It was Thanksgiving and my dad bought our meal from the local Luby’s. okBlasphemy? Nah. I spent the better part of the day with the parents and did my ILOVEMYMOM&DAD bonding. I saw ”Haunted Mansion” that night with the dad. Our original intent was to see ”Bad Santa” but apparently 4000 other people already had that plan before us. Pfft. The rest of the week is a bit of a blur. I played some Unreal Tourament with my roommate and his brothers on Saturday. My character died. A lot. I think my strategy is that if I see you to come running up in your face shooting. I need a new strategy.


I originally thought I’d return to Philly on Sunday but my flight was rescheduled. I got a nice apology and a travel certificate for my trouble. Can’t complain. I arrived and found a letter from the police in my mailbox summoning me to their presence. I took a cab to the precinct after initially thinking I’d walk. It’s cold here. I waited. Waited some more. More waiting. Finally someone took me to a room with a two-way glass and started asking me about drugs and residues and all sorts of confusing questions. Turns out that this package of clothes I’d shipped for one of my ex-pat friends overseas had come back as undelivereable and aroused the nasal prowess of their K9 drug dog. I have no idea how, but the shoes inside were apparently so positive for The Pot that the police thought they must have surely been used in a Cheech and Chong film. I was given custody of said drug-laden shoes after signing a property release form. Check, please?


My AbbyShot trench arrived and did not fit. I was told my shoulder measurements were too wide. I then got specific directions about how I should remeasure myself. I did so. Apparently they weren’t specific enough. So I’m pissed. I have to ship this thing back to Canada and face another round of import tariffs. Sucks. I am almost tempted to have it altered here in the tariff-free United States. We’ll see. I have photos of it, but it looks so stupid with the super wide shoulders that I cannot fathom why they went ahead and produced it when it was obvious I needed to go back to the measurement drawing board.


And to make things more interesting… I am on the bench as far as work goes while I await 2004 budget approvals. I didn’t find this out until this morning (Tuesday). I totally worship my client, however, so I’ll be doing whatever has to be done. Or rather, not done. I just wish I hadn’t planned on taking less vacation this month so I could get more work done. Talk about your bad timing. I’ll be back in Houston from 12/19/2003 through 12/29/2003. That will probably coincide with when I can start billing again. Woo. Oh — if you’re a Houston based FFOTSG (Female Friend Of The Super Genius) and you plan on making a Super Genius Booty Call, please give me at least 6 hours advanced notice. Supermodels, however, may be eligible to waive the 6 hour time limit. Good to know.