I'm posting this entry mainly for my friend Marci who can't seem to remember that I'll be rocking my booty off this week at the festival whose babies I'd like to have. I realize that sentence went a little far, but I don't care. I'm psyched.
Austin City Limits is this weekend, and I will be there. Every day. Until my limbs can no longer move and my ears can no longer hear. I will probably be blowing weird things out of my nose for a week afterwards, if the last two years are any indication. Again, too far. Sorry.
Please go here if you are interested (or want to tell me which bands to see for you): ACL Festival.
I realize this was full entry was full of gloating. To make sure I don't seem like I'm totally self-centered, I'll give you this as well, courtesy of Cute Overload:
11 September 2006
08 September 2006
Work & Play
Today we were finally able to drop students that did not meet a requirement of a particular class. There were only 4 total spots freed out of 5 sections. 4 spots. Over this last week and a half, we've had more than 4 people come in and call wanting to know if there were open seats. Now we wait and see if those people have given up on their quests or if they will persevere after all. Wish them luck.
Walking into work yesterday morning, I passed a group of four men who looked a lot like contractors. As I approached, I heard one say "Excuse me for what I'm about to say, but those guys are assholes." I heard 'assholes' the moment I passed. There was a beat, then three other men said things like "That's what I've heard" and "Well, I'm sure you know what you're talking about." There's nothing extraordinary about this story, but I love (LOVE) that awkward moment after someone says something like "those guys are assholes" when everyone else is trying to figure out how they should react. Even when I'm in the same predicament and I feel incredibly nervous, I still get a rush. It's when the listeners of the group are actually communicating through ESP. "What should we say? Who should speak first? Is he just saying this out of spite or does he know what he's talking about?"
Yesterday afternoon I went to my old work building. It was odd, especially the difference in how I felt walking in there. I didn't feel like there was a chance of me tearing my hair out at the thought of stepping onto the elevator.
UT plays Ohio State tomorrow. I don't care who you are or where you graduated from, I think it's almost impossible to live in Austin and not care even the tiniest bit about football season when it rolls around. Even if all you are concerned with is the lack of parking or the influx of outsiders, you're still engaged in this mammoth thing most of us call heaven. I don't have any tickets to games, but I do have a TV and a few bars within walking distance. I'm still a Bearkat at heart, but I can't help but root for the hometown boys.
Walking into work yesterday morning, I passed a group of four men who looked a lot like contractors. As I approached, I heard one say "Excuse me for what I'm about to say, but those guys are assholes." I heard 'assholes' the moment I passed. There was a beat, then three other men said things like "That's what I've heard" and "Well, I'm sure you know what you're talking about." There's nothing extraordinary about this story, but I love (LOVE) that awkward moment after someone says something like "those guys are assholes" when everyone else is trying to figure out how they should react. Even when I'm in the same predicament and I feel incredibly nervous, I still get a rush. It's when the listeners of the group are actually communicating through ESP. "What should we say? Who should speak first? Is he just saying this out of spite or does he know what he's talking about?"
Yesterday afternoon I went to my old work building. It was odd, especially the difference in how I felt walking in there. I didn't feel like there was a chance of me tearing my hair out at the thought of stepping onto the elevator.
UT plays Ohio State tomorrow. I don't care who you are or where you graduated from, I think it's almost impossible to live in Austin and not care even the tiniest bit about football season when it rolls around. Even if all you are concerned with is the lack of parking or the influx of outsiders, you're still engaged in this mammoth thing most of us call heaven. I don't have any tickets to games, but I do have a TV and a few bars within walking distance. I'm still a Bearkat at heart, but I can't help but root for the hometown boys.
01 September 2006
Political Fridays
OoooK. I admit I'm not a political scientist major, and I truly am not the most informed person in the world. Most of the time I don't care very much about politics, but lately (with the high temperatures all over the world, the war that was 'won' but is still taking lives, the continued terrorist threats...) I've been thinking more and more about our government, it's reputation, and it's personal history.
Heading through my daily dose of blogs, I came across the following video on Blurbomat. The video was a reaction to this speech by Donald Rumsfeld.
Assuming you've skimmed the speech and watched the video: I looked up the term fascism just to better inform myself of it's true definition. I find that since it's more of an abstract description, it's hard to pin down the true meaning.
I looked at Wikipedia:
"Fascism is also typified by totalitarian attempts to impose state control over all aspects of life: political, social, cultural, and economic. The fascist state regulates and controls (as opposed to nationalizing) the means of production. Fascism exalts the nation, state, or race as superior to the individuals, institutions, or groups composing it. Fascism uses explicit populist rhetoric; calls for a heroic mass effort to restore past greatness; and demands loyalty to a single leader, often to the point of a cult of personality."
Dictionary.com:
"1.(sometimes initial capital letter) a governmental system led by a dictator having complete power, forcibly suppressing opposition and criticism, regimenting all industry, commerce, etc., and emphasizing an aggressive nationalism and often racism.
2.(sometimes initial capital letter) the philosophy, principles, or methods of fascism.
3.(initial capital letter) a fascist movement, esp. the one established by Mussolini in Italy 1922–43."
Remember.org:
"Fascists particularly loathed the social theories of the French Revolution and its slogan: "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity."
*** Liberty from oppressive government intervention in the daily lives of its citizens, from illicit searches and seizures, from enforced religious values, from intimidation and arrest for dissenters; and liberty to cast a vote in a system in which the majority ruled but the minority retained certain inalienable rights.
*** Equality in the sense of civic equality, egalitarianism, the notion that while people differ, they all should stand equal in the eyes of the law.
*** Fraternity in the sense of the brotherhood of mankind. That all women and men, the old and the young, the infirm and the healthy, the rich and the poor, share a spark of humanity that must be cherished on a level above that of the law, and that binds us all together in a manner that continuously re-affirms and celebrates life.
This is what fascism as an ideology was reacting against_and its support came primarily from desperate people anxious and angry over their perception that their social and economic position was sinking and frustrated with the constant risk of chaos, uncertainty and inefficiency implicit in a modern democracy based on these principles. Fascism is the antithesis of democracy. We fought a war against it not half a century ago; millions perished as victims of fascism and champions of liberty."
I know that's a lot to read; apologies. But taking from those three places (I'm at work, so I can't do a true library search), I've pretty much figured out what facism is. I guess the statement "fascism is the antithesis of democracy" speaks loudest.
I understand that our current administration believes that fascism is what we are fighting when we're fighting the 'War on Terror.' But I find it increasingly hard to believe that the current administration doesn't see that they themselves are giving off the aura of "forcibly suppressing opposition and criticism." God forbid a newspaper or magazine criticize the government's job; of course that means they (the newspaper) don't have the nation's best interest in mind. "Liberty from oppressive government intervention in the daily lives of its citizens, from illicit searches and seizures, from enforced religious values, from intimidation and arrest for dissenters." By all means, Government, please tap whatever you'd like, and make sure you keep those crazy homosexuals from marrying--they can't be serious anyway, since the Bible says it's wrong.
I have several people in my life who are conservatives, and that's great. An all liberal government can be just as harmful as a our current conservatively biased one. I think the answer is to get some moderates in power--at least they're used to hearing both sides of a story before making a decision. I know I'm not the first to say any of this, so I know you may feel like you've heard it all before. But since I usually keep my mouth shut about these things, I thought I could snag a little air time.
You can probably tell that I'm not politically minded, but is that such a bad thing? I only speak up every once in a while; I'm more concerned with whether or not my Astros or Cowboys are winning.
I decided to post all of this mainly because Keith Obermann's speech moved me--even when I had my 'work' face on.
I promise my next post will be more entertaining.
Heading through my daily dose of blogs, I came across the following video on Blurbomat. The video was a reaction to this speech by Donald Rumsfeld.
Assuming you've skimmed the speech and watched the video: I looked up the term fascism just to better inform myself of it's true definition. I find that since it's more of an abstract description, it's hard to pin down the true meaning.
I looked at Wikipedia:
"Fascism is also typified by totalitarian attempts to impose state control over all aspects of life: political, social, cultural, and economic. The fascist state regulates and controls (as opposed to nationalizing) the means of production. Fascism exalts the nation, state, or race as superior to the individuals, institutions, or groups composing it. Fascism uses explicit populist rhetoric; calls for a heroic mass effort to restore past greatness; and demands loyalty to a single leader, often to the point of a cult of personality."
Dictionary.com:
"1.(sometimes initial capital letter) a governmental system led by a dictator having complete power, forcibly suppressing opposition and criticism, regimenting all industry, commerce, etc., and emphasizing an aggressive nationalism and often racism.
2.(sometimes initial capital letter) the philosophy, principles, or methods of fascism.
3.(initial capital letter) a fascist movement, esp. the one established by Mussolini in Italy 1922–43."
Remember.org:
"Fascists particularly loathed the social theories of the French Revolution and its slogan: "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity."
*** Liberty from oppressive government intervention in the daily lives of its citizens, from illicit searches and seizures, from enforced religious values, from intimidation and arrest for dissenters; and liberty to cast a vote in a system in which the majority ruled but the minority retained certain inalienable rights.
*** Equality in the sense of civic equality, egalitarianism, the notion that while people differ, they all should stand equal in the eyes of the law.
*** Fraternity in the sense of the brotherhood of mankind. That all women and men, the old and the young, the infirm and the healthy, the rich and the poor, share a spark of humanity that must be cherished on a level above that of the law, and that binds us all together in a manner that continuously re-affirms and celebrates life.
This is what fascism as an ideology was reacting against_and its support came primarily from desperate people anxious and angry over their perception that their social and economic position was sinking and frustrated with the constant risk of chaos, uncertainty and inefficiency implicit in a modern democracy based on these principles. Fascism is the antithesis of democracy. We fought a war against it not half a century ago; millions perished as victims of fascism and champions of liberty."
I know that's a lot to read; apologies. But taking from those three places (I'm at work, so I can't do a true library search), I've pretty much figured out what facism is. I guess the statement "fascism is the antithesis of democracy" speaks loudest.
I understand that our current administration believes that fascism is what we are fighting when we're fighting the 'War on Terror.' But I find it increasingly hard to believe that the current administration doesn't see that they themselves are giving off the aura of "forcibly suppressing opposition and criticism." God forbid a newspaper or magazine criticize the government's job; of course that means they (the newspaper) don't have the nation's best interest in mind. "Liberty from oppressive government intervention in the daily lives of its citizens, from illicit searches and seizures, from enforced religious values, from intimidation and arrest for dissenters." By all means, Government, please tap whatever you'd like, and make sure you keep those crazy homosexuals from marrying--they can't be serious anyway, since the Bible says it's wrong.
I have several people in my life who are conservatives, and that's great. An all liberal government can be just as harmful as a our current conservatively biased one. I think the answer is to get some moderates in power--at least they're used to hearing both sides of a story before making a decision. I know I'm not the first to say any of this, so I know you may feel like you've heard it all before. But since I usually keep my mouth shut about these things, I thought I could snag a little air time.
You can probably tell that I'm not politically minded, but is that such a bad thing? I only speak up every once in a while; I'm more concerned with whether or not my Astros or Cowboys are winning.
I decided to post all of this mainly because Keith Obermann's speech moved me--even when I had my 'work' face on.
I promise my next post will be more entertaining.
29 August 2006
Hilarious
So I went to my very first Dallas Cowboys game this weekend, and I have some pictures, but for now I just want to send you here: Star Trek sings Knights of the Round Table.
I promise it's worth your while.
Oh what the heck, here's one picture from this weekend.
I promise it's worth your while.
Oh what the heck, here's one picture from this weekend.
22 August 2006
My city
I got this lucky shot tonight.
We walked to campus for some exercise, and decided to go to the capital too. Unfortunately I forgot my camera.
If you live in Austin, be sure you visit this city once in a while. Remember why you moved here (or have stayed here) in the first place. It's pretty amazing.
We walked to campus for some exercise, and decided to go to the capital too. Unfortunately I forgot my camera.
If you live in Austin, be sure you visit this city once in a while. Remember why you moved here (or have stayed here) in the first place. It's pretty amazing.
21 August 2006
16 August 2006
No Joke
This is a true story. I finished my lunch today and opened one of my drawers to put my extra napkins away. I discovered that I had some bite size chocolate treats left from the Office Depot thingy about a month ago(that's another story altogether), so I decided to eat them before they got too old. These treats consisted of a)tiny bite-sized Snickers, b)tiny bite-sized 3 Musketeers, and c)small Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate.
I kid you not, after eating those I am in a much better mood. I'm not depressed about my job; I'm seriously thinking of applying for some classes (something I've been putting off for a while); I'm excited about the prospect of cooler weather in a few months (tell me I'm crazy now). Chocolate is amazing.
Now let's just hope I don't want to kill someone when I inevitably come down from my small chocolate high.
I kid you not, after eating those I am in a much better mood. I'm not depressed about my job; I'm seriously thinking of applying for some classes (something I've been putting off for a while); I'm excited about the prospect of cooler weather in a few months (tell me I'm crazy now). Chocolate is amazing.
Now let's just hope I don't want to kill someone when I inevitably come down from my small chocolate high.
15 August 2006
NYT
I have a rant. Here it is:
I found this New York Times article through Gawker in which the author (Stuart Elliott) writes about his surprising discoveries when he traveled outside of New York: On the Road, an Ad Landscape That Is Increasingly Familiar
Call me...whatever you want to call me, but I couldn't stand it. I'm tired of being stereotyped by the New York media. We don't all ride horses or farm in the rest of the country. Goodness! This was the email that I wrote to the editor:
"NYT,
I realize that it's a slim chance this email will be read, and I also realize that it won't matter to many at the New York Times what some random Texan thinks about your articles. I am only writing this to make myself feel a little better; like I've at least tried to right some kind of wrong today.
Stuart Elliott's article, "On the Road, an Ad Landscape That is Increasingly Familiar," has to be the funniest thing I've read today. Is it really true that people in New York don't realize that the rest of the country is living with the same things they are? Yes, we drink overpriced coffee; yes, we pay too much for gas; yes, we actually have the amazing internet--not just in our homes (egads!), but also in our hotels. Motels, even. Is it any surprise that a national chain such as Starbucks or Cingular would make their services available to those of us in the middle of the country? Doesn't "national chain" mean that it will be in places other than New York?
Wait, maybe I should just feel sorry for you guys. Visiting New York, we were hard pressed to find Lone Star or Shiner, two of the best reasons to live in Texas. You don't have HEB or Central Market, great grocery stores with low prices and high quality. You have to have Blue Bell ice cream shipped to you, when we can just walk to the nearest convenience store to find pure ecstasy in gallon form.
I find that we as Americans in general tend to be naive and think we're incredibly special, and some New Yorkers (some, mind you) tend to live in a bubble. While I love Austin, I realize that others might not be able to stand the heat (100 degrees is a norm, guys) or might not find Alamo Drafthouse (voted Best Theater in America by Entertainment Weekly) that exciting. And while in my previous paragraph I listed things you don't have in NY, I certainly wouldn't be surprised to see a presence of any of those items in your stores or streets. Maybe that's because I realize there's a world outside of my city limits."
Is that too....ranty? I don't know. I read over it a few times and edited a lot, and I don't really care if it's published. I just wanted to make sure I did something about the way I was feeling as a result of that article.
Whew!
Rant, cease.
I found this New York Times article through Gawker in which the author (Stuart Elliott) writes about his surprising discoveries when he traveled outside of New York: On the Road, an Ad Landscape That Is Increasingly Familiar
Call me...whatever you want to call me, but I couldn't stand it. I'm tired of being stereotyped by the New York media. We don't all ride horses or farm in the rest of the country. Goodness! This was the email that I wrote to the editor:
"NYT,
I realize that it's a slim chance this email will be read, and I also realize that it won't matter to many at the New York Times what some random Texan thinks about your articles. I am only writing this to make myself feel a little better; like I've at least tried to right some kind of wrong today.
Stuart Elliott's article, "On the Road, an Ad Landscape That is Increasingly Familiar," has to be the funniest thing I've read today. Is it really true that people in New York don't realize that the rest of the country is living with the same things they are? Yes, we drink overpriced coffee; yes, we pay too much for gas; yes, we actually have the amazing internet--not just in our homes (egads!), but also in our hotels. Motels, even. Is it any surprise that a national chain such as Starbucks or Cingular would make their services available to those of us in the middle of the country? Doesn't "national chain" mean that it will be in places other than New York?
Wait, maybe I should just feel sorry for you guys. Visiting New York, we were hard pressed to find Lone Star or Shiner, two of the best reasons to live in Texas. You don't have HEB or Central Market, great grocery stores with low prices and high quality. You have to have Blue Bell ice cream shipped to you, when we can just walk to the nearest convenience store to find pure ecstasy in gallon form.
I find that we as Americans in general tend to be naive and think we're incredibly special, and some New Yorkers (some, mind you) tend to live in a bubble. While I love Austin, I realize that others might not be able to stand the heat (100 degrees is a norm, guys) or might not find Alamo Drafthouse (voted Best Theater in America by Entertainment Weekly) that exciting. And while in my previous paragraph I listed things you don't have in NY, I certainly wouldn't be surprised to see a presence of any of those items in your stores or streets. Maybe that's because I realize there's a world outside of my city limits."
Is that too....ranty? I don't know. I read over it a few times and edited a lot, and I don't really care if it's published. I just wanted to make sure I did something about the way I was feeling as a result of that article.
Whew!
Rant, cease.
14 August 2006
Useless Information
My friend Marci has forced me to do this. Not against my will, mind you, but still...
Four jobs I have had in my life:
1. Convenience store (Citgo)
2. Blinn Junior College Theater student worker
3. Tour Guide, SHSU
4. Administrative Assistant, UT
Four Movies I would watch over and over.
1. The Princess Bride
2. Shakespeare in Love
3. Spaceballs
4. Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade
Four Places I have lived
1. Burton, TX
2. Huntsville, TX
3. North Austin, TX
4. Central Austin, TX
Four TV shows I love to watch
1. House
2. Gilmore Girls
3. Project Runway
4. Right now, Sports Night
Four places I’ve been on vacation
1. Germany
2. Cozumel
3. California
4. London
Web sites I visit daily
1. Page 2
2. Dooce
3. Email sites
4. Myspace (hangs head in shame)
Four of my favorite foods
1. Chocolate anything
2. Lime & Black Pepper chips
3. Tuna sandwiches
4. Trudy's queso
Four places I’d rather be right now
1. Bed
2. Beach
3. London
4. Somewhere where I make more money
Four friends I think will respond
1. Casey?
2. Rebecca?
3. Random reader?
4. Stalker?
Have at it, kids!
Four jobs I have had in my life:
1. Convenience store (Citgo)
2. Blinn Junior College Theater student worker
3. Tour Guide, SHSU
4. Administrative Assistant, UT
Four Movies I would watch over and over.
1. The Princess Bride
2. Shakespeare in Love
3. Spaceballs
4. Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade
Four Places I have lived
1. Burton, TX
2. Huntsville, TX
3. North Austin, TX
4. Central Austin, TX
Four TV shows I love to watch
1. House
2. Gilmore Girls
3. Project Runway
4. Right now, Sports Night
Four places I’ve been on vacation
1. Germany
2. Cozumel
3. California
4. London
Web sites I visit daily
1. Page 2
2. Dooce
3. Email sites
4. Myspace (hangs head in shame)
Four of my favorite foods
1. Chocolate anything
2. Lime & Black Pepper chips
3. Tuna sandwiches
4. Trudy's queso
Four places I’d rather be right now
1. Bed
2. Beach
3. London
4. Somewhere where I make more money
Four friends I think will respond
1. Casey?
2. Rebecca?
3. Random reader?
4. Stalker?
Have at it, kids!
11 August 2006
Adorably sweet
If you are allergic to cuteness, I don't think we can be friends.
Or we can, but you'll have to watch videos like this with me when we hang out, so get used to it.
Sports Night
If you love (or even like) sports and/or TV, you owe it to yourself to watch this show. I saw it for a while when it was new on ABC, and then I religiously watched the reruns on Comedy Central at midnight. Now I'm pretty sure I'm going to buy the DVD.
If you're cynical as a means of existence (like the boyfriend can be sometimes), you might find the show a little cheesy at times. You might think the stories are a little trite, or predictable. But I still maintain that as long as predictable stories are well told and well acted, they'll always be worth your while. Always. Transamerica was pretty predictable, but it was still a good movie. (Coincidentally, same female star.)
Do yourself a favor and rent this show. Or add it to your Netflix queue. If you hate it, I'm sorry. If you love it, let's discuss.
09 August 2006
Hottest coolest time in Texas
I've had some kind of life lately. What's that all about? I'm supposed to not do anything productive in my day to day existence and then write about insightful thoughts I have. Oh well.
I went to Schlitterbahn recently and had a grand ole time doing so. My cousin pointed out during our visit that people our age were floating the river rather than coming into the park to ride rides. While I see the allure in that (no kids, no lines, no overpriced admission), I still really like the smell of sunscreen and the anticipation of going to a water park. I still enjoy the thrill of finally getting to sit in your tube after waiting 15-45 minutes and be shot around a water ride for 5 minutes (if that). I still want to ride the tram from park to park and remember the days when I didn't care what I looked like in a bathing suit. (Although according to my cousin the backs of my thighs looked better than some high school kid's in front of us. Ahh, how wonderful women are.)
I guess our next adventure will be floating the river, even though I'm not a good swimmer at all (I'm one of the freaks who never learned to tread water as a child). At the end of the day, tired and thirsty, the idea of just floating with a cooler full of beer within arms reach was tempting. But I'm glad we took the time to make what could be one of our last trips to a childhood favorite without our own children in tow. I recommend it. Recapture your youth people. And do it on the Whitewater Rapids tube ride.
I went to Schlitterbahn recently and had a grand ole time doing so. My cousin pointed out during our visit that people our age were floating the river rather than coming into the park to ride rides. While I see the allure in that (no kids, no lines, no overpriced admission), I still really like the smell of sunscreen and the anticipation of going to a water park. I still enjoy the thrill of finally getting to sit in your tube after waiting 15-45 minutes and be shot around a water ride for 5 minutes (if that). I still want to ride the tram from park to park and remember the days when I didn't care what I looked like in a bathing suit. (Although according to my cousin the backs of my thighs looked better than some high school kid's in front of us. Ahh, how wonderful women are.)
I guess our next adventure will be floating the river, even though I'm not a good swimmer at all (I'm one of the freaks who never learned to tread water as a child). At the end of the day, tired and thirsty, the idea of just floating with a cooler full of beer within arms reach was tempting. But I'm glad we took the time to make what could be one of our last trips to a childhood favorite without our own children in tow. I recommend it. Recapture your youth people. And do it on the Whitewater Rapids tube ride.
02 August 2006
Ugh
So I didn't want to make this blog about my grumblings with work, but I feel I'm forced to in this entry. Mainly because the co-worker I usually vent with won't be back until Monday, as she is frolicking somewhere in the Far East.
A decent sized shipment of packages came in today just as I was taking the mail down. Which meant I left the office, got in an elevator, walked a ways to another office, and reversed the trip. It took about, oh, 3-4 minutes. On my way back, I met the delivery guy, which in my mind put the time between his leaving the office and my returning to the office at about 2 minutes or so.
The evil co-worker obviously signed for the packages, as she was the only one in here. But she neglected to take the extra minute to look at our tracking book and find out just which packages we had received. She waited until I walked in to the office with papers in my hand to ask me to take care of it. She actually said, "Can you take care of those?"
Now look, I know I don't have a lot of work. And I know that she probably has a project or two on her desk. But I also happen to know that she was chatting at that time (the tell-tale break between short bursts of typing gave it away). WHA?! Sure, evil co-worker, I'll do the job that isn't necessarily mine, but can actually be done by anyone in the office. Because god forbid work break up your chat time. I tend to leave my friends hanging on chat when work comes up. But I can understand if yours are too important. I can also understand your need to delegate work when the real boss isn't around, since that's obviously your only time to feel some real power.
I know you can't tell from this post, but I really don't hate my job. I actually like it for what it is. I'm just allergic to the evil co-workers of the world.
A decent sized shipment of packages came in today just as I was taking the mail down. Which meant I left the office, got in an elevator, walked a ways to another office, and reversed the trip. It took about, oh, 3-4 minutes. On my way back, I met the delivery guy, which in my mind put the time between his leaving the office and my returning to the office at about 2 minutes or so.
The evil co-worker obviously signed for the packages, as she was the only one in here. But she neglected to take the extra minute to look at our tracking book and find out just which packages we had received. She waited until I walked in to the office with papers in my hand to ask me to take care of it. She actually said, "Can you take care of those?"
Now look, I know I don't have a lot of work. And I know that she probably has a project or two on her desk. But I also happen to know that she was chatting at that time (the tell-tale break between short bursts of typing gave it away). WHA?! Sure, evil co-worker, I'll do the job that isn't necessarily mine, but can actually be done by anyone in the office. Because god forbid work break up your chat time. I tend to leave my friends hanging on chat when work comes up. But I can understand if yours are too important. I can also understand your need to delegate work when the real boss isn't around, since that's obviously your only time to feel some real power.
I know you can't tell from this post, but I really don't hate my job. I actually like it for what it is. I'm just allergic to the evil co-workers of the world.
01 August 2006
I'm old
I've recently discovered that I'm old. It's been creeping up on me lately, but now it's just obvious. Here's why:
a) I think I'm constantly talking about how something on my body hurts, whether it be my head, my shoulders, my legs, etc. This may just make me a hypochondriac or an annoying jerk, but I think it makes me sound old.
b) I have thoughts like, "How do those kids only get a few hours of sleep one night and want to party again the next night? Don't they get tired?"
c) I usually eat immediately when I get home from work (or from aerobicizing). When I come home from work, I usually walk in the door around 5:30. By 6, I'm eating my dinner.
d) On most Fridays, I'm good until 10 PM. Then I collapse in a heap on my bed, wondering how I got by on so little sleep in college.
e) A lot of people under 20 bother me. Not all, but most. They're loud, obnoxious, have no regard for others, and usually have more money than me. Bitches.
a) I think I'm constantly talking about how something on my body hurts, whether it be my head, my shoulders, my legs, etc. This may just make me a hypochondriac or an annoying jerk, but I think it makes me sound old.
b) I have thoughts like, "How do those kids only get a few hours of sleep one night and want to party again the next night? Don't they get tired?"
c) I usually eat immediately when I get home from work (or from aerobicizing). When I come home from work, I usually walk in the door around 5:30. By 6, I'm eating my dinner.
d) On most Fridays, I'm good until 10 PM. Then I collapse in a heap on my bed, wondering how I got by on so little sleep in college.
e) A lot of people under 20 bother me. Not all, but most. They're loud, obnoxious, have no regard for others, and usually have more money than me. Bitches.
27 July 2006
Pop Tarts
Remember these? The original Pop Tarts, sans icing.
I personally believe that when the icing came out on the tarts, the civilized world ended. I don't see the need for it. Pop Tarts have plenty of flavor already. And the crust/bread/whatever-that-is-that-holds-in-the-filling is so yummy. Icing just ruins it.
I think the icing was invented for people who constantly want more in their lives and aren't ever satisfied with what they've got.
Or it's for people with a bigger sweet tooth than mine. I prefer the first explanation, as it makes me sound like the greatest person in the world.
21 July 2006
Locusts attack!
So I walked to the nearest Subway, which is on campus in a busy cafeteria environment. The university I work at (like many universities across this great land) holds what seems to be a plethora of camps for youngsters; sports camps, cheerleading camps, and camps like Boys State and Girls State, places for young politicians to hone their lying skills. (Actually, that's not what it's for--they teach government procedure and such, but I like the politicians thing better).
As I'm walking into the building, I see lots of girls who are either much shorter (cheerleaders) or much taller (volleyball players) than me; all are skinnier and much louder. I make my way to the Subway, and lo and behold, all of the kids have decided to eat fresh. I guess I should be happy that young children are choosing sandwiches over pizza or hamburgers, but do they have to do that during MY lunch break? The line at Subway goes past the restaurant next door, and I feel sorry for the guy standing at the register watching us all wait to be served by his competition. I didn't get my food until 20 minutes later.
I write this blog for two reasons. One, to profess my love for that Subway, the only place where I'll stand in a god awful line with obnoxious stick insect girls for 20 minutes. Two, to tell all the obnoxious stick insect girls that may be reading this to go somewhere else and leave the good stuff to the grown-ups. You may be taller than me, but I weigh more than you. I think I have the odds.
As I'm walking into the building, I see lots of girls who are either much shorter (cheerleaders) or much taller (volleyball players) than me; all are skinnier and much louder. I make my way to the Subway, and lo and behold, all of the kids have decided to eat fresh. I guess I should be happy that young children are choosing sandwiches over pizza or hamburgers, but do they have to do that during MY lunch break? The line at Subway goes past the restaurant next door, and I feel sorry for the guy standing at the register watching us all wait to be served by his competition. I didn't get my food until 20 minutes later.
I write this blog for two reasons. One, to profess my love for that Subway, the only place where I'll stand in a god awful line with obnoxious stick insect girls for 20 minutes. Two, to tell all the obnoxious stick insect girls that may be reading this to go somewhere else and leave the good stuff to the grown-ups. You may be taller than me, but I weigh more than you. I think I have the odds.
19 July 2006
18 July 2006
17 July 2006
Netflix
A while back a friend of mine recommended Netflix. I thought about it but decided that I liked going into a video store and seeing what movie might catch my eye. But recently I've had to face the fact that I just don't go to video stores anymore. I still might join a local one, just for the hell of it, but I basically refuse to go to Blockbuster or the like because they just never have what I want. Plus the people there are very pushy about trying Blockbuster Online.
The other night, the same friend mentioned that a movie (Breakfast on Pluto) was on her list, one that I'd been dying to see but just never got around to renting. (Luckily the boyfriend had it and brought it up this weekend). And in that moment, I realized how much I wanted to join Netflix. I wanted to give in and make my list of movies that I can brag about/share with my friends. I wanted to be able to say "Yeah, I've seen that" or "No, but it's on my Netflix list." I guess I became a bit of a sheep in that moment, but I believe it's worth it.
So, this morning I headed over to the promised land. And I picked my membership plan (1 movie at a time, unlimited movies each month, $9.99). And I made my queue (first, Word Wars, then Transamerica, then Sports Night, then....).
I should receive my first movie within one business day. I am sooo going to take advantage of this newfound curiousity. I hope it delivers everything it's promising.
The other night, the same friend mentioned that a movie (Breakfast on Pluto) was on her list, one that I'd been dying to see but just never got around to renting. (Luckily the boyfriend had it and brought it up this weekend). And in that moment, I realized how much I wanted to join Netflix. I wanted to give in and make my list of movies that I can brag about/share with my friends. I wanted to be able to say "Yeah, I've seen that" or "No, but it's on my Netflix list." I guess I became a bit of a sheep in that moment, but I believe it's worth it.
So, this morning I headed over to the promised land. And I picked my membership plan (1 movie at a time, unlimited movies each month, $9.99). And I made my queue (first, Word Wars, then Transamerica, then Sports Night, then....).
I should receive my first movie within one business day. I am sooo going to take advantage of this newfound curiousity. I hope it delivers everything it's promising.
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