Wednesday, August 29, 2007
So, woohoo! Tomorrow I leave for vacation. (Obligatory note to criminals: Don't bother, Bubba's Sis will have already taken the good stuff.) Things have been so crazy busy lately that I haven't had time to anticipate it. This morning, though, I woke up excited that I'm leaving tomorrow. Here's to a fun time in Beantown. (Photo courtesy of Boston Online.)
Friday, August 24, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
The office I'm in this week gets warm and so they have a fan that blows the colder air from the hallway into the office. But because it's in the hall, people sometimes steal it. I guess they just think it's a community fan. That, or they're inconsiderate. Bear in mind that this is a gastro clinic. One of the ladies was saying that she wished they'd just ask before they took it. "I mean, it's not like the shit's gonna hit the fan."
Heehee Shit. Fan. At a place where people have poo problems. Teehee.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
I'm going with ones that I have bookmarked. These are the ones I use a bunch. Some others that I'm not including are generally things that help me book travel or shop online. Who needs those?
Sunday, August 12, 2007
A few single lady friends and I went to the alleged singles event at the museum Friday night. It was fun and had a much younger crowd that the previous time we went. (That time was full of the senior crowd.) It was 80s music night...which I totally dig. During the evening I had been thinking about what makes people approachable. I was also feeling reasonably cute and was having a good day in regards to extravertedness. I decided that the best move I could make was to separate myself from the herd. I browsed around solo but went back to the home base of my friends. It eventually worked out and a cute boy started talking to me. We only talked briefly but long enough to decide that he seemed cute, educated, gainfully employed, and funny. Conversation was easy and entertaining. We exchanged business cards. I haven't heard anything from him but since tomorrow is the first working day, I'm going to wait to see what happens then. If I don't hear from him I'm so e-mailing. He seemed worth getting to know better. And in addition to trading cards, he made multiple comments that would lead me to believe he was interested (like "we should have coffee," etc.). Fingers crossed, people. Fingers crossed.
When I got home that night, my "shirtless wonder" neighbor and his supposed brother were outside drinking. We've never talked in the months he's lived here. I haven't had a strong desire to make an effort to introduce myself. Even if I did, he either has company over and/or is never wearing a shirt. He, of course, does not look like the kind of guy whose shirtlessness one would appreciate. They never are... So he yells out "you want a beer?" and I say "no, thank you." He asks if I've already had enough tonight and I say "yes, but y'all have a good evening." That's it. Stalemate ended. I still wish he'd wear a shirt. (Although with the weather the last few days even I'm starting to envy being shirtless.)
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Occasionally I have a travel companion when I'm on the road. Sometimes the person is actually there to help me. Sometimes it's just luck that someone I know is in the same town. cph was in Shreveport with me last night and we went to dinner. We had Mexican because, really, what else do you think of when you hear Louisiana? Yeah, I know...anything but Mexican.
So we go in and the waiter is one of those guys with a lot of personality. Perhaps more personality than you'd like in a waiter. So we wanted to take advantage of the $2 margaritas. Who wouldn't? However, I had left my ID in the hotel and the waiter was already carding cph. His diligence at upholding the law? Not a good sign. I told him my situation and that I'd have to stick with water. "You don't have anything on you that shows your age?" Should I have pointed out the fine lines around my eyes? I had my grad school ID with me and a sticker on the back proved I was there in (gasp) 1999. And I had my Aggie ring. Class of '99, baby. Well, he bought it. And says something like, "Now the question is 'Are you single?'" I answered honestly--my first mistake.
He came back--as waiters are prone to do--and recommended some menu items. We ended up picking the two he suggested and I told him that we were easily suggestible. He then tries to hypnotize me into thinking he's cute. He's not bad... He walks away and asks me if I think he's cute. I just say yes. Second mistake as this only encourages him. All the while I'm kinda being showered with compliments. (I'd like to say that this happens all the time, thus making this day like every other. But clearly I'm not prone to lying.)
He comes backs and I'm avoiding eye contact. He starts serenading me. I laugh and think that his voice isn't too bad. Then he keeps singing. And singing some more. Interjects a little comment and then sings SOME MORE. I'm embarrassed. Again, would love to say I get serenaded often. Would not like to say that it happens in restaurants. I turn red. cph is freakishly giddy at that.
Yeah, the comments continue. He ends up giving me my To Go box, scrawled with "Te Amo. Mi Amor. Crazy Singer Guy." So, yeah, yesterday was a bit different.
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Interject "hopefully" in all of these. Please, Universe, do not think I'm tempting you.
Monday, August 06, 2007
"So what's been going on?" you ask. Not much. Same ol' traveling nonsense. Back to Shreveport today. (If you now feel compelled to come to my house to steal, please at least weed a little before you go.) Work has been busy and won't settle down for awhile. I had a good mid-year review. And I'm presenting at our national gathering in October.
The leisure activities are a bit jam-packed as well. I have a ridiculous amount of Astros tickets (long story) so if you're interested in any extras, just let me know and I can include you on a mass email. I've had family gatherings and baby showers and will have friends in from out of town. There's the singles' thing at HMNS. The celebrations of The Brother's engagement. Weddings. I'm exhausted and some of it hasn't even happened yet.
The house. Hmmm...I got a new rug for the living room. It's the one I've liked for months and was about 60% off the other day. Woohoo! It looks great. The guest room can actually function as such. There are a few other decorative odds and ends. The new back stairs. The sunroom/craft room is in various stages of disrepair. Yesterday you could see sunlight through its floor for awhile. I just ignored it because, let's face it, that's freaky.
I have 3 1/2 weeks until vacation.
I think I've finally made a computer decision. Hopefully I'll have time to get it on Friday. I can't believe I've made it this long without a personal computer.
I also can't believe it's August. I feel robbed of summer because of all this rain. The yard remains a mess although we did make a tiny bit of progress the last few days. Time just goes by so quickly. I'm going to have to stop saying things like that because then you'll know I'm getting old...
(Harry Potter discussion over at Pigs.)