So it is 11 on a Friday night. As you can see my social life is totally rocking in high gear. No, actually I just got home from work… ah the joy of being the only one who knows how to lay out the report that has to been on the airplane to Spain on Sunday. Oh well. Work is going decent. I’ve been pretty busy this week. It feels like xmas is coming way too quick. I don’t even have all my presents yet. We have our company party tomorrow night. There’s a White Elephant exchange. Apparently people bring everything from total crap to halfway decent stuff. I think I will bring partial crap. It’s supposed to be whatever is lying around the house. Well, I happen to have a rainbow feather boa lying around mine. Won’t those conservative rednecks love me now? I bought a sweet new Aquos TV 26”. I was getting tired of having to watch my Patriots in the mini version. I also got Mr. & Mrs. Smith. Hey, what do I have if not my ability to fantasize about Brad Pitt?
Funny thing: So there is this very shy Canadian girl that I work with. Well, I and two of the guys, and this girl were talking about what we want for Xmas. She listed off a sleeping bag, a sweater, and… a pocket rocket. You can imagine our shock and amusement when she said this. Apparently there is a slight discrepancy in cultures, because although both will keep you warm on a cold night they are very different things. Having the sick mind I do I assumed it was a “pleasurable” device… whereas apparently there is another version which is more in the shape of a portable Bunsen burner used for campfire cooking. I think the first still sounds more interesting… although not the most ordinary of Xmas presents.
Well back to my evening of riveting TV.
Well I’ll be damned: http://www.msrcorp.com/stoves/pocket_rocket.asp
A person spends all of time finding ways to distract themselves. That person tries to hide while trying to blend in. The identity that he once had, is gone.