Boy am I excited; it’s my first official business trip. Eight hours a day stuck in a 2×5 meter conference booth, smiling, trying to get someone to come over and talk about vulnerability management.
Seriously, I am excited, but also a little apprehensive because my end of the deal was just the logistics of it. But [...]
Archive for April, 2007
I miss my friends. I miss going out, having fun, sitting back and watching the lights switch on and off. Driving down Edsa at two in the morning with the windows down, singing along to the radio, telling stories from high school that we never told anyone else.
It’s at the tip of my tongue, everything, [...]
The Fourth State of Matter by Jo Ann Beard.
Kind of reminds me of this guy. Also, James Leer. Not that I managed to finish Wonder Boys, Kiko. You were right; Chabon is a technical bore.
In Total Randomness this week, I was also reading up on the geologic time scale, in conjunction with global warming and [...]
Not even “The Simpsons” can make me feel better today.
I was walking the cat, and all I could think was, he broke my heart.
He wasn’t even on Wiki’s front page. Or on McSweeney’s He is now. He’s in Slashdot but it took them a while to set that article up. He is, however, on the [...]
Guess what I caught on TV yesterday. No, really, guess.
Singles.
And it was showing on the Classic Movies channel. The irony is not lost on me. Ehehe.
I’d only watched this movie once before, probably when I was in high school and grunge was the biggest thing, and Aya used to wear these huge flannel shirts and [...]
So today being Easter and everything, JJ and I decided to go out and commune with nature by biking into a nearby park where, according to JJ’s expert researching skills, there was an enclosure for deers, with whom we’d be able to romp and frolic in merriment and organic glee.
We got to the park, called [...]
So I got myself a bike because everyone in Copenhagen rides one. Seriously, cars are much too expensive, and the bike system is comprehensively detailed; bike lanes in practically every street, elaborate hand signals, bikes with baby carriages, baskets decorated with plastic flowers, the works.
I tried out the smallest adult-sized bike they had in the [...]