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the day before & boba

The temperature was 28° C (82° F) when I went in for work at eight o'clock yesterday morning. It may have hit 40° later, but I don't really know. What I do know is that I was outside moving boxes of medical records and large wooden pallets between two different buildings dressed in a heavy polo shirt and baggy pants - not the best clothing to be in considering the heat. Despite my numerous stops at a nearby water fountain I probably looked like I was in the midst of walking across the Sahara. Of course, this may also go some way toward explaining the fourteen hours I spent asleep after work.

I also made a colleague blush without meaning to yesterday. I was picking up some forms from the Washington Animal Disease Diagnostic Laboratory (WADDL) and shared a quick 'hello' with the girl working behind the counter, which is all we usually say to one another. Her shirt looked rather nice that morning, and when I told her that on my way out the door I could see her face brighten by several shades of pink. It was only meant as a simple compliment but she seemed eager to wish me a good morning when I came in again today. Hmm.

I did laundry earlier tonight - although I forgot to wash my 'pink' clothes from last time - and already one of my white towels has blood on it. Go figure. I also unpacked a box I'd brought from my parents' house while waiting for the dryer to finish. Mostly new clothes, but other goodies included new reading material from a newly-discovered bookstore (Guns, Germs, and Steel by Jared Diamond) plus new music (Songs of the Banyan: Folk Music of Vietnam) and a new movie (Serenity) that I purchased while visiting my old coworkers at the music store. I also consumed more than my fair share of bubble tea while visiting my parents; unfortunately there was still no sign of the Boba Hut (technically the Boba Tea Station) since their mysterious disappearance last winter.

My last paycheck from work hasn't shown up yet. I tried calling rurisue to see if it might have been delivered to the house instead but she hasn't returned any of my calls. Maybe she's dead? I wonder if I can have the university's payroll department issue me a second check if the first never arrives ...


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Jun. 29th, 2006 08:03 am (UTC)
sorrz we couldnàt talk for verz long. hope it wonàt be as hectic next time :)
Jun. 30th, 2006 01:13 am (UTC)
no worries! :)
Jun. 30th, 2006 01:39 am (UTC)
Geez is that always the first thing you think of when someone hasn't returned any of your calls? That they're dead? I'm glad you don't have my number. :D

the first thing I think when someone doesn't return my calls is that they hate me
Jun. 30th, 2006 03:04 am (UTC)
Either that they're dead or they have their phone turned off.
Don't worry, I still hold you to imaginary standards - if you don't update in a 48 hour time span I'll start to assume that you're dead too. ;)
Jun. 30th, 2006 08:42 am (UTC)
DUDE! You called at 9:09pm, and posted this at 10:29pm. And it's the only call I've received from you in quite a long time, psssssssshhh! You make it seem like I'm this awful (dead) person, and it was barely over an hour when you posted this! =P

Ho hum, I was at work when you called. And then I had school today, and then work again. And then homework (statistics = devil, remember?). Damn these Alive! sessions. They're the devil, too. Or maybe minions. Or something.

Anyway, I rarely go to the other house, unless it's to park my car before walking to school/work, clean up a bit, pick up David, or drop off food for him. I live at my townhouse now, and I'm SO HAPPY and CONTENT and it's CLEAN!

So I haven't seen your paycheck. I'd check with Joel, though -- It wouldn't surprise me if the idiot left it on the banister or something. He's so pissing me off, lately, and I'm not even living there. The other day he turned off the air conditioning (when it was nearly 100 degrees outside), because Aisha was cold. She doesn't even pay rent! Or help out around the house. She just brings over her bitchy friends who wear shoes in the house and insult everybody. But I like Aisha. Just not Joel. And I think they're both being manipulative. they called up Amanda at 10:30pm on a school night to go grocery shopping last week! And since they know that David and I will no longer stand for being used, they've been asking her to pick things up for them at stores and whatnot (like garbage cans, since I took the one from the other place).

Gah. Enough complaining. I don't have your check, but I'll let you know if I see it. You should look into getting direct deposit. MUCH easier. I can get a form for you, if you'd like.
Jun. 30th, 2006 08:44 am (UTC)


darn typos.
Jun. 30th, 2006 09:17 am (UTC)
DUDE! (I feel like I should add "of doom!" to the end of that) I wasn't clear with my post, but the whole 'not returning calls' thing also included a call you may or may not have received last week about my long-delayed Avista payment. But yeah, I hadn't heard from you in what seemed a long time ... so what else was I supposed to think but that you were dead? ;)

Does your statistics devil still wear that snazzy underwear?

I know what you mean about rarely visiting the house. My new apartment is quite lovely if a little empty at the moment. However, not having any room mates living here does mean I can do as much dancing as I want without anyone noticing. How is that for a perk?

Joel and Aisha are the main reason why I don't stop by the house, although at least in my case they can't exactly ask me about running errands for/with them. Little do they know that I now have two cars at my disposal (which almost sounds like something to be scared about) ... Oh yeah, and I did manage to get my check at the house despite Joel's best efforts to the contrary. Some time in the next day or so you should be able to spot my key taped to the wall where the white board used to hang - it's not there yet, but I'm working on fixing that before the weekend kicks off.
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