Sad, but true
Day: June 1, 2005
This is why I like the people I work with
A coworker went to Ireland and brought be back a fridge magnet. Here's a chat snippet:
<Rc> it's perfectly horrible :D
<AQuinn> i'm glad you don't like it :D
<Rc> it will be featured proudly on my fridge
<AQuinn> cool. how does it rate on the tacky scale?
<Rc> sappy message, garish colours, kitshy theme all give it high points
<Rc> the only thing that detracts from perfection is that it's actually solidly built
<Rc> so it only rates a 9 out of a possible 10
<AQuinn> i'll try harder next time ;)
*giggle*
You shall all swoon at my return to Canada
ICON MADNESS!
Weird dreams are made of this…
I've been having very vivid dreams in the last few days. Dreaming of old friends and old situations. The one I had last night was particularly amusing.
I used to be a grad student and one of the things I worked with were live cell cultures. These things are evil because they need almost daily work – even if it only takes about 30 minutes to an hour, it still means that you needed to go to the lab every day, weekends, holidays and all. So last night, for I think the first time, I said “no, fuck 'em, let 'em die – I'll start a new batch tomorrow”.
It felt wonderful :)
As much fun as you can have with your clothes on
I've just finished putting the second coat of mahogany stain on the tabletop zen garden I'm making myself. It will look kick-ass, if I do say so myself.
I like these little creative projects I give myself. They make me feel creative and manly at the same time (it's the powertool aspect of the thing).
I want a shed.