wednesday was a change in pace at work. my supervisor taught a class to the company on the function and duties of the Traffic Department. don't worry, i didnt know what "traffic" meant in the advertising world either when i took the position as "traffic coordinator". i'd try to explain it, but i don't want you to fall asleep only 2 sentences into my entry.
people in my department are huge fans of chipotle. they gave out free t-shirts wednesday, and we were the first ones in line to receive them. if only they knew how my boy alvaro does it...
all that plus i was able to make my m&m (check my myspace) and finish my 2nd episode of ugly betty on abc.com. what a productive day!
go bruins! i was a little scared about how we would come out of the stanford loss to face what was supposed to be an equally good oregon team. we beat the quack out of them. and it's a big step towards winning the pac-10, but there's much, much more basketball to play.
kathlen j and the rose cooked one heck of a dinner thursday night. kudos to all of you. hah, who the hell says kudos? that's a word i see in company emails only.
my game at wooden is improving. i'm noticing that i play down to the level competition, which is bad. in other words, i score more playing with black guys but brick the easy ones against asians. go figure. i think that's just human nature. still searching for my shot, and just trying to find a clue on how to dribble.
today (friday) has been OK. my bagel was great.
gordon cooked crab wontons for dinner. they're better than any chinese restaurant wontons by far. what a good week of home-cooked food.
(warning: more chargers depression from this point on. proceed at your own risk)
a week after the chargers loss, i tried to find a silver lining in the fact that i could enjoy the rest of the playoffs stress-free. i wouldn't have to be nervous watching every game, analyzing in my head how the chargers would match up against potential afc and nfc opponents.
the truth is i can't enjoy the playoffs. i'm not nervous of course, but i sho am bitter. and that, i've discovered, feels a lot worse than being nervous about your team losing deep in the playoffs. this is the only year in my time as a charger fan that everyone believed we BELONGED in the super bowl. to see other teams going saves me from the fear of losing, but it also burns inside of me, like a flaming golden hawk because this year had the potential to be ours. damn, if i could play the guitar i'd totally write an emo football song right now.
on the bright side, julius comes down from the bay tonight. ever since the first year of college when i took the three roomates and kathlen j to san diego for the nfl experience (and also of a huge raider choke i might add), we've spent every super bowl together. glad to see it still going after graduation. i'm excited to create more big tomeboy and saxon memories this weekend.
and to end on another positive note, congrats to my man main of the year LT, and to an equally deserving drew brees for receiving the walter peyton man of the year awards. their work in their communities is the best example of sports' potential to make this world a better place. that to me is the most fascinating thing about professional and college sports, the fact that mere games and the players who play them can make lasting differences in the "real world".