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luckily, i was looking up at the right moment to see davin waving from inside the coffee shop one block away from the coffee shop where i thought i was supposed to meet him. oops!
it’s not really my fault. he said to meet him at the coffeeshop at the corner of 19th and lonsdale with the sign saying “organic” in papyrus font. well, the coffeeshop on 19th has a sign saying organic, but it wasn’t in the right font. i thought maybe i didn’t really know what papyrus font was, even though i was pretty damn sure i did know. of course, he meant the coffeeshop on 18th, and that organic sign is indeed in the font which i know as papyrus, but it was also small and i never would have seen it from the car so it’s a really good thing i saw him waving.
we had a really good chat, stroll and hang out at my place. even if he was sneaky and forgot his cookies.

tomorrow is a social day. my new department is having their xmas lunch and then i have an evening coffee date with a bona fide celebrity-type person. i’m hoping the rain subsides just in case there is wandering to be done.
i just got home from my dad’s house. i took him some baking and he confirmed that my percolator needs a new electrical cord to work. then we chatted for an hour and a half about this that and the other. i haven’t seen him in weeks, so it was good to catch up some. i gave him my crazyass xmas wish list. i told him i’m buying him a birthday dinner next monday. i got soaked on the walk home.

it’s only six o’clock and i’m already exhausted. i was up at seven to take the car to the shop for eight. when i got home, i watched some of my firefly dvds with the commentary on, then i baked like a madwoman: mince tarts, biscotti, chocolava cookies, oatmeal lace cookies (which are really kind of gross) and peppermint bark.
after picking up my car, $700 later, i went to get it washed and now i’m in for the night. i’m kind of upset that my dvds didn’t arrive yesterday. according to the site, i have hero, hidalgo and fahrenheit 9/11 somewhere between vhq and me. i could really have used them to watch right about now. i guess i’m stuck with catching up on season two of dead like me.
i might be tempted to do something other than sloth about, but i’m working tomorrow. whee! what fun. actually, it’s okay. going in will allow me to tackle a huge filing disaster which will make me feel much better about having off my back. and they’re going to pay me double-time to do it. mm, double-time.

mark today on your calendars! i didn’t receive a single piece of spam. not one, and only two were mailing list mail. of course, that was just to one of my accounts, but it was still nice to experience for the first time in years.
i can’t comprehend that tomorrow is friday. i don’t know where this week has gone. the days are just flying past! the workplace festivities have begun. lunches, potlucks, decorations, visiting. for the next two weeks, it’s going to be a big love-in at the big, beige box.
i’ve decided to do my holiday baking. i think buying the big, shiny mixing bowl at ikea last night made up my mind. damn that ikea.
the weekend is basically upon us, and i am planless, which is fine. i have a pretty strong desire to recreate a couple fridays past, but without the having to get up the next morning to go to work so i could continue drinking martinis and being sassy with a tall, scruffy boy. unfortunately, that was probably a one of, never again to be repeated. mm, boy.

i think i love my job. now i’m going to ikea!

work is good. that’s really all i have going on.
i may just turn this into a straight photoblog since i don’t seem to have the time, inclination or interesting things about which to write. of course, that would mean i’d have to find time to redesign. hm, i wonder if i saved that one i had in progress a few months back.
i can’t seem to get excited about any holiday baking this year. mom was disappointed to hear it, but as i told her, it took me a good three years before i felt comfy enough to bake in my last kitchen. she can’t just expect me to dive right in this year! besides, i broke my mixing bowl and i just can’t seem to find a replacement i really like. mixing bowls are very personal things, you know.
i was going to offer to send cards to readers of interest, but i know well enough that i’d never get around to sending them, so i scrapped that idea. i’m having a really hard time figuring out gifts for people, too. i’m usually pretty good, but this year… i hate to use it as an excuse, but all work and no play makes heather a very dull, uncreative, boring, slacker girl.
does whining about one’s life still constitute content?

yeah, a little more research online and misty memories have pretty much confirmed my self-diagnosis as attack of the gall bladder. i’m a little early for the fair, fat and forty disease, but it’s not really to be unexpected. i was surprised that it was triggered by a bowl of minestrone soup, though.
before i knew what it really was and kept waiting for the upchucking to start, i was too afraid to take anything for the pain, so i spent everything between 1pm and 2am in some pretty serious agony. i finally gave in and called my dad to ask him to bring me pepto or something, but he wasn’t home. i probably could have called meg, but i don’t do crying for help well, so i just went to sleep. i did a lot of sleeping. it wasn’t very restful, but it did turn my brain off to the pain for a couple hours at a time.
the only lingering effects have been my intense fear of ingesting anything thicker than water and my letting down mel by cancelling my appearance at her housewarming brunch (for which i feel like a total shmuck). not eating for a day left me woozy, which, with my overactive imagination, meant that it wasn’t just an attack of cholelithiasis, but something much more dire.
at the very least, the low blood sugar lethargy enabled me to finish watching the movies on my 52 movies in 52 weeks list. three weeks early, i’ll have you note. instead of making a list of movies to watch next year, i think i’ll just keep a list of the movies i watch. while the project enabled me to catch up on a lot of films i’d not gotten around to seeing, it was kind of annoying to feel compelled to watch movies which weren’t very interesting.
me and my headache are going to go kill time until extreme makeover: home edition is on. i do love having my heartstrings yanked on by ABC.

colene came over to my hood and we went out for sushi, watched swingers at my place and then went on a mission to find a starbucks still open at 10:30 on a friday night. in the rain. we’re so wild and crazy.

and fun was had by all.

every day, i learn something new. every day, i get a little more efficient. every day, i get a little more comfortable. every day, my list of long term tasks needing doing to catch me up gets a little longer and i’m really glad she still hasn’t returned to work for if i see her face, i may have to shove an optical test unit up her ass.
grr.

my C++ final was tonight. cross your fingers that i passed, please.

instead of sitting around the house feeling sorry for myself any longer, i went to the casino last night and won $103.75.

i’m so fucking lonely it feels like dying.

oh. my. god. did i have such the good time last night in celebration of my bestest meghan’s birthday. we drank many martinis (her many more than i), talked to many people, made many different kinds of fools out of ourselves, and even managed to phone a boy i know and make him join us in the fun.
i really do love the martinis. cheers!

have i mentioned that TAIP doesn’t seem to have done any work in the last year? every time i turn around i’m finding something that’s piled up or been left to atrophy. things i’ll have to fix. today, both my supervisor and manager had little chats with me to check in and make sure i know that they are remorseful for the situation i’ve inherited.
honestly, it’s not bugging me so much. what is bugging me is that she spent so much time telling me how organized, efficient and skilled she was (translated: “you can never replace me.”) and how she wanted to leave me with a “clean slate” (translated: “HAH! my desk may be clean, but just you wait until you actually look in the drawers!”) when she was such an utter and complete dog-fucker. i’m so busy learning new things and trying to deal with each thing as it comes across my desk, through my email or in my voicemail that i don’t have any real time to dwell on the enormity of the things i need to do to fix it all. i even managed to solve a couple problems today and it has boosted my confidence a bit.
oh, yeah, TAIP called in sick today. i’m sure her new bosses are going to just love her.

i just thought i’d let you know that thanks to dj ariz0na, three cans of diet pepsi and a healthy dose of my father’s tenacity, i got my homework done. too bad it took until almost midnight to do it.
holy fuck i’m tired.

day one without my TAIP: halleluyah! i learned more about the overall scope and the why’s and how’s of the things we do in an hour and a half with Debbie than i did in all of last week.
of course, i also discovered that she doesn’t seem to have done anything in the last five years as there is at least a week’s worth of overtime (that’s 40 hours, people) just to get things up to an even starting point. heh. and i thought i was tired already.
and i haven’t even mentioned the paperclips. no, you really don’t want me to tell you about the paperclips. i’m not kidding.
my manager has started to apologize to me for all the work i’m going to have to do to clean up TAIP’s mess. good. maybe i’ll get my whiteboard out of the deal. i really want a whiteboard.
in other news, i have homework to do. tomorrow is my last class and the week after that is the final. yippee! no more C++! good thing, seeing as i’ll be working all those extra hours. ;)
too much caffeine, sorry. short, blurty sentences. oh, did i tell you i had sushi and edamame for dinner? damn, that shit is good. hm. i think i should stop drinking the Diet Pepsi. i’m a tad hyper. time to put on the ariz0na and get to work.