So much stuff going on, and there's just not enough time to write about it.
Monday I managed to step away from my computer long enough to meet up with a bunch of friends in Mountain View. It was really cool, introducing all of them to each other and watching new friendships form. They're all in IT, so you can imagine the conversations that took place. It gave me warm and fuzzy feelings inside. Tsk tsk, I better not be going soft. Afterwards, I took off with one of the guys there and rode on the back of his YZF-R1 all the way back to San Francisco. I learned that no matter how fat your ass is, it's going to hurt riding as a passenger on an R1.
I have missed my interview with bsdtalk twice now, which I feel completely horrible about. I keep getting dragged into high priority issues at work, and I have a feeling he's probably going to give up on me. I need to fire off an email to him apologizing once again - actually, I need to email a lot of people apologizing for dropping off the face of the planet. I barely have time for sleep.
It's the week before BSDCan, and I've still got a lot of work to do. I'm teaching another person in engineering my duties for my team so they'll have some backup while I'm gone. I have a few more big things I have to finish up at work before I leave, but unfortunately all of them are being problematic and taking a lot more time than I originally thought. Sleep this weekend will be sporadic, small naps taken between packing and hopping on my computer at work to finish up my projects.
A lot of people from Yahoo! will be at BSDCan this year. I am very excited. BSDCan is like all the fun of Christmas and my birthday rolled into one weekend. I got invited to the FreeBSD DevSummit, so I'm glad I scheduled my vacation and tickets so I'd be arriving earlier in the week. It'll be fun seeing old friends again, although I'm disappointed that a few of the usual suspects won't be making it this year. At least I'll get to chill with some people from other Y! offices that I haven't yet had a chance to meet. Even though I've told everyone at work I'm not going to be reachable, I know I won't be able to leave my pager and key fob at home. Nope, I'll be checking in. I am just that addicted.
Second Life sucks. No explanation needed.
I think my roommate is looking forward to my vacation so he can steal my wii and xbox360. I picked up Guitar Hero II for the xbox360 earlier this week, although I haven't had time to play it. This better be everything everyone says it is, or I'm going to be pissed. It looks dumb. While I was out, I had to pick up a few more pairs of jeans too. I keep destroying mine. Every time a pair of $90 jeans is destroyed, a fairy dies.
I need to call Cingular to find out if I'm going to get any massive charges for using my 3G data plan in Canada (or if it'll even work there). Last year the dorms didn't have internet, so I'm trying to ensure that I'm able to get to work in case of an emergency. Yeah. I'm the girl at the bar with her laptop out watching monitoring and her bug queue. My friends all make fun of me, but if my laptop isn't open and on the internet, I feel twitchy. Something must be breaking, and I won't know about it immediately! zomg!
I need to do laundry and figure out how to pack just as much stuff as I brought last year into less bags. I finally got my passport, so that's covered. I need to charge all my extra laptop batteries, camera batteries, phone batteries, and my USB AA batteries. I'm not bringing along any devices that use AA, but I like being prepared.
Mike called. He said he was thinking about going to BSDCan but decided not to. That's a relief. There is no drama at the BSDCan, thx. It was weird getting a call from him, but I guess I kind of did call him first. In my drug addled state at the hospital just after the motorcycle accident, I couldn't figure out how to use my phone's contact book, so I dialed the only number I could remember. I was trying to get ahold of Chad to let him know what happened and that I was ok, but the only number I could think of was Mike's. Creepy.
Also, I admit it. I bit someone. Fuck you, jkh. You may have won this time, but the war is far from over! ;)
You're okay Randi. Just hang in there and be true to yourself. If a guy won't let you be you, tell him to f-off.