21 may 2004

At a nice new desk in the office, over in the software development area and going out with some of the crew for Thaicoon, which, in addition to seeing Ted around a lot this week, has put my job love level at an all-time high. Is it bad that these three things are unrelated to my actual tasks at hand? Honestly, I do have a fun little task, but the only reason I'm doing it is because the third-party documentation was so lame that I didn't know exactly how to do it the first time around, and now my stuff is failing one of their new tests. "Oh, yes, that old test suite has many out-of-date standards!" Ha, how awesome of you to have us write our communication layer with these out-of-date standards when you had the new test suite the whole time! But no problem, fix shall be forthcoming.

Mwa ha, I'm also wearing my binary shirt.* Which is good because I'm playing with binary bit shifts right now. It is inspirational. I am also wearing the Best Jeans Of All Time. They came with a Certificatialiatado di Authentissimiro, or something like that. My jeans are so Authentissimiro, y'all.

*(There are only 10 types of people in the world, those who understand binary and those who don't. MWAH!)

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I really lovelovelove our HP lineparty board a somewhat irrational amount. Same thing I told the DT kids: don't you go there just to call us trekkies or something! :p

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Speaking of DT, I shall be in the summer production of The Importance of Being Earnest! I do hope many of you will come out for the witty comical stylings of that bad boy, Oscar Wilde. Just the realization of how busy I am this week is making me want to cry for my self of the next two weeks, during which I shall have rehearsalsrehearsals and sososo much excitement and preparation for the PoA premiere, but it will be a good happy completely worn out-ed-ness.

(The play I was last in over there, my character made her final appearance about 30 minutes before the end, but I would have to hang around in my poofy 18th century garb in order to come out for curtain call. But it was so possible to take nappy-naps, I would pass out completely, esp. on days that I had woken up long long prior to then, for my 9am theory class. Once my fellow cast neglected to shove me off the sofa for curtain call, and I totally missed the applause of my devoted fans that night. They gave me an award at the strike party, though, for being the Sleeping Beauty of the show. Awww.)

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Now to read up on the syntax of all the various kinds of tables that are transmitted in transport stream packets! Three cheers for the edge-of-your-seat gripping writing by the ISO and and the ETSI!

xoxo,
m

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