You ever feel like a visitor within your own body? You don’t quite feel like yourself, you sort of view things with question that maybe once you didn’t. You ask yourself why about things you should have been asking all along. Lately I have been very, very emerged in work and although I am getting closer to the goal of being done… I step back and I can’t help but look at myself and it’s as if it’s someone else running me.

I’m here, but I’m really, really not here. Does this makes sense? I want a vacation with B, nothing but us. No laptops, no phone, no tv, no technology. Just us and us and once again, us. When you’re working like we have been you tend to lose sight of some things that you should *never* lose sight of.

What is important to you? What stuff doesn’t really matter but you let it get in the way of things that do matter? Why does any of it matter? Happiness is all that should matter, and if you’re unhappy.. you need to change things before the things change you.

I’m really looking forward to the weekend. I mean, REALLY looking forward to it.

I seriously feel like a visitor right now. I’m watching shit go on and I’m the one doing these things and it’s like.. what the fuck? Who are you? B pointed out to me earlier tonight I had forgotten to watermark the last sets that went live.

?????

That is not like me. I mean, ever. I don’t make these errors. I’m human and as such, I can sure. I’m far from perfect but right now, the only thing in life I am certain of is my girl, and my dog. I love my job but again, this cat is on auto pilot right now, Leave a message at the beep and I’ll get back to you never.

What would Dexter do?

He’d probably tell on Dee Dee and then knuckle down and create robots to do his bidding for him. I need robots.

There. it’s settled. Robots.

Wednesday I had a migraine for most of the day. Fuck headaches all day long. Since when is the computer more important than life? I told myself 6:00pm was end of work day and I’d spend the evening with my better half, getting back my sanity, one night at a time. Last two nights have I done that? No. Why? Fucking lame excuses is why.

Fuck that.

6:00pm, click. I’m not here until tomorrow and yes, quote me.

Time to take back what is rightfully mine. Me.

I don’t understand fakers. I have tried. Honest I have.

Why would someone steal photos of a model, create a fake profile and then try and convince people through emails, messages, IM’s etc that they are indeed that model? At first I figured it was to play a money scam. One guy told us a girl contacted him, saying she needed to be bought out of her contract.

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

Sadly, this guy sent her some money or so he claims, but personally I think it might have been some idiot trying to scam us into thinking he paid someone else, so we should pay him back and then go after the faker.

Yeah buddy, that’s gonna happen.

So why do fakers fake?

Well, have you seen the movie “Catfish”? It’s a cool indie movie, although heavily scripted.. they claim it to be real. Maybe it is, who knows.. but something don’t quite click as being real, you be the judge yourself I guess.

Anyway.. Catfish is about a woman that falls for a guy online, a photographer from another city. She’s older, a Mom with 3 kids, overweight, living a life she didn’t plan on living and well, unhappy. So she steals a model’s photos and pretends to be her. Knowing this might not finish the job, she creates an entire network of fake friends that are all friends online. She stole photos from the mode’s facebook page, with pix of her friends, then made a network fo fake profiles for these people in the photos.

Whoa, right?

She create a ton of fake profiles, all because some pretty girl uses facebook and has hundreds of bar photos and part photos. Some of you reading this right now have this sort of thing in your profile, right now on FB, right? Well, you’re making it damn easy to be you, and you know, identity theft isn’t a big deal really… anywaaay…

I won’t tell you more about Catfish, you can rent the movie to grab it on Amazon to see how it ends.

Back to fakers…

So why would a faker do this? Attention? They hate their real life, so making a fake one up online where they get people liking them is more fun? Maybe.

Thing is, how long does it take to create a Facebook profile, stock it with photos, create the way it looks etc? 10 minutes? 20 minutes? 30 minutes? More?

I don’t use Facebook, so I don’t much care but my point is this…

When I see a fake profile, it takes us under 10 seconds to have it killed.

TEN SECONDS of our work versus 10-20-30-40-50-60 minutes on the faker’s part.

Why bother? Do they not think we’ll see them? We get fans sending in bullshit profiles, in addition to the ones myself, Steve or Craig find in our travels. Taking out the trash is easy as pie, so why bother?

If I was a faker to be, I’d use a girl’s photos that isn’t well known. I wouldn’t pick some hot internet model that a lot of people know. Common sense I’d think.

I didn’t even go into the legal aspect, where these clowns can be sued for up to $50,000 per image + jail time for copyright theft. In closing, stop faking if you’re faking. Use your head. Use the Googles for fuck’s sake.

I have used a lot of programs, a lot of scripts. It never ceases to amaze me how poor some companies are at documentation for their products. If you’re going to charge someone a monthly rate, you’d best be able to back that shit up with a REASON I am paying the rate. I should at no point be confused and not be able to find an answer.

If you have something tat is complex, video document it, it’s not like it’s hard. If it’s simple, make it simpler by showing me what to do and how to do it.

Seriously, how hard is it to do a job correctly?

Is everyone lazy out there? WTF

Alexandra Wallace, you are racist. You were raised differently than others but that doesn’t mean the way you were raised was right and others are wrong. Drop the attitude and try being more accepting of other cultures and you’ll find your life is a lot more enriching. If you have an issue with people talking in the library, report it or leave the library. dur.

This video is a rant Alexandra Wallace posted in youtube, then she removed it of course because the net was exploding on her for being, well, Alexandra Wallace. Many others including Elizabeth Eun found this to be quite disheartening. Good for you Elizabeth for showing Alexandra how extra awesome she isn’t.

Check this… this guy is hilarious. The full version of the video is above, the cut and comedy version is below.

This seriously made my fucking day.

Sigh. The Burbs.

Why would anyone want to live like colonized ants? Hey Honey, OMG, we just got approved to buy the same damn house everyone else owns! WIN WIN WIN Yaaaaaaaaaay us! I guess I’m odd because I’m not one for having people living inside 200 feet of the walls I call home. I like privacy. I want to know if I feel like cranking some Enter Sandman at 4am, I can and nobody will give a fuck.

Growing up, we were shown the way people live by watching our parents, their friends, the people around us. Who says that was the right way to live? Are we all just sheep doing what generations before us did? Graduate high school, go to college or university, buy a car, buy a house, have kids, grow old, have kids, the kids have kids, grow older, start to have trouble walking, mod my personal scooter, run down the area hoodlums waving my cane at them… umm.. I don’t like this gameplan.

I am not suggesting I want to go off and live in JamesDotland, declaring my own government and all that fun stuff. I’m just not sure why I’d want to live smack dab in the middle of mass suburbia? In a perfect world, we’d have 1/4 or 1/2 an acre for us. Some trees all around, giving us nature, serenity.

Competing with the Jones’ is a never ending thing. You can keep your precious burbs. I’m good.