A Few Scattered Observations

Today, a local DJ said "We built this city on Rock 'n' Roll! And an earthquake fault line. In a tsunami zone. Next to a big volcano."

The other night, I drove by a gas station and saw a Hummer stretch limo sitting in a gas station parking lot. This is the same vehicle about which Mike commented "hmm, that must be about as fuel efficient as... a fire." I was tempted to pull up next to it and say "come here often?"

Benefits of staying at work late

Benefits of leaving work at 11:00pm:

• It's easy to find your car in the parking lot. It may not be empty, but it's sparse enough that you can see your car.


• After it gets dark, you have no visible signs (like the sun moving through the sky) that it's getting later.


• It's nice and quiet - not only are there no people walking by talking, but there are almost no 'new email' notifications.


• You might actually get ahold of Chandu, since this is when he *really* gets down to work.

Squish!

I fixed my first bug today! It was a little one-line thing, but I felt very good about it, and the dev lead-lead even sent me a little congratulatory note :-) I didn't really want to go in this morning, but it turned out to be a good day. After I fixed the bug, we had a fun little 'girl's night out' in honor of International Women's Day.

*sigh* Maybe this will work out after all :-)

Sleeping on a giant piece of candy

When Shauna stayed at my place (this weekend, when Nik was in town too), she commented that sleeping under my comforter was like sleeping in a big marshmallow. Sunday afternoon I bought a Tempurpedic mattress topper (knockoff, actually, since the original company doesn't do just toppers), and put it on my bed, changing to my black beech sateen sheets.

Go on, guess where I'm going with this.

It's like sleeping in a big s'more. The mattress is hard like a graham cracker, the topper looks like dark, dark chocolate and is squishy like warm chocolate (and it's nice and warm under the comforter), and the feather comforter is the marshmallow.

I wonder if this has anything to do with having a fireplace.

School Junkie

Amy just can't stay away from school. Maybe she was having homework withdrawal.

I had a few moments of seriously wondering why I was getting myself into a class that had homework at the same time I was so thoroughly enjoying not having homework. And why I wanted to do something that would keep me in the city til 10:00pm (although at that hour it's only about a 20-minute drive home).

Last night I went to the Brian Utting School of Massage open house, not sure where I intended to go with it - probably just taking a few short workshops, and even those not too soon. But after hearing about the experiences of the people who'd done the program, I began to think it would be like choir - maybe it was long, and late at night, and I was tired, but I always felt so much better for going. So that night I signed up for the one-day workshop, which I was pretty much planning to do before I went. Today, though, was the kicker. They said their next 6-week intro workshop was in May, and I realized I really didn't want to wait that long. They also said the anatomy class (another 6-week intro) had just started, and one could still jump in since missing the first day isn't too huge a deal. I wasn't really seriously thinking about it last night, since I like to do things from the beginning and be prepared, and I didn't really want to commit to something else right now. But thinking about it today, I asked, why didn't I want to do it right now? I couldn't find any reason not to. And I told myself it would be like choir - I'd always be glad once I got there, even if I was tired.

And, sure enough, I went tonight, and it was great. Not only is it a fun bunch of people, we're learning about stuff I'd been wondering about for years, like why muscles get tight, and various reasons massage can be helpful and healing.

So, I have homework again. But I don't mind.