Thanksgiving

Well, its the eve of Thanksgiving. Its 5:45. I am sitting at my office writing this post. Which makes me wonder, why am I sitting at my office writing this post? To add injury, to this insult, I am coming in on Friday as well. See, Thursday is Thanksgiving. Saturday and Sunday are holidays (duh!). So, most people with a functioning brain take Friday off, and fly to the Bahamas. However, I took last Thursday and Friday off, on a trip to Vancouver to get my H1B Visa stamped. (Its one of those stupid semi-humiliating things you need to do to work in the US of A.) Given the fact that I have guilt issues, I have been unable to bring myself to taking this Friday off as well. I shall be coming into work, starting up emacs, and running crap through gdb, while the rest of the universe basks in the Bahamian sun. (If you didn't know what the first part meant, its just some technocrap.) Bah! Life is unfair!

To make things a little better, though not all that much, I shall be setting off to good old mid-western praire desert freezing cold and very windy dwelling place, Champaign-Urbana, in the Land of Lincoln, Illinois. This is like a fairly loser thing to do, but who am I to disagree.