Jay McGavren's Journal

It's these darn stray time rifts...

There was a sign posted on one of the stalls in the bathroom at work: “Temporally Out of Order.”

After a grueling 3-day weekend moving into Diana’s place, I’m ready to chill for a bit. Too bad I have to organize a garage sale for this weekend. :P Hope y’all will understand if turnaround on communications takes a while.

Unusual traffic spotted recently...

Seen by me: -A trailer carrying four dozen 6’ x 5’ x 3” sandstone slabs, presumably for use in decorative walls. -A trailer carrying an Army helicopter chassis, with the blades, nose, and tail removed and a bright orange sticker of a face with a sly, sharp-toothed smile on the front.

Seen by Diana: -A black van escorted by six men riding black motorcycles, dressed all in black, with black helmets, all bearing the American Express ExpressPay logo.

The one nice thing about all-day meetings...

…is that you get to watch a room full of people you once found imposing slowly lose their composure over the course of 9 hours.

At least we’re getting a lot done. My company introduced this big fancy project planning procedure, but now it seems like we’re using fast-track methods like this on every project to get around it. :P

I got turned down for the Web Developer spot. :( I was planning to turn them down, but it’s still a bruise to the ego.

Oh, well, I wouldn’t have hired me either. :P I’m not exactly fluent in the technologies they’re after. And the department manager left open the possibility of applying again in the future, so I must have at least been a front runner.