The Ol’ Switcharoo

It was finally back to normal today. I got back on track to wrap up some projects, and should be in good shape by the end of the week. I skipped lunch at work, but ended up scavenging random food from conferences the day before, and even half a sandwich from the library. Sometimes it makes me feel like a hobo.

I had an appointment with SuddenLink in the afternoon, and the tech removed a couple line splitters from outside the house that seemed to cause some trouble. Hopefully that will be the end of my random drops of service in the middle of the night.

I spent the entire evening trying to recover some data off of some old hard drives, but I wasn’t able to get a single thing off of any of them. It’s at the point now where I’ll have to be really creative, or just give up.

Justice League tickets just went on sale, but planning is troublesome. So many hero movies coming out right now. May just go with the reliable.

Abusing my liver will keep emotions down.

Why send two when four will do?

This morning started out with another group project day. Four of us went to mount a touch panel when two could do the task with very little difficulty, and three would accomplish it with ease. The inefficiencies kill me, particularly when I have things that I could be actually accomplishing like totally for reals.

The majority of us went to Fat Daddy’s in London for lunch, and then we split up to do our own things. I spent all afternoon catching up at the junior high after nearly a week away from my own work. They had some food there in the evening for parent-teacher conferences, so I picked at some of that as I stayed late to finish up some tasks. Who needs to go home half an hour early when you can stay three hours late instead?

Three for three.

Zero Chicken

I had forgotten that school was out today when I scheduled my oil change for this morning. They were expecting me at the shop for group work, but I was stuck in a waiting room for an hour and a half.

When I finally got there, my task for the day was to help Amanda relocate a ceiling mounted sound system from the middle school to Crawford. The first part wasn’t awful, but Crawford was packed full of insulation, and my entire body itched the rest of the day.

I invited myself along to lunch with Heather and Gary at Quiznos. I feel like the rest of the world has finally caught up to their prices, so now they don’t seem so incredibly high any more.

After work, I came home for a while, then went to my parents’ house to clean up some leftovers.

Back at home, it was vodka cranberries and Overwatch.

Many years I have tried to break the spell. Move on; set sail with the wind at my shoulders.

Cocktail Sipping Jazz

I did some laundry and ate some spring rolls today.

I had to call SuddenLink about my terrible service in the evenings when I got dumped halfway through a competitive match of Overwatch. I’d like to re-run some new coax. It’s getting to that perfect time of year to spend some time in the attic.

Way to kill a Sunday.

Keystone of Justice

I slept beautifully last night after running on little sleep for the past couple days worth of conferences. It was all downhill from there.

I received a juror qualification questionnaire in the mail. This never would have happened had I not registered to vote after this past election. If I’m honest with myself, I still probably won’t even exercise that right if the time comes. I sort of assume North Korea will assimilate us before that happens. People seem to forget that Samsung is a Korean company. They think North Korea won’t stand a chance against us, when half the population carries a Samsung mobile phone with all of their personal information and an always-listening microphone. They never saw that one coming.

My Uncle Giao and Aunt Teresa came to town and wanted to visit. Their timing didn’t work out for lunch, so they wanted me to meet them at my parents’ house for dinner. I played a few rounds of Overwatch while I waited.

It was too cloudy to catch the Orionids, because why wouldn’t it be?

Maybe tomorrow will go according to plan.

Squeak By

How can something so clean come from someplace so dingy?

The days are getting so short already. It was supposed to be nice during the day, so I braved the cold ride in this morning. No regrats.

I tried to clear out a bunch of work orders so I wouldn’t get backed up the rest of the week. Then Mom made bún bò Huế for dinner. I didn’t stick around long because I had to get ready for a conference.

I did squeak in a couple rounds of Rocket League before tearing into prepping the car and my bags. I love traveling, but I hate the anxiety I get while I’m trying to pack.

I’ve also spent too much money recently, and I don’t want to dip into savings, so I’m slipping past this month by the skin of my teeth. I have impeccable timing.

Hopefully my paycheck does too.

Two in the Bush

Mornings are flying by this time of year. Learning of things has slowed to near nothing, but that will change soon. Intake throughout the day was relatively low, but I’ll have to work to maintain. I stayed late to wrap some things up, then had leftover spring rolls for dinner.

Washing machine needs a new timer to be less annoying. Not sure I can get one, and a new machine would be nice, but mine works. I just have to babysit. Clean socks are nice, though.

Some people might think of it as cowardly, but I can tell you with statistically reliable certainty that live cowards are infinitely happier than dead ones.

I’ll Be Straight with You

I woke up with a pretty wicked headache this morning, so making it to work was a bit rough. I tried out the new straightening brush I got over the weekend, and it did a great job of keeping the ends of my hair from getting super tangled throughout the day. I even got some compliments for having my hair down, but I was feeling too lost to take advantage of my diva moment. I just couldn’t find anything to focus on, so I picked at a few things throughout the day to keep myself from getting behind.

Dinner was spring rolls with my parents, and I got to watch my sister help my mom with her iPhone some more. The more I watch them, the less I understand why someone in either of their positions would choose Apple as a platform. What I really miss more than anything else is my old Palm Prē.

Once I got home, I played a few losing rounds of Overwatch and Rocket League for their seasonal rewards.

It’s only logical.

Junkenstein’s Revenge

I always manage to kill half of my weekend in a way even less productive than watching television. I don’t even know where most of my time went. I did play some Overwatch for the seasonal loot boxes, and a couple rounds of Rocket League with Josh and Johnny.

Clinton stopped by while he was in town, and we watched a couple episodes of Letterkenny. It’s one of those shows with super fast dialog, so I really need to watch it at about half speed to get what’s going on. It’s seemed pretty funny though.

I went to my parents’ for dinner, but bún riêu didn’t really hit any spots. Spring rolls tomorrow, though.

Pitter patter, let’s get at ‘er.

Close to the Vest

I woke up around 8:30 this morning and couldn’t ever get back to sleep. I laid in bed for a couple extra hours, but the sun was just pouring into my room. Eventually I got up and started cleaning up the house. I stopped at one point to watch Spider-Man: Homecoming, then took a late shower. My parents stopped in for a couple minutes to give me some harvested bananas and persimmons.

Mayra invited me to New China for dinner. Afterward, she, Armando, and I came back to my house and watched Scary Movie. It was a real blast from the past. Pop culture jokes basically serve as a reminder that those things happened.

You jumped off a sign and landed on your face.