Takin it back to the old skool.

Hi all,

Hope you're doing well today.

Today I took it back. Way back. To the days of 1 dollar hot lunches served on styrafoam trays that had separations molded into them. You know what I'm talking about. One big compartment, and 4 little ones.

I had a sloppy joe for lunch.

Now is it sloppy joes or sloppy joe? Do you eat a sloppy joe? Or just have sloppy joes for lunch?

Whatever.

It was good. You should have one too.

-Kirk

You must be taller than this glass to order food.

Hi everyone,

Hope you're doing well and are having a nice Memorial Day weekend. It's een a while since I've written...

It's been a crazy week. I have been going PHP crazy. I've been working non stop on one of my final projects. Pretty soon I'll be starting all of my sentences with echo' and ending them with ';

3 weeks left.

And then I can have my life back.

So let's see, what's been going on this week...

Wednesday we had our yearly divison meeting. And they gave out mini glowsticks.

(cue techno music)

It's been a while since I've seen glow sticks, but they have some really cool colors now. Like blue and purple in addition to the standard green/yellow, red and orange. They only gave us one, but I wanted to get a bunch of them, put them in between my fingers and wave them
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Oh sorry, kind of got off track.

The whole premise of why we had them was kind of cheesy, but it was neat to see everyone with their glowsticks lit up in the dim auditorium. It was kind of like what I pictured a rave would be, without music, drugs, alcohol, and bottled water.

Heh.

I honestly don't remember what else happened the rest of the week. Oh well.

So this weekend has been spent in php coding land. I still have one other project to work on after this one too.

Fun fun.

So this evening I checked out the Qdoba by the city home. I had their Seasoned Shredded Beef Burrito. Very tasty.

I see many return visits in my future :)

So Qdoba's one of those mexican places that makes the burrito in front of you, right? The place where you stand (and where they make the food) is separated by a counter with a vertical glass (sneeze guard) partition on top of it. Unfortunately, it was taller than me so the dude on the other side of the wall couldn't hear me gthrough the glass when I gave my order. I had to shout (and I'm guessing he probably read lips too).

Not a very elegant way of ordering food.

But the food was good, so I guess it made up for it :)

-Kirk

25

Hi all,

Hope you've had a great weekend.

I've been meaning to write, but just haven't gotten a chance. So now I have to go back and remember what I wanted to say...

Hopefully I can recap everything.

On a whole, I'm usually pretty secure about my age. Especially at work where I'm the youngest in our immediate area (though not in our entire group). Like usual, on Fridays, towards the end of the day, I tend to get a little loopy (more than usual). We had to go into work early Saturday morning for some testing and I was joking around about how usually around that time I'm just about getting out of the rave. And of course, that's also about the time my lightsticks are dying out.

So then, a lady who just joined our group asked me how old I was. Like usual, I never tell without having people venture a guess first.

It's just one of those things. I know I still look fairly young, and the way I act probably doesn't help either.

She guesses 25. I don't know if that's good or bad. Hard to say. Normally I would return the question and ask right back, but I didn't - I don't know her well enough yet.

So I kind of had a complex for the rest of the afternoon. I didn't really like it. But I'm not sure if it's because I think I should act "older" at work or something.

Where is the line between having fun and acting juvenile?

After work I went to Costco - I needed some bottled water and gasoline. Friday night is almost as bad as a weekend day at Costco so I think I'm going to add one more day to the list of days not to go.

So of course, there was quite a lineup of people at the checkout - I ended up in line behind this dude who (I'm guessing) was having a humongous party. On his flatbed cart, he had:

• 8 cases of Heineken
• 4 cases of Corona
• 2 cases of bottled water
• Bags of frozen oven fries, shirmp, and some other stuff I coudln't identify

And he paid for it all in cash.

The entire time, I was thinking that a) I need to be that guy (or one of his good friends) and b) his weekend life is obviously more exciting than mine.

Oh yeah, in my cart I had oatmeal cookies, cereal bars and a case of water. Woo hoo! Party!

I really need to finish school.

-Kirk

Revenge of some dude.

Hi all,

Hope you're doing well.

I'm writing this while waiting in line for the movie. It's been 3 days. We are 20th in line. The sticky buns that I glued to my head have since fallen off. It was funny while it lasted. Someone was hungry so I offered it to him. I guess it was still good.

Not very many people have showered so it's kind of smelly. I'm sure it won't be any better in the theater.

2 hours till showtime...

Heh.

Ok ok, I'm not really in line. I am at home trying to learn how php works. So it's equally nerdy on some (or many) levels.

-Kirk

Eyes on the prize.

Hi all,

Hope you're doing well.

One of my school buds let me know that there's 33 days left until graduation.

Imagine that.

And that is what is keeping me going. The next few weeks are going to be tough.

So today I was in Ann Arbor for a doctor's appointment - I decided to take the day off so I could spend some time out there. Usually I'm just in and out, cause I rush back to work. But today I poked around campus - walked down State and South University, did the Panchero's lunch, and did some light shopping.

A while ago I was very unhappy to report that the Gap is no longer at Briarwood. Well that's true no longer. There is a brand spankin' new (to me) Gap in a completely different location. And I must say, the inside is very swank. Unlike any other I've seen. So if you're ever in the area...

-Kirk

The supaflyride grows up.

I would drive 100,000 miles...


And I would drive 100,000 more...

-Kirk

P.S. Ok ok, so I didn't really drive all 100,000 miles. My dad takes credit for the first 30,000 or so.

Grumbling over spilled milk.

Hi all,

Hope you're doing well this evening.

This whole week has been spent semi-studying for my essay exam that I took yesterday. I say semi ecause I didn't really study study until say, Wednesday evening.

Again, some things never change.

So for the past few evenings, I've kind of been scrounging around for random food. Foraging is more like it. Poking through cupboards, looking in the fridge, etc. So today after work I decided to go to the one stop shopping joint and buy some food.

I broke my usual rule - I went hungry.

Which was on purpose - Because on recent trips, nothing's really looked good to eat, so I end up buying nothing. Thus begins the cycle of foraging for food that is left in cupboards and the fridge.

Which explains the salsa and chips with a side of baby corn dinner I had last night.

So anyway, the one gallon milk was on sale. So much on sale that it was cheaper than the half gallon. How does that work? It's cheaper for me to buy one gallon of milk, drink half of it and throw the other half out?

Wacky.

some cows are pissed right about now.

I always feel bad about throwing food away. I don't know if it's because when we were growing up, my parents never wasted anything, or what.

Which reminds me, I have old stinky milk to properly dispose of...

So anyway, fast forward to the checkout - I'm in the middle of checking out, and all of a sudden, I hear thunder that's loud enough to hear inside the store. And it's not just a soft rumbling. It was more of an angry rumbling.

So I look at my cart half full of groceries and I know I'm screwed.

I swear, it was sunny when I left work today.

So I get out to the parking lot and it's seriously raining like a mofo. And it's totally dark out too. I run out to the car, throw all my groceries intoo the trunk, and get in my car. My grocery bags were all wet, and so was the trunk of my car. Just from the 5 minutes or so that it took me to open the trunk and load it up.

(Fast forward to cooking dinner)

So I notice that the new milk I bought is missing 1/4 of it's liquid...

Check the cap seal - Seal's ok. I tilt the milk over and some liquid just starts flowing out.

Son of a...

So you guessed it - it's all in the trunk. Soaked through the trunk liner, the cover for the spare tire, poured onto the spare tire, into the well that holds the spare tire. It looked like a small milk moat, protecting the spare tire mount in the center.

Lovely.

Not the way I wanted to spend my evening, let me tell you. I was going to just chill, cook some dinner (since I had time), and take it easy for the evening. Oh well, there's always tomorrow I guess.

So now the garage looks like my trunk exploded. It's contents are spread out all over, drying out.

On a geeky car note, my car now has 99,998 miles on the odometer. I hope to get some good pictures tomorrow.

-Kirk

Tired.

Hi all,

Hope you're doing well this evening.

Thanks to everyone who have sent me messages :)

So Just a quick note before going to bed. I'm feeling very tired right about now. I could use a nap. Or real sleep - Whatever comes first.

Hopefully it's sleep.

We had a midterm today for class. I finally finished it in time towatch the last half of the Apprentice. I recorded Joey so I'll have to watch that later.

This weekend is going to be fun in final project land. I've neglected my project for another week. This has gotta stop.

-Kirk

(sigh)

Hi all,

Hope you're doing well.

My mom called from Taiwan this evening to let me know that my grandmother passed away at 6:45 a.m. (local time (it's tomorrow already over there) I was meeting with my group and then later went out to dinner so I wasn't around to actually get the call - There was a message on the machine.

Not the best way to find out, but I guess it's better than nothing. I haven't talked to my mom yet - Apparently, she was at the hospital when I called.

-Kirk

I guess ballers need home improvement too.

Hi all,

Hope you're having a great weekend. the weather is absolutely gorgeous. Perfection. Not too hot, not too cold.

My mom and I were getting some last minute things for her trip, and I wanted to get some small fixup things for the house (lightbulbs, sink stuff, etc.)

So we head on over to the Home Depot to buy some stuff. And as we head out, there's a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked on the side lot. Just sitting there, like it's any other car...

Huh.

I didn't catch what was parked next to it, but it stuck out like a sore thumb. Wearing all of it's blackness and chrome. Trust me, you'll know it when you see one. It's like a guy wearing a tuxedo among people just wearing weekend casual clothes.

After making a quick trip to one of the local stores, we're driving out of the strip mall area and there it is, waiting to make a left out of the complex. I creeped up beside the driver to see who it was. I gave him the nod and drove off.

It's like seeing a rock star.

-Kirk

Fake credit card lure.

Hi all,

Hope you're doing well this evening.

So this morning, I was fooled into opening what looked like a semi-important envelope which in reality was a pre-approved credit card offer from a company we'll call, "Recover." I probably get something from these guys every few weeks (+/- a week or so). From them and another company that sounds like "Crapital Bun."

Usually I just take care of the pre-approval offers by just tearing the envelopes in half and disposing of everything properly. But these guys always include a fake plastic credit card in the envelope.

Now honestly - What is the purpose of the card? Have marketing studies shown that the enclosure of this fake plastic card increases the probability of a sale for some people? This little transparent card pushes people over the edge and makes them apply?

What are we, little kids?

Maybe we're supposed to imagine ourselves being ballers, flossing and making large purchases, like a Rolex watch and some accessorized bling, for example. Or those spinny rims for da Escalade.

mmm hmmm! I'm a bad mofo with my fake "Recover" card..

Come on. I'm sure people are using those cards right now to scratch themselves.

-Kirk

New laptop land.

Hi all,

Hope you're having a great weekend.

My laptop came from the fine people at Dell on Thursday, but alas - nobody was home to receive it. So it came Friday :)

First off, major props to the fine people at Dell for hookin' me up with overnight shipping when it was supposed to be ground. That was the icing on the cake.

It made up for the laptop sitting in "boxing" for 2 days.

Anyway, so I'll go into my impressions of my laptop a little bit later in a different entry...

So I'm pretty much all switched over - I'm still finding things that I need to download and install here and there, but for the most part, it's all good. I'm using my new laptop to do homework and write this blog entry. It took about a day to move all the data over and get everything set up to my spec.

Picky picky.

I'm one week behind on my final project (shh!) - Which isn't good, but I hope to kick some arse on it today. The rest of the day will be dedicated to it.

Besides that, life goes on...

-Kirk