Whew, well - got back home pretty late today. It's 12:54 AM as I'm typing this. Let's start.
I woke up this morning, no grandma in sight. She must've been up too late watching TV last night. I brought a day-old "Cherry Pastry" from Panera to work for breakfast. I start to eat it and Horak starts talking to me about how he's reading my blog (I see you, Horak) and how I don't eat healthy. I take a bite into my Cherry Pastry, the excess cherry filling oozes out and drops onto the paper plate I'm holding. "Uh huh," I say. Horak starts talking about how he started eating healthy because of Mike as he starts prepping his yogurt and grain and protein-whatever-blah-blah healthy breakfast on the counter. I nod as I take another bite into my Cherry Pastry. It's not looking as yummy anymore. The filling is too sweet all of a sudden. I start purposely squeezing it out so that it sits on the edge of my plate - I ain't eating it anymore. This exchange continues until I have devoured the whole pastry sans filling.
I'll buy some fruits over the weekend.
Today Ryan came in and worked with us!! Apparently he reads my blog, too (I see you, Ryan). Horak's leaving tomorrow for Germany ( ｡：ﾟ(｡ﾉω＼｡)ﾟ･｡ ) and Ryan will be here until he gets back - as well as after he gets back.THE DESIGN TRIO IS HERE! WE ARE THE TRINITY! WE ARE THE POWER! JK, it's mostly just Ryan and Giles doing the hard work - I just draw dogs.
For lunch, I went out with Horak to Panera and FINALLY GOT MY GRILLED CHEESE!!! Oh, you beautiful food. Everyone laughed as I ate it. I'll be the last one laughing, you fools!! Horak got a salad (blech) off the '~*~*hidden menu*~*~'.
Here's a picture I took while I went on a Starbucks towards the end of the day:
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It was delicioso! Until Mike got an allergic reaction to the seafood!!!!!!!! At the end of the meal, Mike starts feeling hot and not-so-hot and we're all very scared (since he went to the hospital earlier that year for food-related things). Matt was going to watch Iron Man 3 with his cousin in about 10 minutes and we were originally all going to go with him, but y'know -- Mike, hospital, allergic reaction, no good.
We walk outside for some fresh air and then Mike's like "I need a bathroom." So Horak escorts him hurriedly back into the restaurant for bathroom time.
Matt: *still worried* "I need to meet my cousin, like, now. Is anybody coming with me? Anyone?"
(please note that all the dialogue on this blog is paraphrased. I can't remember what people say exactly!)
Faces turn towards Mike's back and back to Matt. I'm like "Uh er me!" and we start walking briskly down the streets of Chinatown until we're not in Chinatown anymore.
Matt: "He'll probably be fine in a bit. By the time the paramedics arrived last time, he was already feeling fine."
We get into the theater and I meet Matt's cousin Jordan and his friend that I can't remember the name of. She's a female.
Before the actual movie had even started, Ryan sends Matt a text: "We're taking him to the hospital." AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
It wasn't until 4/5 of the movie was done that we heard from Ryan again: "Just got out of the hospital."
And Horak: "Mike benched the doctor."
PHHHHEEEWWWWWWW!!!
I don't know what that means, but there was a video attached to Horak's text and I can't open it for some reason. I can only imagine Mike lifting the doctor like a dumbbell. The team uses so much Cool™ Lingo, I have a lot to learn.
After the movie (which was, ugh, fantastic even the 2nd time around), Jordan/Matt offered me a ride in Jordan's car. As we drove back to Brighton, which is very close to where Jordan and his friend live, Jordan talked a lot with me. I was pleasantly surprised that I wasn't ignored like in most stranger-driving-me-home situations. He offered me lots of advice about the surrounding area and also told me get a fake ID. And also,
Jordan: "Okay, so spill about Matt. What does he do? What kind of bad things can you tell me that I can tell our grandma? You're not his girlfriend are you? Does he have a girl?"
I honestly don't know too much about Matt, and the worst thing I could think of was the fact that he cheys. So I divulge this information (with SOME RELUCTANCE, I GUESS) and also the fact that he plays a shitton of different instruments. I think Matt's cool. I'm sorry Matt for blowing your cover if you had one.
Jordan shows me where he lives, right past the baseball field, and points out a bunch of "great bars". I'm not going to any bars anytime soon, so, there's that, but Jordan's friend offers to get me a fake ID. I just laugh. I laughed a lot. It's a nervous tick and I also think things are (really) funny when they're really just mediocre at best.
Anyways, we get to my house at about 12:40 AM and came home to the mom watching a Chinese soap opera downstairs. Ummm... It's kinda late, lady... Okay...
Oh also, it was nice to come home to the beautiful GQ cover with RDJ on my desk. Hi Mr. Downey Jr., sir. Yes, you are very attractive.
I woke up this morning, no grandma in sight. She must've been up too late watching TV last night. I brought a day-old "Cherry Pastry" from Panera to work for breakfast. I start to eat it and Horak starts talking to me about how he's reading my blog (I see you, Horak) and how I don't eat healthy. I take a bite into my Cherry Pastry, the excess cherry filling oozes out and drops onto the paper plate I'm holding. "Uh huh," I say. Horak starts talking about how he started eating healthy because of Mike as he starts prepping his yogurt and grain and protein-whatever-blah-blah healthy breakfast on the counter. I nod as I take another bite into my Cherry Pastry. It's not looking as yummy anymore. The filling is too sweet all of a sudden. I start purposely squeezing it out so that it sits on the edge of my plate - I ain't eating it anymore. This exchange continues until I have devoured the whole pastry sans filling.
I'll buy some fruits over the weekend.
Today Ryan came in and worked with us!! Apparently he reads my blog, too (I see you, Ryan). Horak's leaving tomorrow for Germany ( ｡：ﾟ(｡ﾉω＼｡)ﾟ･｡ ) and Ryan will be here until he gets back - as well as after he gets back.THE DESIGN TRIO IS HERE! WE ARE THE TRINITY! WE ARE THE POWER! JK, it's mostly just Ryan and Giles doing the hard work - I just draw dogs.
For lunch, I went out with Horak to Panera and FINALLY GOT MY GRILLED CHEESE!!! Oh, you beautiful food. Everyone laughed as I ate it. I'll be the last one laughing, you fools!! Horak got a salad (blech) off the '~*~*hidden menu*~*~'.
Here's a picture I took while I went on a Starbucks towards the end of the day:
Boston why twitter.com/lubibul/status…And here's a thing that happened today:
— Lulu Tang (@lubibul) May 15, 2013
.@alexschiff: "Lulu, what does ROI stand for?" @lubibul: "... Retail Octopus Integration."Anyways, we did our weekly team dinner tonight! Took a train to the humble Chinatown and ate at New Jumbo (a seafood restaurant).
— Fetchnotes (@fetchnotes) May 15, 2013
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It was delicioso! Until Mike got an allergic reaction to the seafood!!!!!!!! At the end of the meal, Mike starts feeling hot and not-so-hot and we're all very scared (since he went to the hospital earlier that year for food-related things). Matt was going to watch Iron Man 3 with his cousin in about 10 minutes and we were originally all going to go with him, but y'know -- Mike, hospital, allergic reaction, no good.
We walk outside for some fresh air and then Mike's like "I need a bathroom." So Horak escorts him hurriedly back into the restaurant for bathroom time.
Matt: *still worried* "I need to meet my cousin, like, now. Is anybody coming with me? Anyone?"
(please note that all the dialogue on this blog is paraphrased. I can't remember what people say exactly!)
Faces turn towards Mike's back and back to Matt. I'm like "Uh er me!" and we start walking briskly down the streets of Chinatown until we're not in Chinatown anymore.
Matt: "He'll probably be fine in a bit. By the time the paramedics arrived last time, he was already feeling fine."
We get into the theater and I meet Matt's cousin Jordan and his friend that I can't remember the name of. She's a female.
Before the actual movie had even started, Ryan sends Matt a text: "We're taking him to the hospital." AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
It wasn't until 4/5 of the movie was done that we heard from Ryan again: "Just got out of the hospital."
And Horak: "Mike benched the doctor."
PHHHHEEEWWWWWWW!!!
I don't know what that means, but there was a video attached to Horak's text and I can't open it for some reason. I can only imagine Mike lifting the doctor like a dumbbell. The team uses so much Cool™ Lingo, I have a lot to learn.
After the movie (which was, ugh, fantastic even the 2nd time around), Jordan/Matt offered me a ride in Jordan's car. As we drove back to Brighton, which is very close to where Jordan and his friend live, Jordan talked a lot with me. I was pleasantly surprised that I wasn't ignored like in most stranger-driving-me-home situations. He offered me lots of advice about the surrounding area and also told me get a fake ID. And also,
Jordan: "Okay, so spill about Matt. What does he do? What kind of bad things can you tell me that I can tell our grandma? You're not his girlfriend are you? Does he have a girl?"
I honestly don't know too much about Matt, and the worst thing I could think of was the fact that he cheys. So I divulge this information (with SOME RELUCTANCE, I GUESS) and also the fact that he plays a shitton of different instruments. I think Matt's cool. I'm sorry Matt for blowing your cover if you had one.
Jordan shows me where he lives, right past the baseball field, and points out a bunch of "great bars". I'm not going to any bars anytime soon, so, there's that, but Jordan's friend offers to get me a fake ID. I just laugh. I laughed a lot. It's a nervous tick and I also think things are (really) funny when they're really just mediocre at best.
Anyways, we get to my house at about 12:40 AM and came home to the mom watching a Chinese soap opera downstairs. Ummm... It's kinda late, lady... Okay...
Oh also, it was nice to come home to the beautiful GQ cover with RDJ on my desk. Hi Mr. Downey Jr., sir. Yes, you are very attractive.
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