Man it took a long time to get my computer set up at CSFB this morning; I don't mean my heavy little laptop, neutron-star. I mean this big stupid thing I'm not supposed to play with. The guy from IT had to connect to it and move the mouse around from downstairs before I could look up the name of this book store for my "principal," who was getting very impatient.
Speaking of principals, Mer and I got bikes at a store called "On The Move." The woman who sold them to us made it very clear that they have to be locked up or they will be stolen. "You could be reaching into your pocket for 25 cents to buy a hot dog," she said, "and you turn around -- boom! They're gone." We will be very careful. The geniuses over at Prospect Heights Realty have yet to cash my rent check, meaning that I must hurry and deposit my Personnel Express money as soon as I can take lunch. Thank Christ for Fleet overdraft protection.
Okay, I am not ready to publish this thing, but here are some good links. Slashdot justly noted that these little diary entries from Dr. Ed Lu, the current on-board ISS Science Officer are both well-written and really interesting. NASA has also made available this Q&A stuff with him, which is also quite good. Wow, and just now they linked to the NORFANZ deep sea exploration mission; it has plenty of pictures of new sea animals.
The young scumbag with a degree in Finance in the cubicle next to me just said, "What. The fuck."
[Time passes...]
Okay, I am back from lunch now. I had some chicken thing. So I got my check from Personnel Express, and it is only like $320. That's great. I still owe Mer for my bike. What a pain. I better get a fucking job soon. I am learning shell-scripting now; maybe that will make my resume more attractive. But we are going to have to cut some fucking costs, that is for sure. It's kind of depressing, even. Okay, time to publish.
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