Oh, the things I do...

There are these little things that I do... Sort of like having habits, but I think they're stranger than habits. A habit would be something like folding your shirt a certain way or always walking a certain path to class. But these things... aren't quite habits. I'll describe them, but maybe it's just me thinking I'm weirder than I actually am :)

I like to know what time it is, just to know. I might not have anything to do, but I really like knowing what time it is, even if I had just checked my clock 3 minutes before the last time I looked. I get a particular satisfaction upon seeing my birthday time, 8:16, specifically when I just look at my clock and, ah! there it is! So silly... Why is that comforting? Is it even weird?

I like to know what temperature it is and what it will be. In happy news, it's supposed to be 67 degrees on Tuesday! It bothers me that my iGoogle always predicts the temperature to be muuuuch higher than what weather.com says. Right now, they're both the same (*sigh of relief), but sometimes they're some 10 degrees off!!! How is that possible?? ... OK moving on from that... Knowing the temperature ahead of time also lets me plan for what I'd wear the next day. I don't particularly like rolling out of bed, brain all fuzzy from sleep and cows, and having to decide what to wear. It takes me a good 5 times longer to think about that in the morning. Plus, I tend to forget things if I have to worry about my outfit in addition to what to put in my bag for the day, what's for breakfast, and my agenda for the day.

Just two things (like I said, they're little), but I thought it'd be an interesting way to start out the post.

Got my first paycheck on Friday..... It may have been my first official paycheck... I've gotten paid for doing various jobs, etc, but not on a regular basis like this. It's a good feeling, I can see why people have jobs (hah).

This weekend, I got back from visiting family. Strange that I had last seen them just a week ago, but it definitely felt longer than that. Something about this Stanford bubble really isolates me. My brain seems to switch between work/friends time and family time so easily, so that I feel like I pick up where I left off whenever I return to one or the other.

To celebrate my grandfather's life, the Woods had a delicious steak dinner... If you've ever been to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse, you know what that's like. The steak arrives in front of you, sizzling on a platter, laying in a pool of melted butter. I had a marbled ribeye au poivre... mmmm. Literally one of the biggest pieces of meat ever set in front of me for me alone to conquer. It conquered me. Doggie bagged that one. Oh, and along with the meat, you get side dishes: sauteed mushrooms, creamed spinach, sweet potato casserole, potatoes au gratin... Stomach and heart explosion. Sigh... we're having steak in house for dinner, too. A bit much too much.

OK, enough of this... it's a Sunday, and it's work time!

Enjoy the day~

update: 8:57 pm, quote from Ryan: re: our lives...

Ryan: its like a beard [papa]

Ryan: overstuffed.

Ryan: but delicious