from All'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-116046773069874978</id><published>2006-10-10T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:08:50.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, but not productive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let’s see, I went into work late so that I could do an in-service to the night shift of the pediatric unit. I then went in and configured a device for the hospital administrator and then I proceeded to do a HIPAA in-service which went longer then anticipate, personally, I think it was because we got a fairly late start. Afterwards, I showed or Director of Nursing on part of the new lab ordering system, unfortunately I couldn’t complete it because she had to leave. I then contacted the company that has been doing the laboratory work for the company and told them about some of the problems we were having, some suggestions for a better system and then had them initialize a new computer system for access to the lab system. I then tried to clean up my desk, why you may ask… am I a messy person? Well, the issue is that I have lost even more storage space to hold my equipment at work. In fact, I lost an entire cabinet (yes, that’s right, four large shelves). And I had to move what I could to another area, unfortunately, that didn’t hold all of the equipment, and now I have a desk that is covered in spare parts. I can’t even get to my phone because it is covered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:48"&gt;IT IS DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well… I will get it cleaned up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, it is official. My girlfriend has been out of town for about 2 days now, and I miss her like all get out. I actually like it when she gets mad at me when I stay up too late, even though she says she doesn’t get mad. I think she is more concerned than mad, but, she is mad… HAHAHAHA… you see, she is currently out of town finishing her training by doing what she calls “On the Job Training.” To me it sounds like an internship but ok, that’s what happens when you live in the US and your girlfriend lives in the Philippines. I miss her. I won’t be able to talk to her again for another 5 days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:48"&gt;I MISS HER SO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now then, what is the next plan of action, well. I think I will deal with that tomorrow, I need some sleep. I have to be at work early tomorrow and I anticipate having a really long day. But the good news is that my assigned part of the Team work for school is DONE!!! Now I can devote that time to other facets of my life. This is Eric, saying “&lt;em&gt;God Bless&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-116046773069874978?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/116046773069874978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=116046773069874978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116046773069874978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116046773069874978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2006/10/busy-but-not-productive.html' title='Busy, but not productive'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35729502.post-116038737195162355</id><published>2006-10-09T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T02:49:31.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello and Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I suppose I should start by talking about myself briefly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Name is Eric, and I am in IT. I have a Filipina girlfriend who I am madly in love with. The only other thing to say is… yes, I am a workaholic. I am currently working at three jobs and going to University of phoenix at the same time. Now the question most people ask is… “How the HECK do you do it?” Well, simply stated, my days are about 18 hours long from start to finish. My usual bed time is like 3 am in the morning, and I usually am awake by 9 am. Now I know people who are able to work on only two hours of sleep, and I haven’t a clue on how they can do that. I am currently running on 6 hours of sleep and have major problems with it occasionally. Oh well… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough about that, I figure if you’re still reading this then I haven’t bored you to badly yet with that mumble jumbo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About my Girlfriend Rizzacecilia, She is beautiful, sweet, charming and nice, something that I don’t see much anymore. Of course I realize that I am in love and that everything is basically perfect from my point of view. I realize this and have taken drastic steps to make sure that I keep a level head about the situation. But we have known each other since November 2005 and I don’t think there is any really major issues that will keep us separate… now all I have to do is, save up enough to fly to the Philippines after I have finished my bachelors, get the paper work in order, survive the time it takes to have the paperwork go through the red tape because we all know that when I see her face to face, I will be unable to be anything else but a big soft puddle of melted Jell-O. (Hey, I am a poet, that doesn’t know it!) Then, while that is going, ensure that I get a decent job that will allow me to support her and myself, get an apartment (hopefully a house, but I am not picky) and save up enough money to get her to me here in the good old USA. After that I will find the cure to all diseases and then problem with non-perpetual motion devices and convert them all into a free energy system. Hmmm, somehow I don’t think that is possible, but as the old saying goes… “You can only eat an elephant a bite at a time.” So as always, I will take it one step at a time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, why do I have a blog to keep up if I am already so busy? Well… I am currently attempting to beta test the new office 2007, which one of the features is a blog template. Since I haven’t tried any of the other templates yet, I figured that I should start on something. Part of this blog is to document some of the issues that I have run across. I am also beta testing Internet Explorer 7, as well as Media Player 11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You see I am a part time developer. And need to pre-test my applications with the new software that is coming out on the market. Just to let you know I am proficient in several different programming languages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visual Basic, this is the language that I use the most. It is simple, easy and direct. I have just started playing with the new ASP.net 2.0 just last January or February. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;C &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;C++ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visual C++ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Borland C++ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Java &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;JavaScript &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;HTML &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;CSS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;CGI &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;VBS, no I know it is similar to VB, but it is different enough to be considered a different language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also know several other different languages, but not enough to sit down and start coding something without a reference book nearby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that is enough for now, from the looks of it, I have already posted almost 1,000 words into this post and I really don’t know how large the blog spot will allow for. And since this is my first post, I don’t want to spoil all of the surprises yet. Especially when I get down to actually talking about schooling, it will become very interesting, or even some of my points of interest when it comes to the aspect of people and their personalities. For instance do you realize that there are only about thirty different personality additives, and that all people can be described by a combination of those personality traits? Once you know someone’s personality traits, you will be able to determine what they will do in any situation. Now the hard part is to determine all of their personality traits, some of the traits are very easy to see, however there are several traits of people that are so hidden deep down that it literally takes years to see enough of their behaviors to locate them all. Even after you have determined all of the personality traits of a person, their likes and dislikes will change every 5 – 9 years, AKA the seven year itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright all, I think that is enough for now, take care and until I drop another line to everyone, this is Eric saying, God Bless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35729502-116038737195162355?l=comp974.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/feeds/116038737195162355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35729502&amp;postID=116038737195162355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116038737195162355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35729502/posts/default/116038737195162355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comp974.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-and-welcome_09.html' title='Hello and Welcome'/><author><name>Comp974</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09544314183910866815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://www.comp974.com/Images/Eric.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
