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[Sep. 14th, 2006|07:55 pm] |
College student: i got something in the mail
College student: it's a voucher for 1,600 in travel dollars
College student: "your responsible financial history has earned you this 1600.00 travel voucher." ???!!!
Me: it's not real.
College student: how did they get my address?
Me: bought it from someone
College student: it looks really real
College student: which is probably how they scam people like me |
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[Sep. 10th, 2006|08:51 pm] |
Mac Users live in a different world than the rest of us
Mac User: You know how iPhoto has a library for every year... 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006
Me: Yes
Mac User: How do I create one for 2007?
Me: I think it will do that automatically when you add photo taken in 2007
Mac User: Well, I added some photos, and it didn't create a 2007 album
Me: You added photos taken in 2007?
Mac User: Oh, I guess not. Huh, that one stumped me for half an hour.
Rushing the cashier
While waiting in the checkout line at Shaw's today, I was reading the sign about the "Xtreme Value of the Week," which is just some item on a special discount. This week it was some Gatorade Propel flavored water thing. Anyway, it said that if the Cashier didn't offer you the item before stating your total, you get one free. So before the cashier finished with the previous customer, I had my discount card held out. As soon as he handed it back to my, I stood by the credit card machine with my credit card out.
Cashier: Your total is 26.25
Me: You owe me a bottle of that water.
Cashier: What?
Me: The sign says you have to offer it before you state my total or I get a free one.
Cashier: Awww.
Me: Thanks! |
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| The joys of moving |
[Aug. 15th, 2006|09:45 pm] |
As many of you know, GE is moving my stuff across the country. They contract it out all the relocation stuff to Cartus. Cartus contracts out the actual movement of goods to Barrett Moving and Storage. Barrett contracts out the pickup to some local place, the haul to United Van Lines, and the dropoff to some local place.
The local place in California picked up all of my stuff on July 27 and took it to their local warehouse. I was given a delivery window of August 5-15 by Barrett. I called Barrett about August 3 and they said it was on its way, so I was hopeful for a delivery near the beginning of last week. I called Barrett on August 9 and they said it's halfway across the country according to the United dispatcher, likely to arrive "toward the end of the window".
Having heard nothing from them since, I called my contact at Barrett yesterday and they said they'd call United and call me back. They called back, couldn't get anything out of United, which seemed kinda odd. I called again today, slightly annoyed, and got the same "I'll call United and call you back." This afternoon I got a call from the supervisor of my contact at Barrett. Due to some sort of miscommunication (and outright lies from United), my stuff wasn't loaded on the long-haul truck until today.
If you look at your calendars, today is also the end of their delivery window. The supervisor said it "could be here next Monday or Tuesday" which is unfortunately after I start work. Meanwhile, thanks to Cartus' contract with Barrett (and likely Barrett's contract with United), I get $250/day starting tomorrow until my stuff is available for local delivery. |
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| Winter Break |
[Nov. 17th, 2005|10:10 pm] |
Is going to be awesome.
I'll arrive in SB from Seattle at 10:20 on the morning of the 23rd and I leave at 8:10 on the evening of the 3rd for Boston.
47.2 days until the snowy place
169.6 days until I walk |
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| The USPS is retarded. |
[Oct. 4th, 2005|02:11 pm] |
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I went to send a small 3 lb package. The guy rang it up and said $8 and change.
I looked at the much larger "$7.70 FLAT RATE (any weight)" box on the wall, and asked how this box could be more expensive.
He suggested putting my small box inside a larger flat rate box. So I did.
I attempted to fill the remaining volume with rocks, but the gardners yelled at me, so I settled for packing peanuts.
As I was walking back to my room, I saw some small scrap steel plates. If only I had seen them sooner. |
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[Apr. 23rd, 2005|05:00 pm] |
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Wind tunnel testing today was an absolute disaster. Nothing went right, and we can't get any data.
Hopefully he'll be nice enough to withhold our grades and we'll finish this project in the fall.
And I lost my ID card. Fuck.
248 hours
378 days |
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[Jan. 13th, 2005|10:41 pm] |
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If you notice that my entires on your friends page disappeared, well, they did.
I needed to make some changes.
#d rocks, everyone should be cracking RC5-72. Context failure over! :) |
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[Jan. 12th, 2005|04:41 pm] |
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America West dropped the price on my spring break ticket by $100 today. Sounds good to me.
My dad wants to fly out to NYC for the 2 days I'm there. I liked my other roommate option better.
Seventy minus one days, I can't wait to be there. I hope she calls tonight.
While I was sitting in Optical Fibers today, I thought to myself "I got tech elective credit for my private pilots license, maybe I can get credit for my instrument rating." A quick chat with the AeroEng chair and I'm off to records so they can make a copy of my pilots license and drop Optical Fibers. $900 tuition refund, since I no longer have a 1-credit overload.
And it's cold here. Bitterly cold. All of the puddles are frozen solid.
1655 hours
479 days |
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[Jan. 11th, 2005|11:11 pm] |
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First fire alarm of the semester.
Oh wait, the semester starts tomorrow. Gah, I hate this dorm hall.
The weather here sucks. So cold.
She called! She needs to sleep more.
1672.5 hours
480 days |
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[Jan. 8th, 2005|11:13 pm] |
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Went to get some photos printed at Costco today, only to be thwarted by their "easy-to-use" machine. I had sorted all of the pics into folders depending on how many prints I wanted of each. Their wonderful machine ignores any folder organization and just presents all of the images on the disk, with no mention of the folder. So I came home and made a new CD, with a copy of each image for the number of prints I wanted. Hehe, I win.
Picked up a copy of Microsoft Digital Image Suite 10. Hopefully it will be so simple even my mother can use it.
For all the mean things I've said thought about her, I hope she turns out alright. Maybe a few days in the Zen suite with all those overachievers will motivate her.
Apparently Newark isn't a very nice place to be. I'll fly out of JFK for $3 less (but the hotels are nearly twice as much).
Tomorrow night, we feast. After being chauffeured in a Chevy Malibu. I wonder if the ride home will be the same as it was last year.
I'd do anything
I'd do anything
I miss her already. |
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[Jan. 8th, 2005|01:42 am] |
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We say goodbye, but you're not really leaving. And I'll see you again in 2.5 months.
I never knew how close she was to him. Or him.
12 more days and I'll be 20. And I don't even care. I used to care, about being another year older, but now it just marks the passing of time.
I'm still tossing around a few schedule options for spring break, but it seems pretty well set now. 3 nights in Boston, 3 nights in New Haven, and 2 nights in New York.
PRC-PHX-BOS on March 19th and EWR-PHX-PRC on March 27th. Expensive, at $450, but it's going to be a lot of fun (and some learning). The same flights 2 weeks earlier are $100 cheaper, but that's not when my spring break is.
Something about you baby, drives me crazy,
Something about this pretty girl, blows my mind.
I don't know what you mean. |
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[Jan. 6th, 2005|11:32 pm] |
Man on Fire was not at all what I thought it would be. The filming technique was kinda annoying. But you were right.
Tonight was a night for true gentlemen and ladies. What will tomorrow bring? |
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[Jan. 6th, 2005|12:35 am] |
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A wonderful day. I spent very little time alone.
Ugliest cake ever. |
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[Jan. 4th, 2005|06:39 pm] |
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The movie ended with one couple married and together forever, and the other couple apart, thousands of miles apart.
All the movie was missing was some Zours. Maybe I would have picked them up if I had planned on seeing the movie more than 5 minutes before it started.
I saw the coffee cup. |
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[Jan. 4th, 2005|01:35 am] |
I want to post something, but I have nothing interesting to say.
I think I'm addicted.
Now for the really ambiguous part to make #d wonder:
I wonder why she called. I forgot my phone at home.
This show really isn't that bad. I like the diner guy. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2005|11:42 pm] |
A slow day of typical post-vacation errands and jobs.
Then a doubly orange dinner, followed by a chat and an awkward chat.
I grinned smiled an awful lot tonight. |
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| From the trip to Moorea... |
[Jan. 2nd, 2005|02:14 am] |
December 27
6:00 PM
Leave SB waaay too early, but it's raining, so it may take us a little longer. airfrance.us says it will take our plane a little longer too, so it all cancels out. Stop at Ruth's Chris on the drive down (but which exit to take?) for a excellent-as-usual steak. Arrive at the airport, checkin (FC/biz line is longer than the economy line, and they have half has many checkin stands... odd.), and head off to "security." Get pulled aside for extra screening because I don't take off my shoes (which I know don't even cause a blip on the metal detector). Get to the gate with 3 hours to spare, joy. Watched a couple WW eps, made a couple calls since our cell phones won't work out there.
Finally board, row 47, middle 4 seats on the B744. Hot FA's, all very well tanned; look even better when they shed the blue "formal" look for red and white tropical dresses. Get crappy dinner, pick at crappy dinner, attempt to sleep. Continue to attempt to sleep all night, usually failing until they come around serving crappy breakfast. 4 points against Air France, 1 point for. They lose.
Land around 7AM local (9AM PST) and stand in line for what feels like forever waiting to clear immigration and customs. It feels (80F and 80% humidity) and looks (sunny with clouds) like it could be 6AM, 9AM, 12PM, or 3PM. Hot and sticky, we head over to Air Moorea to book a flight from Papeete over to Moorea. Next available seats aren't until 1PM, so the airline lady's husband takes us around town in his taxi. First over to the InterContinental for food, then off to the center of town. Wander through the central market, sticky and tired. I bought you a present, and got one for her. But then I spent hers. Oops.
Everything is really expensive here, makes Tokyo look reasonable.
Finally hop on our Twin Otter (um, yea, no security, not even a token hired guard) and it hops us to Moorea. Over to the hotel, and checkin. It's beautiful, absolutely beautiful.
chaud and Froid? This is a sink, not a psychology class. Damn frenchies.
9:30 PM
Now I take a walk to collect my thoughts, as I have collected change (coins) all day. But instead of collecting my thoughts I realize that I'm torn apart. My heart in another place, my mind in another time, and my body here. My mind is stuck in Tuesday last week and Thursday last week; but not stuck in a bad movie in europe, nor stuck in a car spinning out of control.
It cost 75% more for me to come here; why pay so much when only a third of me is here? What would have happened if I chose to stay home? I need to be happy, but I can't.
My memory remains awful as usual. Even things that I want to remember and make an effort to remember are gone 5 minutes later.
The hotel is supposedly full, but it really doesn't feel like it. Even the crabs don't notice as they scurry across the beach in the (fake) moonlight.
December 28
10:30 AM
These doors are funny. When you knock, it doesn't sound like anything from the outside. But from the inside it's really loud.
I had a dream last night. And unlike usually, I can remember that I had it and what it was about.
Yesterday the weather was "cute." It would rain for 15 min, then the clouds would blow away and it would be sunny and hot (like uncomfortable to stand in the sun with a shirt on); wait an hour or two and it would repeat. Today it's raining, and raining, and raining. Google for "Sheraton Moorea" to find the site for the hotel; they have a link to a webcam somewhere on there.
2:00 PM
Finally got up and went to bre^H^H^H^H lunch. Service was glacial as usual... ask for an OJ refill, 10 minutes later I get 2. There are no girls my age here.
Then we went snorkling. And by "went snorkling" I don't mean "got in a van and drove to some nature preserve," I mean "pulled the mask and snorkle out of the closed and hopped off the room's dock." I'm surprised that the fishies are so friendly... they really don't even run away. It's really pretty here.
11:30 PM
Ahh, a nap. Naps are highly underrated. As is catching up on sleep (which I never manage to do when I'm in town).
Then dinner, followed by "traditional" (yea, right, whatever) french polynesian entertainment.
Then WW; can you list all three english words starting with dee doubleyou?
The weather here never really changes. 80/80 in the day and 70/70 at night. Very odd.
3 more days in paradise.
December 29
1:00PM
Lesson learned: Don't miss breakfast. They don't serve food for an hour.
Speaking of which, none of us eat very much here.
2:30 PM
Shannon and Mark went to seaseasea to see what they could seeseesee but all that they could seeseesee was the bottom of the light blue seaseasea. See?
The fishies bite, says my mother.
Postcard mailed, I wonder if it will get there before me.
Can't get her out of my thoughts.
11:15 PM
A funny dinner. We sit down to eat at the resteraunt that we've wanted to eat at, but when we look at the menu we realize that none of us are that hungry. So we confuse the wait staff by getting up and walking out to the bar/cafe area. 4 of us split a cheeseburger and a fruit platter.
I really got roasted today. Bright pink all around.
Saw a shark swimming by the room tonight. They say that it won't bite.
Really whacky weather, as usual. A third night of thunder and lightning. And it's really loud tonight.
I wrote it tonight, I wrote everything. Tomorrow I send it off.
2 more days, 3 more nights.
December 30
12:45 PM
It's raining again. I slept in way too late.
I wonder what she's doing today. I wonder how she feels.
I wonder if the other she got into college. I wonder if her car will be totalled or fixed. I wonder if she is watching a football game right now.
2:45 PM
A kids meal, for me? Excellent.
Might as well eat the bread, since it's "free."
The lazy bums lounge by the pool. First it's too hot, then it's too cold.
4:30 PM
I tried taking the ethernet cable from one of the PCs in the "business center" (read: room next to the spa where they have 2 computers and no one who knows how to use them) but I couldn't get it to work, using DHCP or stealing the IP from the computers they have. I guess I'll post when I get home. Too bad, I wanted to send her the ntoe I've been writing.
10:00 PM
The shark has a name, but I forget what it is. Appearently he likes to eat bread. And a couple of the fishies have names too.
How could I be so tired, just 5 hours after I woke up, after doing nothing all day?
But a coke and a game of dominoes will wake me up.
Again, a pizza and a fruit platter feeds 4 for dinner.
Then WW, but it's too loud, so I wander off to write this.
1 more day.
December 31
12:00 noon
What time is it? We can't decide, so let's get up. Oh, it's early. Time for breakfast? Barely.
Getting sunburned was dumb. And I think we stayed one night too long. I'm ready to be home.
I miss her.
1:30 PM
So hot, so humid, even a half mile walk leaves you sweaty.
Oh wait, now it's raining. I'm sure the sun will return. In 15 minutes.
I used one of the hotels computers to get on the internet for a bit. The keyboard was the french layout, which is interesting. qwaz are all mixed up, all the numbers require you to shift to get them, as does period.
Hey yu: I'm sorry about the pain from 8000 miles away. I hope the pain in your ears is less.
Hey you: I'm sorry that you didn't get to go to san fran.
9:15 PM
A lazy afternoon and an early dinner, since we will not be partaking in the $200/head party the hotel is putting on.
WW as usual, but both eps were recently on TNT, so I was bored.
I hope the sleepy pills work. Otherwise it may be a long night and an early morning.
1 more night, then home. |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2005|01:08 am] |
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A happy new year to all.
No year-in-review here, I can't remember most of it anyway.
I'll post my journal from Tahiti tomorrow (er, later today).
She's with you tonight, which is good, becuase I ended up staying a lot longer than I expected.
Don't tease me over a decision I already regret.
But I walk away with a huge smile.
Tomorrow, we shall talk. |
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[Dec. 26th, 2004|04:08 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
| |  excited | ] |
"It's after noon, time to wake up." and thus begun my day.
Need swim shorts for Tahiti, oops forgot them in Prescott.
And a portable DVD player, so we can watch the Sorkin seasons of WW.
Have you ever known what you want, but been unable to have it?
Have you ever realized that you're doing something wrong? Better sooner than later.
Santa Barbara isn't supposed to be this cold and rainy. Not even in the "winter" time.
Not only do we not have online checkin, the plane is already scheduled to be an hour late. Go Air France!
150 deg West, 18 deg South, here I come. But first I must eat a most very excellent steak. |
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