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Weirdness

November 30, 2005 Leave a comment

This morning, I was the only person waiting at my bus stop. Everything was fine, but where were all the usual passengers, the ones who were there yesterday? It was truly a “Twilight Zone” moment. Then I wondered when the term “Twilight Zone” will become obsolete and meaningless. Then I felt weird.

I think the CPU fan/heatsink unit in my parents’ PC is on the blink. I think this because the CPU is overheating and spontaneously shutting down, and also because the PC has stopped making its usual deafening noise. I wonder if I should just buy and install a replacement cooler myself. Please feel free to talk me out of it. In the meantime, I think I’ll open up the other PC and take a peek at its (working) fan, just for comparison.

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Life’s Mysteries

November 29, 2005 Leave a comment

One might wonder, for instance, why my cube-mate, Bill, has a copy of “The Rules” by Ellen Fein and Sherrie Schneider hanging out on his desk, especially since he is married, not to mention a man.

One might continue to wonder for the rest of the day.

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I’m skeptical.

November 27, 2005 2 comments

We bought a new toaster and microwave, so now I can have all the chai, TV dinners, and Smuckers Uncrustables I want. And make no mistake, I do want them — quite a lot. Sadly, our cabinets are a minefield of precariously balanced cans, boxes, and cellophane-wrapped breadstick containers — so everyone knows when you’re having a late night snack. Try to liberate a packet of hot chocolate, and it sounds like the whole house is coming down. This is a distinctly awkward racket to make in the dead of night, when all sensible people should be sleeping. Whoever heard of “stealth cooking”? “Ninja cooking”?

In another strange, unfathomable twist of cooking events: Now that Thanksgiving is officially over (we ate out at a fancy hotel), my folks are planning to cook a whole, trimmings-included, Thanksgiving-style meal next weekend. I’m just a bit befuddled. I mean, WTF???

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Drat.

November 27, 2005 Leave a comment

OK, so I do like the new Beck album. You win this round, Amazon.com! *shakes fist*

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A Blast from the PAST

November 26, 2005 Leave a comment

My ex-cube mate is back from San Francisco, visiting his family for the holidays. Boy, did his hair grow LONG over the past seven months! AND he was wearing a black turtleneck! He now looks like he should be strumming a guitar in a dim cafe somewhere, smoking clove cigarettes and reciting beat poetry.

But I guess that’s what happens to people when they move near Berkeley. I fully expect him to start wearing clogs soon, quite possibly after he installs that bead curtain.

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In the Year 2000…

November 25, 2005 Leave a comment

I finally installed cable internet access, so at last I am on the road to the not-so-distant immediate past!

Er…send me some interesting links, or something.

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Things That Are NOT the MTA’s Fault

November 23, 2005 Leave a comment

Yesterday morning, my bus driver made a wrong turn (local route instead of express) and had to be GUIDED BACK TO THE PROPER STREET BY THE PASSENGERS because HE DIDN’T KNOW THE ROADS WELL ENOUGH TO DO IT HIMSELF.

Today, the large man in the seat next to me crushed against me hard enough to leave lasting crease imprints along my entire left arm. I mean, he was leaning on me heavily enough that I could feel his bones, never mind his flesh, grind against my bones every time he twitched, which he seemed to be doing quite often. Then, despite my conspicuous headphones, he started a conversation about how young I looked, what my college major was, whether I was married or romantically involved, and how scared he was that he might be losing his job. The high point of this exchange occurred when he dropped his empty soda bottle on the floor and then proceeded to make a dive through my legs to retrieve it. Bear in mind, there’s only about a 5-inch gap between my knees and the seat in front of me.

This would have been a scary experience if I wasn’t absolutely sure I could have taken him down.

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