that's erin inspecting andersen's lousy immitation of princess cake. i shall refrain from dissing the clownish victorian decor and the sorry excuse of a cake which costs $7 per slice because i would like to keep positive today. it's the first day of erin's series of graduate school exams and i would like to send her all my positive energy.
believe it or not, that cheap wine glass is an sbyc trophy. it was given to gvs, one of my bosses, for placing second at wet wednesday this week. he then proudly gave it to me. i thanked gvs and added that i have no reason to own a wine glass; i don't drink.
gvs: oh, you could give it away if you like.
thuy: i would need six to give as a gift set. could you see to it that your
team place second a few more times?
gvs: yes, m'am. oh, but there are only two races left this season.
thuy: next year, then.
harold has been with schmeebot from its humble beginnings. he is one of my colleagues, a pretty neat character. he is also my personal supplier of all hip hop hits, namely dirty versions that are not made for the radio.
my office has moved. i now report to work some thirteen miles away instead of just two like i had for years. in fact, i am with an entirely new company.
6420 via real 8, carpinteria
that's the new office, not the dumpster but the bay behind it. it's been a rough start. yesterday was our first official business day but only half the office had working electrical outlets. we only got light after i drove to ace hardware and bought 32 four feet flourescent light bulbs.
my work space has been fairly functional as of this morning. i can't say the same for the rest of the office. how about a tour?
nondescript front door
flagged bird's nest overhead
reception area complete with occupancy permit taped to window
conference room
true conversation i had with my boss last week:
boss: (on his way out the door) thuy, i'm going to run some
errands. i'll be back in half hour.
thuy: okay, see you then!
boss: i'm going to buy you a toilet.
thuy: hm, can't i get a refridgerator instead?
boss: no.
thuy: oh, all right.
and here it is:
why do i not like that tag line?
future home of st thomas
(timelessness to be had here)
and right next to the women's room, my office!
that's erkan at my desk. various people stop by my desk on the hour to hook up or fix something. see that orange chord? that's the power to our server. yes, our entire livelihood is currently being powered by some magic in the attic.
note snazzy $20 ikea chairs
view from my desk looking toward back of office
view out my window
i'm having some difficulty getting used to having my own space. i use the front door instead of the one direct from my office. this wouln't be so bad if they weren't a foot apart, like this.
i take the white path
i aim to follow the yellow path someday and head straight to downtown carpinteria for another photo essay.
holly is a tough act to follow. her idiosyncrasies are very curious and distinguished. i'm having the most difficult time identifying mine. everything i can think of is either a bad habit or a fault, not very fun.
so i solicited for help. who better to recognize quirks than the supereggster? she gave me five in less than two minutes. whoopah!
1. you sleep with all your clothes on. this one makes me chuckle.
back when mariko visited me, she had to sleep in my room. i went
to bed fully dressed for her protection. i didn't want to expose her
to anything unsightly by accident.
2. you are fanatical about having water with you at all times.
i foist water on people around me, too. i must have a very serious
fear of thirst. i wonder if it has anything with my name meaning
water. most unlikely.
3. you eat with your glasses off. i only need glasses to see afar.
afar being about ten feet away.
4. you are scared to meet most people, but you would talk to
strangers with no problem. how very true this is. if the stranger
is male and attractive, i would proceed to flirt shamelessly as
well. i am known to have whore tendencies.
5. you don't use any skincare products or hair conditioner
or anything. i don't use cosmetics. i rarely brush my hair. i do
use soap and shampoo though. deodorant, too, lest you think
i live in a cave.
phew, i'm so glad she didn't state something obvious like you complain a lot. i have to admit how much i enjoy this meme. it's always neat to learn about another person's perspective. these things would have never occurred to me as idiosyncratic. they're normal, i insist!
my latest food craze is chunky peanut butter with grape jelly from a squeezable bottle on an english muffin. i've been having it for breakfast for about a month. the week before last i substituted the muffins with crumpets. just as magnificient.
when the craze began, i bought reese's crunchy peanut butter just for the brand recognition. turned out to be super tasty stuff. anyway, i finally finished the entire jar yesterday. i went to albertson's for more except they don't carry reese's. this is what i ended up buying:
ingredients: peanuts, salt, and oil
i have to admit i was a bit disgusted when i opened the jar. i decided to drain every last drop of the oil before i used it. this morning i noticed it had collected yet more oil on top, some of which has somehow managed to ooze out of the jar. the label is all greasy and the shelf is now stained with a huge ring of oil where the jar sat. most curious.
i wonder if this is what g meant when she tried to convince me that peanut butter is evil.
