Wednesday, May 26, 2004
Random Update before I fall asleep
Mac OS X 10.3.4 came out today. I have updated, but have yet to restart. Hopefully, since I've ironed out all the hardware bugs and I haven't changed my configuration, it shouldn't be a problem.
For anyone wondering, my cell is kinda out of commission until my next paycheck. And since I know I'm going to be in the area for a while, I'm most likely switching services and going to a plan, where my monthly bill will be cheaper, and I'll have nice gadgets like Bluetooth and a picture phone.
In other words, try the home phone.
For people on soapbox who also read this turgid, stifled prose, it will continue to exist upon my graduation from Pitt. I don't own this domain for nothing.
In other news, recent pessimism regarding friends concern about me, has led me to assume the worst regarding the status of our friendships. I have watched Cowboy Bebop; I hoped to have watched with Abby. I doubt she'll call or email or anything. I still have to return her iPod Dock coverings. Losing someone like that hurts. Losing anyone tears open a void you can't fill.
My sunburn is peeling, and the itch is maddening.
Rob Santoro rules. He's my co-worker. I car pool with him. He's class of '03, Pitt Computer Engineering. We're fast becoming friends. I was slightly afraid that he wouldn't want to hang out outside work. Everyone's polite in our working environment -- everyone gets along. But its that co-worker like. Uncomfortable subjects aren't brought up. But today we went to look at these apartments between Oakland and our workplace. It'd cut down the commute both ways, and they're really nice apartments. A little expensive for my taste, tho. Then we hit this bar he knew about in the area, and we just spent two hours talking about all the big questions: Religion, God, Death, Politics, Physics, Space, Time and Relativity. We both enjoyed it. I think he'll be joining soapbox eventually. Hoo-ray!
And now, a Haiku
Easy to Drink Down
Choked On; But Always Swallowed
Love and Misery
For anyone wondering, my cell is kinda out of commission until my next paycheck. And since I know I'm going to be in the area for a while, I'm most likely switching services and going to a plan, where my monthly bill will be cheaper, and I'll have nice gadgets like Bluetooth and a picture phone.
In other words, try the home phone.
For people on soapbox who also read this turgid, stifled prose, it will continue to exist upon my graduation from Pitt. I don't own this domain for nothing.
In other news, recent pessimism regarding friends concern about me, has led me to assume the worst regarding the status of our friendships. I have watched Cowboy Bebop; I hoped to have watched with Abby. I doubt she'll call or email or anything. I still have to return her iPod Dock coverings. Losing someone like that hurts. Losing anyone tears open a void you can't fill.
My sunburn is peeling, and the itch is maddening.
Rob Santoro rules. He's my co-worker. I car pool with him. He's class of '03, Pitt Computer Engineering. We're fast becoming friends. I was slightly afraid that he wouldn't want to hang out outside work. Everyone's polite in our working environment -- everyone gets along. But its that co-worker like. Uncomfortable subjects aren't brought up. But today we went to look at these apartments between Oakland and our workplace. It'd cut down the commute both ways, and they're really nice apartments. A little expensive for my taste, tho. Then we hit this bar he knew about in the area, and we just spent two hours talking about all the big questions: Religion, God, Death, Politics, Physics, Space, Time and Relativity. We both enjoyed it. I think he'll be joining soapbox eventually. Hoo-ray!
And now, a Haiku
Easy to Drink Down
Choked On; But Always Swallowed
Love and Misery
