What can I say? I'm enjoying these...
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
To review:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool...
Opening Credits: Just the Way You Are ~ Billy Joel. That's...I don't know where this is going...
Waking Up: Ice Ice Baby ~ Vanilla Ice. Seriously. I suspect my life is about to turn into a farce...
First Day At School: Melanie ~ Guster. Now that's an interesting choice that almost no one knows. Ehren, Lei? Thoughts? V. mellow, chill.
Falling In Love: Two-seater ~ Bowling for Soup. More accurate than most would think. A bit depressing though.
Fight Song: Sloop John B ~ Me First and the Gimme Gimmes. Punk rock version of a trippy Beach Boys song. Yeah...trippy
Breaking Up: Ever the Same ~ Rob Thomas. Appropriate no doubt.
Prom (Perhaps Grad Walk?): American Pie ~ The King's Singers. That's just depressing.
Life Is Good: Lily Dreams On ~ Cotton Mather from the Veronica Mars Soundtrack. Either uber depressing or...stoned-mellow.
Mental Breakdown: Girl Next Door ~ Saving Jane. Damn straight.
Driving: St. Elmo's Fire ~ John Parr. My life is frakking 80's Brat Pack movie clearly.
Flashback: May the Living Be Dead ~ Flogging Molly. You have to hear this song to understand the pure humour.
Getting Back Together: Son of a Preacher Man ~ Dusty Springfield. Ok I cheated a little - the first thinkg that came up was the Neil Gaiman short story "Cinnamon." Which is definately not a song, so I though it ought not to count.
Wedding: Mr. Wendall ~ Arrested Development. WTF?
Birth of A Child: True ~ Ryan Cabrerra. That at least makes sort of sense.
Final Battle: It's All About Soul ~ Billy Joel. Makes sense I suppose. If I'm fighting the devil...
Death Scene: You Don't Love me Anymore ~ Weird Al Yankovic. Jesus Christ. You're kidding me...
Funeral Song: Behind the Smile ~ Matthew Sweet. Sure. Why the hell not.
End Credits: Find your way Back ~ Michelle Branch. I kinda like that one.
2nd try: Benjamin Calypso ~ Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat Soundtrack. Yeah, no.
Thank Roommate for this one.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Because the last post was all content
I thought I would amuse you all with quizzes and survey's galore...
Survey #1:
1) What side of the heart do you draw first?: Left. Southpaws of the world, unite!
2) Can you dive without plugging your nose?: I can jump into water without plugging my nose. I don't think I know how to dive.
3) What color is your razor?: Purple...Quattro for women.
4) What is your blood-type?: A+
5) Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?: Boyfriend I suppose. But really, I'm with me and that's enough.
6) What is a rumor someone has spread about you?: That I know of? Not something ridiculous about hoarding books needed for a project since high school. Since then, god only knows.
7) How do you feel about carrots?: I'm with roomie - baby and definately raw. Cooked carrots = gross. I will suffer them to be lightly stir fried however.
8) How many chairs at the dining room table?: Kitchen/Dining-4
9) which one of the spice girls is the best?: Sporty or Ginger
10) Do you know what time it is?: 8:43 says the computer clock
11) Do you know all the words to the Fresh Prince Theme Song?: In West Philidelphia, born & raised, on a playground is where I spent most of my days, chilling out maxing relaxing all cool playing some b-ball outside of the school when a couple of boys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neigborhood... So yes. But not the extended version I don't think.
12) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?: Depends who I was with & what I had with me. Just me I'd knit (assuming I had it with me), friends I'd knit and chat, boyfriend and...wait isn't this a g-rated blog?
13) What's your favorite kind of gum?: Winterfresh
14) T or F: All's fair in love and war: It shouldn't be but it seems to be a free for all.
15) Do you have a crush on anyone?: Not a crush.
16) Do you know how to use some words correctly, but not know the meaning?: I don't think I understand the meaning of this question.
17) Do you like to sleep?: Hell yeah what kind of question is that?!
18) Do you know which US states don't use Daylight Savings Time?: Not all of them no.
19) Do you know the words to the song Total Eclipse of the Heart?: With music 100%, without, probably about 85%
20) Do you want a bright yellow '06 mustang?: *gags*
21) What's something you've always wanted?: My own condo/house. And a kitchenaid mixer.
22) Do you have hairy legs?: If I don't shave, yes.
23) What does "Semper Fidelis" stand for?: Always Faithful
24) Would you rather swim in the ocean or a lake?: Neither actually. But out of the two, a lake.
25) Do you wear a lot of black?: Depends. Does my hair count?
26) Describe your hair?: Medium length super dark brown (looks black in artifical light) with gold and red low-lights. Those are natural. And some grey hairs. Which are also natural.
27) Do you have Entomophobia?: I question that it's a phobia...but I don't like the things much.
28) Are you an adult?: Legally yes. Emotionally? Check back in 6 months.
29) Where is/are your best friend(s)?: Mostly in state.
30) Do you have a tan?: Define "tan"
31) Are you a television addict?: Yes. Yes I am.
32) Do you enjoy spending time with your mother?: That's a loaded question. Sometimes.
33) Are you a sugar freak?: No.
34) Do you like orange juice?: Irrelevant. It doesn't like me.
35) What sign are you?: Gemini. My other gemini friend (born the same year I was) says we are both flaky monkeys. Man has a point.
36) Where do you wish you were right now?: Disneyworld.
37) Have you kissed anyone in the past week?: Yes.
38) What are your plans for the weekend?: New Year's Party. Whee!
OKCupid! Test #1:
Survey #1:
1) What side of the heart do you draw first?: Left. Southpaws of the world, unite!
2) Can you dive without plugging your nose?: I can jump into water without plugging my nose. I don't think I know how to dive.
3) What color is your razor?: Purple...Quattro for women.
4) What is your blood-type?: A+
5) Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?: Boyfriend I suppose. But really, I'm with me and that's enough.
6) What is a rumor someone has spread about you?: That I know of? Not something ridiculous about hoarding books needed for a project since high school. Since then, god only knows.
7) How do you feel about carrots?: I'm with roomie - baby and definately raw. Cooked carrots = gross. I will suffer them to be lightly stir fried however.
8) How many chairs at the dining room table?: Kitchen/Dining-4
9) which one of the spice girls is the best?: Sporty or Ginger
10) Do you know what time it is?: 8:43 says the computer clock
11) Do you know all the words to the Fresh Prince Theme Song?: In West Philidelphia, born & raised, on a playground is where I spent most of my days, chilling out maxing relaxing all cool playing some b-ball outside of the school when a couple of boys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neigborhood... So yes. But not the extended version I don't think.
12) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?: Depends who I was with & what I had with me. Just me I'd knit (assuming I had it with me), friends I'd knit and chat, boyfriend and...wait isn't this a g-rated blog?
13) What's your favorite kind of gum?: Winterfresh
14) T or F: All's fair in love and war: It shouldn't be but it seems to be a free for all.
15) Do you have a crush on anyone?: Not a crush.
16) Do you know how to use some words correctly, but not know the meaning?: I don't think I understand the meaning of this question.
17) Do you like to sleep?: Hell yeah what kind of question is that?!
18) Do you know which US states don't use Daylight Savings Time?: Not all of them no.
19) Do you know the words to the song Total Eclipse of the Heart?: With music 100%, without, probably about 85%
20) Do you want a bright yellow '06 mustang?: *gags*
21) What's something you've always wanted?: My own condo/house. And a kitchenaid mixer.
22) Do you have hairy legs?: If I don't shave, yes.
23) What does "Semper Fidelis" stand for?: Always Faithful
24) Would you rather swim in the ocean or a lake?: Neither actually. But out of the two, a lake.
25) Do you wear a lot of black?: Depends. Does my hair count?
26) Describe your hair?: Medium length super dark brown (looks black in artifical light) with gold and red low-lights. Those are natural. And some grey hairs. Which are also natural.
27) Do you have Entomophobia?: I question that it's a phobia...but I don't like the things much.
28) Are you an adult?: Legally yes. Emotionally? Check back in 6 months.
29) Where is/are your best friend(s)?: Mostly in state.
30) Do you have a tan?: Define "tan"
31) Are you a television addict?: Yes. Yes I am.
32) Do you enjoy spending time with your mother?: That's a loaded question. Sometimes.
33) Are you a sugar freak?: No.
34) Do you like orange juice?: Irrelevant. It doesn't like me.
35) What sign are you?: Gemini. My other gemini friend (born the same year I was) says we are both flaky monkeys. Man has a point.
36) Where do you wish you were right now?: Disneyworld.
37) Have you kissed anyone in the past week?: Yes.
38) What are your plans for the weekend?: New Year's Party. Whee!
OKCupid! Test #1:
The Saint You are 26% Bootlicker, 27% Toe-Stepper, and 38% Obnoxious Anti-Snob! |
You exist in a near-Nirvana state of contentedness with the world. Maybe you're enlightened, maybe you're the Second Coming of Christ, maybe you're comatose. Whatever the reason, you're no snob. Well played. "I'm such a good person when I'm stoned." |
My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The Snobbery Test written by fnordite on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test |
Next by Michael Crichton
I just finished reading Crichton's Next. You can go ahead and click on the link above to get a synopsis of the book. I'm still digesting and trying to figure out what I think of it. Like many of his books, Crichton tackles a topic that has some controversey behind it. Here, he is looking at transgenics and the new wave of ethical concerns with emergent technology. It's a good concept for a book, and I was very excited to get my hands on a copy of the book.
The Good:
As always Crichton does a good job of blurring the lines between science and fiction. I have enough background to see where those lines are supposed to be, and was as always impressed with the research that the man has done. He is through. He brought up some excellent points, and I very much enjoy that this book, as most of his, has a solid bibliography at the end. I also like that he has included a section at the end of the book with his personal thoughts on the issues and problems that the book addresses. He did this in his last book State of Fear which deals with global warming. It is also an enjoyable read. He makes some awesome point sin that piece of his book, including the impracticality of banning some technologies - we just can not regulate things like that. It didn't work during prohibition and it won't work here.
He makes some excellent points on patenting genes, and how throughly frightening a prospect that can be. He emphasizes that universities, biotech start ups, etc. are in it to make money. And that lawyers can really fuck these things up.
(Incidentally, Crichton has a special place in hell reserved for lawyers - they are invariably blood-sucking bastards in his books. Is this a result of his background in medicine, or did he have a particularly bad experience? I mean he had one of them eaten by a dinosaur in Jurassic Park so...I'm not disagreeing with him, just curious.)
One particular plot line follows a trangenic chimp, and this particular story line is pretty awesome. It's interesting and cute, heart warming with just a hint of malice at parts.
Crichton does bring a lot of science down to a fundamentally understandable level. And that is definately a good thing. Especically for thouse without a basic understanding of the science, he makes the social issues much more accessible.
Overall he brings up many different issues that need to be brought up regarding the new world of science fact we live in. This is also a part of the bad, as we'll get to in just a moment...
The Bad:
Let's start with the obvious. Michael Crichton can not end a book to save his life. Seriously, his endings are almost always contrived at best, non-existant at worst. This book is no different, and I acutally think is one of his worst endings yet. Part of this is the result of having WAY too many plotlines going at once.
Just yesterday Roommate and I were discussing teaching the idea of A story/B story to her students. She was trying to get them to see you needed a B plot, but you didn't want too many. Crichton has something like half a dozen plotlines in this book, and as a result none of them are truly developed. This is a problem. Besides the fact that you don't truly get any satisfaction on any of the plots, he also jumps so fast from one to the other that your head is spinning...it's hard to keep track of what is going on.
A natural result of this plot jumping about is that many of the plots seem...contrived. There just because as opposed to having any real reason for being present. As I said before, they are also underdeveloped, which leaves the reader, or at least this reader, feeling that whatever happens to these people happens. Not really a big deal.
Overall:
I have to reccomend the book. Read it if you have an interest in trangenics. Read it if you feel like you don't know enough, or feel that you ought to know more. Don't expect this to turn into a movie. It's too fragmented for that. /Pay attention to Crichton's afterword, it's clear and conscise. His bibliography is annotated, so that's pretty awesome too.
If anyone does read it, please comment back to me. I'd like to talk to someone else and get their thoughts on the book.
The Good:
As always Crichton does a good job of blurring the lines between science and fiction. I have enough background to see where those lines are supposed to be, and was as always impressed with the research that the man has done. He is through. He brought up some excellent points, and I very much enjoy that this book, as most of his, has a solid bibliography at the end. I also like that he has included a section at the end of the book with his personal thoughts on the issues and problems that the book addresses. He did this in his last book State of Fear which deals with global warming. It is also an enjoyable read. He makes some awesome point sin that piece of his book, including the impracticality of banning some technologies - we just can not regulate things like that. It didn't work during prohibition and it won't work here.
He makes some excellent points on patenting genes, and how throughly frightening a prospect that can be. He emphasizes that universities, biotech start ups, etc. are in it to make money. And that lawyers can really fuck these things up.
(Incidentally, Crichton has a special place in hell reserved for lawyers - they are invariably blood-sucking bastards in his books. Is this a result of his background in medicine, or did he have a particularly bad experience? I mean he had one of them eaten by a dinosaur in Jurassic Park so...I'm not disagreeing with him, just curious.)
One particular plot line follows a trangenic chimp, and this particular story line is pretty awesome. It's interesting and cute, heart warming with just a hint of malice at parts.
Crichton does bring a lot of science down to a fundamentally understandable level. And that is definately a good thing. Especically for thouse without a basic understanding of the science, he makes the social issues much more accessible.
Overall he brings up many different issues that need to be brought up regarding the new world of science fact we live in. This is also a part of the bad, as we'll get to in just a moment...
The Bad:
Let's start with the obvious. Michael Crichton can not end a book to save his life. Seriously, his endings are almost always contrived at best, non-existant at worst. This book is no different, and I acutally think is one of his worst endings yet. Part of this is the result of having WAY too many plotlines going at once.
Just yesterday Roommate and I were discussing teaching the idea of A story/B story to her students. She was trying to get them to see you needed a B plot, but you didn't want too many. Crichton has something like half a dozen plotlines in this book, and as a result none of them are truly developed. This is a problem. Besides the fact that you don't truly get any satisfaction on any of the plots, he also jumps so fast from one to the other that your head is spinning...it's hard to keep track of what is going on.
A natural result of this plot jumping about is that many of the plots seem...contrived. There just because as opposed to having any real reason for being present. As I said before, they are also underdeveloped, which leaves the reader, or at least this reader, feeling that whatever happens to these people happens. Not really a big deal.
Overall:
I have to reccomend the book. Read it if you have an interest in trangenics. Read it if you feel like you don't know enough, or feel that you ought to know more. Don't expect this to turn into a movie. It's too fragmented for that. /Pay attention to Crichton's afterword, it's clear and conscise. His bibliography is annotated, so that's pretty awesome too.
If anyone does read it, please comment back to me. I'd like to talk to someone else and get their thoughts on the book.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Today I had fun
But I will post about that tomorrow. In the meantime enjoy this photograph, of my partner-in-crime...
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Quick Post followed by a survey of types
Ok life is ...oh hell things are happening and I don't fully understand but that's okay I suppose. I just...it's been...
Ok if you're interested ask me because things have been outta control lately. However, in the interim here's the survey.
1. Elaborate on your default icon.
Like for AIM? It's Calvin & Hobbes. Cause I like them. Sorry not interesting...
2. What's your current relationship status?
That's a little complicated at the moment. Maybe?
3. Ever have a near-death experience?
Unless we are going to count my almost falling and killing myself while cleaning the bathtub, the answer is now.
4. Name an obvious quality you have.
Oh...impatience much like karen. But the most obvious is short.
5. What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head right now?
Oddly nothing at the moment, though I am listening to "Finding A Good Man" by Danielle Peck. So that will prolly be stuck there soon.
6. Any celebrity you would marry?
Marry? No. I'm too cerebral and need to know one first. A couple that I'd like to get to know better though.
7. Who will cut and paste this first?
Leila I'd guess
8. Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?
Uh, no.
9. Do you wear a watch? What kind?
Yes, compulsively. It's silver-colored band with a blue face, I think it's Guess.
10. Do you have anything pierced?
Ears once each.
11. Do you have any tattoos?
No.
12. Do you like pain?
Hell no, what kind of question is that??
13. Do you like to shop?
Yes.
14. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
Some pens at staples.
15. What was the last thing you paid for with your credit/debit card?
Some contact stuff at Target.
16. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?
N-man.
17. What is on your desktop background?
Digital blasphemy background.
18. What is the background on your cell phone?
Some standard silky red thing.
19. Do you like redheads?
They are all a bit whacked in the head, but yes I generally do.
20. Do you know any twins?
Yes.
21. Do you have any weird relatives?
Doesn't everyone?
22. What was the last movie you watched?
"Howl's Moving Castle"
23. What was the last book you read?
Beginning to end, it was "The Masque of the Black Tulip"
Ok if you're interested ask me because things have been outta control lately. However, in the interim here's the survey.
1. Elaborate on your default icon.
Like for AIM? It's Calvin & Hobbes. Cause I like them. Sorry not interesting...
2. What's your current relationship status?
That's a little complicated at the moment. Maybe?
3. Ever have a near-death experience?
Unless we are going to count my almost falling and killing myself while cleaning the bathtub, the answer is now.
4. Name an obvious quality you have.
Oh...impatience much like karen. But the most obvious is short.
5. What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head right now?
Oddly nothing at the moment, though I am listening to "Finding A Good Man" by Danielle Peck. So that will prolly be stuck there soon.
6. Any celebrity you would marry?
Marry? No. I'm too cerebral and need to know one first. A couple that I'd like to get to know better though.
7. Who will cut and paste this first?
Leila I'd guess
8. Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?
Uh, no.
9. Do you wear a watch? What kind?
Yes, compulsively. It's silver-colored band with a blue face, I think it's Guess.
10. Do you have anything pierced?
Ears once each.
11. Do you have any tattoos?
No.
12. Do you like pain?
Hell no, what kind of question is that??
13. Do you like to shop?
Yes.
14. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
Some pens at staples.
15. What was the last thing you paid for with your credit/debit card?
Some contact stuff at Target.
16. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?
N-man.
17. What is on your desktop background?
Digital blasphemy background.
18. What is the background on your cell phone?
Some standard silky red thing.
19. Do you like redheads?
They are all a bit whacked in the head, but yes I generally do.
20. Do you know any twins?
Yes.
21. Do you have any weird relatives?
Doesn't everyone?
22. What was the last movie you watched?
"Howl's Moving Castle"
23. What was the last book you read?
Beginning to end, it was "The Masque of the Black Tulip"
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Oh I should have shut up
As I was typing the last entry, the thought crossed my mind, often, that I was just asking for the Universe to bitch slap me across the room. Because, a truth universally acknowledged, when you are happy and say it aloud something rather drastic must go wrong.
In this case my car started smoking. Not the engine, just the Electronic Climate Control Unit.
*sighs* Not even 24 hours after I posted. The problem has been taken care of, of course, thanks to K's lovely mechanic. But still.
That's all for now, I have laundry to finish and packing to accomplish.
In this case my car started smoking. Not the engine, just the Electronic Climate Control Unit.
*sighs* Not even 24 hours after I posted. The problem has been taken care of, of course, thanks to K's lovely mechanic. But still.
That's all for now, I have laundry to finish and packing to accomplish.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Oh the Lazy Summer Days
I love summer. Seriously. I didn't love it when I was in college. And I didn't love it when I was in high school...I liked it but didn't love it. Now? Now I love it. LOVE it.
Clearly things are going not so bad for me. I had a softball game this afternoon that went well (we won, go Psi Stars!) and had a good dinner with new friends etc. I am appropriately tired after that - think I'm gonna pull out my contacts and settle in with a good book.
The kitty is a bit traumatized after a very long 48 hours, filled with multiple car rides, dogs and a softball field (amusingly enough, those events were independent of each other) and details will be happily shared upon further request.
In other news, I need to write curriculum for 2 classes by the end of the summer...that's gonna be tough stuff man.
The roomie and I are enjoying summer. I just got new pajamas which are cute, and some books and a wallet and an adorable new swim suit. Really, it's been a good couple of weeks. And now I'm off to do some reading and curling up of my own.
Call me people - this may be one of the few times of the year that I am unencumbered and up for doing anything anytime!
Clearly things are going not so bad for me. I had a softball game this afternoon that went well (we won, go Psi Stars!) and had a good dinner with new friends etc. I am appropriately tired after that - think I'm gonna pull out my contacts and settle in with a good book.
The kitty is a bit traumatized after a very long 48 hours, filled with multiple car rides, dogs and a softball field (amusingly enough, those events were independent of each other) and details will be happily shared upon further request.
In other news, I need to write curriculum for 2 classes by the end of the summer...that's gonna be tough stuff man.
The roomie and I are enjoying summer. I just got new pajamas which are cute, and some books and a wallet and an adorable new swim suit. Really, it's been a good couple of weeks. And now I'm off to do some reading and curling up of my own.
Call me people - this may be one of the few times of the year that I am unencumbered and up for doing anything anytime!
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Lazy Sunday
You've Got Mail is on TV, and I am absolutely a spineless jellyfish on the couch. It is splendid. I am curled up and just beyond relaxed. After this, N and I are going to go throw a softball around. Or rather he's going to throw and catch it and I am going to attempt to do both, probably spending more time running around trying to find the damn thing, since I can neither catch nor throw. Why am I putting myself through this, you may ask?
Because I'm a freaking idiot that's why. Because I have agreed to play for a summer softball league at ye olde alma mater. Because I don't get enough humiliation at work. *sighs*
As I said in the last entry, if you are interested in watching my humiliation, let me know. I'll give you directions.
Lei and Ehren got me a gift certificate to L.L.bean for my birthday. Which is exciting because I can order these - in the pink/grey color. Cause they look coooool.
Of course, they are backordered until freaking AUGUST. :( I think I'll order them anyway, because I really do like the look of that color, and then just suck it up and use the sucky pair of sunglasses I have. What's sad is that that by the time I get them...I'll be BACK in school. Grr argh. My only hope is that Lei had the same 3 month backorder for her puffy coat...and she actually got it within weeks. So here's hoping that they are grossly overestimating the wait time. Cause I want the sunglasses darnit!
Party last night was fun...the weather is beautiful, and I can not wait for school to be out...not long now. 3 weeks, but only 2 weeks until finals. I love finals. I can't believe I'm saying that...but I really really love finals week. So much less for me to do!
So now I'm off to enjoy this beautiful day, hit up the cell for any major inquiries.
Because I'm a freaking idiot that's why. Because I have agreed to play for a summer softball league at ye olde alma mater. Because I don't get enough humiliation at work. *sighs*
As I said in the last entry, if you are interested in watching my humiliation, let me know. I'll give you directions.
Lei and Ehren got me a gift certificate to L.L.bean for my birthday. Which is exciting because I can order these - in the pink/grey color. Cause they look coooool.
Of course, they are backordered until freaking AUGUST. :( I think I'll order them anyway, because I really do like the look of that color, and then just suck it up and use the sucky pair of sunglasses I have. What's sad is that that by the time I get them...I'll be BACK in school. Grr argh. My only hope is that Lei had the same 3 month backorder for her puffy coat...and she actually got it within weeks. So here's hoping that they are grossly overestimating the wait time. Cause I want the sunglasses darnit!
Party last night was fun...the weather is beautiful, and I can not wait for school to be out...not long now. 3 weeks, but only 2 weeks until finals. I love finals. I can't believe I'm saying that...but I really really love finals week. So much less for me to do!
So now I'm off to enjoy this beautiful day, hit up the cell for any major inquiries.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
So This is What 26 Feels Like
It's interesting. 3 full days of it, and I have to say 26 appears to be doing better than 25 did, at least at first. We'll see how things go.
I have to say it must be Murphy's Law or something, but the minute things go well in my life...people around me start getting depressed. I finally manage to pull myself out of a funk, and everyone else's life goes to pot. At least when I'm miserable people around me have lives that are going peachy keen. Which just makes me feel guilty for attaining a certain amount of "life doesn't suck-iness."
It's not just one person, though clearly I'm most worried about 2 people. Still, I think I'm getting to a place where I can accept that I have a right to be generally happy. Plus, as the roomie says, I'm acting less like a spinster-cat lady and more like a young woman in my mid-20's ready to party it up. Whoop.
Birthday party (sort of ) this weekend. I actually feel like this joint venture has spun out of control - I was totally up for it when it was the celebration of 2 birthdays, but it's lost that and that's a little sad. Because yes I am selfish and like to have most of the attention on my birthday, damnit! I know one is supposed to outgrow that sort of thing, but I haven't. Oh well, I'm not too too sad about that fact. I'm looking forward to the party...sorta. I just feel a little like it's gonna be a totally overwhelming experience...I'd rather go dancing with my nearest and dearest. Oh well. In for a penny, in for a pound.
I am currently the new owner of Veronica Mars Season 1 and Stargate Season 1. Because when someone wants to get me a birthday present, they im my roommate. Who again rocks on multiple levels and really doesn't realize how freaking awesome she is. Hell she puts up with me and hasn't attempted murder yet - that's a hell of a feat.
I am liking 26 thus far. After a certain physical discomfort passes, I am actually looking forward to heading back out to the gym and getting back into the shape I was in around November. I looked, but more importantly FELT awesome. I want back there.
Also, I have 4 days to learn how to hit a softball. If you want details on why, please call me, otherwise, anyone in the vicinity of my darling alma mater on Wednesday at 5:30 let me know, cause I'll be making an all-fired fool of myself.
It aint gonna be pretty folks...
OK, me and my 26-year OLD self need to get some sleep. For this old woman needs to teach a bunch of young jerks in the am.
At least tomorrow is Friday, whoop!
I have to say it must be Murphy's Law or something, but the minute things go well in my life...people around me start getting depressed. I finally manage to pull myself out of a funk, and everyone else's life goes to pot. At least when I'm miserable people around me have lives that are going peachy keen. Which just makes me feel guilty for attaining a certain amount of "life doesn't suck-iness."
It's not just one person, though clearly I'm most worried about 2 people. Still, I think I'm getting to a place where I can accept that I have a right to be generally happy. Plus, as the roomie says, I'm acting less like a spinster-cat lady and more like a young woman in my mid-20's ready to party it up. Whoop.
Birthday party (sort of ) this weekend. I actually feel like this joint venture has spun out of control - I was totally up for it when it was the celebration of 2 birthdays, but it's lost that and that's a little sad. Because yes I am selfish and like to have most of the attention on my birthday, damnit! I know one is supposed to outgrow that sort of thing, but I haven't. Oh well, I'm not too too sad about that fact. I'm looking forward to the party...sorta. I just feel a little like it's gonna be a totally overwhelming experience...I'd rather go dancing with my nearest and dearest. Oh well. In for a penny, in for a pound.
I am currently the new owner of Veronica Mars Season 1 and Stargate Season 1. Because when someone wants to get me a birthday present, they im my roommate. Who again rocks on multiple levels and really doesn't realize how freaking awesome she is. Hell she puts up with me and hasn't attempted murder yet - that's a hell of a feat.
I am liking 26 thus far. After a certain physical discomfort passes, I am actually looking forward to heading back out to the gym and getting back into the shape I was in around November. I looked, but more importantly FELT awesome. I want back there.
Also, I have 4 days to learn how to hit a softball. If you want details on why, please call me, otherwise, anyone in the vicinity of my darling alma mater on Wednesday at 5:30 let me know, cause I'll be making an all-fired fool of myself.
It aint gonna be pretty folks...
OK, me and my 26-year OLD self need to get some sleep. For this old woman needs to teach a bunch of young jerks in the am.
At least tomorrow is Friday, whoop!
Sunday, May 07, 2006
I'm not dead...
but most of you knew that anyway. Cause, as Sam put it, we're both into actually living as opposed to reflecting on that fact. And it's not like I've got people outside of the area code who are checking up on me through the blog and no other way.
Still, as an update... :) Things are generally going well. And I don't want to work on my freakin' portfolio...but I have to have it done by Tuesday at the latest. Argh.
I want to read. Nap. Cuddle with my kitty. I do not want to be writing a prompt...though to be fair I only have 2 to write...
bah. humbug.
I should go do that now, but again, I am alive...
Still, as an update... :) Things are generally going well. And I don't want to work on my freakin' portfolio...but I have to have it done by Tuesday at the latest. Argh.
I want to read. Nap. Cuddle with my kitty. I do not want to be writing a prompt...though to be fair I only have 2 to write...
bah. humbug.
I should go do that now, but again, I am alive...
Sunday, April 09, 2006
A Survey Because K. Posted it
I know. It's been over a month. For awhile nothing was happening. And then a lot happened. And I went from having a lot of time and nothing to post...to having no time and a lot to post. Ain't that a kick in the pants...
Most of y'all know what's going on, so it doesn't make sense to recap all that. However, the roomie posted this groovy survey and I figure I can at least do that much. :)
2. Full name: Oh please. You all know it anyway. And all y'all still can't pronounce it...how is seeing it in print going to help?
3. What are you most afraid of?: Not doing the things I want to.
4. What is the most recent film you have seen in a theatre?: Ice Age: Meltdown And before that She's The Man
5. Have you ever seen a ghost?: Nope
6. Place of birth: Syracuse, NY
7. Favorite New food: I don't know. I had this tapas thing last night that was pretty tasty...
8. Ever been to Alaska: No
9. Ever been toilet papering rolling: bitch, please. Of course not. It would have tarnished my halo.
10. Loved someone so much it made you cry: rather.
11. Been in a car accident: no.
12. Croutons or bacon bits: Croutons
13. Favorite day of the week: Friday after 2:30 or Saturday
14. Favorite Restaurant: So many good restuarants...it depends on what mood I'm in. I like the Indian place near me though.
15. Favorite Flower: Jasmine...real jasmine. Rose are acceptable substitutes though.
16. Favorite sport to watch: Live...my students' baseball games.
17. Favorite Drink: Alcoholic, vanilla stoli and diet coke. Non alcoholic? mmmm smoothies!
18. Favorite ice cream: This is an unfair question. I like almost anything.
19. Disney or Warner Brothers: For TV? WB. For theme parks? Disney.
20. Favorite fast food restaurant: I refuse to answer this question.
21. What color is your bedroom carpet?: Invisible. Under the invisible carpet is some really nice hardwood flooring though.
22 How many times you failed your driver's test?: Once. I'm not excusing it, but the guy administering the test was a real ass though.
23. Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail: that I checked? Borders. There's another one there from circuit city that will be deleted as spam.
24. What do you do most often when you are bored?: TV, dvds, Read, nap.
25. Bedtime: Usually 10-11:30 on weeknights.
26. Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest?: First person to comment? Let's see...K probably.
27.Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to respond?: I bet Ehren doesn't read it for months.
28. Who is the person that you are most curious to see their responses?: These are pretty vanilla questions. I think I know the answers for most people...it'd be more fun to fill them out FOR other people and see how they respond.
29. Favorite T.V. show: Veronica Mars and Grey's Anatomy. And Stargate: SG-1
30. Last person you went to dinner with: L, D, and N.
31. Ford or Chevy?: Um...Volvo?
32. What are you listening to right now?: Veronica Mars Soundtrack
33. What are your favorite colors?: Pink, Purple and Blue.
34. How many tattoos do you have?: Zip, zero, zilch.
35. How many pets do you have?: One cute kitty named Hob. But the roomie's cat Cleo by extension.
36. Which came first the chicken or the egg?: The evolutionarly ancester to the modern chicken would eventually have, through a series of adaptations eventually hatched a chick that would be most like the modern day chicken. So the egg.
37. What would you like to accomplish before you die?: I'd like to be a fabulous wife, mother, and a teacher that everyone looks up to. Figuratively since I'm not likely to grow...
38. How many people are you sending this e-mail to?: Whoever reads this damn thing.
Most of y'all know what's going on, so it doesn't make sense to recap all that. However, the roomie posted this groovy survey and I figure I can at least do that much. :)
1. What time is it?: 11:59 am
2. Full name: Oh please. You all know it anyway. And all y'all still can't pronounce it...how is seeing it in print going to help?
3. What are you most afraid of?: Not doing the things I want to.
4. What is the most recent film you have seen in a theatre?: Ice Age: Meltdown And before that She's The Man
5. Have you ever seen a ghost?: Nope
6. Place of birth: Syracuse, NY
7. Favorite New food: I don't know. I had this tapas thing last night that was pretty tasty...
8. Ever been to Alaska: No
9. Ever been toilet papering rolling: bitch, please. Of course not. It would have tarnished my halo.
10. Loved someone so much it made you cry: rather.
11. Been in a car accident: no.
12. Croutons or bacon bits: Croutons
13. Favorite day of the week: Friday after 2:30 or Saturday
14. Favorite Restaurant: So many good restuarants...it depends on what mood I'm in. I like the Indian place near me though.
15. Favorite Flower: Jasmine...real jasmine. Rose are acceptable substitutes though.
16. Favorite sport to watch: Live...my students' baseball games.
17. Favorite Drink: Alcoholic, vanilla stoli and diet coke. Non alcoholic? mmmm smoothies!
18. Favorite ice cream: This is an unfair question. I like almost anything.
19. Disney or Warner Brothers: For TV? WB. For theme parks? Disney.
20. Favorite fast food restaurant: I refuse to answer this question.
21. What color is your bedroom carpet?: Invisible. Under the invisible carpet is some really nice hardwood flooring though.
22 How many times you failed your driver's test?: Once. I'm not excusing it, but the guy administering the test was a real ass though.
23. Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail: that I checked? Borders. There's another one there from circuit city that will be deleted as spam.
24. What do you do most often when you are bored?: TV, dvds, Read, nap.
25. Bedtime: Usually 10-11:30 on weeknights.
26. Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest?: First person to comment? Let's see...K probably.
27.Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to respond?: I bet Ehren doesn't read it for months.
28. Who is the person that you are most curious to see their responses?: These are pretty vanilla questions. I think I know the answers for most people...it'd be more fun to fill them out FOR other people and see how they respond.
29. Favorite T.V. show: Veronica Mars and Grey's Anatomy. And Stargate: SG-1
30. Last person you went to dinner with: L, D, and N.
31. Ford or Chevy?: Um...Volvo?
32. What are you listening to right now?: Veronica Mars Soundtrack
33. What are your favorite colors?: Pink, Purple and Blue.
34. How many tattoos do you have?: Zip, zero, zilch.
35. How many pets do you have?: One cute kitty named Hob. But the roomie's cat Cleo by extension.
36. Which came first the chicken or the egg?: The evolutionarly ancester to the modern chicken would eventually have, through a series of adaptations eventually hatched a chick that would be most like the modern day chicken. So the egg.
37. What would you like to accomplish before you die?: I'd like to be a fabulous wife, mother, and a teacher that everyone looks up to. Figuratively since I'm not likely to grow...
38. How many people are you sending this e-mail to?: Whoever reads this damn thing.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Links so that I can close some tabs...
If you have not done this yet, please go now:
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Anathema523
Also, if you have seen Brokeback Mountain, oh hell, it doesn't matter, just go see this video, it's frakkin hilarious.
Lastly, just an amusing quiz (or two):
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Anathema523
Also, if you have seen Brokeback Mountain, oh hell, it doesn't matter, just go see this video, it's frakkin hilarious.
Lastly, just an amusing quiz (or two):
| The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick |
 You do things your own way - and it's made for colorful times. Your life hasn't turned out how anyone expected, thank goodness! Your best movie matches: Clerks, Garden State, Napoleon Dynamite |
If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?
| You Are a Coy Flirt! |
 You're not so much a flirt as the type of girl who draws flirts in While you look like you're just relaxing, secretly you've got your game on A little look here, a little wink there... you give men the encouragement they crave And in return, they flirt up a storm with you - while you just sit and smile |
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Stupid frakking....
My car is dead. A little background, it's been acting sporadically (oh look at me using a Clueless vocabulary word!) weird over the past few months...actually the past year really. It would just randomly act like it was stalling, when it could not possibly have been stalling...either my speed had been constant or I was stopped with the clutch fully depressed...
Stage set, early morning Friday.
Wake up with alarm. Hit snooze. Hear loud cat purring on next pillow. Turn over, get kitty kissed. Snuggle into covers.
Hit snooze. A couple times.
Realize that have to get up to go get donuty thank you treats for first period, get to school, photocopy exam and quizzes.
Get ready, go to car. Car doesn't start - engine turns but no dice. Try 3 times - finally get it working. Yay. Do not have to call Daddy.
Go to Dunkin Donuts. Stopped car. Go inside. Get dozen donuts, 4 pack muffins, box o'joe filled with Hot chocolate. Raise eyebrow at snippy clerk who says next time call ahead for big box of hot chocolate. Notice there is no posted sign rquesting such thing. Mentally roll eyes, go out to car. Start car. No problem. Stop at a red light, just prior to the highway.
Watch in horror as entire instrument panel lights up like frakking holiday display. No big deal, turn car off, turn car on again.
No dice.
Try again. Same results.
Put car in neutral. Turn off radio. Try again.
Nothing.
Put hazards on, think about what to do. Keep turning key.
Light turns green.
A$$ behind me can't figure out that hazards on means there might be a problem, honks instead of pulling to the right hand lane. Lower window and wave said a$$ to the other side. Think furiously trying not to freak out.
Keep trying, begin to accept that car will not start and am going to have to call dad. See car next to me trying to get my attention. Lower passenger window, explain that am calling father thank you nice man who looks kinda creepy smoking a cigarette so early.
Pick up phone, and call Daddy. Time check, 6:25 am, oh god I'm going to be late.
Have conversation with Dad, where I slowly freak out as he asks me questions that I can't answer. Dad threatens to hang up phone if I don't stop yelling. Yell that I am not yelling, calm down and try again to explain. Dad says he is coming to get me.
Call Lindsay, ask her to cover first period class. Look despairingly at the 12 donuts + 4 muffins and big box o' hot chocolate.
Call principal's secretary explaining what's going on, explain will be there before 2nd period, will call if it looks iffy.
Call roommate, wake her up on her day off, apologize, ask if needed she can drive me to school. Sleepily agrees.
Feel like crap for waking up roommate, knowing she will not be able to sleep again.
Wait for dad. Explain to the 2 people who ask, that yes I am ok, and I have called someone. No, I don't need a phone, thank you though.
Mom calls saying dad is on the way. Dad calls saying he is on the way.
Wait. Try to avoid looking at the clock.
Remind self it could be worse - could be colder, could be a BEST taping day, could not have set plans, might not have Lindsay, might not have roommate with day off.
Wait for dad.
See dad's car. As dad pulls into a nearby parking lot, watch cop car come around at the same time.
Despair.
Numbly go through motions - turn car while cop and dad push it towards parking lot. Give license and registration to cop. Get it back. Try to jump start car. Realize it is not a battery problem. Go through many other motions, call towing company, looking at clock realize am going to be very late.
Eventually mom comes to wait with car until tow shows up. Call roommate to come pick me up. Call other co-worker asking to photocopy quiz for 2nd period.
Roommate shows up.
Realize roommate is the most amazing person on frakking planet.
Get on highway call secretary to let her know am on my way. Roommate and I get to school, drag stuff upstairs, get in 10 min before 1st period ends.
Make it through rest of the day.
Mom calls about car at 8:50pm. Dealership knows not what's wrong. Realize this is very very bad thing.
But, at least it was Stargate Friday. So that made it less sucky.
So my Friday was saved...because of Stargate. And K. coming to get me at school and going to see Lauren and the baby.
Now, go to this website and tell me what you REALLY think of me:
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Anathema523
Stage set, early morning Friday.
Wake up with alarm. Hit snooze. Hear loud cat purring on next pillow. Turn over, get kitty kissed. Snuggle into covers.
Hit snooze. A couple times.
Realize that have to get up to go get donuty thank you treats for first period, get to school, photocopy exam and quizzes.
Get ready, go to car. Car doesn't start - engine turns but no dice. Try 3 times - finally get it working. Yay. Do not have to call Daddy.
Go to Dunkin Donuts. Stopped car. Go inside. Get dozen donuts, 4 pack muffins, box o'joe filled with Hot chocolate. Raise eyebrow at snippy clerk who says next time call ahead for big box of hot chocolate. Notice there is no posted sign rquesting such thing. Mentally roll eyes, go out to car. Start car. No problem. Stop at a red light, just prior to the highway.
Watch in horror as entire instrument panel lights up like frakking holiday display. No big deal, turn car off, turn car on again.
No dice.
Try again. Same results.
Put car in neutral. Turn off radio. Try again.
Nothing.
Put hazards on, think about what to do. Keep turning key.
Light turns green.
A$$ behind me can't figure out that hazards on means there might be a problem, honks instead of pulling to the right hand lane. Lower window and wave said a$$ to the other side. Think furiously trying not to freak out.
Keep trying, begin to accept that car will not start and am going to have to call dad. See car next to me trying to get my attention. Lower passenger window, explain that am calling father thank you nice man who looks kinda creepy smoking a cigarette so early.
Pick up phone, and call Daddy. Time check, 6:25 am, oh god I'm going to be late.
Have conversation with Dad, where I slowly freak out as he asks me questions that I can't answer. Dad threatens to hang up phone if I don't stop yelling. Yell that I am not yelling, calm down and try again to explain. Dad says he is coming to get me.
Call Lindsay, ask her to cover first period class. Look despairingly at the 12 donuts + 4 muffins and big box o' hot chocolate.
Call principal's secretary explaining what's going on, explain will be there before 2nd period, will call if it looks iffy.
Call roommate, wake her up on her day off, apologize, ask if needed she can drive me to school. Sleepily agrees.
Feel like crap for waking up roommate, knowing she will not be able to sleep again.
Wait for dad. Explain to the 2 people who ask, that yes I am ok, and I have called someone. No, I don't need a phone, thank you though.
Mom calls saying dad is on the way. Dad calls saying he is on the way.
Wait. Try to avoid looking at the clock.
Remind self it could be worse - could be colder, could be a BEST taping day, could not have set plans, might not have Lindsay, might not have roommate with day off.
Wait for dad.
See dad's car. As dad pulls into a nearby parking lot, watch cop car come around at the same time.
Despair.
Numbly go through motions - turn car while cop and dad push it towards parking lot. Give license and registration to cop. Get it back. Try to jump start car. Realize it is not a battery problem. Go through many other motions, call towing company, looking at clock realize am going to be very late.
Eventually mom comes to wait with car until tow shows up. Call roommate to come pick me up. Call other co-worker asking to photocopy quiz for 2nd period.
Roommate shows up.
Realize roommate is the most amazing person on frakking planet.
Get on highway call secretary to let her know am on my way. Roommate and I get to school, drag stuff upstairs, get in 10 min before 1st period ends.
Make it through rest of the day.
Mom calls about car at 8:50pm. Dealership knows not what's wrong. Realize this is very very bad thing.
But, at least it was Stargate Friday. So that made it less sucky.
So my Friday was saved...because of Stargate. And K. coming to get me at school and going to see Lauren and the baby.
Now, go to this website and tell me what you REALLY think of me:
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Anathema523
Sunday, February 05, 2006
Oh What A Night
It is not late December. For that matter it is not even '63. But sweet surrender, what a night!
Okay, done now.
The roomie and I decided that we needed to go dancing, so we recruited Ken to go with us. Having made the decision, we wandered off to the mall to go shopping, where I walked away with a wicked awesome new shirt, and some body lotion from Victoria's Secret. It's called Romantic Wish, the irony of which is definately not lost on me. At some point here we called Joe, who was unable to come out dancing, but ended up meeting us at said mall, while I was getting make-up from the MAC counter. Because it turns out, that while I do not often wear make-up, when I do getting the expenisive stuff actually makes a hell of a difference. As in it look fantastic.
Then it was off to target for make up brushes and what turned out to be work out shorts. Joe came and hung out for a while...and we called Ehren and conned him into coming out to the club with us. Amusingly enough, Joe was the one that pushed him over the edge into convincing him - which was beyond hilarious and revealed a very cool (and not entirely unexpected) side to Joe's personality. But that is a story for another time. Shortly thereafter, appropriately attired (ok, I'll admit it, I looked fabulous) we hit the town.
It. Was. Amazing.
The roomie, who has taken to telling people I'm no fun when I'm sober...okay what she means is that I'm more relaxed and my actual personality comes out more when drinking but still, realized that it's not a function of B.A.C. It's a function of comfort - I am insanely comfortable around Ehren, so I don't at all need to drink to relax and be myself. For whatever reason, he helps me feel relaxed enough that I can get my groove on even though I'm surrounded by tons of people. K. was thrilled to see me so chill and I got to dance to my heart's content. I'd been craving that since I chaperoned the dance at school last weekend - and was feeling very much that I wanted to dance. But I had to be a good chaperone and besides really who wants to see their teacher getting jiggy wit it?
Ok one kid did, the one who asked me to dance, but that's another longish story. Suffice it to say I pointed out that while, yes age is just a number, in this case it was a fairly important one as long as my number was above 20...and his wasn't.
Oh in other news, 14 year old asked me to be his valentine. I just looked at him, and the rest of the class turned to him and said "yo, that was mad creepy." I'm so happy when they police themselves. Really now.
Either way, the E-dawg needed to jet early, seeing as he has church and all, but K and ken and I hung out til close to 2am and then headed back here.
And now I'm super sleepy but just a little too wound up to actually sleep.
Still, mass amounts of fun were had by all, and we should do this again sometime. With more people. Right.
Me sleep now :)
Okay, done now.
The roomie and I decided that we needed to go dancing, so we recruited Ken to go with us. Having made the decision, we wandered off to the mall to go shopping, where I walked away with a wicked awesome new shirt, and some body lotion from Victoria's Secret. It's called Romantic Wish, the irony of which is definately not lost on me. At some point here we called Joe, who was unable to come out dancing, but ended up meeting us at said mall, while I was getting make-up from the MAC counter. Because it turns out, that while I do not often wear make-up, when I do getting the expenisive stuff actually makes a hell of a difference. As in it look fantastic.
Then it was off to target for make up brushes and what turned out to be work out shorts. Joe came and hung out for a while...and we called Ehren and conned him into coming out to the club with us. Amusingly enough, Joe was the one that pushed him over the edge into convincing him - which was beyond hilarious and revealed a very cool (and not entirely unexpected) side to Joe's personality. But that is a story for another time. Shortly thereafter, appropriately attired (ok, I'll admit it, I looked fabulous) we hit the town.
It. Was. Amazing.
The roomie, who has taken to telling people I'm no fun when I'm sober...okay what she means is that I'm more relaxed and my actual personality comes out more when drinking but still, realized that it's not a function of B.A.C. It's a function of comfort - I am insanely comfortable around Ehren, so I don't at all need to drink to relax and be myself. For whatever reason, he helps me feel relaxed enough that I can get my groove on even though I'm surrounded by tons of people. K. was thrilled to see me so chill and I got to dance to my heart's content. I'd been craving that since I chaperoned the dance at school last weekend - and was feeling very much that I wanted to dance. But I had to be a good chaperone and besides really who wants to see their teacher getting jiggy wit it?
Ok one kid did, the one who asked me to dance, but that's another longish story. Suffice it to say I pointed out that while, yes age is just a number, in this case it was a fairly important one as long as my number was above 20...and his wasn't.
Oh in other news, 14 year old asked me to be his valentine. I just looked at him, and the rest of the class turned to him and said "yo, that was mad creepy." I'm so happy when they police themselves. Really now.
Either way, the E-dawg needed to jet early, seeing as he has church and all, but K and ken and I hung out til close to 2am and then headed back here.
And now I'm super sleepy but just a little too wound up to actually sleep.
Still, mass amounts of fun were had by all, and we should do this again sometime. With more people. Right.
Me sleep now :)
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Flashback
It was a nice afternoon. Came home to find a letter/note/card from the lovable Leila, inviting me to be her maid of honor. Ali, Heather and I all got them, requesting our services as bridesmaids. It was a lovely card with other bits to it that I won't get into, but the basic point is it was a sweet and beautiful way to ask us to be involved. Go Leila!
Around the time I was marveling about the note, I get a call from *gasps* Ehren! Ok, besides the fact that I was thinking about his wedding, there is the fact that HE called ME. I love him, he's my best friend, but the boy just does not often pick up the phone.
And over the course of a nice conversation, he mentions that I've come up in an earlier conversation he had with Dr. Bagley. Regarding what you might ask? Well, my impeccable organizational skills. [Note. I say this with a bit of sarcasm. My room and the living room look like bombs have exploded in them. Not kidding. I guess I'm selectively organized then? End Note.] It seems that Ehren was discussing the V.C. needing an Exectutive Manager - essentially a non-singing member to look after the administrative minutae. He says to Dr. B - remember CDN? V.C. needs an Anathema.
Heh.
Dr. Bagley, who remembered this all, bless his heart as if he doesn't have enough on his plate, suggested Ehren talk to me about helping out. Ehren, laughing, said that he didn't think I'd want to go through that again.
He related this to me. There was a moment of silence, and then I interjected, well...actually...
Because yes I'd do that sort of thing again. As I told Ehren, next year has been designated "Anathema reclaims her life" year. BEST will be over and I'm re-entering the real world. :) I can't wait. I have all sorts of ideas of things I want to do - Adult Ed classes to take, lessons, it's gonna be fun.
Anyway. It was a nice afternoon.
I've made lemon squares. And chocolate chip cookies that failed the aesthetic test though they taste fine. I also have a container of chocolate chip cookie dough in the freezer. Between all the tasteing to figure out what was wrong, I am so sugared up and wired I don't know what to do. Too tired to grade papers, too wired to fall asleep. Maybe I should try anyway?
Yeah, that's the plan.
G'nite folks!
Around the time I was marveling about the note, I get a call from *gasps* Ehren! Ok, besides the fact that I was thinking about his wedding, there is the fact that HE called ME. I love him, he's my best friend, but the boy just does not often pick up the phone.
And over the course of a nice conversation, he mentions that I've come up in an earlier conversation he had with Dr. Bagley. Regarding what you might ask? Well, my impeccable organizational skills. [Note. I say this with a bit of sarcasm. My room and the living room look like bombs have exploded in them. Not kidding. I guess I'm selectively organized then? End Note.] It seems that Ehren was discussing the V.C. needing an Exectutive Manager - essentially a non-singing member to look after the administrative minutae. He says to Dr. B - remember CDN? V.C. needs an Anathema.
Heh.
Dr. Bagley, who remembered this all, bless his heart as if he doesn't have enough on his plate, suggested Ehren talk to me about helping out. Ehren, laughing, said that he didn't think I'd want to go through that again.
He related this to me. There was a moment of silence, and then I interjected, well...actually...
Because yes I'd do that sort of thing again. As I told Ehren, next year has been designated "Anathema reclaims her life" year. BEST will be over and I'm re-entering the real world. :) I can't wait. I have all sorts of ideas of things I want to do - Adult Ed classes to take, lessons, it's gonna be fun.
Anyway. It was a nice afternoon.
I've made lemon squares. And chocolate chip cookies that failed the aesthetic test though they taste fine. I also have a container of chocolate chip cookie dough in the freezer. Between all the tasteing to figure out what was wrong, I am so sugared up and wired I don't know what to do. Too tired to grade papers, too wired to fall asleep. Maybe I should try anyway?
Yeah, that's the plan.
G'nite folks!
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Avalanche
...though I suppose "flash flood" would be more appropriate. It's January and it's 50 degrees. I'm not quite sure what to do with that - not that I like the cold, I don't particularly love it...but this is a bloody tease. We all know what happens in this story - it warms up, teases us as we think briefly Spring is coming...and then it goes all White Witch Winter until mid-May. I'd rather get it all done quickly and be into Spring by early March. More Spring! and Fall! Two perfectly wonderful seasons that too often get shortchanged.
Ok, done now. :)
Of course the title hardly refers to the weather - no that would be far to mundane for me. Rather it refers to the bang that this year started with. Not even a week into the new year and I drop a friendship (technically two) like a hot potato(s). Or a disrespectful, deceitful one(s). Whichever. Surprisingly, I'm not mad or upset. And that's not sarcasm...I think I'm actually relieved if you can believe that. I had suspected the nature of the deceit for months - and having confirmation from said person really just backed up my belief in trusting my instincts. Women's intuition, which I suspect is nothing more than my subconscious picking up things my conscious mind doesn't. Given that women tend to notice more about the world around them in general, this makes sense. Either way - I was right. The two people in questions are, unquestionably, schmucks. Sad for them - not so much for me. Seriously why do people lie? What's the point? Sheesh.
I know women are supposed to be insane...but this particular one has usually proven herself to be reasonable. Oh well. I wish I could say that I'm sad about losing the friends...but I'm really not and I can not for the life of me figure out why. It's not denial...I know that much. Apathy? It's hardly shock. Maybe I just saw this as inevitable? Anytime I start psychoanalyzing myself...well I'd better stop before I convince myself of any number of silly things. :)
In other news...I chopped off about 4 inches of my hair. I love the new cut. I still double-take when I go past a mirror - I keep expecting it to be longer than it is. I've cut down on consumption of shampoo and condition by a significant amount too...which is kinda cool. The reasons for getting the cut are numberous - but was precipitated by a thoughtless comment by some students.
In other news my entire 6th period class will be failing the midterm next week.
I went in the next day, and the reaction ranged from "wait, is that you?" to "wow you look awesome." One student said it looked good...but she liked my long hair.
One student will definately be passing my midterm next week.
I'll put up a picture when I get a chance. For now I need to go get ready to have dinner with the family.
Later kids.
Ok, done now. :)
Of course the title hardly refers to the weather - no that would be far to mundane for me. Rather it refers to the bang that this year started with. Not even a week into the new year and I drop a friendship (technically two) like a hot potato(s). Or a disrespectful, deceitful one(s). Whichever. Surprisingly, I'm not mad or upset. And that's not sarcasm...I think I'm actually relieved if you can believe that. I had suspected the nature of the deceit for months - and having confirmation from said person really just backed up my belief in trusting my instincts. Women's intuition, which I suspect is nothing more than my subconscious picking up things my conscious mind doesn't. Given that women tend to notice more about the world around them in general, this makes sense. Either way - I was right. The two people in questions are, unquestionably, schmucks. Sad for them - not so much for me. Seriously why do people lie? What's the point? Sheesh.
I know women are supposed to be insane...but this particular one has usually proven herself to be reasonable. Oh well. I wish I could say that I'm sad about losing the friends...but I'm really not and I can not for the life of me figure out why. It's not denial...I know that much. Apathy? It's hardly shock. Maybe I just saw this as inevitable? Anytime I start psychoanalyzing myself...well I'd better stop before I convince myself of any number of silly things. :)
In other news...I chopped off about 4 inches of my hair. I love the new cut. I still double-take when I go past a mirror - I keep expecting it to be longer than it is. I've cut down on consumption of shampoo and condition by a significant amount too...which is kinda cool. The reasons for getting the cut are numberous - but was precipitated by a thoughtless comment by some students.
In other news my entire 6th period class will be failing the midterm next week.
I went in the next day, and the reaction ranged from "wait, is that you?" to "wow you look awesome." One student said it looked good...but she liked my long hair.
One student will definately be passing my midterm next week.
I'll put up a picture when I get a chance. For now I need to go get ready to have dinner with the family.
Later kids.
Monday, January 02, 2006
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Unintentional Photography
For loyal readers (all 4 of you, hi K, Ehren, Leila and sometimes Dan!) I totally did not intend for this to become a photoblog. It just sorta happened. Anyway. I figured I owed a real post since I had just been pasting so many pictures...which for the record was done because I wanted to show some photographs to non-blogger friends (Eric, Nick are you two reading this? Probably not. That's okay.)
So, a real post...here's one. The paper today included an article regarding the myspace phenomena - not just myspace really, but myspace, xanga, livejournal etc. I think myspace got more hype only because it's like a junior version of friendster. The point of the article is that kids are using this stuff with no real concept of how widespread the readership of those sites are. Really. I mean, think about it this way - I think most of us "adults" understand that whatever we put on a blog site can theoretically be read by anyone and everyone. As a result we are, to varying degrees, circumspect as to what we write here. I don't post my name or major identifying details. Why? Because I'm a paranoid maniac? Not really. I mean I try to avoid giving people my address because really there are some creepy people out there. But beyond that, I am in a profession working with the same teenagers who use sites like myspace...and they know how to google. Google my name and yes you get pictures of me. What don't I want them doing? Finding this site. They don't need to read this type of thing about me. Neither do my bosses. Let's be realistic here for a minute - K and I know someone in grad school who essentially was fired from student teaching (and asked to leave our program) because she called the principal of her school a "fucking moron" on her lj site.
And kids are doing the same. They are effective cyber-bullies, they write things which they really shouldn't write. They post enough identifying details so that pedophiles can find them - there has been at least one case of such a bastard tracking a teenage girl down and kidnapping, raping, and killing her.
How do we protect the kids without banning them from cyberspace? Parents today can do their best - but if parents don't understand the technology, and many of them don't, how can they effectively manage the risk?
I don't know what the answer is here - but I'd love if someone did/could fill the rest of us in. Or really even comment. That'd be cool too.
So, a real post...here's one. The paper today included an article regarding the myspace phenomena - not just myspace really, but myspace, xanga, livejournal etc. I think myspace got more hype only because it's like a junior version of friendster. The point of the article is that kids are using this stuff with no real concept of how widespread the readership of those sites are. Really. I mean, think about it this way - I think most of us "adults" understand that whatever we put on a blog site can theoretically be read by anyone and everyone. As a result we are, to varying degrees, circumspect as to what we write here. I don't post my name or major identifying details. Why? Because I'm a paranoid maniac? Not really. I mean I try to avoid giving people my address because really there are some creepy people out there. But beyond that, I am in a profession working with the same teenagers who use sites like myspace...and they know how to google. Google my name and yes you get pictures of me. What don't I want them doing? Finding this site. They don't need to read this type of thing about me. Neither do my bosses. Let's be realistic here for a minute - K and I know someone in grad school who essentially was fired from student teaching (and asked to leave our program) because she called the principal of her school a "fucking moron" on her lj site.
And kids are doing the same. They are effective cyber-bullies, they write things which they really shouldn't write. They post enough identifying details so that pedophiles can find them - there has been at least one case of such a bastard tracking a teenage girl down and kidnapping, raping, and killing her.
How do we protect the kids without banning them from cyberspace? Parents today can do their best - but if parents don't understand the technology, and many of them don't, how can they effectively manage the risk?
I don't know what the answer is here - but I'd love if someone did/could fill the rest of us in. Or really even comment. That'd be cool too.
The Following will be on My Wall
OK, so following in an idea that Ehren gave me, K. and I are puting together a 4X3 grid of 8X10 pictures on the wall in our living room. The following 12 pictures have been printed in 8X10 format (thank you Sam's club) and have been trimmed (thank you fiskars 12" paper trimmer from michael's) and framed in black frames (thank you Christmas Tree Shop).
We haven't decided what order to put the pictures in though we have a vague idea...the 3 shots of the cats and squirrel are going to form the corners, with the shots of Hob diagnolly opposite each other. And then the shot of us and Roderick close to the middle. other than that... we're still pondering. Comment with suggestions!
On Williams Street - I just really liked the house.
We haven't decided what order to put the pictures in though we have a vague idea...the 3 shots of the cats and squirrel are going to form the corners, with the shots of Hob diagnolly opposite each other. And then the shot of us and Roderick close to the middle. other than that... we're still pondering. Comment with suggestions!
On Williams Street - I just really liked the house.
