Archive for November, 2004
This cold isn’t letting me sleep. Neither is my rather clobbered sense of time.
To allay people’s fears. The evening improved mightily. I got to spend a very nice evening chatting with shadesong. Or to be more accurate, I got to spend the evening talking with ‘Song. Who both is and is not shadesong.
And this was a very, nice thing.
I have a lot going on in my mind now. I realize this is yet another one of my random vague comments. But… nonetheless, I feel like saying it.
I will now make the third attempt of the evening to sleep. It is currently 3:38 am local time/ 12:38 home time. The Andrei is staring at the ceiling and schnorfling.
Well, I’m at LAX basking in the free internet offered by the Continental President’s club. I have almost no signal which means it’s probably meant to be in the frequent fliers club room and I’m just getting lucky.
I had one of those Airport Breakfast Sandwiches. It really wanted to be a breakfast burrito. Egg, sausage (polish sausage, chopped up), and salsa on an onion roll. Knowing my wondrous stomach… the inevitable should be along momentarily.
I am chatting with fiannaharpar about my impending meeting with the shadesong and are now discussing the concept of WWJD. Which I explained in her case probably meant complimenting ‘Song, pulling out a cigarette and chatting about Henry Rollins for an hour.
I am happy because this trip is somewhat of a goal accomplished for me. Engineers are not typically flown anywhere by the office. Sometimes for training. You have to pretty much be a technological lead or principal to get this kind of treatment. And I’m being flown out to talk about my technology work with management and visiting 3rd parties. This to me is a good thing because it shows that I am establishing myself as more than just another engineer.
I also am meeting with one of the Junior Executives in the company to talk about a job at the company I am very interested in. This would be another big long-term goal that I’ve been working on for about 8 years. Fingers crossed. Any wishes, prayers, goetic workings, enochian calls… are appreciated.
In the mean time, I’ve brought ritual scripts with me to study. It’s a very full quarter for me. Especially with being the priest for our Oasis’ Thanksgiving Mass as well as our December 24/25 midnight Mass.
Whoooo Nellie. 🙂
EDIT: I already miss the Heather.
I blame brendan93!
First.. you must watch this flash animation that he inflicted on us.
Well, you know it’s all gone wrong when it crosses to mainstream (sorta) web comics.
Aiiigh!
(Please note: this death is figurative not intentional or literal, please do not consider this a viable threat)
Edit: Fixed link to UF