<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6640680362752576270</id><updated>2024-10-25T02:14:34.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Complaints</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the place for ugly me, the unpleasant me. (Maybe I am unpleasant anyways) I want all my wrongful thoughts to come to this place and be eaten by the Internet void. I think I should limit my complaints to once per day...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12634147890423138830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg8Af1Vp302L8me2yRbHEjDlw3nkAEqzbobdKQZwFxvL7-qOTThrFAK1o2UIizhLCqLfE4d9fmZC7eeLKEkuuyK-EeIUpnN6kDXKp4adKjOrd2sJ_TYccA97YhGHICfQ/s220/DSC_0428.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6640680362752576270.post-6312980322038284167</id><published>2012-10-04T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-10-04T08:41:04.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a secretary?</title><content type='html'>
Why do I have to deal with all this shit? What&#39;s my share of work? I have to make doctor appointments and negotiate everything. I felt like I am a secretary handling the details and making phone calls.

Will this ever change? It&#39;s really annoying that she can&#39;t take care of her own business.

I will explode one day. Sigh.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/feeds/6312980322038284167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2012/10/am-i-secretary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/6312980322038284167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/6312980322038284167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2012/10/am-i-secretary.html' title='Am I a secretary?'/><author><name>Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12634147890423138830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg8Af1Vp302L8me2yRbHEjDlw3nkAEqzbobdKQZwFxvL7-qOTThrFAK1o2UIizhLCqLfE4d9fmZC7eeLKEkuuyK-EeIUpnN6kDXKp4adKjOrd2sJ_TYccA97YhGHICfQ/s220/DSC_0428.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6640680362752576270.post-4685780092638279267</id><published>2012-01-24T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:57:12.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I fit?</title><content type='html'>It seems to me that I have the same question every couple weeks: &quot;do I really fit in a corporate world?&quot; or &quot;do I really fit into a manager role?&quot; I think my desire is to build a great product and lead product directions. I don&#39;t want non-sense politic bullshit. Though I managed to convince myself that things such as&lt;br /&gt;1. dealing with jerk like Kenneth&lt;br /&gt;2. dealing with Mr. Negativity like Jeff&lt;br /&gt;3. other....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to grow myself to overcome these negative thoughts so I can advance into next stage. Probably helpful at home as well.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/feeds/4685780092638279267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-i-fit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/4685780092638279267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/4685780092638279267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-i-fit.html' title='Do I fit?'/><author><name>Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12634147890423138830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg8Af1Vp302L8me2yRbHEjDlw3nkAEqzbobdKQZwFxvL7-qOTThrFAK1o2UIizhLCqLfE4d9fmZC7eeLKEkuuyK-EeIUpnN6kDXKp4adKjOrd2sJ_TYccA97YhGHICfQ/s220/DSC_0428.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6640680362752576270.post-5878881766361775948</id><published>2012-01-23T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:16:36.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already 2012</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon this blog (?!) and realized that I myself created this hate-mail site for myself 2 years ago. Funny is that I only posted twice. I guess I was happy after that? I don&#39;t think that&#39;s possible. In many ways, I am still in the same position as 2 years ago. I made some progress tho: new house, new position (sucks more?), going to become a landlord soon.....  Any ways, maybe this is a good place to keep myself sane. I should keep on writing to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back, ugly me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/feeds/5878881766361775948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2012/01/already-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/5878881766361775948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/5878881766361775948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2012/01/already-2012.html' title='Already 2012'/><author><name>Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12634147890423138830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg8Af1Vp302L8me2yRbHEjDlw3nkAEqzbobdKQZwFxvL7-qOTThrFAK1o2UIizhLCqLfE4d9fmZC7eeLKEkuuyK-EeIUpnN6kDXKp4adKjOrd2sJ_TYccA97YhGHICfQ/s220/DSC_0428.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6640680362752576270.post-1579306652660423408</id><published>2010-01-04T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T15:03:13.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can&#39;t get up to do anything</title><content type='html'>Funny, or not funny, I can&#39;t seem to get up and do anything today. The anxiety at the back of my head is eating me. I can&#39;t sleep either. I definitely need to sleep a little bit and pull myself together to get some work done. I guess I am abusing the merit of &quot;work-from-home&quot;. It&#39;s 1:20 PM now and the only work I&#39;ve done so far is an 1 hr 30 mins conference call. To my own defense, the conf call kills me, drives me nuts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I am gonna put the icy pack over my head and try to get some sleep. Even 15 minutes will help.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/feeds/1579306652660423408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2010/01/cant-get-up-to-do-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/1579306652660423408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/1579306652660423408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2010/01/cant-get-up-to-do-anything.html' title='Can&#39;t get up to do anything'/><author><name>Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12634147890423138830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg8Af1Vp302L8me2yRbHEjDlw3nkAEqzbobdKQZwFxvL7-qOTThrFAK1o2UIizhLCqLfE4d9fmZC7eeLKEkuuyK-EeIUpnN6kDXKp4adKjOrd2sJ_TYccA97YhGHICfQ/s220/DSC_0428.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6640680362752576270.post-3895157625230393535</id><published>2010-01-04T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:43:15.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Complaints Created</title><content type='html'>2010 just started. Today is the first working day of 2010. I just realized one thing: &lt;i&gt;my spirit is moving in the opposite direction with the rest of world&lt;/i&gt;. My emotion is greatly affected by the cheerfulness of the world. I don&#39;t feel happiness when decorating the Christmas tree; when receiving Christmas presents; when the crystal ball falling in the Time Square.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Why am I such a freak? anti-social? or whatever I am? I don&#39;t know. Maybe it&#39;s a self-protecting mechanism. Just don&#39;t want to go-with-the-flow with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when I am writing this post, I am actually in a conference call with co-workers from UK. They just drive me crazy. We spent hours just to argue the requirements document is not accurate and who is to blame. I am just tired of talking about this crap. You can&#39;t blame me for YOU not reading the document that I put out months ago. That is just ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a place to blow-off-the-steam, per say. I have FB, Plurk, tweeter, and 2 blogs where I should be able to express my frustration and anger towards the world. However, I guess I am too chicken to let people that I am mad at know about my feelings. I don&#39;t want to let my coworkers know that I am sick of my job; I don&#39;t want to let my wife know that I hate living with her; I don&#39;t want to let people know that I want to kill myself.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that thoughts lead to here: my private complaints. All my negative thoughts should come here and be buried here. So long, the ugly me.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/feeds/3895157625230393535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2010/01/private-complaints-created.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/3895157625230393535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6640680362752576270/posts/default/3895157625230393535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://privatecomplaint.blogspot.com/2010/01/private-complaints-created.html' title='Private Complaints Created'/><author><name>Lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12634147890423138830</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbg8Af1Vp302L8me2yRbHEjDlw3nkAEqzbobdKQZwFxvL7-qOTThrFAK1o2UIizhLCqLfE4d9fmZC7eeLKEkuuyK-EeIUpnN6kDXKp4adKjOrd2sJ_TYccA97YhGHICfQ/s220/DSC_0428.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>