There really isn’t all that much more to say about Monday. On the way home from work I tried to print out some digital photographs but the machine wouldn’t read my USB stick. So I got out the work laptop and copied the pictures to another USB stick and still no dice. So I went to another photography store but had no luck there, either. I even borrowed a memory card and copied the pictures onto the card but that didn’t work either. I’m not sure what was going on. The picture was of the family when my aunt visited. You know, I’m getting to be more and more funny looking as time goes on. Oh, well.

So the woman at work has a new female friend that she met on craigslist. I ran into them by chance at lunch last week. I thought, “Boy, she looks like someone who worked at the shipping dock when I worked at Megacorp for a short time in 1999.” Turns out it’s the same person. I also think I saw her in 2000-ish at a Quiet Riot concert, and then more recently in the building I now work in. I confirmed most of that (except the Quiet Riot thing) with the woman at work. The woman at work joked that I’m a stalker. Man, if I were a stalker I’d be really a bad stalker. I ran into her four times in 1999 (for work), once in 2000, and twice this year. Oh, and my ex-girlfriends can probably tell you, you’d get no threatening phone calls from me. Mostly boring ones, and once in a while some begging. I won’t go into detail there but you get the idea.