of work and screwed priorities

Been working late these past few days...happily, willingly, might I add :) Enjoying work a lot more as well. I hope I'm not getting ahead of myself by saying this but as of 15 Sep, there haven't been any antagonizing moments, at least not yet. The new team's pretty efficient although I wish I could contribute a little more, but for now, it's to absorb as much as possible, learn as quickly as I can, so as to become a more effective team member later on. Seriously speaking, the dislike for Mr. Anal is purely professional. He's a nice uncle-ish person. Really. But blame it on the conflicting work philosophies lor...

Did a little retail therapy last night. Funny, I have no qualms blowing a few hundred bucks on nice underwear and my S.H.I.T. program (bought Salomon blades last week too), but feel the pinch when it comes to travel insurance :P I know, it's a meagre $57 but it still hurts!

As my autopsy is being performed on my cold, lifeless body by a chubby and bald coroner with a limp ala C.S.I, I imagine he would think, "Nice undies. Too bad." Snip...snip...snip

My priorities are screwed. I know it :P