Archives for the month of: November, 2003

gamefest.com has carcassonne!

check out the Daypop Top Word Burst for a list of top words used in blogs – you can see what people are writing about, instead of what they are linking to!

MailEnhancer for Panther and Jaguar…this will automatically synchronize your signature files to your email address if you have multiple accounts (be sure to make the name of the signature the same as the email address it’s supposed to match), and the dock icon will display the proper number of unread messages in all folders, not just the Inbox. useful if you use rules to automatically route incoming mail.

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oh dammit, ok. here’s a picture. are you happy now?

this weekend my aunt is in town for her birthday which is tomorrow. so tonight i went out to my cousin’s house in oak park and we had a birthday dinner and opened presents and stuff. ah, relaxing to get away from all the work-related drama, although of course the first question everyone asked is ‘how’s work?’ anyway, kjirsten is getting so big! she’s teething and makes the cutest high-pitched squeal ever. chris is applying to schools to get his teaching certificate and lisa is tutoring kids when she’s not taking care of kjirsten. brad is freelancing – started up his own company! – so now he works from home with his new G5 and can keep an eye on the baby too. aunt linnea is keeping busy it seems and had some great pics of my parents from their visit a couple of weekends ago. dad is actually smiling!! ….wha?

eric is in san francisco chilling with bocci and grover, and i guess tumlin and janet came up to visit too, so it’s a regular class of 2001 reunion out there. bocci had a date with robot girl (it’s a long story) i hear, so i hope it went okay. kate is going out to sf this coming weekend. i’m so jealous! i’ve never been to california, although hopefully i can scrape together the funds to see meghan in la for her birthday as planned.

how can the weekend be over already? ugh. tomorrow after work: either spinning, power step, or cardio box. mmm….i have some wicked bruises on my ass from the spinning bike as it is. maybe cardio box instead.

today, children, i have a scary story to tell you. would you like to hear it? okay, it goes like this:

sometimes you think that things are ok. not ideal, but ok. then one of your bosses decides to leave the company. ok, fine – he has a new family, he has to reassess his priorities. you think, well that is awful, but maybe this is an opportunity to make lemons into lemonade. like maybe things can be worked out.

then two of your close friends get laid off. the only two with actual degrees in their fields. and for awhile you think that even that could be dealt with and hey, they could do a lot better elsewhere anyway, so maybe it’s for the best.

then you get a ‘pep talk’ from your boss where he basically threatens everyone and lets everyone know that there is nothing special about them, they are expendable and he has stacks of resumes from people that would love to take the jobs.

sounds scary doesn’t it? wouldn’t it be wonderful if it were just a story? something self-contained and easily forgotten after the telling is complete?

unfortunately, this is real.