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How Random Babbling Becomes Corporate Policy

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Mad science gone horribly, horribly wrong(or right).


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run the fuck away
Ping. Are you there?

Yes, yes I am. I've basically fallen off the face of the Earth for you unless you're Sarah, Dennis, Andrea, Greg, and obviously, Cate.

Cate and I have moved into our new apartment, over on lovely Second Street in Troy. Gorgeous nieghboorhood. Not so gorgeous apartment. Kinda bland, kinda cave like, but still _very_ cool.

Three bedrooms, 1.5 bathrooms, a living room, kitchen, two foyers/hallways. $600 a month, heat and hot water included.

Can we say sweet?

Phone and internet are up and running on Tuesday (so the theory goes). Power should theoretically be in my name (though NiMo never showed up as promised).

The apartment has loads of character, and at some point in the near future there's going to be a large housewarming party. That's after our heads stop spinning.

Between work and moving I haven't really had much time, which unfortunately means that there hasn't been enough Catetime either. But that's okay, that's starting to change. Plus, there's a weekend coming up.

The amazing thing is, the day that I'm swamped in new material to prepare for classes is the day that I get time to post in LJ. I have to have a 2-day access class prepped for monday, and am halfway done. Figured it'd be nice to take a break. Good lord is there alot of material though. Take a semester long class in databases, and compress it into two days.

The reason we offer things like Online Anytime (an online version of our class) is because no one on _earth_ is going to remember all the crap we shove into their heads.

Anywho, it's getting onto lunch time, I need to grab some munchiness.

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