Been working 55-60 hour week. Pretty interesting experience. I still journal! But just don’t type it out here anymore =(. Yay NBA playoffs!

Oh man..

Received an email today at 6pm asking for me to work an extra 10 hours for the remainder of the week. Well, assuming I want get out at a normal hour on Friday, that means I’ll need to work 8 or 9 hours extra tomorrow and Thursday… So glad I get paid overtime. Time to wake up at 5:15am!

Overtime

Received an email today saying that I’m expected to work overtime this week! Well, at least I get paid for working overtime… it was nice seeing the sun as I’ve gone home while it lasted ever since daylight savings time. Goodbye sun, goodbye world.

But in other news I think I’m beasting my work responsibilities hoho :D. We have standards in which we can measurably see how we’re doing. At least I think I’m beasting my work…

Excited for the weekend. Get to see my buddy jon. We’re going to rock it out.

Train Rides

Today I spoke with a random lady on the train ride. She was going to Rockridge (an area above Berkeley which is kind of rich-ish). Financial planner. Terry (Terri?). Commented on the book I was reading (Malcom Gladwell’s Blink). Enjoyable 30 mins of conversation about executive compensation (my job), financial planning (her job), and books we’ve read. Clearly in her 40’s or 50’s. I hope I didn’t sound like an idiot to her.

Makes me wonder if things like tonight are set up. I could’ve asked for her business card, and I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t have thought of me as a creep. Perhaps I should’ve too. But in the end I second guessed myself and left it to the 2nd random meeting, if ever, to create/maintain a relationship. Networking isn’t my thing. 

In other news I still can’t wait until I get a smart phone so that I can not only blog everyday (like I said I would earlier this year), but also keep up with the news and my readings. Lots of things happen everyday even though I spend most of my weekdays at work/on the train (tonight as an example). It’s unfortunately that I’ll soon forget about most of the things that have occurred even though I could have a chance retain them via blogging or writing. 

Until my dumb phone days are over, bits and pieces like these.