Dec 132006
 

On Monday someone at work hung a sign on a nearby drinking fountain: "Please DO NOT wash face in the drinking fountain!" Apparently some of our employees are a bit hazy on the whole "separation of function" concept between drinking fountains and actual sinks.

Today there was a new sign posted on top of the previous one: "Please DO NOT drink from the face washing fountain!"

I'm tempted to add a third: "Please DO NOT wash feet in the baptismal fountain!"

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Dec 132006
 

We had a decent time in Toronto last weekend, even though it was pretty low-key. Other than food, gas, and a couple drinks, we really didn't buy much of anything. I bought an Aero bar, a foamed chocolate delicacy that Canada cruelly witholds from the Hershey's-eating savages lurking on their southern border. It's probably for the best that we DON'T have them here, or I'll have to spend most of my waking hours in the gym, working off the chocolate.


On Monday my staff manager from my contract house took a bunch of us to lunch at Mongolian BBQ. Those things are always so awkward. In a group of usually 7-10 people, maybe 2 of them work together. The only thing any of us have in common is our employer and our office location, and our only common point of contact is the staff manager. Invariably, lunchtime consists of eating and awkward silences, with a background whirring of mental gears as everyone desperately tries to think of something to say. I made an effort to get some conversation going about the holidays, the various changes at Mongolian BBQ since they first opened the chain, and other trivia, but without continuous maintenance it lapsed back into meditative silence. I managed to get a few laughs with various witty remarks, but the conversational inertia was too great to overcome. Still, it was free food, and I stuck to only one bowl so I wouldn't succumb to food coma.


After the gym I caught up on last Friday's BSG episode. It was almost as intense as the previous one, but I don't really like Kat's character all that much, and the focus was on her. The scenes with Baltar and the Cylons were really intriguing, especially the bit with the hybrid that controls the base ship. It was also a relief to see Baltar finally acting clearheaded and confident instead of perpetually on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Later I was kept distracted by the marathon of The Lost Room miniseries which, despite being confusing initially because we didn't see the first couple episodes, turned out to be really good. The final episode is tonight at 9pm, so I'm going to try to catch it. I'm kind of glad it's a miniseries instead of a regular show, otherwise they'd spend years dragging out the main character's quest to rescue his daughter, and that kind of thing gets tedious after awhile. Still, the premise would make for a great RPG story, possibly using GURPS or World of Darkness.


One more week til Aruba!

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Dec 132006
 

On Monday someone at work hung a sign on a nearby drinking fountain: “Please DO NOT wash face in the drinking fountain!” Apparently some of our employees are a bit hazy on the whole “separation of function” concept between drinking fountains and actual sinks.

Today there was a new sign posted on top of the previous one: “Please DO NOT drink from the face washing fountain!”

I’m tempted to add a third: “Please DO NOT wash feet in the baptismal fountain!”

Dec 132006
 

We had a decent time in Toronto last weekend, even though it was pretty low-key. Other than food, gas, and a couple drinks, we really didn’t buy much of anything. I bought an Aero bar, a foamed chocolate delicacy that Canada cruelly witholds from the Hershey’s-eating savages lurking on their southern border. It’s probably for the best that we DON’T have them here, or I’ll have to spend most of my waking hours in the gym, working off the chocolate.


On Monday my staff manager from my contract house took a bunch of us to lunch at Mongolian BBQ. Those things are always so awkward. In a group of usually 7-10 people, maybe 2 of them work together. The only thing any of us have in common is our employer and our office location, and our only common point of contact is the staff manager. Invariably, lunchtime consists of eating and awkward silences, with a background whirring of mental gears as everyone desperately tries to think of something to say. I made an effort to get some conversation going about the holidays, the various changes at Mongolian BBQ since they first opened the chain, and other trivia, but without continuous maintenance it lapsed back into meditative silence. I managed to get a few laughs with various witty remarks, but the conversational inertia was too great to overcome. Still, it was free food, and I stuck to only one bowl so I wouldn’t succumb to food coma.


After the gym I caught up on last Friday’s BSG episode. It was almost as intense as the previous one, but I don’t really like Kat’s character all that much, and the focus was on her. The scenes with Baltar and the Cylons were really intriguing, especially the bit with the hybrid that controls the base ship. It was also a relief to see Baltar finally acting clearheaded and confident instead of perpetually on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Later I was kept distracted by the marathon of The Lost Room miniseries which, despite being confusing initially because we didn’t see the first couple episodes, turned out to be really good. The final episode is tonight at 9pm, so I’m going to try to catch it. I’m kind of glad it’s a miniseries instead of a regular show, otherwise they’d spend years dragging out the main character’s quest to rescue his daughter, and that kind of thing gets tedious after awhile. Still, the premise would make for a great RPG story, possibly using GURPS or World of Darkness.


One more week til Aruba!

Dec 012006
 

Had dinner at Logan's Roadhouse last night with Jamie95 last night, then watched the Gay Republicans episode of American Dad. I'd seen the second half of it before, but finally saw the whole thing; it was hysterical. I think that show is actually getting funnier than Family Guy, despite having the same creator.

Came home and played one mission in City of Heroes, then went to bed to finish my Mac Format magazine. I woke up when the alarm went off, with the bedroom light still on, so groggy I felt like I was drugged. Even after a Concerta and a diet Pepsi I'm still slumped at my desk. Must have been the Claritin I took before going to Jamie's, because of the cats.

My oncall week starts today; hopefully it will be quiet like the last one. The previous guy said he didn't get one page all week. May I be that lucky.

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