Doh!
So in closing (I'm at work not-so-calmly awaiting my very last final exam on my very last day as a wrung-out student at DeVry), DeVry sucks ass. It sucks so much ass that it warrants a cheesy nickname that the kids will love, like Dust Donkey, or He-haw Hoover, or Great Big Vacuum Cleaner That Sucks on Ass. Damn near every point they sold me on was chalked full of failure, and the quality of education that they spit out now is trifling at best. Did I mention they're jacking up the tuition, too?
I returned to (one of) my old schools, South Suburban College, and found out that they offered certification courses that didn't get you an official degree, but shunted you straight to the major IT certifications. I also learned that several of these major IT certifications have more market value than the bachellor's degree that DeVry offered. Did I mention that SSC offered such at a third of the price of DeVry, too?
So, to quote one of my favorite Robot Chicken episodes, "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK oh FUCK!!" ~ Mummra as Mrs. Mumbletipeg. Ah well. DeVry wasn't a complete loss. I have yet another piece of paper that may or may not help me find another dead end job, and I am more than cert ready. I just hope that's enough, but as far as continuing my education with DeVry? Yeah fuck that. Unless I get lucky enough to work within a company that will send me there on their dime, fuck DeVry. As for now, the great job hunt begins. I'll need a bazooka...
On brighter notes, I scrapped the snake idea (for now) and bought myself an LCD TV as a graduation present. It has done little to stall my currently growing X-Box addiction (I can actually read text in several games that I couldn't before!), and graphically, it makes the 360 sing. Sorry, Gypsy, I just don't have the room for that beast of a CRT that you guys are trying to get rid of.
Good deeds do sometimes have a way of getting back to you, a belief that I've actually had difficulty keeping at times. There's this beer called Dark Lord, and it's some PHENOMENAL shit. It's made by a local brewery called Three Floyds, and it has won national and international titles, the latter being an honor for an American microbrewery. They only release the stuff to the public once a year (this coming Saturday), and the demand has been colossal. Last year, they sold out pretty damn fast. This year, they implemented a ticket system, in which you had to buy a gimmicky golden ticket, just for the right to buy the beer itself. Yes, a little cheesy, but this crap is worth it, for a beer hound. Anyways, the good deed part came in when one of my oldest friends, whom I occasionally home brew with, missed his chance to get tickets by a half hour (all of the tickets had sold out by about 7:00am the day of their release). I landed two of them, the max per buyer, and it felt wrong to have my old friend miss it, so I gave him one of mine. Anyways, later on, one of the ladies and fellow beer hounds that I work with had a spare ticket that she no longer intended to use, so Bernice snagged it for me. I still retain my two tickets, and my friend will still get his shot, too. What went around came back around and instead of biting me in the ass, it's going to bite me in the liver. Dunno. Just thought that was a positive tidbit to share :)
Other than that, the Aunt situation remains unchanged, Bernice is still the epitome of awesome, and once school is done, I will definitely be needing some world class beer.
I returned to (one of) my old schools, South Suburban College, and found out that they offered certification courses that didn't get you an official degree, but shunted you straight to the major IT certifications. I also learned that several of these major IT certifications have more market value than the bachellor's degree that DeVry offered. Did I mention that SSC offered such at a third of the price of DeVry, too?
So, to quote one of my favorite Robot Chicken episodes, "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK oh FUCK!!" ~ Mummra as Mrs. Mumbletipeg. Ah well. DeVry wasn't a complete loss. I have yet another piece of paper that may or may not help me find another dead end job, and I am more than cert ready. I just hope that's enough, but as far as continuing my education with DeVry? Yeah fuck that. Unless I get lucky enough to work within a company that will send me there on their dime, fuck DeVry. As for now, the great job hunt begins. I'll need a bazooka...
On brighter notes, I scrapped the snake idea (for now) and bought myself an LCD TV as a graduation present. It has done little to stall my currently growing X-Box addiction (I can actually read text in several games that I couldn't before!), and graphically, it makes the 360 sing. Sorry, Gypsy, I just don't have the room for that beast of a CRT that you guys are trying to get rid of.
Good deeds do sometimes have a way of getting back to you, a belief that I've actually had difficulty keeping at times. There's this beer called Dark Lord, and it's some PHENOMENAL shit. It's made by a local brewery called Three Floyds, and it has won national and international titles, the latter being an honor for an American microbrewery. They only release the stuff to the public once a year (this coming Saturday), and the demand has been colossal. Last year, they sold out pretty damn fast. This year, they implemented a ticket system, in which you had to buy a gimmicky golden ticket, just for the right to buy the beer itself. Yes, a little cheesy, but this crap is worth it, for a beer hound. Anyways, the good deed part came in when one of my oldest friends, whom I occasionally home brew with, missed his chance to get tickets by a half hour (all of the tickets had sold out by about 7:00am the day of their release). I landed two of them, the max per buyer, and it felt wrong to have my old friend miss it, so I gave him one of mine. Anyways, later on, one of the ladies and fellow beer hounds that I work with had a spare ticket that she no longer intended to use, so Bernice snagged it for me. I still retain my two tickets, and my friend will still get his shot, too. What went around came back around and instead of biting me in the ass, it's going to bite me in the liver. Dunno. Just thought that was a positive tidbit to share :)
Other than that, the Aunt situation remains unchanged, Bernice is still the epitome of awesome, and once school is done, I will definitely be needing some world class beer.