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tanaiseThe weekend was good. Super lazy saturday, which I always enjoy, and then a busy sunday. Technically, I want a day after sunday to take off as well, but I run out of things to do, so ultimately it's probably a good thing.
Work today was frustrating. Not so much that I couldn't do the work but that I had to do the work on a Mac, wedged in the corner of my supervisors cube. I can use Macs, I have and will use them in my work, and I still hate them. They are counter intuitive, and it's as though someone set it up purposely so that all the keyboard shortcuts that work on PCs don't work on them, and I end up being crazy and wanting to kick things. Plus, this one wasn't really networked, which meant that actually getting the files off of it once I was done using them took as long as it took to make them. gah.
But, I worked in the office of the cute boys for a little bit, and thus they now smile at me in the hallways and hold the door. I suspect my new lilac top makes me hot. ;) They fought over the stupid little question I asked (what the &blah; language was technically called, since I needed to look up a greek character for a test page). It was highly amusing.
Hmm. So Sunday I had meeting, and ended up bonding with one of the women who will be interviewing me over our dislike of the strictly christo-centric approach of the meeting. I could get technical, as between her and my aunt, I'm getting a better and better understanding of the details of other meetings and why Philly is so cool (alas, if only Philly was as cool as its yearly meeting.) And then I went to eddie Bauer's and bought 5 shirts (including the new hot lilac one) and a belt so my jeans stop falling off. Oh, and it started raining, so I was on the one hand grateful it took me about 74 tries to leave the house this morning, including the one to go put the sneakers on, but on the other hand, they hate my feet, so I could be happier. And then across the boston commons, where, next to the tennis courts, they have this weird woven fence like thing, which I stopped to look at and lo and behold it's a fishweir. THe native americans used them to catch fish. I'm hoping the native americans were smart enough to put them in rivers, as the boston commons, even while rainy, wasn't actually *that* wet. Oh, and two new pairs of pants, which were, ta-da! a size smaller than the last pair I bought. :)
Andrea and I discussed the fact that Sean Bean is in Troy. We love Sean. We might wait 20 years for him. Especially if we could back date this so our past years of celebacy count. And I'm highly amused to realise how many sequels Troy has the potential to generate. Of course, there's no future for Orlando Bloom. And there's a distinct lack of happy endings. Unless the god in the box wins over.
There was a Wrinkle in Time movie that was on today. I meant to mention it earlier, to see if I could get M'ris to watch it just out of shock as my guinea pig. But I forgot.
I bought 4 CDs yesterday. I was very bad. *very*. I was just going to get one, maybe two if they were used. And the one I wanted was Absolution by Muse. I so love Muse, and I saw a 30 second view of a video in an ad, and I was all excited. And the first CD shop didn't have them, so I was sad, and consoled myself with the new Travis cd (used) and the new Dashboard Confessional (also used). And then I went to Newbury Comics, and they had Muse. And I did a sweep of the place, and found, and this makes me so happy, the Teitur CD. It's so beautiful. He uses words perfectly. I was inlove inlove inlove with his CD and listened to it about 4 times in a row. And then Muse at work first, and it was pretty and I was happy and played a few songs over and over again. And then Dashboard confessional, also good. And then Travis, which has the best anti-war song. Beautiful Occupation--if you can find an MP3, it's very pretty, and very evil. The beautiful occupation/So much for an intervention/Don't call the united nations
Oh, and I need to email Hot British Boy and see if he's planning on coming to any cons this year. So if any of you are in contact with Alex Lamb, ask him for me. Thank you.
Work today was frustrating. Not so much that I couldn't do the work but that I had to do the work on a Mac, wedged in the corner of my supervisors cube. I can use Macs, I have and will use them in my work, and I still hate them. They are counter intuitive, and it's as though someone set it up purposely so that all the keyboard shortcuts that work on PCs don't work on them, and I end up being crazy and wanting to kick things. Plus, this one wasn't really networked, which meant that actually getting the files off of it once I was done using them took as long as it took to make them. gah.
But, I worked in the office of the cute boys for a little bit, and thus they now smile at me in the hallways and hold the door. I suspect my new lilac top makes me hot. ;) They fought over the stupid little question I asked (what the &blah; language was technically called, since I needed to look up a greek character for a test page). It was highly amusing.
Hmm. So Sunday I had meeting, and ended up bonding with one of the women who will be interviewing me over our dislike of the strictly christo-centric approach of the meeting. I could get technical, as between her and my aunt, I'm getting a better and better understanding of the details of other meetings and why Philly is so cool (alas, if only Philly was as cool as its yearly meeting.) And then I went to eddie Bauer's and bought 5 shirts (including the new hot lilac one) and a belt so my jeans stop falling off. Oh, and it started raining, so I was on the one hand grateful it took me about 74 tries to leave the house this morning, including the one to go put the sneakers on, but on the other hand, they hate my feet, so I could be happier. And then across the boston commons, where, next to the tennis courts, they have this weird woven fence like thing, which I stopped to look at and lo and behold it's a fishweir. THe native americans used them to catch fish. I'm hoping the native americans were smart enough to put them in rivers, as the boston commons, even while rainy, wasn't actually *that* wet. Oh, and two new pairs of pants, which were, ta-da! a size smaller than the last pair I bought. :)
Andrea and I discussed the fact that Sean Bean is in Troy. We love Sean. We might wait 20 years for him. Especially if we could back date this so our past years of celebacy count. And I'm highly amused to realise how many sequels Troy has the potential to generate. Of course, there's no future for Orlando Bloom. And there's a distinct lack of happy endings. Unless the god in the box wins over.
There was a Wrinkle in Time movie that was on today. I meant to mention it earlier, to see if I could get M'ris to watch it just out of shock as my guinea pig. But I forgot.
I bought 4 CDs yesterday. I was very bad. *very*. I was just going to get one, maybe two if they were used. And the one I wanted was Absolution by Muse. I so love Muse, and I saw a 30 second view of a video in an ad, and I was all excited. And the first CD shop didn't have them, so I was sad, and consoled myself with the new Travis cd (used) and the new Dashboard Confessional (also used). And then I went to Newbury Comics, and they had Muse. And I did a sweep of the place, and found, and this makes me so happy, the Teitur CD. It's so beautiful. He uses words perfectly. I was inlove inlove inlove with his CD and listened to it about 4 times in a row. And then Muse at work first, and it was pretty and I was happy and played a few songs over and over again. And then Dashboard confessional, also good. And then Travis, which has the best anti-war song. Beautiful Occupation--if you can find an MP3, it's very pretty, and very evil. The beautiful occupation/So much for an intervention/Don't call the united nations
Oh, and I need to email Hot British Boy and see if he's planning on coming to any cons this year. So if any of you are in contact with Alex Lamb, ask him for me. Thank you.
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Date: 2004-05-10 08:34 pm (UTC)It sucked assmaster. They weren't even eaten by the big giant brain. I wanted to root for the big giant brain. BUT THERE WAS NO BIG GIANT BRAIN.
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Date: 2004-05-11 06:18 am (UTC)There was a very good short story in ROF a few months ago with a different take on Hector's death--as I remember, it was more of a choice thing. I should look it up and see who it was by.
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