brain barf… yum!
1 fortnight = 14 days
I was making a phone call to someone in London and she kept telling me that I had to wait a fortnight to receive something I’d ordered a month ago. I never had any reason to use the word fortnight, but I think I’ll start using it, just because.
Where is my cell phone?
I am so tired and I want to go to bed, but I can’t find my phone.
My phone is also my alarm clock, so this is a problem.
Grrrr…
UPDATE @ 5/20/2005: Thanks for the suggestions and offers. I’d already used the landline to call my cell, but it doesn’t help if the phone is in the car, under the seat. I should note that I also went out to the car to look for the phone, but could not find it.
Props to Yoshi who saw me boo-hooing about my phone and got out of bed, went out to the car with the Yoshi-cell phone, called the joz-cell phone, and found it. I was able to get up on time this morning as a result.
YAY!
Going home early!
Woot!
Woot!
Woot!
(Maybe I can convince Yoshi to take me to Costco?)
Fried Tofu appetizer
Silver Noodle soup with Ground Pork
BBQ Beef with Lime & Garlic
Garlic & Pepper Chicken
Green Curry with Chicken
@ The Palms Thai Restaurant
Most importantly, we had great company. Oh and front row, center seats for Thai Elvis were a plus, as well.
Nothing like a 14-5 game. (Sorry Marlins)
P.S. - Note to self: A good dinner does NOT consist of a Dodger dog, a large Diet Coke and half a bag of peanuts.
5/16/2005
Total Time: 29:44
Combos: 140
Coins: 15
Gaps: 41
Max Chain: 29
Max Combo: 4
TOTAL SCORE: 120520
Total Time: 29:56
Combos: 142
Coins: 12
Gaps: 36
Max Chain: 20
Max Combo: 4
TOTAL SCORE: 127840
I have a confession to make. I don’t like to bowl.
You see, I am a little accident prone.
And accident prone Joz + large heavy ball = pain waiting to happen.
I successfully avoided all bowling that happened last weekend in Vegas. I’ve just been invited to a bowling outing for work that I can’t get out of/not participate in. Grrr.
Will someone teach me how to bowl in the next week or so? (sigh)
make a roach crawl on the floor of the bathroom while she’s sitting on the can.
story to follow. actually, two stories to follow.
5/14/2005
3/15/05
Total Time: 28:11
Combos: 136
Coins: 18
Gaps: 37
Max Chain: 22
Max Combo: 4
TOTAL SCORE: 125150
I went to the mall today and cried because I didn’t want to be there.
I was traumatized by all the stupid people and overwhelmed by the sensory overload.
So sad am I.
Another Zuma score:
5/14/2005
Total Time: 30:35
Combos: 138
Coins: 22
Gaps: 38
Max Chain: 19
Max Combo: 4
TOTAL SCORE: 126290
5/14/2005
Total Time: 30:00
Combos: 133
Coins: 19
Gaps: 32
Max Chain: 21
Max Combo: 4
TOTAL SCORE: 124000
No, I don’t breed moufs.
It’s just that I still can’t breathe through my nose and that’s what “mouthbreather” sounds like when I’m congested.
This was when I was despamming my blog and I was keeping track of how many comments I had.
3/14/05 @ 11pm: 21324
3/15/05
@ 9:00am 20955
@ 12:35pm 20590
@ 3:00pm 20113
@ 3:10pm 19721
@ 3:55pm 19314
@ 4:05pm 18963
@ 5:05pm 18868
@ 5:15pm 18487
@ 5:55pm 18362
@ 6:05pm 17938
@ 6:20pm 17728
@ 6:40pm 17324
@ 6:55pm 17321
@ 9:40pm 16961
@ 10:10pm 16559
@ 10:15pm 16318
@ 11:00pm 16096
3/16/05
@ 12:15am 15522
@ 1:15am 14965
@ 1:30am 14624
@ 2:10am 14474
@ 2:20am 13985
@ 3:15am 13756
@ 8:25am 13430
@ 8:30am 12899
@ 10:00am 12502
@ 11:10am 12199
@ 11:45am 12059
@ 12:15pm 12028
@ 12:45pm 11453
3/17/2005
@ 12:00pm 10398
@ 12:40pm 10242
@ 4:00pm 9838
@ 5:00pm 9818
@ 8:00pm 9671
@ 8:20pm 9582
@ 9:15pm 9389
@ 10:00pm 9264
@ 11:30pm 8993
3/19/2005
@ 9:05am 8641
QUIT
Zuma scores
3/15/05
Total Time: 31:41
Combos: 135
Coins: 15
Gaps: 50
Max Chain: 17
Max Combo: 4
TOTAL SCORE: 126900
3/16/05
Total Time: 29:30
Combos: 140
Coins: 19
Gaps: 39
Max Chain: 13
Max Combo: 4
TOTAL SCORE: 124220
3/18/05
Total Time: 29:10
Combos: 142
Coins: 20
Gaps: 32
Max Chain: 15
Max Combo: 3
TOTAL SCORE: 120990
To be fair, before this, I haven’t had instant ramen in a long time. I can’t remember the last time I had it, in fact.
When I get sick, I lose my appetite and so I decided to eat ramen for the last 3 days because 1) it was there and 2) it was easy.
So what did I have for dinner tonight instead of ramen?
Frozen pizza and brussel sprouts. (Two of my favorite foods, though not usually in combination with each other.)
It’s called “Eating Ramen Everyday for 3 Days Straight.”
Yoshi said that it was gross not only that I’ve been eating ramen so often, but that I made up a song about about it.
To be fair, my song is only one line long.
My MT Blacklist doesn’t block spams, even when I’ve loaded certain URLs into the list.
Grrrr!
…but I don’t.
On the bright side, I got the entire morning off work and didn’t roll into the office until 2pm.
Yesterday, my throat was starting to bother me and by the time I left the office, it was pretty obvious I was coming down with something.
When I woke up this morning, I felt like my head was in a vice and someone walled up my left nostril with cement.
I went to work and Bossguy ended up sending me home in the afternoon and told me to take the morning off to recover. Who is going to send him a thank you note for that?
Thanks also to yoshi for making me ramen for dinner and for putting up with my whining. Being sick is no fun, especially for the people around me.
Seen in today’s Hollywood Reporter/Variety:
Steve Martin will become the eighth recipient of the Mark Twain Prize for American Humor, given annually by the John F Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts. The presentation will be made on October 23 and will likely be broadcast on PBS.
Upon learning of the award, Martin said, ” I think Mark Twain is a great guy and I can’t wait to meet him.”
He joins Richard Pryor, Jonathan Winters, Carl Reiner, Whoopi Goldberg, Bob Newhart, Lily Tomlin, and Lorne Michaels as a recipient of the annual Kennedy Center award.
I still feel guilty.
But I was right.
I am going to apologize for my behavior tonight. But not for disagreeing with him.
I have no sunglasses.
And my throat hurts.
Blah.
Contrary to popular assumption, I did not have McD’s for lunch.
I actually went home and ate some leftover italian food.
(Oh and some frenchie fries, but they weren’t from McDonald’s.)
Need someone to get it for me and bring it back. Too much to do here to leave my desk.
Sigh.
Well, back to Pumpkinland, it is.
No more trips to Vegas for a while.
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