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 Credibility Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Tuesday, October 11 2005 @ 09:31 PM PDT
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LifeTonight I was in a local computer parts store buying, well, computer parts, and when I went to pay the nice kid behind the counter, my AMEX was turned down, so I ended up paying for the stuff with my debit card. I figured it was probably some anti-fraud thing on their end, since my spending habits this week with that card have been out of the ordinary ($300 in DVDs, a nice dinner out and a couple of CDs, where normally I just use it to buy gas.)

When I got back to the office, I checked out my account on their website, and it showed the last thing that I expected: that I was over my credit limit. The reason that I didn't expect it was that the last time I'd checked, I had about $7000 in available credit, and even these days gas isn't that expensive. What I didn't take into account, however, is that they had reduced my credit limit to about a hundred dollars over what I had been carrying for a balance.

The idea of them reducing my credit limit without notifying me puzzled me enough that I gave them a call. The nice guy at the call center told me that they had, in fact, sent me a letter a couple weeks ago, which I believe when I visualize the pile of unopened mail at home. When I asked him about the reason for the reduction, he said that it was based on a seriously deliquent account balance that showed up on a credit report, and a seriously deliquent balance on one of my accounts with them.

I thought to myself, "One of my accounts? I only have one AMEX card." When I brought this up with him, he told me that there was the card that I had sitting on my desk during the call, and then there was also my AMEX Gold card.

 Protologisms* Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Sunday, September 25 2005 @ 05:15 AM PDT
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LifeThis morning I read this list of modern-day corporate terminology, and I realized just how out of touch I am with people that are, y'know, normal...er.

It's no great secret that I'm less than enthralled with my current work environment, but I've made it a point thus far to not get into it too much. The usual reasons (corporate image, etc.) come into play, but I also just hate falling into the role of the whiney office drone. It's been done already by much more incisive writers than I am, and I know that there are much worse lots in life than mine.

That being said, here's a list of workplace terminology that I'm pulling out of my ass because most of the normal buzzwords don't adequately capture the essence of my life.

 Another three years... Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Tuesday, September 13 2005 @ 09:43 PM PDT
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LifeIdea stolen from Dan4th:

3 years ago: I was running out of money, having last received a paycheck six months earlier, and still trying to cope with the death of my father.
6 years ago: I had just gotten out of debt (excepting college loans), and was making pretty damn good money.
9 years ago: I was hungover, and living with a whole brain (half of which has since moved to California, and was also hungover to my recollection).
12 years ago: I was flunking physics (my major) and taking Intro to Theatre with a bunch of weirdos - that I fell in love with.
15 years ago: I was eyeball deep in my parents' upcoming divorce and commuting 70 miles a day, each way, to high school (and no, it wasn't uphill both ways.)
18 years ago: I was pouring sodas for tourists and locals - mostly the latter - at a festival in the town where I grew up, and probably thinking about a girl named Paula.
21 years ago: I don't really remember, but I'm sure it involved going to school in a new pair of jeans and dreading the teacher I'd find there.
24 years ago: Again, I don't really remember, but I had just started attending a new school. In a new town. For the third consecutive year.
27 years ago: I can't even remember what state we lived in then.
30 years ago: I was on my way home - for the first time.

 Getting warmer Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Wednesday, August 31 2005 @ 12:57 AM PDT
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LifeWorking in a startup is a lot like working for a normal, established company except that every deadline feels like you have a gun to your head.

After a while, you might start to feel a little cynical and wonder whether or not that gun is even loaded. A while after that, you might drift into outright disillusionment, and come to the conclusion that the gun probably isn't loaded, and you're not even convinced there's a gun there.

Finally, you reach a point where you no longer care whether or not the gun is loaded, but you'd really like somebody to pull the trigger and just get it the hell over with. That's called burnout.

Guess where I am.

 now: for your enlighten -ment Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Wednesday, March 30 2005 @ 01:30 AM PST
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 PSA Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Thursday, March 10 2005 @ 04:20 PM PST
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LifeWhen you're sick, don't pull an all-nighter unless you can't possibly avoid it.

I finally went to bed yesterday afternoon. I woke up and went to a 24 hour CVS for various things, ate something and went back to bed. My fever finally broke around 8AM (I could tell because I woke up lucid, albeit groggy), and after another eight hours of sleep, I'm back to where I was when I wrote the previous entry.

I'm guessing it'll be at least another day or two before I'm reasonably recovered, which is unfortunate because I have another deadline that I'm now very behind on, and, for reasons that I won't go into, I really didn't want to have to work over the weekend, even before I got sick.

I think I'm going to sit in front of the TV and wait for my meds to kick in, because writing code is much more interesting when you're on medication.

 Carp Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Tuesday, March 08 2005 @ 06:59 PM PST
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LifeI feel like crap. Crap, crap, crap.

Maybe crap doesn't quite capture it.

I feel like carp.

A twitching fish packed on ice in the cooler of an overweight angler.

I got about three hours of sleep last night, and I've spent the whole day sneezing and coughing and generally wallowing in my own crapulence.

This is not how I intended to spend my day.

At least I get to drive home in a blizzard.

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 There's an old saying Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Saturday, January 22 2005 @ 05:01 AM PST
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Life"A man who represents himself in court has a fool for a client."

Herein lies the impetus for, of all things, a writing contest of sorts. I want you all to tell me what you think of me.

 Finding out true love is blind* Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Thursday, January 13 2005 @ 01:29 AM PST
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LifeI had a little chat with the CEO of the company today. In the course of conversation, he told me that for the good of the company, I really need to get a life. While this may seem harsh and/or strange to the average observer, the truth of the matter (without going into the vagaries of the human psyche) is that he's right.

Armed thusly with an executive mandate, I began to analyze the problem of what, precisely, my needs in this arena are.

 GenX Email Article To a Friend View Printable Version 
 Author:  matt
 Dated:  Tuesday, January 11 2005 @ 04:43 AM PST
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Life"can someone please define the term 'generation X'? is it like the slacker generation? thanks "(sic)

I ran across this in a message board, and felt the need to answer it. My response got long, so copy-paste, instant blog entry and discussion fodder!

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