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My hubby lookin' HOT before the wedding. Cutest thing ever. Best bridesmaids ever. Seriously without these girl the wedding would have been a disaster. Sadly I am not exaggerating. These girls were ON it when I was like "Dude, whatever it'll be fine." And it was. But you know, only because they were paying attention to things like how many outlets the restaurant actually had in close proximity to the sound equipment and other various easily-overlooked but nevertheless very important details... Post-ceremony. Hee. Trying to be "hot." (Can you be a hot married couple?) My girls. Hahaha. We just had to. Labels: Pictures, The Wedding wingless was still breathing at 4:01 PM - 1 comments Sunday, August 19, 2007 Burning a hole in our pockets So... We bought a car. And yes, perhaps we spent a little too much. But it has navigation! And wireless link thingamajig that connects to my cell phone! And a rear-view camera! And I still think we got a really good deal so I'm not completely devastated at how I just doubled my debt in one afternoon. Plus you can totally fit a car-seat in the back. On the way home in our new car, the first big thing that we legally own together as husband and wife, I looked out at the amazing view of our city and remarked to Paul how good our lives are right now. He agreed. God has really blessed us. Labels: Life, The Hubs wingless was still breathing at 7:09 PM - 0 comments Saturday, August 18, 2007 It's my life Yesterday was another twelve hour day for yours truly. Thank GOD my partner is going to be back on Monday. He better be anyway. It was still a good day though, the big boss in the office bought me my lunch for getting through "a rough week" and another guy in the office brought in bagels, also in honor of me surviving the week. AND the best par? My manager is giving me an "under the table" day off to take sometime before the end of the year! Wahoo! It feels good to be appreciated, especially considering I know the week wasn't easy for them either with only one sales assistant in our office. I walked home through the city around 5pm and it was a completely different world since I had last seen it twelve hours earlier at 5am. It was a beautiful day and the city was bustling. People were spilling out of bars in the financial district, Chinatown was full of tourists. Washington Square Park packed with people lounging in the grass or playing with their dogs or eating Gelato and strolling about. Also, crazy homeless people yelling, but whatever. I even stopped by this great bakery in Chinatown and got dozens of bao zi to bring home to the family in Fremont. As I was heading down the hill towards Pier 39, almost home, I had an amazing view of the bay, boats in the horizon, the sky perfectly blue and it struck me how lucky I am to live where I do. I mean, really, in the last seven years of my life, other than a brief stint in Turlock (which by the way I actually really enjoyed) I've been living in places where people go on vacation. Not even in the suburbs of these places, but like smack dab in the middle of West Los Angeles, Paris and San Francisco. Labels: Life, San Francisco, the grind wingless was still breathing at 7:46 AM - 0 comments Thursday, August 16, 2007 She work hard for the money... Hi! Still alive! Just barely, anyway. Work? Is kicking my behind. I have never had a job where you had to work every minute of every hour and where I'm actually really worried that something will happen while I'm in the kitchen for two minutes to heat my oatmeal up in the microwave. I have never been so productive in my life. Thankfully this week should not be typical of most weeks since a) The guy I'm supposed to be backing up is on vacation all week and the girl I am replacing had her last day last Friday and b) I know a helluva lot more about this job than I did four days ago. That said, there's still quite a lot I don't know and tomorrow I'm sure everything I don't know will suddenly become a huge issue and very annoying and stressful, but c'est la vie I suppose. It feels good to be challenged but also feel like I am proving how capable I am. Labels: the grind wingless was still breathing at 6:54 PM - 0 comments Monday, August 06, 2007 Beating the average productivity I. Am. Exhausted. As usual my day started at 4:45am except today I got actually work for all of except 10 minutes or so total up until 4pm. Then we had to go get drinks with someone who is interviewing for the third sales assistant spot...which admittedly was not unpleasant in the slightest - BUT STILL - required not passing out which is more difficult than it sounds, particularly when you've had two glasses of wine. Labels: the grind wingless was still breathing at 6:10 PM - 0 comments Thursday, August 02, 2007 A day in the life of.... 4:45AM - Alarm goes off. Am fast asleep and dreaming about stuff re: French people/France/someone I haven't been close to since high school. Hit snooze. Paul doesn't move so I think I'm going to be cabbing it today. 4:52AM - Alarm goes off again. 4:55AM - Roll out of bed, go through morning ritual (which oddly enough never includes brushing hair) 5:05AM - Poke Paul who points to his wallet. Call cab. 5:07AM - Wash some grapes for a snack later. Trying to be "healthy." 5:09AM - Kiss Paul on the forehead, he rolls over. Rush to lobby. 5:10AM - Cab arrives, hoping it's the skinnier African dude because he owes me three bucks 5:11AM - Nope, the African guy picked me up the first three times and hasn't come back since he's owed me three bucks. Boo. Probably never see him again. 5:15AM - I like this cabbie though, he's friendly and makes small talk, also seems to be taking the most direct route. Not hitting any lights, score! 5:16AM - Arrive at the office, almost a full dollar cheaper than the other two cab drivers who seem to make extra turns. Tip him 2 bucks in appreciation. 5:18AM - First sales assistant in, huzzah! Sit down at desk, 24 new emails, computer is running a little slow because didn't restart last night, crap. 5:25AM - Look at which trades failed last night. 21 pages?? This can't be right. Nope, it is. 243 fails. Panic. Did I do this somehow?? 5:27AM - Ask coworker to look at fails report. He gets pissed - it's client's fault. Phew. Split up fails and start emailing. 6:55AM - Run to bathroom 7:00AM - How is it 7 already? Stop in kitchen to make oatmeal. 7:10AM - Go through checklist of stuff from yesterday. Work work work. Also, eat oatmeal. 8:00AM - Try to deal with IT issues, get run around. Oh well. 9:27AM - Coworker A in horrible mood over client... 9:41AM - Problem solved. A in better mood. Thinking about taking another bathroom break. Drank so much tea... 9:44AM - Darn. Notice in bathroom mirror face rash seems to be getting worse again. 9:57AM - Just spent ten minutes trying to figure something out. Hate these systems and all their nuances. Give up. Asking C for help. 10:15AM - Client calling, no idea what this lady is talking about. HELP! ME! 11:00AM - Hm. Hungry. Ordering Japanese food... 11:15AM - Pass man eating donut on the street. Totally doesn't look like he needs to be eating a donut but who am I to judge. Also, donut looks delicous. 11:23AM - Same man is now smoking a cigarette in front of my building. 11:25AM - Spill leftover tea on desk - luckily away from keyboard. Pass out food. 11:26AM - Check voicemail, delivery company wants to schedule treadmill delivery. Run into empty office to try to deliver. Issues, issues, blah deal with later. Boss totally walks in and sees me on phone. Score. 11:45AM - Trying to eat and work at the same time 12:00PM - Food is getting cold as I type this... 12:02PM - Look down and notice belly fat hanging over pants...ew...maybe should not be judging donut man...contemplate saving california rolls for dinner... 12:08PM - Mmm...hot watered down tea is still good at this hour...Food: also good. 12:13PM - Another bathroom run. Notice fly is down, probably since 9:41AM? Awesome. 12:21PM - Allocate a trade. Still trying to eat lunch...almost...done... 12:58PM - Head. Hurting. But caught up. Two more hours to go...Market should be closing. Stupid market. 1:00PM - Refreshing pending report....should start work on settles for tomorrow... 1:15PM - Knocked out three trades...feeling dizzy 1:26PM - Crap. Ankles are swollen. Not good...haven't been taking all my meds... 1:43PM - Boss walks by and says sorry about walking in on phone call. Em-barr-assed.... 1:50PM - Take a minute to post about my ankles on a forum...Receive message saying I missed a couple things I should have caught. Doh! Can't take a break on this job... 1:53PM - Return IT phone calls...get voicemails for both. Sigh. 2:00PM - Finally finished my salmon...debating those rolls but thinking no...maybe ankles are swelling because too much salt? Note to self: eat bland food tonight and see if it goes away... 2:01PM - Notice coworker has the pen I was using... 2:04PM - Things seem to be slowing down, maybe I'll get to leave at 3pm today. 2:11PM - Client calls and then puts me on hold...Awesome... 2:16PM - At what point should you just hang up in these situations? I'm giving her one more minute... 2:17PM - Hung up and answered someone else's call. She calls back while I'm on the other line. 2:30PM - Thank GOD it's Thursday... 2:45PM - Finally get a call back from bbg guy...he's going to come into the office tomorrow yay! 2:58PM - Working with junior sales guy on how to get authorization for a hundred more systems.... 3:00PM - Late trade... 3:05PM - Setting up an account....system saves but deletes all instructions...yay 3:10PM - Redone. It's past 3PM. Darn. At least the account subbed correctly this time.... 3:11PM - Patnah in crime is working on something....wondering if I should stay and help? 3:17PM - Run to bathroom. Looking very lumpy today.... 3:20PM - Checking if I should stay... 3:23PM - YAY! We're going home! Labels: the grind wingless was still breathing at 3:23 PM - 0 comments (c) 2001-2006 transcended.net - all rights reserved