I guess we are having an energy crisis of some sort and are risking a black out.
Black Out, you say?
monitor brightness on high? check!
desk lights I never use on? check!
fan on high? check!
all portable electronics charging? check check check!
They act like this is a bad thing. I work on a computer people, no power = no work!
my nutrisystem 10lb marker has now turned into a -10 bear, lol
he cries a little now and then
Rachel: I bet it’ll be the bag of crap next!! Everyone get ready!
Malcolm: I have too many important things to do besides clicking on a website.
Me: Well.. okay, Mr. High and Mighty.
Rachel: That was rather condescending.
Malcolm: It sounded good at the time.
Andrew: Why don’t you close your myspace, facebook and twitter and go home!
Malcolm: I don’t have myspace!
I was at the coffee shop… which as you know is very normal for me. I walk up to the counter and Mike, the st8 cub is standing there. “Coffee?” he asked. “Yup.”
He shouts out “DANIEL COFFEE!!”
Out from the back runs one of the small asian women calling back “DANIEL COFFEE!!” I thought for a second she was about to tackle the espresso machine. Immediately the grinding and frothing began.
It was only a matter of time before I had a coffee named after me.
No, my journal is not abandoned (hence the abandoned baby doodle). I just live a very lame life and have nothing I would consider interesting to write about.
This weekend I did find out that I’m in a relationship with my roommate Malcolm. It was a shock to both of us. I’m sure you can see his journal for the continuing saga of our fake relationship. Thank you to Mr. N for starting that rumor.
Ummm…lets see, what else is new….
I’ve been biking to work everyday… canceled my $200+ parking pass…. yeah.. umm, wow. exciting stuff.
This is why I have nothing to blog about.
Any one in the seattle area needing a job? I am in need of a .Net web developer with good sql knowledge (SQL Admin experience a huge plus).
Send me a resume or note immediately to dmoola@gmail.com
Dear faithful readers:
Today… I have received… Civilization Revolution… It was nice knowing you, good bye.
Forever plastered to the screen,
Daniel
P.S. If you see Malcolm, please ask him to slide some food under my door from time to time.
People piss me off.
Seriously.. today they decided to mess with my coffee.
I went to the little store on the corner for my latte this morning and someone took my punch card and used my free coffee.
This’ll teach me not to trust those little rolodex things to save your card for you.
The weird thing is that they all know my name down there, I’d have assumed they would’ve caught that when someone used it….
They must’ve been a real sneaky snake.
Since the new owner of the little lunch shop downstairs took over she’s been adding new items to the menu. For the most part I’ve been very happy with what she serves… perhaps things are expensive, but they’re good and you won’t find them anywhere else near here.
Today I ordered a Jumdon (sp?) sub. Mostly because I didn’t know what the hell it was… I like being adventurous like that.
Malcolm and I check it out on the way back to the office.
For one, it was not a sub, it was a sandwich.
Second, it was the most retarded sandwich I’ve ever had.
So this sub is a slice of bread, a slice of ham, a slice of bread and then cheese melted on top.
The sandwich is full of FAIL.
Perhaps if she added some condiments…
Malcolm says. “Someone needs to tell her that her idea of a sub makes no sense.” He actually said a lot more, but he’s ranting too fast to type it out, lol.
