My weekend? Sure, I'll tell you about my weekend. I went back to Taipei to enjoy the bad weather from the 9th floor instead of the 2nd. Without a vehicle, and with minor flooding in many places, one feels stranded and compelled to stay home... and sleep. I finally finished Les Miserables, and perhaps I'll drop a post about that in the coming days. So, because of the weather, I took a few short trips out of the house, walking to Sogo with LN who was in town from Vancouver, and going to breakfast, then lunch, with my cousin, BH, and TH. Then I left Taipei on Sunday afternoon to beat the rush and crowds returning to Hsinchu on Monday morning... little did I know it would be crowded on the Greyhound-like bus anyway. I had a conversation with a middle-aged man who immigrated to the United States 20 years ago, and was back for a temporary stationing in Hsinchu for work - it gave me a chance to preach my ideas on how he should force his children to speak and learn Chinese, because his youngest son always speaks to him in English. We had a crazy bus driver, who must have been flying down the highway at 110+ km/hr, and literally making sharp swerves on a wet pavement. It was a little frightening, but denying fear, I bit my lip. The older folks at the back of the bus were more open and they started yelling at the bus driver... one man came to the front and scolded him, telling him to stop driving recklessly and to slow down. The bus driver said he was swerving to avoid the potholes. After getting into Hsinchu, I noticed that the bus skipped my stop. So I got off a few stops later, and lined up to double back on the opposite side of the street. Then, the bus driver wouldn't let me on because I didn't have my ticket stub "stamped"... How am I supposed to know to get it stamped? It was their (company's) bus driver who didn't stamp it! Anyway, after a few minutes of confrontation with the driver and the rude b.tch of a ticket lady, they let me on without charging me. So I arrived home...

This week is full of quarterly group meetings. Ugh. Meetings aren't bad in themselves, but when you have nothing to contribute, you tend to get veerry veerry sleepy. Not to mention that I got in at 9:24am for a 9:00am meeting. Hehe, oops! But that's okay, no one seemed to care. We finished today's meetings at 6:40pm... now just 3 more days to go. Save me.