|02:42 pm - Jan and the Conclusive Proof|
I'm cross-checking the PDF file of the Object Reference for errors. I have reached page 4 when I see Jan in my rear-view mirror
Me: Hello, Jan.
Jan: That is exactly what I wanted you to look at!
Me: The The Object Reference?
Jan: That is the Database Reference.
Me: No it's...(checks the TOC), oh, so it is.
(Work commenses. It's boring. He found an error.)
Me: It'll be fixed in the next version. That's like going out next week or something.
Jan: Well, it's not that....
Me: Doesn't matter. We pride ourself on speedy, friendly service.
Jan: Well, one out of two is not bad.
Me: Pretty good considering the raw material.
Irv: Is it time?
Me: I think it is.
Irv picks up the open air, origami box that used to hold my pistachios and extracts a lone pistachio nut
Irv: Now the question is "which is better. The box or or the jar?"
Me: Prepare thyself!
Irv: (eats the pistachio) Tasty. (Opens the jar, extracts and consumes a sole pistachio) The jar is better.
Me: (Taking notes furiously on a clipboard, noting every reaction.) No hesitation?
Irv: No question. The jar is definitely better.
Me: It's conclusive proof of our (me and solies) theory!
Irv: It is conclusively proved in so far as we are scientifically able with a representative sample of one.
Me: Hurray! It's proved!
( Pointless meme gacked from SammahCollapse )
Is it egoism to see the reflections of myself in other people.
I look at someone and think: "Without the support I get from my friends and family, that would be me." or "Without checks and balances on my ego, that would be me." And I derive? What exactly, I don't know. I just know I could be alot worse in so many directions, and yet I'm attracted to the elements of myself I see in others.
Friendship? Or the purest narcissism?
Can you ever really be sure?
You can make blood doner appointments online. I'm a happy woman. *drinks more water*
Current Mood: curious
Current Music: Gin Blossoms - Found Out About You