*Picture courtesy of G-Man

Yippeee in one week, G-Man will be coming home to be my driver again! It's been almost two weeks now and I'm coping rather well so far. Not that he's that insignificant in my life but all girls need a break sometimes, right?

Apart from staying occupied with loads and loads of stuff from work, I've been planning. Planning? YES, me planning. Planning for my next trip (of course!), planning what I should eat when I go back home, planning my camping trips for 2009, planning how I can save more money with all these plannings becoming reality, planning to check out the housing market, planning if I should still stay here in the US (what's new right?), loads of planning! I guess I am really getting old. Everything needs to have a plan! What has happened to the days of being spontaneous?

Yesterday on my way to my boss' home to feed her cats, I met a man. An older gentleman. Well he initiated a conversation when we were waiting for the bus to arrive. So I thought, yeah, why not, it's not like he's going to rob me or something. People are very judgmental you know, by his appearance, he's definitely not the right fit for the sex predator category. So he spoke to me on how he moved from DC to San Francisco and he's working as some kind of special agent for government (yea right). It was a nice casual chat and we exchanged numbers. Seriously, mister, do you think I would ever pick up your call? Are you going to use your special agent ability to track me down? Did you implant a GPS chip on me? Not sure what it is but in this age and day, we can't trust people anymore, especially here in the US. I've lived here, God knows, mabe 8-9 yrs now and I won't deny it that I'm becoming more individualistic. And another thing is, dude, I didn't even give you my right number! There you go. I hope you will find someone who actually picks up your call.

I heard a rumor. Rumor of my company. So with that said, I guess I don't have to explain any further on what kind of rumor I was referring to. With the economy keeps on going down the slump, there stands danger. My feelings about this? Honestly, it's a mix. I want it to happen. Crazy? Not sure but maybe I'm asking for an exit, a grand exit. Some of my friends have had success looking for a new opportunity. So I guess it's not really that gloomy. Oh well, we'll see.