1. Reply with your name and I’ll respond with something random about you.
2. I’ll tell you what song/movie/book/fictional character reminds me of you.
3. I’ll pick a flavor of pudding or soft cheese to wrestle with you in.
4. I’ll say something that only makes sense to you and me. Or at least me.
5. I’ll tell you my favorite memory of you.
6. I’ll tell you what animal or plant you remind me of.
7. I’ll ask you something that I’ve always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
my sinuses (sinii?) feel congested. *honnkkk* unfortunately, blowing my nose does NOTHING. this proboscis is a pain in the schnozz. i’ve had headaches the past few days too, it’s been annoying.
my camera bag arrived! it’s AWESOME! i got it in gray/black, stuck my flickr-swag pins on it, and it holds my:
– rebel xt w/ attached lens
– powershot s410
– 2 battery chargers
– usb cable
– lens covers
– mini tripod
i’ve still got plenty of room for things. i can add another lens in there if i wanted to, or two more if i removed the battery chargers (or at least moved one of them somewhere else) and took out the powershot. the stupid ol’ ups man left it outside of the sunroom, practically on the driveway. if i didn’t check online to see if it was delivered, i wouldn’t have known. after i brought it in, it started to rain HARD, which would have been no good either. i wish they’d just leave things in the sunroom instead.
i want to make up little calling-cards about my pictures that i can keep in here to give out to people as well – http://stuff.gazpachosoup.net/flickr-card/ is nice, but i don’t necessairly want the bit about tags on there. hrm… maybe i’ll try to put together one of my own and get some of those template business cards that you print at home.
i exchanged text messages with allyson today – i told her today i wanted to give chance the mini a bath after work (poor mini is dirty 🙁 she hasn’t been washed since before i drove to new orleans! consequently it’s very dirty and i can barely see through the windshield, even AFTER using the windshield washer jets!). unfortunately, after leaving work it was all thunder and lightning, so i postponed the car-washing and that’ll have to be done another day.
the other day when i was hanging out with bruno_boy, zenmetsu, and mytinyworld we went to a 7-11 to find donuts (donuts… OF DOOM!!! turned out they were moldy :P). when we were leaving the 7-11 i saw on the slurpee machine a contest where the grand prize is a mini cooper convertible. i told my friends that i should win it…
“i should win that mini cooper”
“glenn, you already HAVE a mini cooper!”
“not for me! i’d give it to ally though so she’d have a mini cooper too!”
“that’d be nice of you – what kind of car does she have now?”
“oh, ‘ONLY’ a mustang!”
“yeah, but it’s a crappy mustang!!”
sk8bette and venusglitz: i told one of my coworkers this morning about the “beakalatin'” bit and all day long at work i would add “-atin'” to things i’d say. i was hoping to get a customer with lots of text messages on their bill or something so i could tell them they were textalatin’ or something similar. when i left for the day i told everybody that i was skeedaddleatin’, hahahaha 😀
some girl came into my store today to get a prepaid phone – i noticed she had a university of new brunswick student id and that the sales rep verified her canadian passport for identification. later when i was at lunch i thought i should have mentioned something about it just to strike up conversation, but all i could think of that i would say would be “so, you’re from canada, eh?” and that would be so accidentally cliché. XD;
i *still* haven’t heard anything about the job i interviewed for. i got an email today about another position i applied for, where it’s at headquarters with the federal accounts team and also has a pay raise – apparently they’re going to send me an email next wednesday with instructions, and i have an hour to complete the project and send them an email back. it’s like i have homework!
“After our talk, we spent a few minutes hanging around with miscellaneous Googlers. This was the most impressive slice of the day; not only were they all smart and inquisitive and friendly, but they were so damn happy. For instance, there’s surely no company in the world where so many employees wear t-shirts with their company logo, which we took to be a sign of deep pride (or perhaps simply a deep discount).”
that makes me want to work for google SO. BAD. arghh…
i’ve been thinking recently about making a postcard for postsecret. i’m trying to think of exactly what to say for it, but i already know the picture i want to use for the postcard.
right now i really want some rooster’s, though. 🙁 i’m craving me some chicken with special sauce… 🙁 🙁