FRIDAY

It is finally Friday and the sun is shining. Proof?

In the foreground is Evelyn's plant I was put in charge to take care of while she was away in the Philippines for two weeks. It did not have any flowers prior to her departure but with my knowledge of 8th grade horticulture at Porter Middle School (yes, PMS) I not only revived the damn thing, I have made it flourish. (For those in the area there's a pancake breakfast at PMS this Saturday. If it's going to be anything like the food while I was there I wouldn't miss it).

Today I will continue to do my research and take a break at noon to celebrate Carlos's Birthday and Mussolini's death with a free lunch!

I am also eating some fancy tacos and watching the Lakers game with Zoe after work. Not a fan of fancy food but these actually look good. If I don't get too drunk I'll take some pictures.

PS. My boss still won't make eye contact with me and the SIG continues to be unimaginably annoying.

and Today Was A Good Day

ice cube would've thought so too.

Well I didn't start off the day all that great due to a deceivingly cold morning bike ride to the gym. BUT, the very cute girl was working the front desk at the gym instead of the usual Gorilla. Nothing against the Gorilla but I'm pretty sure he and the Morning Grandma flirt with each other every morning. I usually give the cute worker the biggest smile but then I run away giggling like a little school girl every time. I'm helpless.

The workout was mediocre, probably a result of the happy hour last night to welcome our new receptionist. My day at work, on the other hand, was pretty productive (for me, not the company). I did a little "research," went to wamu to get some cash and chat with the fellow youngns that work there. Then I went to grab my usual semi-weekly vietnamese sandwich and their fucking delicious coconut waffle. Chicken, no spread, no soy sauce, with sriracha. Then I came back to work to actually work on a presentation for a few minutes while flipping back and forth from gmail and facebook. After an exhaustive work sesh I went down to Starbucks to see the cute filipina girl. She is excellent - free/discounted drink/pastry every time I go. Although now that I think about it I only go there to see her so I still waste a lot of money.

And to top if off I received confirmation that all the treats will be available for my friend's birthday bbq this Saturday.

The Big (More Like Round) Kahuna

Well I should be busy reconciling some numbers for our client over yonder in the MDT time zone but the guy over there is a complete nutcase and I really have no desire to be productive right now. SO I present to you my description of the most passive aggressive person in the world.

I say most and I am dead serious. Let me start the physical description since we humans usually want a mental picture first. He is a balding Jewish man with white frizzy hair starting from the peak of his skull - imagine a McDonald's sign laid on its back on top of a bald man, that's him. At about 5' 8" he has a medium to flabby build. His double chin does kind of work for him but not his purple spectacles. I've concluded those glasses were his attempt at taming his mid-life crisis, and as the kids today would say, those glasses are a complete "FAIL". The most distinctive physical feature is his perfectly spherical belly. I was baffled the first time I saw him. For a split second I thought he was pregnant but then I realized no woman could be that ugly. Logically I then thought he was carrying one of those inflatable exercise (body?) balls under his shirt but I pulled an Elaine and poked it as I went down to pick up my pen. It's real and I'm willing to hire a physicist to check if it's a perfect sphere. It definitely looks like it.

I'll discuss his passive aggressive behavior later.

kinda like this guy but imagine his shirt over it:

My First Post

I can't stand all but 2 of my co-workers.