i passed 200,000 hits today at track15.com.
that is all i have to say. i mean, for those of you who have been following me and my writing, i want to thank you for reading. i know my writing (in both quality and quantity) has totally gone downhill, so i just want to thank you for sticking around through the bad times as well as the good.
*genuflects*
sigh. it's monday again. once i rolled into the office, i was called into a meeting with some of my team members. basically, the gist of it was the fact that this troublesome (i.e. difficult) block was not going away, and that i would have to do it. arrrgh. they TEASED me into believing that the feature could be removed! so now i'm bummed and stressed, to say the least.
the weather outside is cold and windy. i hate it. i mean, if i were at home and safe it would be one thing, but taking my breaks outside has become very uncomfortable. AND, it's supposed to rain hard in the next 24 hours or so. yuck. i hate the rain.
dallas plays seattle today. given that the last time the cowboys played was thanksgiving day, i expect them to put up a good fight. if not, i'll be very disappointed.
work work work. i don't know when i started to hate working, but i think it happened sometime this year. before that, i didn't mind; i actually enjoyed coding. but i think that after i came here to my current company, the enjoyment level fell precipitously. it's most likely due to the fact that i have to modify existing code (which i'm terrible at), which causes so much stress that i get panic attacks. *RAAR*
anyone out there also get panic attacks? it sucks, doesn't it? especially when lying down/sleeping does no good, and the only thing that results is squirming and freaking out in bed. luckily, i'm fortunate enough to have a medication that seems to do well in combatting them, or else life would truly suck.
anyhow, i'd like to rip van winkle my way through the next two months or so, when all my work will be supposedly be done and i can relax again. in the meantime, every day is a stressful day. *sobs*
anyone, i got a google phrase that was something like, "how donkey and dragon have sex." in case you didn't know what they were talking about, they're referring to the characters from _shrek_ and its sequel. but it's true! i've wondered about that myself. i mean, given the size differential, i doubt the dragon would feel anything when donkey starts poking her. she's like 50 times bigger! yup, donkey would be more like a tampon (size-wise) than a lover.
happy birthday mallory!
happy birthday nicole!
yup, there are two birthdays today. and i also just found out that my drawmate matt just had a baby named kate, whose birthday is the same day as mine! congratulations to matt and his wife!
wow. it's hard to believe that my friends are having kids. it seems so FAR away for me. of course, i have to find a girl first, but still... i don't think i'm anywhere mature enough to produce offspring. they should have classes that teach you to take care of babies.
despite coming from stanford, i do root for cal (and any other pac-10 team) when they're not playing my alma mater. because of this, i am very upset that cal didn't get invited to the rose bowl. *grumbles* stupid BCS. if you didn't know, cal was all set to go to the rose bowl, but they BCS bumped them down to #5, with #4 texas slipping in and getting the invite instead. i think that's totally bogus.
anyways. off to do some more compiling.
so friday night, the some members of the bowling gang took me out to this cuban restaurant in downtown SJ. the food was pretty good, and my favorite was the oxtail (yes, it's beef) even though it wasn't as tender as it could have been. i had a guava/champagne drink! i did feel bad that they paid for me because the meal wasn't cheap, and my birthday was more than a week ago.
saturday, i took a nice nostalgic stroll around stanford campus. i started in the quad and made it to tresidder union, where they were having a craft faire. there was acapella singing, some random people juggling... it was just a great atmosphere as i enjoyed my jamba juice and banana nutella crepe. i miss stanford.
later on that night, i met up with A at totoro for dinner. i like seeing her, even though it's once a week and i feel like seeing her more often. she's quite an active girl, with her piano teaching, spinning classes, and skiing adventures; it makes me feel like an lazy ass for being such a homebody.
sunday, i didn't do much at all. watched some football games, had dinner with peter at boston market (chicken pot pie!). the thing was, though, i had a panic attack (my ninth), and i sensed it coming even. i took two xanax, but they didn't work, as i was still freaking out in my bed. afterwards, i couldn't take it anymore, so i took yet another xanax pill, but this time chewing it up (it tasted horrible) to speed up the process. and what do you know... it worked, and i fell asleep.
so all in all, a decent weekend, although it ended in a bad way. man, i have got to find a way to prevent these panic attacks. sigh.