Here’s my horoscope for today:
So are you going to call me? I’m waiting… But it’s completely wrong about the weather. It’s beautiful outside and that’s where I’m heading.
Here’s my horoscope for today:
So are you going to call me? I’m waiting… But it’s completely wrong about the weather. It’s beautiful outside and that’s where I’m heading.
This is from CNN Money‘s tip of the day (which is a veiled advertisement for Money Magazine):
(Italics added by me.) The philosophy is appopriate for more than just money. It can be related to all good things in life. Having friends who support you instead of drag you down by saying, “It’ll never happen. Give up,” is invaluable and I’m thankful I have that.
In other news, an ex-girlfriend of mine emailed me yesterday. She mentioned she and her boyfriend are engaged as of last weekend. That’s cool.
Name the source! Crambone!
I spent the past few hours thinking today is Thursday. Maybe I was anxious for this week to be over, but the weather has been so nice, I want to continue enjoying it. I don’t really make a great administrative assistant, you know, with not remembering what day it is. When do I get an administrative assistant for myself who can remember these things for me?
Actually, I’m excited. I’m excited because I’ve given much thought to my personal future, and I really believe that I’m heading in the right direction. I just have to keep moving forward. Every day I don’t do at least one action to move forward I am really moving backward.
Does it now follow that high school kids will drive with their boyfriend or girlfriend to Make Out Point to “Freedom kiss” each other?
Some internet searches that resulted in some poor souls unintentionally discovering my website recently:
On the train ride home from work yesterday, I was listening to some music and I envisioned an indoor colorguard performing to Cell Block Tango. And of course, it’s no surprise that someone already had the idea. Some day I’ll think of something truly original…
In other news, Google is celebrating Albert Einstein‘s birthday.
In other other news, you go girls. The Dixie Chicks exercise their first amendment rights.
There are few things in this world more gratifying than having an event you planned come off well. My company hosted its annual St. Patrick’s Day reception last night. It’s more of a party my boss is responsible for rather than the company, since he has been doing it for eleven years, and he “brought” the party to the company when he was hired here.
Also, I think I just like being in charge of things and the responsibility that ensues.
I returned home a little while ago from my birthday dinner.
Denise had planned the whole evening, and it was all to be a surprise to me. The plans involved dinner at The Cheesecake Factory and bowling. She blindfolded me in the same manner I blindfolded her last year for her birthday. I was placed in her car and driven to the restaurant, unknown to me at the time. I wasn’t allowed to remove the blindfold until after walking into the restaurant to the amusement of other people in the parking lot and the restuarant foyer.
We arrived at The Cheesecake Factory more than two hours before our planned dinnertime in order to get our names in, anticipating a long wait. It turned out that a party of 14 would not be able to be seated until midnight, well after everyone will have died from hunger. So upon some discussion, we opted for the Rainforest Café whose wait was only ninety minutes.
The dinner tasted good, but the rainforest-esque surroundings made for an interesting evenings. By the time we were done eating dessert (ice cream brownie volcano), it was pretty late and bowling was pretty much out of the question. Photographs are now online. Thanks to everyone who made it. It was great to be in the company of friends. Now I get to think about how old I am.
My good friend Bryan is working on a new project. The Webgeek 0lympics is a series of events for web designers and programmers to showcase their Mad Skillz™. So I urge you to take a look, and that’s not just because he paid me to say so.