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Casey/Male/31-35. Lives in United States/California/San Francisco/The Mission, speaks English and  . Spends 80% of daytime online. Uses a Faster (1M+) connection.
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Saturday, September 1, 2001

Why do stereotypes exist?

  My hairdresser said he really needs to learn Russian. His 20 year old boyfriend is so very Russian.
  My hairdresser said he took half a Viagra last night and it totally did what it was supposed to do, you know what I mean, girl?
  My hairdresser said his friend and him have the same first name, but that his friend was 15 years older than he is. "She didn't just go there, yes she did, Oh my God!"
  My hairdresser said that one time his boyfriend had sex with him totally in the air; that he was all, like, uh-uh-uh (demonstrating on the back of the barber chair) and that even in the positions that aren't so good he totally counts his blessings.
  My hairdresser said that he liked going to [bar in a distant neighborhood] except that he didn't like their shows during the day, and their food was all, like, Veggie Burgers and the crowd was a little scary and he didn't like going that far and it was awful, y'know?
  My hairdresser said he's worried that his 20 year old Russian boyfriend is going to cheat on him while he's out of town. He thought he should get his Tarot Cards read or see a psychic, but another customer thought maybe he should just think about it or ask some of his friends or something.
  My hairdresser said that if they have Russian Tarot Cards, he is so buying them.

06:38 PM PST (link)

Friday, August 31, 2001

The work for the happy finger method must go on.

What? You want to leave early before a holiday weekend? I don't know...let me consult my managerial role model, Dr. Terwilliker. Hands up!

04:21 PM PST (link)

Binge, Purge, Rinse, Repeat.

I was never good at treating mysef a little. If I don't set a dollar value that I can spend ahead of time, I will shop until I'm too shaky to stand. But after the insanity that has been the past several days or work, I wanted something. I really had to get Vespertine, and Laurie Anderson's newest "Life on a String" and the old "Strange Angels" (which are a pretty good pair, in a lot of ways.) And then they had two more rereleases from Wendy Carlos, because I'm a synthesizer geek from way back. Throw in some Orbital, the best of X, Mark Almond, some old Joe Jackson, and you've got quite a handful.

I'd be less embarrassed at my indulgence if I hadn't bought the Hedwig Soundtrack, Basement Jaxx "Remedy", Autechre "Canfield" and, um, some more Mark Almond a week or two ago. I think this qualifies as a binge. Possible layoffs? What possible layoffs?

Of course, now that I have all this new music to listen to while I sit here, my computer's CD drive has started to act funny. Because that's just the way life is.

02:15 AM PST (link)

Wednesday, August 29, 2001

Can you tell?

AllLookSame? poses an interesting question...can you tell just by looking if someone is Chinese, Japanese or Korean? I took the test and only got 5 of 12 right, which was exactly average for users so far. Hopefully they'll analyze the demographics, which will be most telling.

I'm reminded of the Korean woman who owned the deli/grocery store near my work (the one which suddenly closed last year and just reopened, actually) was once trying to tell me a story about one of her regular customers. She had trouble remembering his name so I asked for a physical description. She said, "Oh, I don't know. All you white people look the same to me anyway."

02:16 PM PST (link)

Monday, August 27, 2001

Workplace Math.

A slightly irrational impulse to clean anal-retentively, often in response to deadline stress
+
The sharp, inside edge of the Coffee Mug which can only be gotten at by dismantling the cup in the first place
=
A trip to the medicine cabinet for bandaids and bactine.

I think it's time to go home.

07:00 PM PST (link)

Hi, Explosives!

No pressure or anything, but:

1. Our group's live server at work (which I'm 'in charge' of) had its permissions scrambled this morning.
2. Our development server lost a large number of files this weekend for critical projects today.
3. The key player for the project we scheduled for review Friday is out on vacation after Wednesday.
4. Our site launch on Friday is supposed to have a custom URL, which I hope is ready.
5. A freelancer has started today and I have to try to get him work to do while dealing with Numbers 1 through 4.

But at least I had a chance to pee this morning. Can I scratch that off my to-do list?

Meanwhile, I keep reading reports of bombs exploding across the country where we're about to travel for vacation. Because, y'know, that makes it more exciting, right? (I'm not really that worried about ETA terrorism while we're there, partly because we're mostly in the south and east parts of Spain. But it's good to be smart about travelling through any dangerous places. The ETA's timing is excellent, nonetheless.)

04:16 PM PST (link)

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