Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Today I was getting involved in a project (trying to help a group improve their process) and this thought crossed my mind, "they're going to be wondering who this kid is telling them what to do"...and then i was like "you're almost 30, rebecca.  no one is going to be calling you a kid."  So sad.  P.S. I have three years to go, so that almost is really light-years away... 4:49:50 PM

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So, probably dancing Saturday night...which reminded me... Tisha and I went to our first dance together in 7th grade.  Homecoming.  It was at the high school rather than the jr. high. I wore a really, really ugly outfit.  Being poor and 12 was just a hard combination.  Anyway, at the game before the dance I realized I was wearing one brown sock and one black sock...  Then, at the dance, Tisha and I went off to the side and did our own dancing.  We were doing crazy stuff like her flipping over my back and such.  We had a good time. The next Monday I had my Chemistry class.  My lab partner was this football-y kinda guy.  He said, "who was that girl dancing with you."  I said, "oh, that was my friend, Tisha, she's a good dancer, huh?"  He said, "you're not so bad yourself." That's right, ladies and gents, it's been over 15 years and I still hold that compliment dear.  2:12:54 PM

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My office is so cold. My office is so cold. Hi-ho-the-dairy-o. My office is so cold. 1:39:48 PM

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Here's a fun way to waste time:  http://users.skynet.be/tiekenei/games/puzzle/river/river.htm It does work.  I did it. 11:04:14 AM

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I feel like I'm starting to come together a little better in my new routine.  I'm loving the gym thing...essential that I have everything ready the night before and then I'm up and outta there.  I even like getting ready at the gym; no one else seems to shower there in the morning, so I have the whole place to myself.  I even went in and enjoyed the sauna for a few minutes this morning.  I like wearing "real" clothes to work and having a nice office and feeling like a professional.  I like communicating with people and knowing that the things I'm telling them have some value.  I'm not a fan of the things I don't understand just yet or being so separated off.  I think I can adjust to those things.  Maybe means I have to walk around the office a bit more. I am getting together the plans for the weekend and it's sure look likeing a jam-packed weekend, but everything is good/fun that we're doing.  Plenty of time to just catch up and "be" too which is nice.  Tisha's been my best friend since I was 11, but she hasn't seen the place I've lived for 4.5 years, so it's pretty exciting to get to show her some of the things I've been talking about!!!  Okay, that's all I got. 10:50:22 AM

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Good morning, blogger world.  For some reason I haven't started using the new laptop at night, so I can only blog from work.  I did make it to the gym this morning, for anyone curious.  Hopefully I didn't cancel it out by using a bit of real sugar in my coffee; they were out of everything else in the office (or hadn't yet put it out, i'm not sure).  I think my honeymoon period at work is going to end this week.  I've been trying to get little stuff done / researched in preparation.  I did begin yesterday meeting with different folks and it's cool to get to here what they do and how it relates to my job.  I still have a lot of meetings to go.  This is a very meeting-ish place. I had sushi with Chris last night and it was lovely.  Sushi Hana is so wonderful...i love the monster ball; yellowtail, cream cheese and avocado...lightly deep-fried.  heh.  Yum!  I'm sad to say my nose is running this morning and I have no tissues in my office.   Once again popping the cold medicine, flintstone vitamin and adding an orange to my breakfast. So, the highlight of my day so far is that Cassie wrote a song about our friend Jason R....who didn't like the way we played pool on Saturday night.  It goes a little something like this: The Official Mr. No-Fun Pants Theme Song  Chorus: Worse than the party pooper It's Mr. No-Fun Pants He squelches all the fun Yelling, “Oh no, you can’t!”   Some guys have an eye for danger Others run to a helpless cry But then there’s Mr. No-Fun Pants Waiting for a no-fun fly by.   You've been there in the hey day The party is warming to fun Out of nowhere a guy in plaid Starts chastising all like a nun.   He doesn't attempt to be jolly Or woo with a pleasant demeanor He just whips that fat rule book right out As the no-fun intervener   Don't try to bat your eyelashes Though he is a fool for brunettes For on page nine of the rule book It states, “Forbidden: Tête-à-têtes.”   There might be hope somewhere out there For this slightly misguided fool He simply needs a quick, cold dunk In the “Life's a Party” swimming pool   The words in his rule book would blur He’d have no idea what to say Poof!  Mr. Anti-No-Fun Pants Rearing and ready to disobey! 8:10:35 AM

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