Friday, November 04, 2005
Mmm... doughnut
It's Friday. The guys in the office are playing pranks on the boss, and everyone has the semi-glazed Homer Simpson look on their face.
I had a productive morning, only to diggress into grunt work and then potluck lunch time goodness (and it was awesome). I can't complain though. Things are rolling, and I'm feeling purposeful of late. So I am just happily sucking on my dum-dum, contemplating how to stitch up my report on condoms and lubricants. Ahhh... life couldn't be better (well, it probably could. But it's the Homer Simpson train of thought that's interfering with any rational thought today).
Funny though. Whenever I talk to Drake, we always end up discussing how everyone is having adventures and we're like the guys from Office Space - perpetually bound by 2 week annual leaves, projects that need to get done (designed so that you can't really enjoy taking off for too long), and pondering how your puny little existence matters to the Big Man. And then we diggress about the days of when we were crazy trainees, living it up and tasting anything we could put our hands on - literally and figuratively. The craziest nights imaginable, and then showing up at work the next day, looking your worst for a VERY important meeting (haha - c'mon, it's happened to all of us, at least twice...). At least I'm not the only sucker who thinks this way. And hats off to full-time employees (no longer trainees), who still keep up the crazy nomadic/nightlife evangelism. You're the life of the party, and you're my hero.
Here's a question: why are doughnuts called 'doughnuts'? I mean, it's made out of dough, I give it that. But why the 'nut'? I don't get it...
I had a productive morning, only to diggress into grunt work and then potluck lunch time goodness (and it was awesome). I can't complain though. Things are rolling, and I'm feeling purposeful of late. So I am just happily sucking on my dum-dum, contemplating how to stitch up my report on condoms and lubricants. Ahhh... life couldn't be better (well, it probably could. But it's the Homer Simpson train of thought that's interfering with any rational thought today).
Funny though. Whenever I talk to Drake, we always end up discussing how everyone is having adventures and we're like the guys from Office Space - perpetually bound by 2 week annual leaves, projects that need to get done (designed so that you can't really enjoy taking off for too long), and pondering how your puny little existence matters to the Big Man. And then we diggress about the days of when we were crazy trainees, living it up and tasting anything we could put our hands on - literally and figuratively. The craziest nights imaginable, and then showing up at work the next day, looking your worst for a VERY important meeting (haha - c'mon, it's happened to all of us, at least twice...). At least I'm not the only sucker who thinks this way. And hats off to full-time employees (no longer trainees), who still keep up the crazy nomadic/nightlife evangelism. You're the life of the party, and you're my hero.
Here's a question: why are doughnuts called 'doughnuts'? I mean, it's made out of dough, I give it that. But why the 'nut'? I don't get it...
// posted by sakit @ 10:16 AM 
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be grateful for your annual 2 weeks vacation. If you are starting your own business, annual 3 days might be more like it.
I hang my head in shame, Dody. We are corporate slaves, yet we have attained a slight degree of freedom.
But I guess 'freedom' is in the eye of the beholder.
But I guess 'freedom' is in the eye of the beholder.
"The term doughnut is first attested to 1809, in Washington Irving's Knickerbocker's History of New York, but Irving is not referring to the toroidal confection that we know today. Instead, what he describes are small balls of fried dough, what we would today call doughnut holes...The nut comes from the size and shape of these balls, literally nuts made out of dough."
http://www.wordorigins.org/wordord.htm
Thanks for providing me with those few precious minutes of procrastination goodness, saki-doo! :-)
http://www.wordorigins.org/wordord.htm
Thanks for providing me with those few precious minutes of procrastination goodness, saki-doo! :-)
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: 4:52 PM
: 4:52 PM
"The craziest nights imaginable, and then showing up at work the next day, looking your worst for a VERY important meeting..."
Sounds like weekdays to me. :) Oh well, you can take the time off, even weekend trips do the job. We spent over 4 hours on the road to spend 4 hours in Hangzhou on Saturday. Heck, then there was this one guy I know, he went from Singapore to Brazil for a weekend and then back... crazy mofo.
Sounds like weekdays to me. :) Oh well, you can take the time off, even weekend trips do the job. We spent over 4 hours on the road to spend 4 hours in Hangzhou on Saturday. Heck, then there was this one guy I know, he went from Singapore to Brazil for a weekend and then back... crazy mofo.
You know what they call that? ... Love.
You might have figured that out when you were sandwiched between the two Finnish dwarves and the Maori tribesman.
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You might have figured that out when you were sandwiched between the two Finnish dwarves and the Maori tribesman.
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