Curry Love

I love when Tom feels spontaneously generous/romantic/nice/awesome. He left a message on my phone telling me to come to his place at 6:30 and eat chicken. I was confused at first because he said "we are eating chicken" and I thought maybe people besides us were going to be there, but quickly caught on to the fact that he was making us a nice dinner. I am so dense sometimes. Anyway, I got to his house and it smelled like curry. Curry! Who would of thought the boy could make Indian food on the fly with no recipe or previous experience in the use of curry? I love being pleasantly surprised :)

Ugh

I hate this department so much. Everyone with affiliation to development treats me like I am not a person. I hope that these people get their comeuppance in some form or another. My only consolation is that the worst offenders have really shitty lives and are horrible people. They deserve it for being like that. They have dug their graves and are lying in them, but their ghosts have come to annoy me in my professional life. Whatever. They can see just how helpful and nice I actually was when sooner or later I am not sitting at the desk making their lives easier anymore. Hopefully sooner. I have never been surrounded by so much passive-aggressive animosity in my life. It's so annoying.