If this is the most exciting thing that’s happened to me all day, whatever happens tonight is either going to be really exciting, or really disgusting.
I haven’t updated in awhile so here’s a link to a screenshot of my work desktop.
Soooo…. Here’s a quick recap of the past few weeks: Quit Wellness Center, have a freakout, almost beg for my job back, decide to scrap that. Start working at the OGLBTC. On the 4th day of working for the OGLBTC, I get a job offer from Jenner and Block for a tech support position.
Being that I’m uninsured and would really like to make more money and have nice things like paid vacation and all that, I accepted the job (thanks Jim, if you ever read my blog, haha). So, I work my last day at the OGLBTC this Friday, and I start work at Jenner on MONDAY.
What a whirlwind. Even though I’m going to be starting the weekend after finishing this job, I think I will be a lot less stressed. Although now I need to go on a shopping spree for business casual clothes, since mostly what I own are t-shirts and jeans, but oh well. Things are going pretty great at this point, finally.
So, because Vic got a new job, I decided to take him out for steak. I scoured Metromix for a good steakhouse in the city, since I really didn’t know much about steakhouses. I chose Gibsons and made a reservation for 9PM on Thursday (which was yesterday).
I really don’t think I knew what I was getting myself into. I figured that the steaks would average about $25-30. Boy was I wrong. Most of the steaks just about started at $25. Vic looked at the menu, then looked at me, and said something along the lines of, “we shouldn’t be eating here.” But then, before we ordered, our waiter came and plunked a giant raw steak in front of Vic (they parade around their best cuts of meat and a giant lobster tail before you order). It was then I decided that perhaps the veal would be better another time, and today, we were getting the Chicago Cut, which seems to be their signature cut. Yes, we were ordering $37 hunks of meat.
Gibson’s has an $80 Porterhouse steak, and after seeing how giant our $37 steak was, I can only imagine the epic proportions of this behemoth. Vic has vowed to come back to “conquer” the porterhouse.
So, we got our soup/salad, Vic eating the salad because the soup was shrimp bisque, and he has, sadly, recently acquired an allergy to shrimp. Then came our dinner. We also ordered two sides, one a baked potato, and one a plate of sauteed spinach and broccoli. This baked potato was easily the size of 5 average potatoes. It was MASSIVE.
I ate a few of the vegetables and my steak, and I couldn’t even think of eating anything else, let alone half of that massive potato. Good lord.
But, fun times were had by all. Vic enjoyed his steak so much that he claimed he could “die happy,” and woke up in the middle of the night mumbling about steak. Earlier yesterday evening, I took Vic to Marshall Field’s and bought him a nice shirt and tie for his first day to work, so here’s the necessary shot of him looking all GQ:
The other night I had three separate dreams (in the same night!) about coding HTML.
All the free time I had earlier this summer is being paid for right now. It’s “crunch time” at UIC, and I’m working my bum off. I don’t even have time to surf at lunchtime!