Where to start, where to start?? Well, I have been online, just not updating... nothing new there people! Anyways, I'm here to bitch and complain about the 55 minute delay I had because of poor traffic planning here in Pentagon City for the ceremonies today for 9/11. I actually felt a little bad when I finally found out why I had a delay of 55 minutes for a trek that normally takes 6 minutes. I have to drive from the suburbs of Baltimore through DC to the Pentagon/Crystal City as it is, which takes anywhere on a normal day from 40 to 75 minutes, so a 49 minute extra delay is really unacceptable. Don't read this as "I'm upset that the Pentagon is having a ceremony to commemorate 9/11" though. I work for a contractor on a Navy and Air Force Project. This is the "The DC and Virginia Police should have handled the traffic better so that the rest of us who didn't get invites can still go to work on time" rant. It didn't help that some poor schmuck's $40g car stopped in the left lane while about to get on a bridge so that we were even moving slower than before. I managed to salvage an extra twenty minutes to my day by taking a little known exit (Clark St. for those of you in the DC area) and driving around the backway into Crystal City. Fortunately I'm right at the northern end, so I didn't have to get back onto Rt. 1, which is where it looked like they were diverting all the traffic anyways. *sigh*
Onto less bitchiness... I totally enjoyed a family Chipotle night... mind you its been over a year since we have had a family chipotle night, and I <3 chipotle. So, I hop *yes, at one point i was hopping in joy* with my mom to the local Chipotle and we order our deliciousness to-go. My father was the only one of us to order a burrito, my mom and I preferring burrito bowls instead. So we get home, and knowing that my father has never had a burrito from Chipotle, I give him the napkin with the pictured directions on how to eat said burrito. "Dad, follow these directions," I told him in a cheezy, patronizing way. But did he listen to me and follow the directions?? Of course not!! So here he was, unwrapping the entire foil around it, and the burrito falls apart in his hands. *hangs head in shame* I shamelessly mock him the entire way through dinner as I tackle my own bowl in my own strange way. Rather than using a fork or spoon like civilized people do, I mix it all up with a bit of extra sour cream and use it as a really really thick cream salsa and I scoop it up onto their delicious lime chips. I then head to bed happily content with a stomach full of rice and beans goodness.
Anyways, I'm sure I have more to mention in my mundane life, but I honestly can't think of much. Muses are attacking with less fervor as I reach the end of yet another story arc in my Young Daniel series (which has now been lined out to 24 vignettes, and about seven of which have been fully outlined and in various stages of being flushed out into real stories.) They attack when least appropriate, like when I'm actually concentrating on an excel worksheet at work or driving home on a phone conference for AMUN. Getting them to come out and play during better hours is a daunting task however. *sigh* I commented this morning to my coworker Graham the Younger (not to be confused with Captain Graham my supervisor) that Stargate has taken me wholeheartedly into fandom, and I have not fallen this hard into fandom in several years. Its almost exhausting how into it I am. But at least its a happy fandom with lots of fandomness with it, fanfiction, active communities, and not to mention continual releases of new movies and tv shows... its not like a long dead fandom like Jules Verne... *but don't knock Jules there, buddy!! He was wicked cool in his day!*
Anyways, one last thing... my coworker took the nerd quiz I took here
And while he outscored me on science by a few points, and computers/tech by one (he has a degree in computers, I have on in history and political science), he radically outscored me on dorkiness!!! OMG! I find this totally funny because I don't see him as the nerd in just about any way... he's socially acceptable and pleasant, although he's not cool enough to have Darth Vader on his car like I do, I enjoy having him as a co-worker... but for him to be dorkier than I am is just down right funny... (He scored an 89% to my meagre 40%) On a high note though, I got him to watch the Stargate Movie this week, and now he's not talking "If I see the series" but "When I see the series..." MUAHAHAHAHA!!!! Another convertee to Stargate!!!! (I'm just going to de-dorkify now for a few minutes...)