The occasional musings of Andy Scheffler
Well, it’s official. Luke, Ken and I signed a lease at a new place…
It’s effective June 1, which means I got a whole month to move. The kicker is, it’s half a mile away, which means I can probably do without a moving van.
Also, funny thing is, Peto lives directly across from us, through some weird cosmic coincidence.
So now I gotta buy a bed and a dresser.
I just got back from Chicago for a weekend, for Anime Central and a Bat Miztvah.
And now I need to catch up on sleep.
I’ve got photos online. And yes, the captions were rushed, because people were looking at my page as I was updating it so I just wanted to get something in there.
Whee.
So, I just cleaned my bathtub/shower.
The good news is; I’m no longer afraid that I was going to have my security deposit garnished because I left permanent discoloration on in the shower.
The bad news is; I’m going to have to live with the visual memories of cleaning that crap off.
The good news again is; I will never again let a shower get that dirty.
God bless fiberglass. All things considered, it cleans off quite nicely.
I feel dirty. It’s a shame I can’t really take a shower now to clean myself off… that wouldn’t quite work, the psychological damage has been done.
So Luke and I are walking back to my apartment, and there’s a letter stuck in my door. I jokingly say “wouldn’t that be funny if they were raising my rent.”
Of course, it was a notice that my rent was going up $150 a month, effective 7/1/01. Ironically, if everything goes as planned, I’ll be out of here before then… it’s just funny. Of course, it’s been three years and it’s only gone up once and it was only $50 at that.
So we’re going to look at this one place that Ken really likes, but it’s in Foster City. I have to accept that no matter where I move to, my commute is going to get longer, it’s just that this is going from 10 minutes to 40 minutes – each way. That’s an hour a day that I’d now be losing. Well, maybe less if I don’t drive during rush hour.
It had better be worth it, although at this point, saving the extra money may make it… but there’s always the option of another place that isn’t as far.
Well, at least this clinches it… I’m definately moving.
Life takes me in the weirdest places at times, it’s always an adventure.
Tonight, I ended up at Sizzler.
So we’ve just now gotten settled into our new digs at work, and they’re gonna make us move again in three weeks upstairs, because of some departmental shuffling.
That is, for those of us that are still here three weeks from now.
I’ve been asked over and over, but I’ll say it again: it won’t be for about another week and a half that we find out exactly which 12% of the company is laid off, which makes for some very tense times. Well, at least the people I’m talking to are handling the anxiety fairly well, but there is some very morbid humor floating around…
I took some pictures of the new campus, just to show off the view… a few months ago, we had a barbeque at Bayshore Park, and I was captivated by the view of the bay / rest of the bay area… well now I have that view every day at work. It’s wonderful. Moving up to the third floor will make me even happier, unless of course they stick us on the other side of the building. 🙁
*sigh* I paid my taxes. I doubt I will ever again pay that much to the government in any one year.
Speaking of paying money, I got my new monitor set up yesterday. Very very nice. Now I need a digital video card that supports the widescreen mode…
So tomorrow is the first day at the new campus… I get to play in a new building.. yay.
So I visited no less than four grocery stores today, and I think I found the one that I’m going to go to from now on to buy passover matzoh. You’d think that normal grocery stores would know the difference between year-round matzoh and kosher for passover use matzoh.
Ugh, I hate Passover. At least this year I have macaroons.
Maybe I’m sleeping in so much because it’s dark and my body doesn’t want to wake up because the sun doesn’t shine in the window? That’s silly, the sun never shines in my window. Hmmm…
I had so many profound thoughts over the weekend, and they’re all lost into the mists of time, oh well.
*sigh* Why does it seem that the more time I spend at work, the more time I’m spending fixing other people’s mistakes. As Shannon pointed out, it’s “job security,” which is the positive way of looking at it. I just have to keep telling myself these people aren’t stupid, they’re just misinformed, they’ll get better. Now if only there weren’t such a high rate of turnover…
I need to buy new windshield wiper blades, but as soon as I do, it won’t rain again for the entire season. It’s a heavy burden, being singularly responsible for the rainfall of an entire state. I don’t know if I’m up to it. I think I’ll just go without replacing them until July, when it’s safe… because I happen to like the rain.
My feet hurt from DDRing so much last night… I need to get velcro so I can use my PSX pads with the foam underpads I have.
It’s girl scout cookie season again… I’m gonna gain five pounds again…
It’s not March, it’s the “month before Fanime Con”. So busy… busy with actual con work, busy with getting the band into shape for our concert at the con, busy because on top of that, all my friends decide to organize something every weekend it seems, and even if I don’t go, it makes me feel busy.
I had another profound thought session yesterday driving to and from band practice, but I seem to have forgotten what it was about. *sigh*
What was I supposed to be working on today again? Oh yeah… that work thing.
Is it so wrong to spend an entire Saturday inside without even looking outside? When someone says on IRC “it’s raining” and you have to ask “it is?” but then don’t even check?
I woke up at 1pm, played some PSO, watched the Rocky and Bullwinkle movie, played some more PSO, watched Beautiful (which was written by my cousin, yay!) played some TFC, played some PSO, ate dinner, took a shower, and now it’s 1:30.
Which pretty much sums up a typical Saturday for me (substituting PSO for whatever game I’m currently playing), and to be honest, I’m not self conscious about it. Luke was saying how pitiful he was because he didn’t have anything to do on a Saturday night, but I’m happy to stay in. It’s just like when I say I’m gonna take a vacation from work and my coworkers ask “where are you gonna go?” and I respond “nowhere, that’s the point.”
The outside world is just more trouble than it’s worth sometimes, ’cause that’s where all the other people are, and people drive cars…. badly. And the outside world is just so damn spread out it takes too long to get anywhere.
Bleh. Time to finish off the popcorn I made and do something else until I fall asleep.