Merry Christmas Eh!

Merry Christmas everyone. If you're not celebrating Christmas, sorry, you're screwed. (Just don't tell that to the people at the Chaunakah party I'm going to tonight:-x)

It was a kind of weird when people were asking me if I was going home for Christmas. My answer is generally along the lines of "My home is New York, but would you like to know where I'm going?" That's what happens when your parents first move from the home state, and then move from the home country. Of course this does allow me to leave the cool out of office "FU! There is no way in hell you're getting a hold of me" with not just "I'm out of the office" or "I'm on vacation", but "I'm out of the country. (bitches!)" Ok, that last part isn't there, but it would be way cooler if if was. Anyway, I'll be in Canada (eh) until Wednesday. Until then, party on.

My Mom is not fashionable enough for NY

So, I suppose it's a good thing that she doesn't live here. So my Mom, who likes to through us a bone and come up with a good list of things that work as Christmas presents (please add sarcasm to that), pretty much only asked for one thing for Christmas, when I finally asked her specifically what she wanted. Now she told me I could order it online, which is all good and well, except that I leave for Canada on the 22nd, so I kinda need to rush delivery things at this point. Anyway, all she wanted was a simple turtleneck. Unfortunately, in NYC all you can buy is cashmere sweater turtlenecks, which isn't what she wants. I have nothing against ordering things online, but something like clothes I like to see in person, so I can at least eyeball it and say "Yes this will work", or just randomly choose an unsuspecting victim in the store who is close in size to the person I'm buying for. Oh well.

In other news, I have the worst cold ever. This thing is completely kicking my ass. I rarely get sick, and when I do, it's usually just a mild cold. My Cold-Eeze, which I will swear by, has done nothing. I've tried having spicy foods with meal to clear up the sinuses for at least a few minutes, and even that didn't have any effect. I've slept a lot, eaten well, even convinced myself to work out on a Sunday (which never happens), and none of this has done anything. Now, very slowly it does seem to be improving, but it seems like it will be several more days before I'm 100%.

Finally, I have bowed to peer pressure, and I am now going to the Sugar Bowl with Jim, and possibly Rory. All other Domers are welcome to attend. As of right now I don't have game tickets. I'm not sure if I'll get them or not, but I've never been to New Orleans, so for a worst case scenerio, we'll just go to party.

Stupid Immune System

It starts slowly, just as a tickle in your throat, but then you notice it seems to continue on for an hour or so, and then you notice your nose has started running, and soon reality is setting in. You're getting sick. This was my afternoon/evening as I spent it trying to get caught up after an unexpected 4 hour lunch (which I would have really enjoyed had I not known that I had a shit load of work to do when I got back to the office). The real frustrating part about this is tomorrow is the office holiday party, which means that I now have to curb my drinking for my own personal health. Also, I'm taking Friday off, so instead of having all the time to do hangover recovery, and go out and party again, I now have to stay in, sleep a lot and get healthy. Grrr.....

The year (and this week) in review

Through Thursday (barring any unforseen disasters) I will go out every night of the week (from Friday last week). Soon my liver will be quite angry with me.

Anyway, I've liked this idea. Go to your calendar, find the first entry for each month of 2006, and post the first sentence of it in your journal/blog/what-have-you.

January: So I've been blogging for a while, but it has been tucked off in a hidden corner of the net, and there are some topics that are not as well suited for that blog, so I decided to create this public one.

February: FINALLY! I'm getting the hell out of CT and moving to a real city.

March: So I was browsing through some blogs and I stumbled upon one that made a mention of today as Ash Wednesday.

April: I'm going to miss having TV at my desk.

May: Yup, today pretty much blew my weekend out of the water.

June: Yesterday was one of my coworker's last day.

July: So, I have returned from a fun filled week of camp.

August: I had to stay a little late at work today.

September: Question: if you were hanging out someone at a bar who had/was recovering from cold sores, would you willingly offer that individual your drink, and then finish it after they tried it?

October: 'Twas a good weekend.

November: Tomorrow I get to spend the day on the company's tab.

December: You want to know what this is?

Hmm...I think I need to come up with better opening sentences... Though this did work out kinda well since I just stared blogging in January.

For your entertainment

While exercising will power, I will avoid any racially insensitive comments, and just post this link. :-)

Little Things

Just a few little things since I feel like posting. I need to figure out what I want to do for the Sugar bowl. I was kind of hoping for a New Years Day bowl, but alas, this is now a difficult task with the current bowl structure. Anyway, I need to talk to the usual gang of idiot to see what's going on. I almost I feel I should just go to New Orleans just for the party, regardless of whether or not I get tickets. My counter argument is I don’t feel like dropping a grand on food, plane tickets, hotels, and possibly football tickets, as well as killing 2 or 3 of my 12 vacation days in the first week of the year.

Speaking of vacation, since I've been pretty thrifty with mine, I'm taking the next two Friday's off. I might get out and do some Christmas shopping. I'll probably just sleep late and then sit on my ass and play video games all day. I'm trying to think of it as saving my ambition for the new year, when I may decide definitely that the actuarial route will never happen, and start focusing completely on the career that seems to come quite a bit more naturally for me.

In other news, I have a new roommate. At least for about a month. He's a friend of my real roommate who most of you know is never here, so my real roommate is lending his friend his room while he looks for his own place. I apologize for the overuse of pronouns. Anyway, I now have to get in the habit of doing things I haven’t done since I lived here, like closing the bathroom door, which I pretty stopped doing. One of the perks though, is that he gets himself into the bathroom just a little before me in the morning, which is nice because I no longer have to wait 5 minutes for the hot water to make it up to my apartment:-)

This isn't right

You want to know what this is? No, I'm not referring to the fact that I'm a bum and I'm in on a Friday night, I'm referring to the fact that it's December 1st, it was almost 70 out today, and I'm wearing flip flops right now. The only reason my window isn't wide open is the fact that the wind is blowing at like 30 miles an hour, and I have random bits of paper floating around my desk that already took a tour of my room once this evening, and I can learn from my mistakes, on occasion.

I have nothing else interesting to say, I'll leave you with "Part I" of my saved conversations with my stalker. The date and time of this conversation was Thursday, November 20, 2003, 12:15:08 AM. At least that's when the file was saved. So, if you know me from back in the day and have a clue what was going on in my life at that point in time, please keep in mind the context. Also, for those of you not in the know, this got started when I got a random IM from this person asking me to meet her (assuming its a her) at a random party on Notre Dame Ave. I was planning on going to the Otter Room's KY wrestling party that night anyway, so I decided to go to this party to check out who this person was. Also, for those of you that missed it, this is from a few weeks ago.

NDDutchOvenGC: hey
TriDeltGodess: hey cutie
NDDutchOvenGC: alright, i got a question
TriDeltGodess: ok
NDDutchOvenGC: who are you?
TriDeltGodess: good one
TriDeltGodess: why did you delete what you wrote?
NDDutchOvenGC: you started typing a messege
NDDutchOvenGC: which i thought was gogin to make my comment irrelevent
NDDutchOvenGC: but apparently not
TriDeltGodess: nah
NDDutchOvenGC: so do you plan on answering my question?
TriDeltGodess: I actually have a lot of work to do
TriDeltGodess: and I think if you're that intelligent, you can see who I am
TriDeltGodess: happy hunting
NDDutchOvenGC: right
TriDeltGodess: it will be fun garrett
NDDutchOvenGC: i'im sure
NDDutchOvenGC: espencially since when i stopped in that party i didn't recognize anyone there
TriDeltGodess: I left early
TriDeltGodess: I can meet you somewhere else if you like
NDDutchOvenGC: that woudl be entertaining
TriDeltGodess: wouldn't it?
NDDutchOvenGC: now is that an offer to meet somewhere?
TriDeltGodess: maybe
NDDutchOvenGC: hooray for ambiguity
TriDeltGodess: well, you can always guess who I am....
NDDutchOvenGC: i'm still working on my suspects
TriDeltGodess: so who are your suspects?
NDDutchOvenGC: i told you, im sitll working on it
NDDutchOvenGC: early candidates include carrie, erin, and kristine
TriDeltGodess: what are you deleting?
NDDutchOvenGC: ?
TriDeltGodess: nevermind
TriDeltGodess: well, I really do have to get back to work
NDDutchOvenGC: that's boring
TriDeltGodess: and by work I mean masturbation ;-)
TriDeltGodess: ok, that's enough for one night
NDDutchOvenGC: well, that's not that boring
TriDeltGodess: not so much
TriDeltGodess: actually maybe i'll go to legnds or something
TriDeltGodess: we'll see
TriDeltGodess: but i've really got to go
NDDutchOvenGC: i doubt that, it closes at midnight on wed. if i'm tno mistaken
TriDeltGodess: good call
TriDeltGodess: oh well, lafun then
NDDutchOvenGC: have fun with that
TriDeltGodess: good night
NDDutchOvenGC: g'night
TriDeltGodess: and don't worry
NDDutchOvenGC: i'm not
NDDutchOvenGC: this is rather entertaining
TriDeltGodess: you're curious
TriDeltGodess: of course
TriDeltGodess: i hope it is better than those two girls you have in your house....banging both of them I hear
TriDeltGodess: tsk tsk
NDDutchOvenGC: right
TriDeltGodess: j/k
TriDeltGodess: hey, just the word on the street
TriDeltGodess: I believe someone is going to write it in chalk in front of dbrt
TriDeltGodess: or something
NDDutchOvenGC: har har
TriDeltGodess: rumors....
TriDeltGodess: never true anyway
NDDutchOvenGC: i'll try and look down when i leave class tomorrow
TriDeltGodess: bedtime
NDDutchOvenGC: indeed
TriDeltGodess: later
NDDutchOvenGC: later