Man, I’m pretty beat from a day of ping pong. Ok, shit, yeah, you caught me, not really ping pong just metaphoric.

Here’s some shit that made the day sweet —

– Surprise Thanksgiving bonus (I knew about the special brunch, but didn’t know about the envelopes handed out)
– Brunch and brunch food (which I extended to all day long by checking out the leftovers)
– Persimmons (yeah, man, still loves me the exotic fruit selection available at the office)
– Airline prices for Asia look like they may be dropping (better figure out our Chinese New Year plans soon)
– Life’s little bowl of irony, I’m becoming a weblog/website/Internet source at the new office (HAHAHA. M. said it best, “Don’t you wish you could just call up some people from your old job?”)
– No one else showed up for Mandarin class (much needed tutelage)
– The man o’ mine got a little further in his home-grown business

Here’s the shit that made the day, I guess, shit (or at least exhausting):