finished harry potter this weekend....stayed up til 6:30am on saturday to do it. man..i just got so emotionally invested in thse books that i needed to keep reading so that i wouldn't be upset the next day. whew. but all done. =D what a good book...and it's about time, too....i had that book on hold at the waldenbooks in briarwood since my senior year at umich...

AT LAST.

it's friday.

when i worked at pd we used to work longer on monday-thursday so we could leave at 11 on friday mornings. i thought that was nice...cuz it was only an extra hour that we had to work the rest of the week, and can i see hands from all those who work that extra hour anyway? i don't know why i'm talking about this, being that i am writing this from my dining room table. telecommuting is a wonderful thing. i want to thank the email and internet inventors for making this possible. although i don't think i could work from home everyday. i think i would go crazy with no other faces around...i'm not exactly close friends with people from work, but it's nice to have outside human interaction on a semi-intellectual/professional level. it adds layers to life. breaks up the monotony. why is it that we need variety? i'll leave it at that cuz i feel ramblings surging....

funny-looking word of the day:

laughter

laughter laughter laughter laughter. it starts to look wrong when you keep typing it.

will people PLEASE blog? i'm getting bored at work....

there's a bruise on my wrist (surprise surprise)...right where my wrist rests to type. i got it while trying to kill this moth that had found it's way into my house. i'm not gonna front...i HATE bugs. HATE. ants, i can handle if they aren't by the hundreds....flies, i'm not so scared of, they're just annoying. almost everything else...YUCK. ew. scary. yes, scary. i know there's probably nothing to be scared of, but EW. basically, i'm a bug killer...but not a very good one. and my oh so loving fiance just likes to watch me react (or freak out). had he just killed the moth FOR me (and for the record, he was closer), i would not be bruised. let's start a list -- reason #1 why winter gets two thumbs up: no bugs.

can we talk about how i got to work 40 minutes later than i should have because gawkers caused an 8 mile back up on 3 freeways today?

...and we have, so i'm done.

they really do melt in your mouth, m&ms. it's the first time i really noticed as i eat a bag of m&ms contemplating what would happen if i saved all my purple m&ms from many bags so that i'd have enough to make a whole bag of purple m&ms, thus winning 100 million yen. but alas...too easy. they numbered the bags. they'd know if i was a fraud. i do enjoy the purple color, though. fun food. i'm glad it's just food coloring cuz how gross would grape chocolate be?

the closest i've ever come to a cow was at a petting farm. but they're isolated and in a fence, so i know they won't hurt me. so today i was doing a site inspection (or field mission as jon would say) at this farm. the owner only used about an acre of this 50-acre property. the rest was grass. but as a responsible professional, it was my duty to walk the ENTIRE site. uck. at least it's nice out, although i don't appreciate the odor of cow dung.

how far to the edge of the property line? i ask..
see the cows? there's a fence there. do you see it? the owner says..
yes, i see the fence between me and the cows, keeping the cows on the other side. that's it?
yes. that far. you good? i go.

the owner only used about an acre of the site, which was fenced off and had chained gates. so i'm walking around all this vacant grassy land by myself and i notice the cows are moving...not just moving...moving towards where i am....i wonder how they hopped the fence and realized that the fenceposts were there, not so much the fence itself. CRAP. the cows are now RUNNING to where i am. mild panic. i don't like cows. they smell. and can they trample me? and i'm outside the safety fence (i had to climb over the fence). dammit. flash to me one minute later calling eric on my cell phone because i just totally ran from some cows and hopped a fence to safety.

i called the owner a couple hours later and asked if the cows were his. 'just beware of the bull, that's the only one you need to worry about.' gee, thanks. you'd think i'd get some kind of advanced notice. at least pay me more if i'm gonna have to run from stinky cows. needless to say, i didn't finish and i'm going back tomorrow with a truck.

pay attention. not all the time. but for the bigger stuff. when you remember the basic gist of things...people feel important. when you remember the details...whoa...people feel super important. it drives me NUTS when people that SHOULD know things don't because they weren't listening when your mouth was moving. the pm for my new project just walked in saying "i see you got in touch with your site contact." did i not go up to you exactly 6 days ago to tell you that 1) i HAD touched base with the site contact and 2) i had set up the site inspections and told you the dates????? bah..i'm just complaining because he's not much of a pm (that's putting it nicely) and never ever ever knows what's going on with his projects. silly me, what was i expecting? and by now i'm over it and realize that this blog is a little bit stupid. but it's monday. not that it being monday should be an excuse. but it's a good excuse for a lot of things, no?

whew. blogger scared me for a minute. it's baaacckk!!!! =D

this sucks. i just lost all my entries. WTH!!!

whoa. new template. thought i was in the wrong place for a minute.

the new intern just called one of the project managers mr. reed. it's just funny to hear someone address a superior by "mr." after high school.....we didn't even address our professors that way....

so i'm clumsy. just a little. i tend to spill stuff and trip on stuff...i bruise easily so there's plenty of evidence. i only bring this up because i managed to spill water on my lap today at my lunch meeting. opening a bottle of water...and wouldn't ya know? all of a sudden it's all over my lap. dangit. i used to deny that i was clumsy. i think used to equate it with carelessness. i'm definitely not careless. i'm definitely clumsy. this is me embracing it. perhaps putting it out there will end this streak of clumsiness...

how did it get to be june so fast?

happy birthday, chrislum!!