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So hi.
Live Journal...I feel like we're strangers now, since I haven't written in um...six weeks?
Life is rolling along pretty nicely, for the most part. Last night was fun. I thought Justin was high...I got to spend some time with Cath & Christie & Grey's Anatomy...and I got to talk to Christie, Chris & Tom for a while too. There were star-shaped cookies and quesadillas involved - you can't really go wrong with a situation like that. It was a good night.
I'm kind of nervous because they hired some Italian guy to "shape up the company" at work, and we really don't get along. He's basically taking my self-made busy routine and turning it upside down. I've been working this way since I was hired in February, and no complaints have been made, and it's the way I like to do my job. Plus, he's one of those people that like to "share their wordly knowledge" a.k.a. boss people around about their own personal lives. He lectures me about my smoking, he almost came out and told Masayo that she was an unfit mother because she had a cold and wasn't taking what he considers "the right medicine" so that her baby wouldn't get sick, he tells Gerd that the best plan for his gall bladder problems is the surgery and that it's just stupid to put it off, or go along with other options... we are all grown people that can make our own decisions, especially outside of work, and he has no right to meddle in our business. Nobody asked him in the first place. God damn Italian guy.
My Christmas shopping is not going as well as I had hoped. I've found a few gifts for people, but I still have a lot of shopping to do, and not a lot of time to do it in. Yesterday we went to the mall for a little bit, but it was so crowded that standing on all of those lines would have taken hours, collectively. So this week I've got some serious catching up to do. I will feel so much better when everything is wrapped and ready. I'm still not sure what's happening for Christmas, but I'm glad we'll get to see our families and that I'll get to see my mom in January :) I wonder where my grandpa will be during Christmas. Hopefully out of the hospital by then. He's started chemotherapy, but I'm not sure how long that takes to start working. I'll have to call him later today and see what's up.
Otherwise, I've been in a good mood lately. Been spending a lot of time with friends. My presentation went really well on Wednesday night, and all I have left are two finals. Hopefully I can find out more about switching my major to go more towards the sonography route. But you know... we were watching "Office Space" before, and they were discussing the whole "If someone gave you a million dollars, and then you could do whatever you want..." I don't even know what I would pick. I think I would choose to be an actress, or a lawyer...maybe something with fashion...or a surgeon...I feel like I would have to try everything out - how are people supposed to make the decision based on a few classes? Okay I keep going in different directions with this...
Back to Office Space.
p.s. I swear I'll write again soon. I swear it!
Live Journal...I feel like we're strangers now, since I haven't written in um...six weeks?
Life is rolling along pretty nicely, for the most part. Last night was fun. I thought Justin was high...I got to spend some time with Cath & Christie & Grey's Anatomy...and I got to talk to Christie, Chris & Tom for a while too. There were star-shaped cookies and quesadillas involved - you can't really go wrong with a situation like that. It was a good night.
I'm kind of nervous because they hired some Italian guy to "shape up the company" at work, and we really don't get along. He's basically taking my self-made busy routine and turning it upside down. I've been working this way since I was hired in February, and no complaints have been made, and it's the way I like to do my job. Plus, he's one of those people that like to "share their wordly knowledge" a.k.a. boss people around about their own personal lives. He lectures me about my smoking, he almost came out and told Masayo that she was an unfit mother because she had a cold and wasn't taking what he considers "the right medicine" so that her baby wouldn't get sick, he tells Gerd that the best plan for his gall bladder problems is the surgery and that it's just stupid to put it off, or go along with other options... we are all grown people that can make our own decisions, especially outside of work, and he has no right to meddle in our business. Nobody asked him in the first place. God damn Italian guy.
My Christmas shopping is not going as well as I had hoped. I've found a few gifts for people, but I still have a lot of shopping to do, and not a lot of time to do it in. Yesterday we went to the mall for a little bit, but it was so crowded that standing on all of those lines would have taken hours, collectively. So this week I've got some serious catching up to do. I will feel so much better when everything is wrapped and ready. I'm still not sure what's happening for Christmas, but I'm glad we'll get to see our families and that I'll get to see my mom in January :) I wonder where my grandpa will be during Christmas. Hopefully out of the hospital by then. He's started chemotherapy, but I'm not sure how long that takes to start working. I'll have to call him later today and see what's up.
Otherwise, I've been in a good mood lately. Been spending a lot of time with friends. My presentation went really well on Wednesday night, and all I have left are two finals. Hopefully I can find out more about switching my major to go more towards the sonography route. But you know... we were watching "Office Space" before, and they were discussing the whole "If someone gave you a million dollars, and then you could do whatever you want..." I don't even know what I would pick. I think I would choose to be an actress, or a lawyer...maybe something with fashion...or a surgeon...I feel like I would have to try everything out - how are people supposed to make the decision based on a few classes? Okay I keep going in different directions with this...
Back to Office Space.
p.s. I swear I'll write again soon. I swear it!