My New Dorm.

Somehow, my new place feels like a dorm. There are a lot of people in this house and a lot of things going on. We sometimes gather in the hallway to just randomly talk. It’s pretty amusing. College seemed so long ago, but honestly, it’s nice to be able to talk to your roomies.

On the job front, I think I’ve given myself about 3 more months to find a decent CS job. After that I’ll have to think about what other options are. Somehow I have to find something that’s more low pressure. Maybe I’ll have to think about leaving the Bay Area.

This is pretty much how we spent yesteday, inside with toys. Carla came over yesterday and had lunch with us. Brought a delicious coconut cream pie from a bakery in Rosendale. I’ve been eating it all day.

Just Back From State College, PA

I just came back from State College, PA after the ceremony. Ms. Sylvia Martin, Jeremy’s grand mom seemed to be a very popular lady in their retirement community about her music, love of books, etc. That was great. A lot of people spoke about that in the ceremony. Although, I have never met her personnel. But, she was a tough lady, I think. A labor organizer in the anti-communist-for-anything-and-everything era. After that, the Martins had a wonderful dinner together last night. I enjoyed it very much.

It was very tough to go out there during the snow storm. It was one of the toughest trip I have ever made. But, I arrived there in one piece without any scatches. From my place to there is about 130 miles. But, it took 4.5 hours to get there yesterday and 3 hours to get back today.

Grand uncle in Beijing just passed away due to heart attack. Uncle Joseph is organizing somethings together with aunt Margaret for the grandpa’s side of the family, us.

Mom was also back yesterday. Cannot wait to see her this coming Friday :). I am flying out.

Inevitable.

Well. It happened. Tonight, Frank invited me to go to church. I knew it was going to happen. When you live with 3 Christian people, it’s just a matter of time. I must say he did it in a pretty relaxed and – to me – non-confrontational way. We were actually talking about his church and the reasons he chose that particular one. (More on this later.) The Christians that would stop me in the middle of the Infinite corridor late at night were just plain rude. Don’t you understand that I might be going somewhere? That I possibly have something to do? Anyways, apparently this church has somewhat of a “meat market” reputation. To be fair, that’s not really the reason Frank chose it, but hey, if the women are cute, that might be motivation enough to go to church.