Rent

So Luke and I are walking back to my apartment, and there’s a letter stuck in my door. I jokingly say “wouldn’t that be funny if they were raising my rent.”

Of course, it was a notice that my rent was going up $150 a month, effective 7/1/01. Ironically, if everything goes as planned, I’ll be out of here before then… it’s just funny. Of course, it’s been three years and it’s only gone up once and it was only $50 at that.

So we’re going to look at this one place that Ken really likes, but it’s in Foster City. I have to accept that no matter where I move to, my commute is going to get longer, it’s just that this is going from 10 minutes to 40 minutes – each way. That’s an hour a day that I’d now be losing. Well, maybe less if I don’t drive during rush hour.

It had better be worth it, although at this point, saving the extra money may make it… but there’s always the option of another place that isn’t as far.

Well, at least this clinches it… I’m definately moving.

Revenge of the IRS

Leave it to the IRS to mail something on April 17th and then say on it “return by April 9th.” The letter is even dated the 17th.

So the vending machines at work are starting to run out of soda… even the ones on the uninhabited floors. Just a random thing I noticed.

Bluh

So the “day after” at work is almost over.

It’s strange, because the company is physically separated so much, that word of mouth takes a while to spread. I’m still finding out the names of people I know who were laid off, in fact I just heard another one this second. I’m just dreading that I don’t make a major faux pas and ask “where is so-and-so, are they in today?” and just get stared at by my coworkers or something…

On a lighter note, it appears as though my clean install on Win98 on my computer is stable, now I have to go and reinstall a bunch of games, update them, and make sure they work for Saturday. Yay, LAN party.

D-Day part 2

It appears as though I have survived… for now.

But the carnage is brutal, ongoing, and still completely unknown from my point of view.

d-day

Well, we all have to be in to work tomorrow at 9am (EARLY) for orientation.

Folks, it’s D-Day at Yahoo!. In 24 hours, 12% of the company will have their severance pay and will be applying for unemployment.

Cutting hair and cleaning rooms

Cleaning my room is like getting a haircut…

You see, if you take a point in time that I just (cleaned my room/got a haircut) then it looks nice and neat. As time goes on, my (room gets messier/hair gets longer) at a very steady, but not that noticable rate. There’s never any one point where you can consider my (room/hair) to be “(messy/long)” because it’s so gradual. But the time comes when you can just realize one day that, “Damn, my (room/hair) is so frigging (messy/long)! It’s time to (clean it/get a haircut)!” and then I do, and it’s so noticable… and the cycle begins anew.

Friday 13th

So we’ve just now gotten settled into our new digs at work, and they’re gonna make us move again in three weeks upstairs, because of some departmental shuffling.

That is, for those of us that are still here three weeks from now.

I’ve been asked over and over, but I’ll say it again: it won’t be for about another week and a half that we find out exactly which 12% of the company is laid off, which makes for some very tense times. Well, at least the people I’m talking to are handling the anxiety fairly well, but there is some very morbid humor floating around…

I took some pictures of the new campus, just to show off the view… a few months ago, we had a barbeque at Bayshore Park, and I was captivated by the view of the bay / rest of the bay area… well now I have that view every day at work. It’s wonderful. Moving up to the third floor will make me even happier, unless of course they stick us on the other side of the building. 🙁

*sigh* I paid my taxes. I doubt I will ever again pay that much to the government in any one year.

Speaking of paying money, I got my new monitor set up yesterday. Very very nice. Now I need a digital video card that supports the widescreen mode…

here goes…

So tomorrow is the first day at the new campus… I get to play in a new building.. yay.

So I visited no less than four grocery stores today, and I think I found the one that I’m going to go to from now on to buy passover matzoh. You’d think that normal grocery stores would know the difference between year-round matzoh and kosher for passover use matzoh.

Ugh, I hate Passover. At least this year I have macaroons.