Yendi's workin' for the weekend
Aug. 27th, 2005 11:32 amYep, at the office today. Ending up walking all the way to campus, although not via Houston Mill. Decided, once I'd gotten to Lavista/N. Druid Hills, that I'd head back over to Clairmont and walk to the Clairmont Campus, where I'd catch the shuttle the rest of the way.
Except, well, the shuttle doesn't run until 9AM on weekends.
Oops.
Fortunately, the entire walk started at 6 in the morning, so I wasn't completely drenched in sweat when I got here.
Burned through a ton of requests. Today's my day to handle behind-the-scenes stuff, tomorrow I get to be in a dorm. But I still got to partake of the nifty breakfast (a frittata-like thing with peppers and shrooms, bacon, and fruit).
Thanks to
robyn_ma, I now have "I Predict," by Sparks on my iTunes.
Oh, and since I'm one of two people working in the cubes today, I'm playing my iTunes on speakers, instead of using headphones. Rock on.
Random icon need -- there simply has to be an animated icon of Le Tigre's video for "Deceptacon".
Finished The Big Over Easy yesterday. It muchly rocked. I liked it better than the Thursday Next books, actually, partially because I'm generally pre-disposed towards hard-boiled detective stuff, but also because the characters here felt more sympathetic. In the Thursday books, only Thursday herself ever seems really three-dimensional, and even she doesn't do it all the time. Here, we had two leads (Mary and Jack) who both get more depth, and the interact with other characters believably. Which is not to say the book isn't laugh-out-loud funny. It's just also good.
Annoying information of the day: Softball was eliminated by one vote in the Olympics. By itself, that's an annoying fact. But according to that article, every sport was voted on. That means that people voted to eliminate softball and keep rhythmic fucking gymnastics, which (unlike regular gymnastics, which I adore), is not only not a sport, but is something that evolved from the games that village idiots used to play back in the day. I swear, if Lisa Fernandez or one of her teammates were to break the legs of any of the assholes who voted for "tossing a hoop around" but against softball, I'd provide her with an alibi.
Have I mentioned that I hate rhythmic "gymnastics?" A lot? And I like softball (and baseball, which was also nixed) a hell of a lot? Throwing a fucking ribbon in the air is, by a loose definition, performance art and arguably even dance. It's not a fucking Olympic-caliber sport.
Softball is.
Grr. Time for lunch.
Except, well, the shuttle doesn't run until 9AM on weekends.
Oops.
Fortunately, the entire walk started at 6 in the morning, so I wasn't completely drenched in sweat when I got here.
Burned through a ton of requests. Today's my day to handle behind-the-scenes stuff, tomorrow I get to be in a dorm. But I still got to partake of the nifty breakfast (a frittata-like thing with peppers and shrooms, bacon, and fruit).
Thanks to
Oh, and since I'm one of two people working in the cubes today, I'm playing my iTunes on speakers, instead of using headphones. Rock on.
Random icon need -- there simply has to be an animated icon of Le Tigre's video for "Deceptacon".
Finished The Big Over Easy yesterday. It muchly rocked. I liked it better than the Thursday Next books, actually, partially because I'm generally pre-disposed towards hard-boiled detective stuff, but also because the characters here felt more sympathetic. In the Thursday books, only Thursday herself ever seems really three-dimensional, and even she doesn't do it all the time. Here, we had two leads (Mary and Jack) who both get more depth, and the interact with other characters believably. Which is not to say the book isn't laugh-out-loud funny. It's just also good.
Annoying information of the day: Softball was eliminated by one vote in the Olympics. By itself, that's an annoying fact. But according to that article, every sport was voted on. That means that people voted to eliminate softball and keep rhythmic fucking gymnastics, which (unlike regular gymnastics, which I adore), is not only not a sport, but is something that evolved from the games that village idiots used to play back in the day. I swear, if Lisa Fernandez or one of her teammates were to break the legs of any of the assholes who voted for "tossing a hoop around" but against softball, I'd provide her with an alibi.
Have I mentioned that I hate rhythmic "gymnastics?" A lot? And I like softball (and baseball, which was also nixed) a hell of a lot? Throwing a fucking ribbon in the air is, by a loose definition, performance art and arguably even dance. It's not a fucking Olympic-caliber sport.
Softball is.
Grr. Time for lunch.