17 February 2009 09:53am: Waited for the train just one minute after, skipped the arm pit to nose treatment and scored a seat on the bottom right out of town hall :)
17 February 2009 10:16pm: Saw a guy go out of his way to step over a homeless guy instead of walking around him.
18 February 2009 10:08am: Bristol want's to be, like, an advocate on the, like, issue of teen pregnancy, but she doesn't, like, want to get into details. like.
18 February 2009 07:16pm: Sun comes out and it's hot again all of a sudden. Dear Mr. Weather, we're at war. Pick a side.
19 February 2009 10:02am: Laughing at my boss' inability to write hello world in C without help.
20 February 2009 11:59am: My work is blocking port 70. No Gopher! Aaaieieiiaiaaaa!
20 February 2009 01:47pm: slicehost has a debian lenny image now. Think it might be time to migrate iacon to dallas. already?
22 February 2009 10:08pm: Shouldn't gopher, and not http be the default protocol for server that starts with "gopher"? I'm only saying.
23 February 2009 07:23am: Last night I dreamed the Capitalists were going to turn everyone into credit default swaps.
23 February 2009 09:20am: My Australian hosting provider blows.
23 February 2009 12:03pm: I'm installing perl4 so that I can compile black perl. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Perl I'm a dork.
23 February 2009 02:46pm: Allison apparently thinks that the universe revolves around her. "Where's OB? Oh he's in that meeting."
23 February 2009 05:14pm: No mention of Heath in the mX. Must have gone to press too early to call it. The mX and I were the only ones didn't know it was sure thing.
Today at 05:24pm: It amuses me that practically the entire Australian Navy has to skip town in order to make room for a cruise ship.
Today at 05:25pm: It's the largest ocean liner in the world, but still.
We had some light rain this morning. I had a nap out in the atrium
my grandma had built, resting to the pitter patter of rain drops
outside. The sun gently woke me up an hour or two later and I watched
the clouds scoot across the sky over the neighbours house. It made me
really glad that I moved up here from the city[1].
The rain reminded me of this time when I overheard this kid talking
to his mum in Sydney while it was raining and he refused a brolly,
saying “guy's don't use umbrellas.” I remember thinking to myself,
gosh guys are kinda dumb. Me, I like to be dry, so I guess I am not a
guy. Next time a girl tells me that guys are all alike I can say
“hey, I like to be dry when it rains!”
although, lets just
see how much I still feel like that when I wake up at 6am tomorrow to go
to work :P
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my avatar is dressed like a whore
Today really felt like shorts weather. Yay for spring! I was in the parking lot down at Wyoming shops today of all places and I felt better than I have in months just because it was so warm. So awesome to feel so alive! I am excited about the approach of beach weather.
$5 got me a once-again-working tyre and for $60 I replaced the ink cartridge in the printer (well more like $30, but I also got a B&W one), which I think I already had a replacement for in a drawer somewhere. These things would be much easier to find if they were on the floor where I can see them.
Also excited because 30 Rock is back on iTunes. I am pretty sure it is on TV here somewhere, but I am also pretty sure it isn't on Aunty which means commercials which I hate. Why does everything have to be about selling stuff? It seems like they can't even sell me something without trying to sell me something else now a days. Like the other day I noticed someone had an iPhone so I asked how she liked it. She said it was wonderful, except for the phone part (it drops calls apparently). Remember when we used to get phones primarily for... well the phone component? Apple has done this really amazing job of making us focus on things that aren't really important. That would make Steve Jobs a wonderful President don't you think?
Brendan Fraser was awful in that Dragon Emperor movie. He was terrible in the first two but he managed to set a new low. The start of that movie so wanted to be Indy 4, which is weird because it was the least cool movie from the series (though still so much better than any of the Mummy movies).
Wanted was pretty bad too, but it was the Russian version which sort of made it interesting. All of the writing was pretty much in English except for the stuff that was important and you were supposed to read, which was in Russian. The audio was English though, so it must have come from a source that was subtitled, although said subtitles had unfortunately been stripped. Cyrillic on the bottom of the screen is the only thing that would have saved it. Seriously. Why do I watch terrible movies? Still, I can't complain for the price of admission on either count.
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closing doors
Running late today, and this guy was ambling down the escalator on my way to the train, so I shifted into the passing lane and ran for the door, which announced “stand clear, doors closing” just as I jumped through the threshold. Only it was just like that scene in Aliens when Sigourney Weaver and Kyle Reese[1] jump into the elevator when the xenomorphs[2] are chasing them and it is all suspenseful, because the train doors stay open just long enough for ambling man to sit his butt in the door and mumbles something vaguely sounding like if this train is going to mumble-muble to a couple of asian girls who clearly have no idea what he is saying.
“In or out, dude.” Someone says in a thick American accent.
Okay, actually it was me. And I feel a little mean for having said it, as I am sympathetic with people who come to a train station they have never been to before and I understand the desire to know where the train you are getting on is going, and furthermore wanting it to coincide somewhat with your own final destination, but I hardly think that entitles you to delay an entire trainload of people, most of whom are already late to work, just because you are too lazy to read the big blue monitors strategically placed around the station.
He hops in and once the train is underway, he asks me “does this train go to Central?”
“Yes, it does.”
When I get to work I hold the elevator for someone who thanks me and we start talking about the weather. It struck me that it was totally the opposite reaction to the situation earlier in the train. It was just when Bill Murray and Egon Spengler are in the elevator with unlicensed nuclear accelerators on their backs. Except for totally unrelated.
I know, I know her real name is Ellen Ripley, what do you think I am dumb?
