Daily Update

Every morning as I come into work, it feels like another zip-a-dee-doo-da day in the
merry ol' land of Oz. As I go from one desk to the next it feels like I'm hopping
merrily down the yellow brick road. Then when more work gets piled on my desk its
like the horrible winged monkeys circling above waiting to come in for the kill,
with dreary gray skies and dead trees along the road. And then all of a sudden the
Nice Witch from the East comes in her shiny Willy-Wonka bubble symbolizing the
coming of lunch time. Its all happy and peaceful and the Lolly-pop gang is singing
in the background.

After that exciting adventure at work I journeyed home. I spoke with someone on the
phone, lets call this someone 'person X' for the time being. So Person X calls and
we decide to go to the store. Reminding 'X' of time constraints (dinner party at
8), we joyfully went to OSH (home depot type store). X and I were looking for a
Dremel tool (just like what a dentist will use, except made for wood, stone, and
metal.) X was like a kid at a candy store analyzing every last ingredient and every
combination of every sweet possible. As we turned onto the tool aisle, it was like
Christmas morning. The eyes bulging wide open, the Wow's, Ohh's and Ahh's, as X
stood from a distance not believing their eyes, rearing up the courage to actually
dive into the spectacular goodness of what the store was providing. For a split
second I actually thought we were at Disneyland. It was quite amusing for a while,
until the third or fourth call/text message I got asking where we were. Oops, we
were already late for our 8 o'clock appointment. I reminded X of the hour, but X
just exclaimed that 'This here what we were doing was more important. I just went
with it trying not to annoy everyone with me. It really seemed like everything we
did made us later and later.

We had a lovely time at Johnny's Pizza. And then a follow up grand ol time at my
place in the name of desert. We were showing off some of or our Man-Box designs,
that was until the girls started making fun of us for being so cool. You could cut
the jealousy with a knife's. And as a side note, just because I say I cleaned my
room doesn't necessarily mean that my room is completely clean. Baby steps is what
we're thinking here. Currently there are about 7 different messes in my room. I
periodically pick up, but new messes form daily. Its a constant battle.

My eyes regretfully opened this morning at 7:20am. My alarm was going off. I
sprang from my bed, turned my alarm off, layed back in bed, and for the next 7
minutes told myself not to fall back asleep. I was to drive Sarah to the airport.
Promptly at 7:27 I got up, and dressed myself on the way out the door. It only took
me ten minutes to deliver Sarah from her place to the Airport, for her 'last
departure'. It then took me 45 minutes to get back to my home/office.

This morning there were lots of Police/ambulance/firetruck sirens in Westwood. Sure
There are two hospitals across the street, but still, there were a lot of em.

I spoke with my dad late last night, yes I'm still organizing my taxes. Its not my
fault, usually do them in early Feb., but this time it's USC's fault for not sending
me a W-2. But my task for tonight is to find a ton of receipts that will get me
more money back. So this should be fun for me. All I have to say is 'hello 42"
plasma hi def TV'.

I finally found my Electric Blue 'Smith' Sunglasses. They were under a seat in my
car. Now just one lost item: a single guitar string, in a small plastic bag. I
don't have my hopes up though.

I'm listening to my new Yodeling CD (I think I heard them use the 'n-word' a few
times in one song.) Those crazy germans.

Lunch was sponsored by Jamba Juice