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Wes brought in his Marvin the Martian doll. It's sitting about a foot
away from me, standing possessive guard over my optical mousepad. I'm
starting to covet it, although it's mildly unnerving to have wide eyes
staring at you all day.
Yesterday was busy; they brought in someone new a few days ago to help
run this ticket-reduction show. Her name is Barbara. She's tall --
probably around six feet -- and has extremely short silvery-grey hair,
and a beautifully rich low voice... yes, I find her rather impressive.
She reminds me of a combination of Ottoline Morell (the expansive,
almost outlandish exaggeration of her gestures) and Ambar-the-character
(the height and build, as well as being both stubborn and extremely
outspoken).
You know, I rewrote that description about six times and I'm still
not happy with it. Let's just settle for 'impressive'. And efficient,
which is why I was so busy yesterday -- as soon as I finished one set
of tickets she had another set waiting for me.
I also had lunch with various Taosians yesterday, which was more
enjoyable than I expected. I had a nice conversation about movies with
the guy sitting across from me, and Rosemary (former Netcom co-worker,
now here at Cadence) pointed me towards a precompiled version of gcc
for Solaris 5.5.1. I just got it installed a little bit ago, and it
works quite nicely.
I had serious nightmares Tuesday night. Unfair.
Wednesday after-work I drove to Synpatics and left my car there,
letting Czr drive us both up to Palo Alto for the ritual Wednesday
money-spending. I got all my comics -- new Invisibles! -- and spent
too much money at Future Fantasy. Then we poured ourselves into the
car (heat just makes me useless when I'm tired) and went to
Ahrounquest. It was uneventful... I always have a certain level of
good time, and last night was no exception. I was ready to go home by
22 or so, though, and nearly fell asleep on the couch before Rachel and
I got into a long discussion about ancient Greek.
More work beckons, and my writing brain seems to be comatose anyway, so
I'll wander off now. Earl gets here tonight -- I'm not even really
excited about it, although I know I'm going to be ecstatic the entire
time he's here. What lovely defense mechanisms you have, Ms.
Kruger.
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