Earthquake, part 2

Back in July, a 5.4 Earthquake rattled the Inland Empire. I was at work when it happened, but last night when a 4.5 hit, I was at home, peeing. Not because it scared me, but because that's what I was doing at 7:49 pm when it happened.

So, there I was peeing when I heard noise that, oddly, sounded like the neighbors slamming their door. At first, I thought it was just that, then the noise happened again, this time only louder. It was then, I realized I was experiencing another earthquake.

It lasted a mere, maybe 15 seconds, but there you go. With in an hour, there were three aftershakes, none which I felt.

So, I went on with my night.

Today, I took the day off from work -I have enough personal time to take two-weeks off - and went to Disneyland again. Unlike on Sunday, I went on a few rides.

I have problems taking time off of work. It's not that I feel they can't continue without me, it's just that when I was in High School, it was drilled into my head by my teachers that if you take time off, someone has to your job and their job.

But today, and the rest of 2009, I've decided that I will no longer feel horrible that I've earned this time off -I also have an additional 33 hours of vacation time. Long weekends look to be in my future over the next couple of months, and I enjoy going to Disneyland, so there you go.

by the way, looks like spring is coming here for a few days, as warm weather (some predictions have an 80 in the IE by Sunday) is on the way.

Yea!

Weekend Update

Weekends by definition, are designed to be days when you relax.

However, since I lack anything close to a life (which is my fault, I know), I find the hours between Saturday and Sunday tedious until I can return to work on Monday to interact with my co-workers (and then I mumble about something on the track of, jebus when is Friday going to get here?)

Yes, I'm also a mess of contradictions.

But the one good thing about the weekend (when not filming Odyssey or Helena Chronicles) is that I read more -I spend a few hours at the Starbucks passing time. Then, when I'm bored, I try to go home with all these ambitious ideas of cleaning, even going for a bike ride.

Then I sit in front of the computer and I let the day slip away like George Bush shitting my tax dollars away. Yesterday was such a day. Did nothing, well, beyond the usual stuff...

Anyways, today I went to Disneyland. Unlike When I went in November, I prepared to bring food with me. So, I saved some money, even though I did buy a few things at California Adventure (where I swear I saw Tornwordo from Sticky Crows. I know he's in SoCal now, so this tall guy, walking with three other guys and a girl pushing a baby passes by me in CA. And I thought that the tall guy looked like the avatar of Tornwordo. I've never met Richard, but I swear it was him). Still, somehow I ended up dropping my car keys on the driver seat of my car. I did not realize they were missing until I was waiting for the Tram to get to Disneyland. I knew I didn't drop them, but I was certain I took them out of the ignition. Like I said, once I got back to the car, I saw them on the seat. It took security about 15 minutes or so to get my door open -its nice to know that the Focus is a hard car to shimmy.

Anywho, after that adventure I finally got into the happiest place on Earth. I liked going to Disneyland by myself today, but I realize something: one person can navigate both parks much more quickly. I was done with both Disneyland and California Adventure in a matter of maybe 3 hours.

I didn't go any rides, but I just wanted to roam on my own, do things with out waiting for someone else. And much as a loner, misathropic jackass that I am, going by yourself is also kinda boring.

I'll do again, but now I know.

Next Sunday, production begins on season two of Star Trek: Odyssey. So, now I only haver to fill one day next weekend with something...