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Aug. 1st, 2002 11:32 pmToday started off innocently enough, with kitty feeding and Andy going to meet Tanner for lunch. He brought along the Nerf gun I got him a few years ago, the rapid-fire one, so that Tanner could settle a few scores at work. I hope the stories are good.
Andy got home in time for an appointment I had in student health. Before the appointment proper we stopped by Bev's office and gave her amethyst earrings and necklace which I set. Bev was the one who inadvertanly discovered that I might be diabetic, and she snuck me in under the red tape to get me into Dr. Vimmerstedt's care sooner rather than later.
When we got home Andy had a pleasant surprise in his e-mail. His grandboss from SGI when he interned two summers ago chatted with him at Siggraph. She sent him e-mail reiterating that she would love to have him come back after he graduated -- she even has a clear idea of where she'd put him.
It's about time I work on the cut tag thing, and this is as good an opportunity as any. ( If you've had your quota of whining elsewhere, don't follow this link )
Tonight's walk was six laps, an hour long, and (surprise surprise) hot. Aside from the moths and such and some rude people who took up the whole sidewalk even though they saw me walking toward them, I saw no interesting wildlife. I may stop writing about my walks if all I say is that nothing interesting happened.
Andy got home in time for an appointment I had in student health. Before the appointment proper we stopped by Bev's office and gave her amethyst earrings and necklace which I set. Bev was the one who inadvertanly discovered that I might be diabetic, and she snuck me in under the red tape to get me into Dr. Vimmerstedt's care sooner rather than later.
When we got home Andy had a pleasant surprise in his e-mail. His grandboss from SGI when he interned two summers ago chatted with him at Siggraph. She sent him e-mail reiterating that she would love to have him come back after he graduated -- she even has a clear idea of where she'd put him.
It's about time I work on the cut tag thing, and this is as good an opportunity as any. ( If you've had your quota of whining elsewhere, don't follow this link )
Tonight's walk was six laps, an hour long, and (surprise surprise) hot. Aside from the moths and such and some rude people who took up the whole sidewalk even though they saw me walking toward them, I saw no interesting wildlife. I may stop writing about my walks if all I say is that nothing interesting happened.
