Written on Friday, the 28th of December, 2007 at 2:55 pm and was filed under:
The dentist said that despite my fifteen year moratorium on visits to the dentist, my teeth are okay, having only one spot of decay in a single wisdom tooth. I will return on Monday to have my teeth cleaned (possibly through four individual visits, with one “quadrant” cleaned per visit) and that one cavity filled. Then, all of my teeth will be broken out and replaced with chiclets. I might be just imagining that last part.
Written on Thursday, the 27th of December, 2007 at 2:02 pm and was filed under:
Apparently I missed something by going to work on the 18th: a car chase ending with a flipped pickup right in front of my building — practically on the front stairs. If I would have known, I would have stayed home and made popcorn to watch.
Written on Thursday, the 15th of November, 2007 at 1:50 am and was filed under:
Class is in session. I’m doing everything that I can to stay calm, but something about work and school runs me down. Also I think that I had a virus or some other thing from Seattle until last weekend. All of a sudden I just felt better — so much so that I haven’t been able to sleep.
Written on Wednesday, the 31st of October, 2007 at 1:09 am and was filed under:
I haven’t gotten out to sightsee at all — instead I have been shuttled to and from the Microsoft campus and generally trapped in a large conference room while Microsoft sold and sold and sold to us. Chris Kelly and I scrambled to assemble a presentation while my hangover solidified and settled over me. We were asked more questions than most of the other presentations, which might imply interest, or maybe the attendees were so flabbergasted by our overall shabbiness that they simply had to know how we snuck in. The secret attendee chatroom even had a snide remark:
“Do you think when his mother asked for help he just yelled up the stairs?”
I responded later “there aren’t stairs in the trailer,” but the timing was ruined. If you’re friends with someone and you make a joke at their expense, you have to give them a chance to come back with witty rejoinder.
Then again, I might not have had a response: my brain was being dragged under by the weight of my swollen liver. Microsoft tried to buy its way into my heart with free tequila but only managed to get into my pants. Yes, I did bad things to my new copy of Windows Vista Ultimate when I got back to my room last night. DON’T JUDGE ME!