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Mmmm.. free cookies.

I gave blood today! The nurse got creative and drew a little cupid heart on my pink and red bandage.

I want to take a nap now.

I’ve played a lot of Magic recently. Last Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, and again tonight… yesterday I had a migraine again, and I thought I kicked it a few times, but it kept coming back, even into this morning, but I finally slept it off with a generous helping of water and ibuprofen.

Fanime is this weekend, and for the first time that I’ve gone to it, I’m not staffing it, which makes me feel very relaxed about it, not surprisingly. I’ll be able to take all sorts of pictures! I’ll be free to roam around and go to panels! Oh, it’s gonna be great! Woo!

I bet I’ll be bored two hours in.

I finally broke down and bought a gaming peripheral that costs more than the system it plugs into. Now perhaps I’ll be less frustrated when DDRing…

A couple of things that I’ve left out of previous entries and had it bugging me:

When I was driving down to LA two weeks ago, I saw a little dust devil off to the side of I-5, and thought that was pretty cool. Then, I looked ahead and saw something that looked like a fire, but as I drove by, it was another dust devil, this one at least 20 feet in diameter, just off the edge of the freeway.

Dang it, I knew there was something else! Now it’s just going to sit in my head until I remember it again, and it’ll get appended to the end of another entry… Bah!

[Edit: Stupid me didn’t form his <a> tag correctly, so the last half of this post was hidden. Fixed now.]

All My Fault!

This last weekend was pretty lazy, Saturday involved finishing up Dark Angel season one, and cleaning the kitchen. Well, at least the counters, the floor can wait, and the counters needed it way more. Sunday, I watched Wag the Dog for the first time. Found it rather predictable. Went to the grocery, then walked to the Sunnyvale Art and Wine Festival (and around it, and then back again, of course).

Then the less enjoyable portion of the weekend began. Well, it should have been fun. I got called upon to be the sixth person in a Magic draft, which is normally a fun thing… but this time, a combination of minor errors and horrible luck on my part made me go 0-5 over the course of two drafts, and end up walking away a frustrated ball of nerves. After oversleeping this morning, I get called by my boss at 10:30 just as I’m pulling into the parking lot, asking me to do a quick change that I assured him would be easy (after he insisted that I at least try it once, but I didn’t… I mean, it worked two years ago, why wouldn’t it work now?). I get in, and of course, I no longer have permissions to make the change, and the guy who needs to do it is not in the office yet.

So I spend the whole morning trying to figure out if it was an error on my part of if they did, in fact, change permissions, while simultaneously trying to get ahold of anyone who could make the change, and just feeling horrible all around. The change eventually got made, and they confirmed that they didn’t want random people making changes,

Blah.

Addendums!

Addendum to Long Post: During the incident on the freeway, I failed to mention that the whole time, “Don’t Fear The Reaper” was playing on the radio.

Addendum to short post: The duck didn’t really have one leg, but it looked like it. (It was doing a flamingo thing.) It really really freaked Gracie out, though. I took a picture of the ducks, but it’s still in the camera.

Speaking of pictures, I put the album of Chico and Jane’s birthday party online.

Also, as I was driving around LA, I’ve noticed billboards for a local engagement of The Producers, with George Alexander and Martin Short in the lead roles. George Alexander as Max Bialystock I can see, but Martin Short as Leo Bloom? It just doesn’t work for me…

And one more thing. The “Classic Rock” radio station here, KLOS, has been playing music that really scares me to be called “Classic”. Yes, folks, they are playing music that I remember being originally broadcast on the radio and calling it “Classic.” Dang it, I’m getting old.