It’s been two weeks. Ugh.
Truth to tell, serotonin levels have been pretty low. It’s been all I could do to manage work. No energy for self-indulgent whinging. Some changes have been made, so I’m hoping things will be sunnier.
Called an erstwhile friend last week — this is the last time, I swear, as they always beg off, promise to call back, and never do — and had nothing much to talk about. I happen to have been working on something interesting at work for the past little bit, but I really shouldn’t talk about it. And the “hurt my back and depressed most of the time” shtick gets old pretty quick.
Took the SkyTrain to North Van yesterday to see the Caribbean festival. I guess I got there too early, as there wasn’t much going on. I was going to meet a friend there, but they were delayed, and I finally bailed, as I was getting a headache from the sun and the loud samba music. We did eventually hook up and catch Pirates again.
Some parting thoughts: Why the hell is it so tricky to get a binary search working right? FS2004 should be out any day now.
You can take the Samba out of music … but you can’t take the Hollywood out of Johnny Depp.
Actually, Depp enabled Disney’s Pirates to enter the level of surprisingly good movie–I was entertained anyway.
Enough of my commentary, though; we should gather for coffee and talk more about me.
Cherio!