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Jan. 10th, 2008 04:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogI just got a ten dollar Starbucks gift card from work today. I've never been to Starbucks in my life, and I don't drink coffee. But I've been told that they make really good hot chocolate. Should I:
A: Stick it in my pocket with the intent of using it at some unspecified point until it a year or two past it's expiration date at which point I'll find it in a wallet purge and say 'Oh, I forgot I had that!' (this is my SOP)?
B: Get some absurdly named and extremely overpriced yet tasty hot chocolate beverage with it on some cold January morning?
C: Give it to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mocha_mephooki, who seems to live at Starbucks (Mmmmm, caffeine.)?
D: Give it toposicat to use in some kind of electronic science project that probably involves fire?
D: Other (and please, do elaborate!)?
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My newly royal tooth is still very temperature sensitive. I can't chew hot food or drink cold liquids on that side of my mouth. I'll probably call again on Monday if it's not markedly improved by then. He put some sealer around it on Tuesday morning, but it didn't seem to help much.
I never said much about new Year's. The party, even apart from the pool fun, was really good and it was nice to see people there. I found a fantastic deal on flashlights entirely by accident while Andrea and I were out shopping for stuff; I picked up two more 4 D-cell maglights for $15 a piece, plus four spare lamps at half off. (Of course, I used my new flashlights to illuminate the attic HVAC space above the second floor rooms of the hotel. I found an unlocked accessway with a ladder up through a little bitty trapdoor cut out of the sheetrock ceiling; how could I say no to an open invitation like that?) Now I can light three mag lights up and juggle them on the abandoned stage of the Palace Theatre in Gary. I hope I can get someone to take pictures of me.
My love and I were the first customers of the year at the fabulous Nickle City arcade on the way home. You just can't beat ski-ball for a nickel a game. I saved all my tickets and hope to go back soon, maybe with some people along. Mocha? Posi? Tybis?
The weekend at the Dells has beeh set for the twenty-ninth of February through the second of March. I have that Friday off. With luck, we'll be able to leave early. I think we'll probably need to take two vehicles, so I'll have to dig up my Motorola FRS units since my mom doesn't have a CB radio in her car.
My company just spent $5000 on a font package. Wow. That's more than I've paid for all three of my cars combined.
Nothing really major came up at work today. I've just been so busy with an unrelenting stream of minor stuff that I haven't had time to build any of the four new hire systems that need to be done for Monday. I know; typical. I'll squeeze 'em in tomorrow. If the guy who got announced today doesn't get one, tough luck. I should be finishing up a few more minor things right now, with fifteen minutes left in my work day, but I'm taking a break. That makes up for not stopping for lunch.
My computer room looks so nice! I have Andrea's old desk set up as a mail processing and letter writing station. I'm tickled pink about being able to print my own envelopes, and now look for excuses to mail things. I am a dork. I am going to work this weekend on figuring out how to make a custom template that lets me put graphics all along the whole envelope.
These old glasses are giving me a headache. I'm supposed to have new ones early next week. That will be nice. I have a birthday part to attend this weekend. With these glasses, I'm going to look so fantastically nerdy.
I'm going to see if I'm feeling up to playing some dance dance when I get home tonight. I'm finally up to the stage of being sick where it's just a mild, and hardly even annoying, bit of nasal congestion (and accompanying nasalized voice), and just a little bit of reduced lung capacity. Maybe exercise will help clear it all out.
One of people whose computers I visited today has a little fish tank on her desk with a couple of gold fish in it. Despite that fact that the fish seem to do nothing but bob around and mouth at things that look like they have any chance of being something resembling food, they were actually very meditative to watch. I like fish. I keep thinking about having some in the house.
On a tangent, my brother has had to separate his algae eater from his goldfish. He says that it was attaching itself to them at night and sucking their scales off. He kept finding little red rings where it had vampirized the other fish over the night. That's kind of neat and creepy at the same time. I find myself trying to imagine myself in the goldfish's position and waking up out of a sound sleep to find this OMG thing!! attached to me, just softly, insistently, sucking away at my skin. You know, under other circumstances, perhaps involving a certain woodland creature with opposable thumbs rather than a fish, that might not be all that bad....
Err, I should stop now. It's about time to go home. 'Till next time!
A: Stick it in my pocket with the intent of using it at some unspecified point until it a year or two past it's expiration date at which point I'll find it in a wallet purge and say 'Oh, I forgot I had that!' (this is my SOP)?
B: Get some absurdly named and extremely overpriced yet tasty hot chocolate beverage with it on some cold January morning?
C: Give it to
mocha_mephooki, who seems to live at Starbucks (Mmmmm, caffeine.)?D: Give it to
posicat to use in some kind of electronic science project that probably involves fire?D: Other (and please, do elaborate!)?
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My newly royal tooth is still very temperature sensitive. I can't chew hot food or drink cold liquids on that side of my mouth. I'll probably call again on Monday if it's not markedly improved by then. He put some sealer around it on Tuesday morning, but it didn't seem to help much.
I never said much about new Year's. The party, even apart from the pool fun, was really good and it was nice to see people there. I found a fantastic deal on flashlights entirely by accident while Andrea and I were out shopping for stuff; I picked up two more 4 D-cell maglights for $15 a piece, plus four spare lamps at half off. (Of course, I used my new flashlights to illuminate the attic HVAC space above the second floor rooms of the hotel. I found an unlocked accessway with a ladder up through a little bitty trapdoor cut out of the sheetrock ceiling; how could I say no to an open invitation like that?) Now I can light three mag lights up and juggle them on the abandoned stage of the Palace Theatre in Gary. I hope I can get someone to take pictures of me.
My love and I were the first customers of the year at the fabulous Nickle City arcade on the way home. You just can't beat ski-ball for a nickel a game. I saved all my tickets and hope to go back soon, maybe with some people along. Mocha? Posi? Tybis?
The weekend at the Dells has beeh set for the twenty-ninth of February through the second of March. I have that Friday off. With luck, we'll be able to leave early. I think we'll probably need to take two vehicles, so I'll have to dig up my Motorola FRS units since my mom doesn't have a CB radio in her car.
My company just spent $5000 on a font package. Wow. That's more than I've paid for all three of my cars combined.
Nothing really major came up at work today. I've just been so busy with an unrelenting stream of minor stuff that I haven't had time to build any of the four new hire systems that need to be done for Monday. I know; typical. I'll squeeze 'em in tomorrow. If the guy who got announced today doesn't get one, tough luck. I should be finishing up a few more minor things right now, with fifteen minutes left in my work day, but I'm taking a break. That makes up for not stopping for lunch.
My computer room looks so nice! I have Andrea's old desk set up as a mail processing and letter writing station. I'm tickled pink about being able to print my own envelopes, and now look for excuses to mail things. I am a dork. I am going to work this weekend on figuring out how to make a custom template that lets me put graphics all along the whole envelope.
These old glasses are giving me a headache. I'm supposed to have new ones early next week. That will be nice. I have a birthday part to attend this weekend. With these glasses, I'm going to look so fantastically nerdy.
I'm going to see if I'm feeling up to playing some dance dance when I get home tonight. I'm finally up to the stage of being sick where it's just a mild, and hardly even annoying, bit of nasal congestion (and accompanying nasalized voice), and just a little bit of reduced lung capacity. Maybe exercise will help clear it all out.
One of people whose computers I visited today has a little fish tank on her desk with a couple of gold fish in it. Despite that fact that the fish seem to do nothing but bob around and mouth at things that look like they have any chance of being something resembling food, they were actually very meditative to watch. I like fish. I keep thinking about having some in the house.
On a tangent, my brother has had to separate his algae eater from his goldfish. He says that it was attaching itself to them at night and sucking their scales off. He kept finding little red rings where it had vampirized the other fish over the night. That's kind of neat and creepy at the same time. I find myself trying to imagine myself in the goldfish's position and waking up out of a sound sleep to find this OMG thing!! attached to me, just softly, insistently, sucking away at my skin. You know, under other circumstances, perhaps involving a certain woodland creature with opposable thumbs rather than a fish, that might not be all that bad....
Err, I should stop now. It's about time to go home. 'Till next time!
