Thursday, August 11, 2011

A: What in the world?  CET put a random blue box in my 3D view when I have nothing there in 2D or 3D.
S: Weird!  It looks like a ceiling box.
A: Proof you saw the Auroras :)
S: Hooray for proof!  It is beautiful isn’t it.
A: Yes!  Lucky you!
I’ve been print screening it up lately.  I think it adds to our book.
A: I almost feel like I’m wasting time here.  I barely have anything to work on and my in-laws are finally in.  I’m sure you can relate having your parents in.  Have they kept pretty busy while you’re at work?
S: Yeah.  They’ve done enough to enjoy the trip, but they’ve taken their time.  They say they’re enjoying just taking a break.  I’m considering leaving even earlier today if I can finish my projects in time.  I really want to take them to winner creek, but they think we won’t have time.
A: Sure you’ll have time!  Its light out until almost 11.  And Girdwood isn’t that far away.
S: That’s what I said!  I mean—I know they like to go to bed early, but jeez!
A: He totally took his earphones out to listen to what we were saying and put them back in just now.  I think he really wants to be included in our conversations but its hard with the generational gap sometimes.
S: It’s also probably hard to keep up considering 75% of our conversations happen through email.
A: Yes, that doesn’t help.  I can’t focus today.  Sad face.
Did you find out C’s (I’m sure I’m butchering the spelling of her name) favorite candy bar?
S: Close!  Well, I just took a stab and got her a snickers.  It was pretty entertaining though.  It pretty much went exactly like I was anticipating—which I always like. 
A: Yay fun!  At one point I did have it spelled right but I never go with my instinct, naturally.  Did you see D again last night?
S: You blue, you.
No, but he did do the cutest thing!  I got home super late at like 1:30, and there was something waiting for me on the doorstep.  He had left me a rose and a note that said, “Just wanted to remind you how wonderful and beautiful you are”.  How cute is that?!
A: Awh!  Can’t beat that!! ;)
S: I know right?
Do you by any chance know of some markerboard that would be nice and small that I could wall mount, or even put on wall channels?
A: Not off the top of my head.  There’s the Visual work tools stuff but that’s probably more complex than what you’re needing.  I think Answer has the marker board skins too but don’t know how it would wall mount…
S: For your I’ll-be-darned collection
C:  No, it would need to be a separate whiteboard.
S:  That’s I what I figured, but I thought you might know some install wizardry that I didn’t.
A: Hahaha!  So did the problem get resolved?
S: Sort of.  I just got a regular wall-mount whiteboard.  It’s not the size I wanted, but I guess it’s not terrible.
A: Saturday, in the park, I think it was the 4th of July.
S: Does that mean you can hear my music?
A: Not all the time.  I heard that song and Only the Good Die Young. :)
S: Nice.  At least they were good songs :)  I got so used to only listening to Enya, that I forgot I needed to turn down my volume for everything else.
A: Hahaha oh I see that makes more sense!  I did enjoy those songs.  Only the Good Die Young reminds me of my two best friends and I dancing to it in front of our old dance studio late at night.  We’re such dorks, it’s great.  
I really want to leave.  Lucky you taking off soon! Perhaps you could sneak me out in your… purse?
S: … You might fit.  We could certainly try.
A: Think anyone would notice?
The mental image of that is sheer entertainment.
S: I know right?  Hah!  It would be quite the event, that’s for sure.
A: What I picture is me stepping foot first into your green purse.  After the first failed attempt I lay down on the purse and you proceed to pick up your purse, mostly covered by me, and grab the handles on either side of course.  You struggle vigorously to lift the purse with both handles and me in/on it.  Since that kind of worked you hobble to the door with me laying essentially flat like a board, red faced and bullets of sweat running down your face.  Success as we hit the sunlight and I scramble to my car. I peel out and head home into the sunlight while you straggle behind out of breath from the episode I just caused you.

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