Green day rocked. It was incredibly obvious why they have statyed so popular in the past decade and why they have so much success with their new album. Billy Joe Armstrong can definitely sing and wail and entertain. I’m amazed at how just one man (accompanied by a bassist and drummer) can get a crowd of 50,000 people on their feet cheering, screaming, and dancing. They sound exactly like they do on their CD and I’m pretty sure they weren’t using a large amount of background tracks to enhance their sound. And also, it doesn’t hurt when the yell out “SAN FRANCISCO!!!” fifty billion times in one of the proudest (and gayest) cities in the world. With all the extra pyrotechnics, lightshows, and fireworks, the show blew everyone’s pants off. I can see how people might say that they’re sellouts though; I guess everyone says you’re a sellout once you start raking in the dough. Hell, $45 x 50,000 = a whole lotta’ fucking money.

But alas, today marks the death of the sexy (7/11/05 to 9/25/05). My Vaio Pocket MP3 player got tossed onto the ground and the fragile earphone port was busted. I opened her up and did some intensive surgery while I was at work, but the P.O.S. surface mount connector ripped up all the solder pads when it hit the ground. How homoriffic is that. So, I called up Sony and just said “I can’t hear music out of my left earbud” and they’re going to send over a big box of tissues… j/k they were actually cool about it and are sending me a box for me to ship the unit back to their repair facilities. Only hope I have is that they don’t find my excessive soldering I’ve added in my frantic efforts to fix the device. Ce La Vie.

Funny though. I was about to ask the Sony customer support representative “Yeeeeaaaahh…. I was wondering if you could just send me an Ipod instead?”

So what does it feel like when you work past midnight every single day of the week? If you guessed that you’d feel like shit, you’re pretty much on the money.

It’s been over a week now that I have stayed at work past 12am everyday performing various tests: tests that other engineers should have been responsible for; pushing flight hardware through at an insane pace that is demanded by our schedule. And I feel like I am running a bit ragged.

Oh well though, I guess you pay your dues some time or later as a young budding engineer. Plus I get paid extra for my time, nuff said, no complaints.

It’s been a while since the last update and a lot has happened. First of all I’d like to thank everyone who made it out to Zebra Lounge to give my ass a good spankin’ on my birthday. Claudia took some pretty awesome pictures and you can find them HERE. What else… I went on a nice trip to Slymar, CA for run tests at Spectrolab and stayed at North Hollywood. Man I felt like such a tourist… Good thing Karen was there to show me around, since you know, I had my volleyball beach visor, sunglasses, sunblock, camera, and knapsack all geared up and I was about to get beat the shit out of in the general area. Generally speaking, Sylmar is not a place you want to place on your top 100 destinations to visit in your lifetime. So consider yourself warned.

I’ll try to put up some more pictures and also take some more pictures soon too. It’s sad that despite the torturous debate on purchasing a new camera, I have not taken a single picture from the eagerly awaited Canon SD300 (compliments of Karen Chen).

Anyway, I’m tired, it’s 1:30am, I’m still at work, and I can’t seem to find the proper words to write. Maybe you’ll get a more “wordier” and “funnier” post later this month. But I don’t think there’s any light at the end of the tunnel for now. And if there was one, it’s probably a 2000 ton train barreling down straight at me.

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