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December 17, 2010 -7:30 am
Last night was the Ice Harbor Dam Christmas party at Tony Roma's. There were probably 30 or 40 people there and we only had two servers, but they managed fairly well considering. Only forgot one person - me. :) I was last to get my chicken alfredo, but I didn't mind the extra wait too much. Thanks to a stop by Taco John's on the way back from work (4:15 pm), I was by no means starving when I finally got my meal (about 8:30 pm). Have the leftovers for lunch today, so bonus.
Also had a White Elephant gift exchange. I considered not participating because apparently it is a tradition to make your white elephant give something alcoholic with this particular group, and as I am not a drinker, I didn't want to end up with a booze I wasn't going to use. I already had my present, though - two packages of Lindor Truffles, both of which were types I don't often choose so as to reduce the temptation to crack into them before the exchange - so I decided 'What the hell?' and went for it. I actually got lucky and pretty much picked the one presents that was most suited for me - a four pack of Starbucks hot chocolate mixes and two new Starbucks holiday mugs. Small and easy to pack, sounds good to me! Starbucks hot chocolate, granted, but I figure I can add more milk to cut the syrupy-ness. Drinking one right now, actually. ::slurps::
In other news, ow. Lacking a computer at work, all the writing I've done the last week has been hand-written in a notebook (I really have nothing better to do), and then transferred it to my own computer when I got back home. I haven't written this much since I was taking daily notes for Chemistry my last two semesters of school. Add on the holiday cards I;ve been trying to fill in at least a little on every one, and my right hand is not 100% pleased with me. So, what do I do? Write more! It is a vicious circle, I tell you. I seriously think I might have an addiction to writing - no matter how much damage I'm doing (well, hand cramps aren't really damage, but they do ache), I just can't stop!
Also, it is now 7:52. This writing-stuff-out-by-hand thing is a great way to kill time.
Last night was the Ice Harbor Dam Christmas party at Tony Roma's. There were probably 30 or 40 people there and we only had two servers, but they managed fairly well considering. Only forgot one person - me. :) I was last to get my chicken alfredo, but I didn't mind the extra wait too much. Thanks to a stop by Taco John's on the way back from work (4:15 pm), I was by no means starving when I finally got my meal (about 8:30 pm). Have the leftovers for lunch today, so bonus.
Also had a White Elephant gift exchange. I considered not participating because apparently it is a tradition to make your white elephant give something alcoholic with this particular group, and as I am not a drinker, I didn't want to end up with a booze I wasn't going to use. I already had my present, though - two packages of Lindor Truffles, both of which were types I don't often choose so as to reduce the temptation to crack into them before the exchange - so I decided 'What the hell?' and went for it. I actually got lucky and pretty much picked the one presents that was most suited for me - a four pack of Starbucks hot chocolate mixes and two new Starbucks holiday mugs. Small and easy to pack, sounds good to me! Starbucks hot chocolate, granted, but I figure I can add more milk to cut the syrupy-ness. Drinking one right now, actually. ::slurps::
In other news, ow. Lacking a computer at work, all the writing I've done the last week has been hand-written in a notebook (I really have nothing better to do), and then transferred it to my own computer when I got back home. I haven't written this much since I was taking daily notes for Chemistry my last two semesters of school. Add on the holiday cards I;ve been trying to fill in at least a little on every one, and my right hand is not 100% pleased with me. So, what do I do? Write more! It is a vicious circle, I tell you. I seriously think I might have an addiction to writing - no matter how much damage I'm doing (well, hand cramps aren't really damage, but they do ache), I just can't stop!
Also, it is now 7:52. This writing-stuff-out-by-hand thing is a great way to kill time.