December 13th, 2001. Thursday
 
 

    In to work early today. Just had a nice sausage, egg, and cheese.

mmmm...sausage...

mmmm...egg...

mmmm....cheese...

    Anyway, another guitar lesson scheduled for today. And again, a week's full of unproductive practicing. Although I must say, my anxiety over my guitar lessons really makes the week zip by. Monday night, i think I should practice. Tuesday, I feel time running out. Wednesday, I try to really bear down and practice because I know I'm going to get shit the next day. And by the time I finish my lessons, it's thursday night, and there's only 23 hours until the weekend begins.

    Speaking of the weekend, there's a lot going on, as one might assume. What with the holidays and whatnot. Matt is having a party at his place on Saturday. He's still caught up in this grain-alcohol obsession a little bit. Me, I'm looking forward to a weekend of eggnog. Love the low viscosity. I don't know why. It's kind of like drinking pancake batter. Nothing like a ladel full of Bisquick to get you going. Say, if you don't happen to like these drinks, the good people over at Mojo10.com happen to post regular mixed drink reviews. I hear they're pretty good. And funny. And underappreciated.

   Little else going on. Though I did buy a new digital camera yesterday. It was the first day since I started work here that I was able to leave at 5:30 and go straight home. So I celebrated with a little trip down to J and R Computer World. I knew which camera I wanted before I got there, after months of research, but I didn't want to just stroll right up and plop down the money, so I asked the salesperson to tell me the difference between the camera I wanted an the next model up, which was a bit bigger and cost $130 more. His answer? (in a new york/asian hybrid accent) "This one is bigger. Easier to handle. Most guys have trouble holding this little one. Little one easier for girls." And I'm thinking "You fucker." That's your sales pitch? To tell me the less expensive model is for girls?! What a dickhead. Of course, I was like "I see...any other differences? And he nonchalantly listed off a few flash and shutter mode differences. So I walk away for a few minutes, come back, and tell him I'll take the smaller one. And he says "Sure you don't want this one? You'll love it, boss." I was about to show him my little, girly hands. But I just batted my eyelashes and told him I'd take the smaller one. That was the whole point. the card even says "World's Smallest Digital Camera with zoom lens." The smallness is the selling point, you fuck. He was Asian, he should be use to smallness. And have a natural propensity toward little things. Isn't that what the Asians are so good at? Making things smaller? What kind of asshole is this guy? He did throw in a free 48 MB flashcard, which is about 50 bucks. But I HATE it when "sales""people" are like "Manager in good mood today. Has coffee. Throw in free memory." Maybe it was the broken english that annoyed me. No, it's that whole tactic. Really, he motioned to his coffee, as if that were the deal breaker, as if he wouldn't have tried have tried just about anything to sell that camera. I hate that shit. It's just a respect thing. When someone says that to you, with a straight face, obviously, he thinks you're a fucking nincompoop. "Goll-eee! Ya mean cos ya got yer coffee, y'all gonna give me free mem-or-ee?! A- haw-haw. SOLD!" Sheesh.

    Salesperson notwithstanding (doesn't it look like those words should have more spaces in there?), so far I'm pretty happy with the camera. It easts batteries, but I got a free one coming in the mail. It's funny how quickly I bought it, after debating for months what to buy. All it took was an article in Macworld, and I was sold. It's a little sad, really, that I can be swayed so easily. But it has everything I need, and even takes little quicktime movies. So look forward to that. As well as regular pictures of unidentified objects frome extremely close up.

perhaps more in the evening...