So... Haven't made a post in a while. So here goes.
Yesterday was a most excellent day. If i were to have done only one of the things I did yesterday, It would have been an excellent day, but many awesome things occurred:
-I hung out with Amanda for possibly the first time ever outside of the steps, we ate paper moon and played with our cameras at the inner harbor. Then
-Then I met up with Zhenya who I've not seen for about a month, and we ate mall food and played with cameras at the lake front in Columbia.
-Then we went to electroshock, the goth/industrial night at the gay club, met up with 4billion people. We danced. Got free drinks from bartender.
-Then at around 2am, we went back to paper moon with like 12 people.
Win.
Look at pretty pictures! I Will be putting more and more pictures up as time goes on. I can't wait until I get VMware up in my new Linux machine and I can run photoshop like a big boy!
Other stuff in life.....
I got my wisdom teeth taken out last Monday... and that went pretty well... mouth is almost healed.. and I'm pretty much eating whatever. No pain other than slight headaches. Pretty chill.
Work has been going well, I enjoy my co-workers, and I'm enjoying the projects we're getting into. One of our new projects will be a challenge and I'll have to re-learn a lot of java. It should be exciting. I've been getting more and more responsibility and I love the flexibility and hours they offer me. All around pretty sweet.
Hmm... Built a new Linux server.. then my windows deskie died.. so now i have a Linux server desktop. Now learning how to use Linux as desktop environment. It's interesting. I'm running FC7 for those who care.
So... I don't usually do this.. but yesterday I woke up remembering vividly one of the weirdest dreams ever. First some back story: My mother is an avid non-smoker. She hates everything about smoking, the smell, the look, the everything. She also works with cancer patients for a living, so when she sees me smoke, talk about smoking, sees a pack of smokes... etc... she tells me all about cancer. You get the picture.
So in my dream, she was just like hey Jason could I get a cigarette. Like she wanted to try her first... at 50. She was just curious. And then I saw as she started smoking more and more, and I recall this one image of her in the Kitchen of the house (which is a strictly non smoking house in non-dream world) just chain smoking while cooking, on the phone, and doing whatever. And it was... kind of repulsive.
And then I had a talk with her where I was like hey mom, maybe you should smoke a little less. Why would I ever think about having that conversation with my mom?
I've not smoked all week because of the surgery, until last night, and I've been smoking a lot less anyway... cause it's good for me and shit. Who knows.
end of long trailing post.