Je suis en train d'ecriver sur mon blog...

This is, I think, the first time I've written on a weekend. I don't know. It's Saturday right now, and I'm currently in the process of writing this entry, while simultaneously watching Mao play Tetris thingamagig on the SNES and waiting for John to finish dinner (emphasis added). In case you are wondering, the title of this post means, "I am in the middle of writing on my blog." Yep.

So, the rundown: let's see, since last time, I have gone to work three days. Lately (well, since I started working) I've been going in mostly in the mornings, then getting to leave in the afternoon since there's not much for me to do. There are two possible explanations for this: one, I'm just lazy and don't want to take on other things, or two, I work much more efficiently than either of my employers had expected. I think it's really some combination of the two, about equally split both ways.

In any case, yesterday (a.k.a. Friday) I got out of work around noon. I had to give a presentation to one of the senior groups in Millbrae in the morning, which went well...the group seemed to enjoy it and they gave me free eclairs! They were so good. The pastries in France will really be the death of me when I get there. But let's deal with that later. Alright, so after work, came home, sat around for a few hours, then Mirrielees went to see Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest. I just had to type the whole title, for the effect of it. In any case, it was an interesting movie; entertaining, in any case. Good? Well, I can't really say. So much of it was just hilariously absurd that I ended up having a good time. Which, when you come down to it, is the point of seeing a movie, is it not? Too often I feel people go to the movies looking to learn something new or to gain some new insight through the movie, but when it comes down to it, movies are about entertainment. They're about escapism and whatever emotion you want to feel when you see a movie. Last night for me that emotion or experience or whatever was just to have a good time, and Pirates did that for me. So, yes, I enjoyed it. (Though, on a side note, I do love it when a movie has some deep and insightful message, even if I don't agree with that message or idea. Sometimes I feel like insight, sometimes I lean more towards escapism. Blah.)

So, dear friends, we now find ourselves on today. Today, I got up at like 10:30, then had to take my car in to Pep Boys because, well, I discovered, driving to AMC Mercado last night, that I only had one functional headlight! Fortunately, I wasn't pulled over. But, I did have to go through the ordeal of driving to San Jose to find the nearest Pep Boys and waiting "2" (it turned out to only take about 1, but John, Adrian & I had walked to Santana Row, so we didn't want to go back right away) hours for my car. In any case, got some new threads from Urban Outfitters (I feel they are fitting of the description threads) and am now, post-nap, sitting, typing this blog. Yep. It's been an exciting week, as you can tell. Just another episode in the extremely normal life of Reo. Alors, j'ai fini!