.3:49 PM
I got the following in my e-mail yesterday. WTF!!!
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Name Withheld
> Sent: Tuesday, November 13, 2001 4:30 PM
> To: Terence Lo
> Cc:
> Subject:
>
>
> Just wanted to let you know, that I don't exactly appreciate your fucking
> Eminem "jokes". I like the guy for personal reasons, and obviously you
> guys can't respect that. So fuck you both! The next time I hear any of
> you assholes say shit all about me, it's fucking on - you got me! I ain't
> fucking playin' with your sorry asses neither...I'll fuck you both up, and
> if you don't believe me - TRY ME!
>
> and so, in the words of Em...
> "I don't know you, and you don't know me...
> So don't approach me, and I won't approach you,
> and don't insult me, I won't insult you
> cuz you don't know what I will or what won't do!"
>
> fuckin' punks!
>
November 11, 2001
.10:39 PM
I am a
hypocrite.
I want equality but yet I seek to make more money (not that I need it). I am against globalization and exploiting poor nations, yet I buy shirts and sweaters from companies who steal from the poor. I dislike the idea of soft drink companies marketing an image, yet I still consume a cola every fucking day.
.10:32 PM
It occurred to me earlier today that I have not had a dream in a long time. Some mornings I wake up and fully know that I just woke up from a dream (regardless of how outrageous it was). These days my sleeps have been filled with pure white static - kind of like watching a channel on tv that you don't get. Nothing. I've been wondering if this is healthy. Does it mean that when I'm sleeping, that even my subconscience can't even come up with a single thought? Maybe I dream externally. I don't know. Whatever it is, at least I'm not dreaming of tv shows or fast food franchises even though I am pretty certain that popular media and advertising have taken part of my soul.
.11:27 AM
I should have gone out last night. A lot of the MS people came down from Seattle yesterday and we went to Miyakes and then afterwards, the plan was to go hit up some club in sf. A small group of us were left without a ride so sf was out of the picture for us. I feel like such a dork cuz I don't have a car to get me places. I really hate depending on others, because it makes me look like a leech. Fuck. So we ended up just going to safeway and I bought myself a sobe. What a life.
November 9, 2001
.10:34 PM

I'm still at work. Geez Louise.
November 8, 2001
.10:44 PM
Our shower is now clog free. All the pubes have been removed and we no longer get to take both a shower and a bath at the same time. whew. Pictures to come.
November 5, 2001
.8:57 PM
You can now eat at the fast food franchise
Jack in the Box and get paid for it. Check
this out. If you've never heard of jack in the box you're not missing much. It's kinda like mcdonalds or burger king except the quality of the meat is 100 times worse.
.4:02 PM
The asian lady at fair oaks apartments is starting to really piss me off. The other day i asked her to go into the mail room to get me my package and she asked me in a not so nice tone "Can you please wait until after I'm
done bringing out the coffee" Great. And when I showed her my drivers license for identification purposes she said that the package's last name didn't match up with mine. My middle initial is W and because my last name was on the next line of my drivers license she thought my last name was W. After a bit of explaining, she finally realized that my last name wasn't W. And on Sunday at brunch, she made sure that everyone knew that we were limited to 2 baked goods each. I could see her hunched over the counter eyeing everyone making sure that they didn't violate her rules. So much hostility in the air. So much attitude from one person.
November 4, 2001
.5:59 PM

This is me on 11/3/2001. I'm in extreme need of a hair cut. As you can see, my hair has been growing over my ears for some time now and it's starting to shag. I bet I make you sick with disgust. Man this guy is sooo the epitome of sloppy and he needs to brag about it too.
.5:45 PM

Bulls eye. This was my first time ever shooting a gun. It felt strange, fun, and crazy at the same time. This is what happens when you give me a gun and a piece of paper to shoot at. Let's not even talk about the times I missed and hit other people.
November 2, 2001
.12:24 AM
Today I was asked whether I would continue working if I received 10 million dollars. I said no. Why would I work if I had that much money? Getting away from the shackles of employment would be one of the first things I would do. Would I miss the interaction? Maybe the interaction and socializing, but I wouldn't miss the work and stress part of work. Also if I were given a choice between keeping my current pay and working 5 days a week or taking a 20% pay cut and working 4 days a week, I would choose the latter. Why? Because life is short as it is. Work is work. You need time away from it so that you can spend your time doing better things.
November 1, 2001
.7:44 PM
Today I went to the company sponsored health fair. I went to the handwriting analysis booth and was pleasantly surprised.
Handwriting analysis lady (HAL): So you work at nvidia?
ME: Yes.
HAL: Do you like working at NVIDIA?
ME: Yes.
HAL: So what do you do at nvidia?
ME: Web Design, Programming.
HAL: Based on your handwriting I can tell you're good at problem solving, good at math, and are a technical pesron.
ME: *nod*
.... 5 minutes of small talk and stating the obvious ....
HAL: Do you like reading technical books?
ME: what do you mean? Like outside of work and school?
HAL: Sure.
ME: Nah, not really.
HAL: Here's a book I would like to recommend to you. It's a technical book.
ME: But I don't really like reading technical....
HAL: I can see that you enjoy problem solving. You'll love this book.
One question still remains: how did she know I was a technical person and that I'm good at problem solving based on my handwriting?