It’s going to rain soon. I can smell it. Summer is finally coming, and I have some damned fond memories of summer. My last one was a mind-blower, that’s for sure. Certainly can’t take summer for granted anymore. Too many fond memories, too much to look forward to. The Drive-in used to be a cool thing I did, I guess not many people really did it. These days, it has some significance to me. It will be a place my mind goes, whether times are bad or times are good. That place will always make me smile. I’m overly eager to visit again soon.

It feels good to be working again. I’ve missed having a place to go every day. I’ve missed being tired after putting in a genuine effort for eight hours, turning in and being able to pass out from exhaustion. When you’re sitting around all day, you don’t really get tired from anything other than the passage of time. It simply doesn’t feel half as satisfying as being tired from the expense of energy and the pleasure of having been productive.

It seems as if things are finally leveling off. We’ve got lunatics in the White House who want to carpet-bomb Iran, take away our right to protest, but at least some corporations are wising up at least a little. Still, we have a long way to go. Obama is no sort of hope at all, even incendiary writing has him pegged pretty well. It looks like we’re working toward a gigantic goal of “nothing”. Everyone who has a job is working hard. Everyone seems to be struggling towards this single direction. The sad part is that this direction leads to nowhere. The Dems are going to ruin us. The Reps are going to ruin us. Who will swoop in and save the US? No one. No one at all.

Things are going really well. I have a (temporary) new job, zero time on my hands, and a crapload to do. Nonetheless, it’s easy to find the positive in my life because I have a lot of amazing people who care about and support me. I’ll always be grateful to the people in my life who matter.

The new job may only be temporary, but I have high hopes that it will become a permanent situation that I can count on for regular income- even if it isn’t the best of situations, any situation is better than zero income. I’m at least proving to be pretty good at it. I just wish I didn’t come home every day smelling like carbon dust. It could always be worse. I could come home smelling like fry oil.

This keeps getting blasted everywhere, so I’ll link it up.

I find it funny that we’ve sent a thousand troops to Israel in preparation for raping Iran, and Obama sent a whole of 100 troops to Uganda to try and depose this sick bastard. I guess Islamophobia is spreading like flu. It’s sad, because it gets in the way of addressing serious concerns like the video above. It’s far easier to scare people with nuclear armaments than it is to get them to feel for other humans. At least, that’s what I gather from this.

Sabu: FBI Informant

• Foxnews
  Sabu the Fed
• Gawker (Adrien Chen, so beware validity)
  Charges against Sabu - NY Post PDF of charges
  Phone calls with Sabu
• More attention-whoring by Chen

I think those links sum up the coverage of the “arrest” of Hector Monsegur a.k.a. Sabu. It’s been an interesting story- from the rise of LulzSec and the Fox and Sony hacks, all the way up until the end of summer. Now we’ve come to realize that Sabu never got “v&”, only because he was informing the entire time. Something tells me his life is going to be a little difficult for a while, as being an informant is not exactly the most well-liked occupation for a person to have. Note a few things, though. One, he was only “arrested”. He’s not serving hard time, not that I can see anywhere. He probably will get at most two years, and go on to making a ton of cash as a consultant. Who wouldn’t want him? Sure, he’s rogue as hell, but now he’s fingerprinted and exposed. The combine has him. He’ll never have an independent thought in his head again.

I’m damned glad I’ve pulled away from a lot of what seems to be online drama whoring and idiocy. “Trolling”- thrown around a lot as an excuse for being butthurt and not having the coping skills to deal with it without throwing a fit like a little girl. “Hackers” seem to have the sorest tits I’ve seen, not having any social skills at all and pissing off people by the busload. It’s ridiculous, really. Do you actually think it’s acceptable to piss everyone off just because you’re in a position to? Just sad, really. Living in a basement or garage and having no flesh body to turn to, just pixels on a screen, thousands of miles away. I guess I’d need medication, too, if that sad existence were mine.

Working feels good. I fucking love being employed. I almost never like the tasks I’m charged with, but feeling like a productive member of society and enjoying the perks of this status is a deep requirement for me to feel like a whole person. It’s more than satisfying in a lot of ways, because being an adult is satisfying. No one tells you what to do, you simply commit to actions that will have the best outcomes for whatever it is you’re trying to achieve. I would never go back to being a kid, I don’t take adulthood for granted at all. Yes, it’s hard. It’s always hard, all the time. Sometimes to the point of making me feel like I’ll break under the pressure. But I’ve become accustomed to it, I use that pressure to feed into my actions and give me energy.