So, we watched the rest of Gone with the Wind tonight. Now, perhaps I'm holding on to feelings that I've blindly felt for many years regarding this movie--namely, that I just had no desire to see it because I didn't think it'd be that good--but I wasn't terribly impressed by it. I don't know. I mean, it wasn't a bad movie obviously (it is a classic, after all), but I don't know. Scarlett's rather annoying (and yeah, I know, that's her character, and that's what the movie is, etc), and everyone dies and stuff, and I don't know. I guess I just prefer the movies that end happily, or perhaps with a rousing song number. haha. So maybe that's not true, but I don't know. Just not overly impressed. But that's the way things go sometimes.
Gar stress sucks. We just bought my tickets, roundtrip going to ND in January and coming back to CS in March for spring break. Pain. And then we also filled out the ND loan application thing, also an annoying pain. And we're trying to figure out JPW stuff (made so much more stressful because I didn't even hear about the ticket thing until the email we got this week, saying "Ticket applications are due no later than Dec. 4" which made me go, crap). And it's just stressful. We thought we could fax it, but apparently you can't, so we're going to have to mail it tomorrow and just hope it gets there Monday, or else we have to pay a $10 late fee (and possibly get crappier seats for the dinners and such). Anyway. It's just all even more things making me realize how much easier this all would have been (or even non-existant) had I just stayed at ND this semester. I've been cursing myself more and more for that stupid decision lately. Especially as I get more and more nervous about the room situation. It's just all tons of stress and crap that I really wish I didn't have to deal with. And of course about 75% of it centers around that lovely thing we all know as money. Stupid stupid necessary money. And it sucks. And there's a lot of guilt in there too. Much of which is related to the money thing.
Bleh.
It's amazing how much little purchases can accumulate. Sucks.
Another waste of an appointment at Foy's today. Went, he "showed" me how I should be attempting to get my retainer in my mouth, shortly thereafter I realized that I can't logically see how my retainer is anything but slightly smaller than the regular invisalign I've been wearing for months now. Hence the retainer not fitting. Oh well.
I'm about to fall asleep on the couch. Bedtime.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Place your bets
Ok, I currently have 261 posts. (That's after being on blogger since August, or, less than four months.) So this is 262. How long do you all think it'll take for me to get to 300? Think I can do it by Jan 1? I think I can.
Dude, I really want to get this calendar. Last week when I spent those lots of hours at Borders with Cathy, just looking around at stuff randomly (I highly recommend it, by the way. Nothing like wasting time with a good friend in a bookstore!), we browsed the calendars for a little while, and I saw that one and it was a little exciting, I'll admit. I'm a definite word-ophile (and I know there's a real word for that, which you would think I would know...), and man it's just awesome, that calendar. Of course, I tend not to do too well with the whatever-a-day calendars. I have quite a few accumulated over the years that are still full after like May or so. I think it has something to do with the fact that I haven't been in one residence for a full year since high school (not that it was that long ago, but yeah). Or maybe it's just because I'm lazy. haha. Anyway.
I just flipped to Leno, and they're doing the filler that they have between the monologue and the guests. It's this guy going to different people's houses and making movies or something. I don't know, really, since I missed the beginning of it. But he went to some girl's apartment, and was asking about her portfolio (for jobs, I guess?), and he said he'd help her make one, so then they go to this "commercial" for this girl aimed at potential employers (obviously not a real video thing, of course), and the voice over was saying that she's good at integrating, marketing, and communicating, and it showed her at her laptop and for a brief second you could see that she was on, of all things, facebook. It made me laugh. Most people probably wouldn't notice that though, as a lot of people don't know what facebook is or looks like. And their lives are much sadder for it, I'm sure. haha.
So I'm working this Friday, from 4:30 to 10:30. (Stupid extended mall hours. Blech.) Wasn't originally scheduled to, but picked it up because the person who originally had it kind of got let go. And I figured, money's good. And it's not really terrible, working then. But I'm also scheduled to work next Friday, from 5:30 to 10:30. I just very much dislike the idea of having to work two Friday nights in a row until 10 both times. Could be worse I guess. I think it's partly to do with the fact that next Friday they're playing Rudolph and then Frosty the Snowman. I'm pretty sure we have both on tape somewhere (could be interesting trying to find them, though), but it's just always so much easier to watch things when they're on TV for some reason. Oh well. Hopefully I won't have to work the Friday after that, unless it's during the day. I'm hoping that I'll be able to have more day shifts once I get done with school on the 12th. I'm also very much concerned that I'm going to have to work Christmas Eve. Aside from the fact that it would just suck having to work then, it's a Sunday, and I'm going to have to go to Mass both for Sunday and again for Christmas, unless we buck our trend of the past...many many years and actually go to Christmas Mass on Christmas. I don't know, it just wouldn't be the same if we did that. I'm hoping that I might be able to use a little pull to get Christmas Eve off because he made me work early the day after Thanksgiving. But I'd still bet good money that I'll end up getting screwed and have to work it sometime anyway. Argh. How much I wish I worked at a place that was closed on Sundays. Currently wondering if I should bite the bullet and put in my two weeks in enough time that I wouldn't be working on New Years/New Years Eve. Hm.....But hey, back to the now, at least I'm not working this Sunday, which is when the BCS bowl picks are! I'm sure there won't be any big surprises (we'll probably be in the Sugar), but it'll be interesting to see who we'll be playing!
I think my Christmas present this year from my parents might end up being them coming for Junior Parents Weekend. I'm wondering if it's worth it. I mean, I want them to come and all, and it's not like I really want them to buy me anything for Christmas, but I don't know. I just have a feeling that I'd be kind of sad if they didn't, since as far as I know pretty much everyone's parents come. But I don't know. It's a big hassle for them, not to mention more money than I want them to spend, and I don't know. All that just for a couple days? Of course, it is a couple days at ND, and that's pretty frikkin awesome, but still. I don't know. I guess I'll just let them do what they want and leave it at that.
Tomorrow is apparently "Stay Home because you're Well Day." How fun it would be to do that (and, really, I could get away with doing it for English, but seeing as how that's our last English class of the year--with the exception of Tuesday when all we have to do is turn in our papers, I guess I'll be good and go), but I guess I'll just say I did it a day early since I didn't go to philo today. Horrible person that makes me, I know, but man. First, I didn't feel like driving in the snow, as it was rather quite slippery around town, and UCCS is lovely enough to be on top of this hill that I can only imagine is not fun to drive up or down when it's icy. Second, it was philosophy. A class that bothers me anyway because it's just so pointless and aimless sometimes. Third, I knew that there would probably be like ten people who actually would bother to show up, since lots haven't been bothering even on nice days. So I just didn't go. So shoot me. Oh well.
I have finally, and for the first time, seen Gone with the Wind. Well, the first half anyway. I think we're going to watch the second half tomorrow night. It's very exciting. Ok that was at least a little sarcastic. But it's not bad. And I guess it is one of those movies that people might tend to look at you funny if you haven't seen. Anyway. It's making me want to read this series, four books, that I read a couple times back in high school, set in the south somewhere during the Civil War. Quite enjoyable books.
Almost there. Almost.
Dude, I really want to get this calendar. Last week when I spent those lots of hours at Borders with Cathy, just looking around at stuff randomly (I highly recommend it, by the way. Nothing like wasting time with a good friend in a bookstore!), we browsed the calendars for a little while, and I saw that one and it was a little exciting, I'll admit. I'm a definite word-ophile (and I know there's a real word for that, which you would think I would know...), and man it's just awesome, that calendar. Of course, I tend not to do too well with the whatever-a-day calendars. I have quite a few accumulated over the years that are still full after like May or so. I think it has something to do with the fact that I haven't been in one residence for a full year since high school (not that it was that long ago, but yeah). Or maybe it's just because I'm lazy. haha. Anyway.
I just flipped to Leno, and they're doing the filler that they have between the monologue and the guests. It's this guy going to different people's houses and making movies or something. I don't know, really, since I missed the beginning of it. But he went to some girl's apartment, and was asking about her portfolio (for jobs, I guess?), and he said he'd help her make one, so then they go to this "commercial" for this girl aimed at potential employers (obviously not a real video thing, of course), and the voice over was saying that she's good at integrating, marketing, and communicating, and it showed her at her laptop and for a brief second you could see that she was on, of all things, facebook. It made me laugh. Most people probably wouldn't notice that though, as a lot of people don't know what facebook is or looks like. And their lives are much sadder for it, I'm sure. haha.
So I'm working this Friday, from 4:30 to 10:30. (Stupid extended mall hours. Blech.) Wasn't originally scheduled to, but picked it up because the person who originally had it kind of got let go. And I figured, money's good. And it's not really terrible, working then. But I'm also scheduled to work next Friday, from 5:30 to 10:30. I just very much dislike the idea of having to work two Friday nights in a row until 10 both times. Could be worse I guess. I think it's partly to do with the fact that next Friday they're playing Rudolph and then Frosty the Snowman. I'm pretty sure we have both on tape somewhere (could be interesting trying to find them, though), but it's just always so much easier to watch things when they're on TV for some reason. Oh well. Hopefully I won't have to work the Friday after that, unless it's during the day. I'm hoping that I'll be able to have more day shifts once I get done with school on the 12th. I'm also very much concerned that I'm going to have to work Christmas Eve. Aside from the fact that it would just suck having to work then, it's a Sunday, and I'm going to have to go to Mass both for Sunday and again for Christmas, unless we buck our trend of the past...many many years and actually go to Christmas Mass on Christmas. I don't know, it just wouldn't be the same if we did that. I'm hoping that I might be able to use a little pull to get Christmas Eve off because he made me work early the day after Thanksgiving. But I'd still bet good money that I'll end up getting screwed and have to work it sometime anyway. Argh. How much I wish I worked at a place that was closed on Sundays. Currently wondering if I should bite the bullet and put in my two weeks in enough time that I wouldn't be working on New Years/New Years Eve. Hm.....But hey, back to the now, at least I'm not working this Sunday, which is when the BCS bowl picks are! I'm sure there won't be any big surprises (we'll probably be in the Sugar), but it'll be interesting to see who we'll be playing!
I think my Christmas present this year from my parents might end up being them coming for Junior Parents Weekend. I'm wondering if it's worth it. I mean, I want them to come and all, and it's not like I really want them to buy me anything for Christmas, but I don't know. I just have a feeling that I'd be kind of sad if they didn't, since as far as I know pretty much everyone's parents come. But I don't know. It's a big hassle for them, not to mention more money than I want them to spend, and I don't know. All that just for a couple days? Of course, it is a couple days at ND, and that's pretty frikkin awesome, but still. I don't know. I guess I'll just let them do what they want and leave it at that.
Tomorrow is apparently "Stay Home because you're Well Day." How fun it would be to do that (and, really, I could get away with doing it for English, but seeing as how that's our last English class of the year--with the exception of Tuesday when all we have to do is turn in our papers, I guess I'll be good and go), but I guess I'll just say I did it a day early since I didn't go to philo today. Horrible person that makes me, I know, but man. First, I didn't feel like driving in the snow, as it was rather quite slippery around town, and UCCS is lovely enough to be on top of this hill that I can only imagine is not fun to drive up or down when it's icy. Second, it was philosophy. A class that bothers me anyway because it's just so pointless and aimless sometimes. Third, I knew that there would probably be like ten people who actually would bother to show up, since lots haven't been bothering even on nice days. So I just didn't go. So shoot me. Oh well.
I have finally, and for the first time, seen Gone with the Wind. Well, the first half anyway. I think we're going to watch the second half tomorrow night. It's very exciting. Ok that was at least a little sarcastic. But it's not bad. And I guess it is one of those movies that people might tend to look at you funny if you haven't seen. Anyway. It's making me want to read this series, four books, that I read a couple times back in high school, set in the south somewhere during the Civil War. Quite enjoyable books.
Almost there. Almost.
Stupid
UCCS is stupid. My first chance for a snow day in two years, and they fail. I mean, even D-11 is closed today! Come on UCCS, get it together. You live on top of a stupid hill, don't you realize how hard it is to get there when it's snowy and slippery? Psh.
I'm still holding out hope that my prof, who lives in Denver (where I think it was supposed to be worse), will cancel class. Because I sure don't feel like sitting through 2:40 of that class today...but it's not looking good for Susie. Alas.
I'm still holding out hope that my prof, who lives in Denver (where I think it was supposed to be worse), will cancel class. Because I sure don't feel like sitting through 2:40 of that class today...but it's not looking good for Susie. Alas.
Conglomeration
When I got to work yesterday, I realized that one of the cracks in the skin on my knuckle (resulting from verrrry dry skin there thanks in part to obsessive hand washing made worse this month by pink eye--which, I am happy to report, seems to have left me for good now, knock on wood--as well as generally having dry skin there due to eczema, I think) had bled a little bit and dried on the knuckle. So soon after getting to work, I went to the back, rinsed it, and got a bandaid from the first aid kit. It's amazing how happy the right bandaid can make me. This particular one was one of the fabric kind (the best bandaid material, in my opinion), and had a little bit of the sticky even along the sides of the cloth part, so it stuck all the way around. It just sat on my knuckles so well and didn't aggravate me as some bandaids are wont to do, particularly when they don't bend with whatever area they're on. I remember a few summers back when I was working at Velcon, I got a paper cut on my palm kind of between my thumb and pointer finger. It was rather painful, but in the Velcon first aid kit they have tons of different kinds of bandaids--including this one kind that had the cushion part the same as normal ones, but then the sticky part was reallllly long on one side, so that it wrapped from one side of my hand across the palm to the other side. Stayed on really well. Made me really happy. It's amazing how one little bandaid can do that for me. This one little piece of material can make a cut feel so much better, simply because it manages to protect it on the surface. Sorry. I guess moral of the story is, Susie likes bandaids.
Egg nog in coffee is amazing. If you haven't tried it, I highly recommend it. I wonder if I should try the new egg nog latte at Starbucks...I'm just not sure. Guess I might as well though.
Dad and I picked out our Christmas tree yesterday. (Did I tell you all that I referred to it as a holiday tree the other day? No, maybe I said "holiday decorations". Either way, it was weird. Just like yesterday when I was watching a rerun of Friends and they were talking about "holiday cards." Hadn't ever noticed that before, but it just sounds weird. Alliterations--such as Christmas cards--rock.) I had noticed, randomly, a stand that said "Boy Scout Christmas Trees" next to the mall when I was driving home Sunday night, and happened to mention it to Dad who decided we should check it out. So we met up there yesterday after I got off of work, and they were quite nice trees. I think we got a good one. It is a tad small, but as Dad reminded me--and he's very excited about this--we have Grandpop's Christmas village train set thing now, brought home this summer, so we went with a slightly shorter tree so that it would fit on top of the stand. Although, I'm really not convinced it's any smaller than last year's, which everyone else seemed fine with. So anyway. Good stuff. And now it's one of the best times of the year, when every time I go out into the garage I'm bombarded in a wonderful way with the Christmas tree smell, since we keep it out in the garage in a bucket of water until we're ready to put it up. Which I'm guessing won't be until at least Advent starts this Sunday. But I don't really know for sure. Either way, it's one of the greatest smells of the year. Mmm...
So this morning, at least an hour before I had to be awake, my phone rings. I got up to see who it was, but when I didn't recognize the number I didn't answer it, as I am a major call screener. Especially in the morning. Phone only rang like three times, then stopped, but then they called back and left a message this time. After a few minutes of deliberating, I decided to listen to it in case it was important. Turns out it was some guy calling about an ad he had seen for a mortgage telemarketer or something, and how he's all experienced and whatnot in telemarketing (or mortgaging or something), and here's his number, blah blah. So I just deleted it. Not too much later, phone rings again. Same number. Left a message again. I must have listened to it. Basically the same, word for word, as the first one. Delete. And one more time this guy called. Left yet another message, again almost word for word the same. I was a little annoyed at this guy for calling four times in less than an hour, interrupting my sleep, and leaving three almost exactly the same messages. Seriously. Who does that? Anyway. Then during history my phone rings (on silent, but vibrate), I check and it's some number I don't recognize. They didn't leave a message. And after history I went to Mass, during which my phone rang again, this time just saying it was a private number. It was so weird, because I rarely get calls on my phone, and pretty much never six in three hours. I don't know if the second two were related to the first, but it was weird enough to prompt me to look in the classifieds from today to see if there was a "mortgage telemarketing" ad, and indeed there is. I was worried (maybe not worried, but something) that my number had been put there on accident, typo or something, but when I found the ad, I saw that the number is quite similar to my cell number, but whereas there are three 8s in my number, the one in the ad had a six where one of my eights is. If you look quickly, I can see how it'd look like an 8, but geez. This guy called four times. He must have checked the number in the ad more than once, you would think. I don't know. Anyway. It was annoying. Creepy, for a minute, thinking maybe my number was in an ad by mistake. Ok so there's my non-interesting story for the day. One of many, I guess.
Pickles are so good.
Next week, we're not having history class since it'd be mostly pointless, as apparently at UCCS teachers aren't allowed to introduce new things in that last week before finals, and we're not having a final in that class--just a thought paper, for which we've already written rough drafts. So instead of class, we're all required to meet with her for fifteen minutes some time during the week to talk about the papers. we got our drafts back today, and apparently--this is something I just found out today, and I'm assuming it's because she didn't mention it before, but I could have just forgotten--we're supposed to have another draft based on the comments she wrote on our first drafts. On the one hand that kind of sucks, because that means I have to revise my paper twice, and I have to do it for next week when next week is already going to suck a little bit thanks to the English paper due Tuesday and the philo paper due Wednesday. Oh well. But yeah, the revising thing isn't fun. I've just never been one of those people. I like to sit down, write the paper, and be done with it. Perhaps it doesn't result in the very best paper I could write, but I've done fairly well with it thus far I think. And then there's the fact that there seem to be not very many comments on my first draft. Just a few things here and there that I have to tweak. I even got a "Good job, Susie!" at the end of the draft. Now, obviously this is not a bad thing at all, but sometimes it just feels like such a complete waste of time to sit down and go through a whole paper just to edit a sentence here, maybe parts of a paragraph there. And to do it twice? Of course, I guess that would depend on what she says when I meet with her, with regard to what I did with the second draft. Oh well. It'll be fine. And at least there isn't a whole lot to tweak, so I really don't need to stress about it that much next week. I should, however, stress about the other two things sooner than later. Especially since the Latin quiz we were going to have this Thursday was pushed to next Tuesday, as I was kind of expecting. So that's just one more thing to do for next week. But that's ok. It's all good.
I thought of more Christmas movies. Rudolph (how could I forget that one???), Love Actually (less a Christmas movie than the others, but I've been waiting and wanting to watch it for awhile now), and today I decided I want to rent White Christmas sometime this month. I've only seen it once or twice, really, but man you can't beat Bing Crosby. gotta love that voice.
I find this funny. Apparently, Britney Spears has been buddying up to Paris Hilton lately, who Britney "looks up" to. and she's been "inspired" by Paris, hence her incredibly slutty looking outfits of late. Ok, to be fair I've only seen like three outfits she's been wearing while with Paris, but still. There was the skirt that might as well have been underwear, the dress that barely managed to cover half of her boobs (vertically), and just other stuff I don't think anyone should be wearing. Man. Paris Hilton is one of the last people on earth I would want someone trying to emulate. Man. And she's the mom of two kids. I can't imagine that they're going to have a wonderful life. Aside from, perhaps, whatever material things they might want.
So there's a movie coming out soon, called The Holiday, with Cameron Diaz and Kate Winslet. Looks cute, definitely a chick flick, and I think I'd want to see it. Jude Law (who is also in it) was on Conan tonight, and they showed a clip from him in the movie. It was apparently after a night of a lot of drinking between him and Cameron's character, and she was trying to remember if they had sex or not. Of course, for some inexplicable reason, she couldn't bring herself actually to say "did we have sex," she had to use an elaborate form of hand flinging and stuttering noises. Which I just don't understand. Anyway, the end result was that they hadn't, to which she responded "Thank God" and then, as if worried she would insult him, she backtracked and said something like "well, not thank God, but...thank God" and it seemed to be played off that it was a bad thing she was relieved she hadn't had drunken sex she didn't remember with this guy she barely knew. And it is just so bizarre to me. I mean, what's so bad about being thankful for that? I know that in today's culture it's almost to the point where it's weird when people don't have sex after like a week or something, but still. I know, I'm making too much of this, but I'm seriously disappointed that almost every movie I want to see, ever, has stuff that makes sex such a casual thing. It makes me not want to watch them as much. Call me uptight, whatever, I still hate it.
I need to go to sleep. Here's hoping we'll get lots of snow tonight so I won't have to go to philo tomorrow! (Ha, good luck with that Susie.)
Egg nog in coffee is amazing. If you haven't tried it, I highly recommend it. I wonder if I should try the new egg nog latte at Starbucks...I'm just not sure. Guess I might as well though.
Dad and I picked out our Christmas tree yesterday. (Did I tell you all that I referred to it as a holiday tree the other day? No, maybe I said "holiday decorations". Either way, it was weird. Just like yesterday when I was watching a rerun of Friends and they were talking about "holiday cards." Hadn't ever noticed that before, but it just sounds weird. Alliterations--such as Christmas cards--rock.) I had noticed, randomly, a stand that said "Boy Scout Christmas Trees" next to the mall when I was driving home Sunday night, and happened to mention it to Dad who decided we should check it out. So we met up there yesterday after I got off of work, and they were quite nice trees. I think we got a good one. It is a tad small, but as Dad reminded me--and he's very excited about this--we have Grandpop's Christmas village train set thing now, brought home this summer, so we went with a slightly shorter tree so that it would fit on top of the stand. Although, I'm really not convinced it's any smaller than last year's, which everyone else seemed fine with. So anyway. Good stuff. And now it's one of the best times of the year, when every time I go out into the garage I'm bombarded in a wonderful way with the Christmas tree smell, since we keep it out in the garage in a bucket of water until we're ready to put it up. Which I'm guessing won't be until at least Advent starts this Sunday. But I don't really know for sure. Either way, it's one of the greatest smells of the year. Mmm...
So this morning, at least an hour before I had to be awake, my phone rings. I got up to see who it was, but when I didn't recognize the number I didn't answer it, as I am a major call screener. Especially in the morning. Phone only rang like three times, then stopped, but then they called back and left a message this time. After a few minutes of deliberating, I decided to listen to it in case it was important. Turns out it was some guy calling about an ad he had seen for a mortgage telemarketer or something, and how he's all experienced and whatnot in telemarketing (or mortgaging or something), and here's his number, blah blah. So I just deleted it. Not too much later, phone rings again. Same number. Left a message again. I must have listened to it. Basically the same, word for word, as the first one. Delete. And one more time this guy called. Left yet another message, again almost word for word the same. I was a little annoyed at this guy for calling four times in less than an hour, interrupting my sleep, and leaving three almost exactly the same messages. Seriously. Who does that? Anyway. Then during history my phone rings (on silent, but vibrate), I check and it's some number I don't recognize. They didn't leave a message. And after history I went to Mass, during which my phone rang again, this time just saying it was a private number. It was so weird, because I rarely get calls on my phone, and pretty much never six in three hours. I don't know if the second two were related to the first, but it was weird enough to prompt me to look in the classifieds from today to see if there was a "mortgage telemarketing" ad, and indeed there is. I was worried (maybe not worried, but something) that my number had been put there on accident, typo or something, but when I found the ad, I saw that the number is quite similar to my cell number, but whereas there are three 8s in my number, the one in the ad had a six where one of my eights is. If you look quickly, I can see how it'd look like an 8, but geez. This guy called four times. He must have checked the number in the ad more than once, you would think. I don't know. Anyway. It was annoying. Creepy, for a minute, thinking maybe my number was in an ad by mistake. Ok so there's my non-interesting story for the day. One of many, I guess.
Pickles are so good.
Next week, we're not having history class since it'd be mostly pointless, as apparently at UCCS teachers aren't allowed to introduce new things in that last week before finals, and we're not having a final in that class--just a thought paper, for which we've already written rough drafts. So instead of class, we're all required to meet with her for fifteen minutes some time during the week to talk about the papers. we got our drafts back today, and apparently--this is something I just found out today, and I'm assuming it's because she didn't mention it before, but I could have just forgotten--we're supposed to have another draft based on the comments she wrote on our first drafts. On the one hand that kind of sucks, because that means I have to revise my paper twice, and I have to do it for next week when next week is already going to suck a little bit thanks to the English paper due Tuesday and the philo paper due Wednesday. Oh well. But yeah, the revising thing isn't fun. I've just never been one of those people. I like to sit down, write the paper, and be done with it. Perhaps it doesn't result in the very best paper I could write, but I've done fairly well with it thus far I think. And then there's the fact that there seem to be not very many comments on my first draft. Just a few things here and there that I have to tweak. I even got a "Good job, Susie!" at the end of the draft. Now, obviously this is not a bad thing at all, but sometimes it just feels like such a complete waste of time to sit down and go through a whole paper just to edit a sentence here, maybe parts of a paragraph there. And to do it twice? Of course, I guess that would depend on what she says when I meet with her, with regard to what I did with the second draft. Oh well. It'll be fine. And at least there isn't a whole lot to tweak, so I really don't need to stress about it that much next week. I should, however, stress about the other two things sooner than later. Especially since the Latin quiz we were going to have this Thursday was pushed to next Tuesday, as I was kind of expecting. So that's just one more thing to do for next week. But that's ok. It's all good.
I thought of more Christmas movies. Rudolph (how could I forget that one???), Love Actually (less a Christmas movie than the others, but I've been waiting and wanting to watch it for awhile now), and today I decided I want to rent White Christmas sometime this month. I've only seen it once or twice, really, but man you can't beat Bing Crosby. gotta love that voice.
I find this funny. Apparently, Britney Spears has been buddying up to Paris Hilton lately, who Britney "looks up" to. and she's been "inspired" by Paris, hence her incredibly slutty looking outfits of late. Ok, to be fair I've only seen like three outfits she's been wearing while with Paris, but still. There was the skirt that might as well have been underwear, the dress that barely managed to cover half of her boobs (vertically), and just other stuff I don't think anyone should be wearing. Man. Paris Hilton is one of the last people on earth I would want someone trying to emulate. Man. And she's the mom of two kids. I can't imagine that they're going to have a wonderful life. Aside from, perhaps, whatever material things they might want.
So there's a movie coming out soon, called The Holiday, with Cameron Diaz and Kate Winslet. Looks cute, definitely a chick flick, and I think I'd want to see it. Jude Law (who is also in it) was on Conan tonight, and they showed a clip from him in the movie. It was apparently after a night of a lot of drinking between him and Cameron's character, and she was trying to remember if they had sex or not. Of course, for some inexplicable reason, she couldn't bring herself actually to say "did we have sex," she had to use an elaborate form of hand flinging and stuttering noises. Which I just don't understand. Anyway, the end result was that they hadn't, to which she responded "Thank God" and then, as if worried she would insult him, she backtracked and said something like "well, not thank God, but...thank God" and it seemed to be played off that it was a bad thing she was relieved she hadn't had drunken sex she didn't remember with this guy she barely knew. And it is just so bizarre to me. I mean, what's so bad about being thankful for that? I know that in today's culture it's almost to the point where it's weird when people don't have sex after like a week or something, but still. I know, I'm making too much of this, but I'm seriously disappointed that almost every movie I want to see, ever, has stuff that makes sex such a casual thing. It makes me not want to watch them as much. Call me uptight, whatever, I still hate it.
I need to go to sleep. Here's hoping we'll get lots of snow tonight so I won't have to go to philo tomorrow! (Ha, good luck with that Susie.)
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Stealing from Myspace again
1] What is your middle name?
Lee. Not even spelled the cool way.
[2] What color is your mailbox?
Um.........black? Red? no clue at the moment actually.
[3] Are you available?
For a booty call, always. haha.
[4] Have you ever hit a deer?
No, but I almost got hit by a deer last week. Outside of my car. hehe.
[5] Do you have to drive over a bridge to get home?
Not really...
[6] Who checks the mail in your house.
Usually whoever gets home first. At school though, I used to be practically the only one who ever checked the mail. I like mail. Unless it's from Citibank, because those are always just annoying.
[7] Do you have a small driveway?
I think it's pretty normal-sized.
[8] Do you know anyone with the same ringtone as you?
Not like personally, but I'm sure there are many with the same ringtone as me. Which reminds me. I think I might want to splurge and buy myself a Christmas ringtone. But I probably won't.
[9] What do you do first in the morning?
Wake up. haha. Turn off my alarm and then take a shower, usually.
[10] What brand is your printer?
Lexmark? That's the one I use when I'm at school anyway (I think). Not sure what the family one is.
[11] Do you enjoy fighting with people?
Ick, no. Well, not usually.
[12] Is your hair naturally straight or curly?
I think technically it's wavy to curly, but the way I dry it usually it just ends up mostly straight. And then the straightener takes care of the rest.
[13] Who was your kindergarten teacher?
My mom.
[14] Are you taller than your mother?
Everyone in my family is. Except for Jason. hehe.
[15] Do you have a favorite word?
I'm sure I do. Several, in fact. Can't think of any off the top of my head right now though.
[16] Are you God?
Nope. Unless perhaps you ask the cat. haha.
[17] Do you enjoy writing in colored pens?
Indeed I do.
[18] Does anything hurt on your body right now?
At this moment? ...don't think so.
[19] Do you often cry during a movie?
I wouldn't say often. Definitely more so lately than before, though.
[20] Do you hate your life?
Nope.
[21] Do you get mad easily?
I get frustrated easily sometimes, especially when I drive. But it doesn't usually stay with me very long if it's just that.
[22] Do you smoke?
No
[23] What is your biggest pet peeve?
Lately, I think I'd say that it's people who take forever to accelerate up to the speed limit after a red light. Either that or people who just refuse even to go the speed limit and just had to get in front of me. Stupid people.
[24] Do any of your friends have kids?
Acquaintances, yes, but I don't think any of my really close friends do. However, I could be wrong and forgetting about someone because I have a horrible memory. Oh, and my sister does, but she's my sister.
[25] Who called you last
That I actually talked to? My dad. That called me? Some random people calling me because they thought my number was in an employment ad (when, in reality, one of the 8s in my number was a 6 in the ad). Especially this one stupid guy.
[26] How many years older than you are you willing to date?
I don't know, I think I'd feel awkward with someone more than like five years older than me. But seeing as how I've never tried it, I guess I can't rule it out.
[27] Do you have any friends?
My mom says I'm special.
[28] Do you have any mean friends?
I have some mean ones. And some nice ones. But I'm mean too so it works out.
[29] what was your last text
Not sure. And my phone is currently out of battery so I can't check. But I'm sure it wasn't interesting.
[30] Have you ever liked someone who all your friends couldn't stand?
Probably, but they probably didn't know I liked him. haha. Sneaky...
[31] Have you ever felt like driving off a cliff?
I don't think so, but I have felt like ramming into the back of the car in front of me.
[32] Do you itch your ears?
I scratch them if they itch...
[33] What brand are the pant/jeans you're wearing right now?
St Johns Bay, courtesy of JCPenney
[34] How tall are you?
5'10"
[35] What is on your feet?
socks.
[36] Do you want to have kids?
yeah
[36] What is the brightest color you're wearing?
Does white count? If not, then...I do have a tiny bit of yellow on my shirt. Luckily it's supposed to be there, and it's not a stain or something.
[37] Who is your best friend?
Oh, I have several I think. Wouldn't pick just one.
[38] Do you like your dad?
That I do. Which I'm glad about.
[39] Do you have any TV shows on DVD?
I personally own the first seasons of American Dreams and Full House, and would like to own later seasons as well. (not entirely possible with American Dreams, as that's the only season currently out, and probably that will ever be out. sadly.)
[40] Are you wearing make up?
Actually, no. I discovered, with all the pink eye fun of the past month, that I don't burn people's eyes if I don't wear makeup! At least, not that anyone's told me yet. :-)
[41] Do you have a tattoo?
nuh-uh
[42] Do you know how to draw?
I can probably draw a bath, or perhaps the curtains (Amelia Bedelia, anyone?), but as for being artistic, not so much.
[43] Who is your hero?
Um...I don't really have one, I don't think.
[44] Who did you last IM?
Orange Katherine. Aka the Ponge. :-)
[45] Do you work a lot of hours?
In reality, not really.
[46] What do you do when you are stressed out?
I don't know. Watch TV?
[47] Who was the last person that called you?
I'm pretty sure we already had this conversation like twenty questions up...
[48] Is there anything you regret?
Definitely.
[49] Do you know where your family name originated from?
Germany
[50] Is there an animal that creeps you out?
Dogs. haha just kidding. Um...I don't know...well, those hairless chihuahua dogs (you know, the ones that keep winning the World's Ugliest Dog title) are pretty creepy looking...
Lee. Not even spelled the cool way.
[2] What color is your mailbox?
Um.........black? Red? no clue at the moment actually.
[3] Are you available?
For a booty call, always. haha.
[4] Have you ever hit a deer?
No, but I almost got hit by a deer last week. Outside of my car. hehe.
[5] Do you have to drive over a bridge to get home?
Not really...
[6] Who checks the mail in your house.
Usually whoever gets home first. At school though, I used to be practically the only one who ever checked the mail. I like mail. Unless it's from Citibank, because those are always just annoying.
[7] Do you have a small driveway?
I think it's pretty normal-sized.
[8] Do you know anyone with the same ringtone as you?
Not like personally, but I'm sure there are many with the same ringtone as me. Which reminds me. I think I might want to splurge and buy myself a Christmas ringtone. But I probably won't.
[9] What do you do first in the morning?
Wake up. haha. Turn off my alarm and then take a shower, usually.
[10] What brand is your printer?
Lexmark? That's the one I use when I'm at school anyway (I think). Not sure what the family one is.
[11] Do you enjoy fighting with people?
Ick, no. Well, not usually.
[12] Is your hair naturally straight or curly?
I think technically it's wavy to curly, but the way I dry it usually it just ends up mostly straight. And then the straightener takes care of the rest.
[13] Who was your kindergarten teacher?
My mom.
[14] Are you taller than your mother?
Everyone in my family is. Except for Jason. hehe.
[15] Do you have a favorite word?
I'm sure I do. Several, in fact. Can't think of any off the top of my head right now though.
[16] Are you God?
Nope. Unless perhaps you ask the cat. haha.
[17] Do you enjoy writing in colored pens?
Indeed I do.
[18] Does anything hurt on your body right now?
At this moment? ...don't think so.
[19] Do you often cry during a movie?
I wouldn't say often. Definitely more so lately than before, though.
[20] Do you hate your life?
Nope.
[21] Do you get mad easily?
I get frustrated easily sometimes, especially when I drive. But it doesn't usually stay with me very long if it's just that.
[22] Do you smoke?
No
[23] What is your biggest pet peeve?
Lately, I think I'd say that it's people who take forever to accelerate up to the speed limit after a red light. Either that or people who just refuse even to go the speed limit and just had to get in front of me. Stupid people.
[24] Do any of your friends have kids?
Acquaintances, yes, but I don't think any of my really close friends do. However, I could be wrong and forgetting about someone because I have a horrible memory. Oh, and my sister does, but she's my sister.
[25] Who called you last
That I actually talked to? My dad. That called me? Some random people calling me because they thought my number was in an employment ad (when, in reality, one of the 8s in my number was a 6 in the ad). Especially this one stupid guy.
[26] How many years older than you are you willing to date?
I don't know, I think I'd feel awkward with someone more than like five years older than me. But seeing as how I've never tried it, I guess I can't rule it out.
[27] Do you have any friends?
My mom says I'm special.
[28] Do you have any mean friends?
I have some mean ones. And some nice ones. But I'm mean too so it works out.
[29] what was your last text
Not sure. And my phone is currently out of battery so I can't check. But I'm sure it wasn't interesting.
[30] Have you ever liked someone who all your friends couldn't stand?
Probably, but they probably didn't know I liked him. haha. Sneaky...
[31] Have you ever felt like driving off a cliff?
I don't think so, but I have felt like ramming into the back of the car in front of me.
[32] Do you itch your ears?
I scratch them if they itch...
[33] What brand are the pant/jeans you're wearing right now?
St Johns Bay, courtesy of JCPenney
[34] How tall are you?
5'10"
[35] What is on your feet?
socks.
[36] Do you want to have kids?
yeah
[36] What is the brightest color you're wearing?
Does white count? If not, then...I do have a tiny bit of yellow on my shirt. Luckily it's supposed to be there, and it's not a stain or something.
[37] Who is your best friend?
Oh, I have several I think. Wouldn't pick just one.
[38] Do you like your dad?
That I do. Which I'm glad about.
[39] Do you have any TV shows on DVD?
I personally own the first seasons of American Dreams and Full House, and would like to own later seasons as well. (not entirely possible with American Dreams, as that's the only season currently out, and probably that will ever be out. sadly.)
[40] Are you wearing make up?
Actually, no. I discovered, with all the pink eye fun of the past month, that I don't burn people's eyes if I don't wear makeup! At least, not that anyone's told me yet. :-)
[41] Do you have a tattoo?
nuh-uh
[42] Do you know how to draw?
I can probably draw a bath, or perhaps the curtains (Amelia Bedelia, anyone?), but as for being artistic, not so much.
[43] Who is your hero?
Um...I don't really have one, I don't think.
[44] Who did you last IM?
Orange Katherine. Aka the Ponge. :-)
[45] Do you work a lot of hours?
In reality, not really.
[46] What do you do when you are stressed out?
I don't know. Watch TV?
[47] Who was the last person that called you?
I'm pretty sure we already had this conversation like twenty questions up...
[48] Is there anything you regret?
Definitely.
[49] Do you know where your family name originated from?
Germany
[50] Is there an animal that creeps you out?
Dogs. haha just kidding. Um...I don't know...well, those hairless chihuahua dogs (you know, the ones that keep winning the World's Ugliest Dog title) are pretty creepy looking...
Sunday, November 26, 2006
At least Christmas makes me happy
Firstly, I would like to point out that anything (well, give or take--I still don't like USC, and I still love Brady, etc) I wrote yesterday should be very much taken with a grain of salt. (What the heck does that phrase even mean?) So...yeah.
Driving home from work tonight, it was quite obvious that lots of people had been busy over this long weekend putting up Christmas lights. Lots of houses have them now, a lot more than the last time I drove home when it was dark. Whenever that was... Speaking of Christmas, I'm starting to get into it. Perhaps it's because I finally heard that loveliest of Christmas songs, the Band-Aid "feed the world" song or whatever it's called. Can't think of the title, but it's got great lyrics, and so touching. You know, like telling us about how there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime, because they're poor in Africa. And then I've also heard the song, and I can't sing it in my head at the moment because I've got BandAid filling up my head, but the one that says "christmas comes this time each year." I'm thinking it's Beatles, or possibly Beach Boys, or maybe Elton John. I don't think it's Elton john though. Eh whatever. Christmas songs are funny sometimes. Oh know what's really weird? The Christmas album we have to play at work sucks, first of all--it's got some good songs, and remakes of some good songs which is ok-ish with some exceptions, and then it's got some really crappy ones that make me forget it's supposed to be a Christmas album, and it's like they're just thrown in there to make sure that there's enough modern crap on the album. But anyway, one of the crappy remakes is a version of Santa Baby (and I swear, in the 8 hours I was at work today, I heard at least three but possibly four versions of Santa Baby from that one album. What the heck?) and it's sung by a guy. This just seems wrong to me. Isn't the whole point of Santa Baby to be flirting with Santa to get all this girly stereotypical stuff? Why on EARTH would a guy remake that song? I suppose I could be wrong, and it could be a girl who just sounds like a guy, but I really doubt it. I just so very much do not understand that one. One more Christmas music complaint and then I'll be done--two songs that at least KKLI likes to play at Christmas include "Last Christmas" ("I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away", that one) and...man I know there's another one, one that has like nothing to do with Christmas whatsoever but they mention Christmas at some point. They like to play those two at Christmas, yet they also play them the rest of the year as well. There's also a good chance I may be thinking of the same song. Either way, the point stands. They're crappy songs as Christmas songs and as regular songs. So there.
Dude I want to hear Eagle's Please Come Home for Christmas. LOVE that song! (Just thought of it because I went to check kkli's homepage to see their last 10 played songs, and also looked at their top ten played songs--interestingly, the first six are regular songs, and the last four are Christmas ones. I guess in a few days it'll all be Christmas songs, I'm assuming? Anyway, that one is on the list of the top 10 played.) I also want to watch Home Alone, which has that song in it (not sure if it's that version, but yeah). Christmas movies I need to watch in the next month or so (can you believe it's already almost December? Crazy!): Home Alone, possibly Home Alone 2, Miracle on 34th Street, Charlie Brown Christmas (of course), It's a Wonderful Life (of course!), A Christmas Story, ...man I'm blanking. I know there's more. Oh, Mr Magoo's Christmas Carol, haha that movie of Disney character Christmas vignettes (like with Mickey and the tree with the Chipmunks, the one with Santa Claus and his elves making toys, and then delivering them, that weird one with the couple ice skating and then the girl almost dies but then she doesn't, etc), Mickey's Christmas Carol, um...yeah all of them. I feel like I'm forgetting an important one. But you get the idea.
Work was bizarre today. I went in at 11 (was a little late because lately we've been having Fr Paul, or whoever, give the homily and then they'll have someone come up and talk for a few minutes about donating your time or money or bone marrow or something--all worthy causes, of course, but it kind of rubs me the wrong way when the homily is used like that sometimes, and then after Mass but before the final blessing we of course had announcements, which included two people coming up to give their individual announcements for stuff, and blah blah blah, yeah), and Hank came in at one and Michael left at one because he was feeling crappy (he was scheduled till five, but he's the manager so he kind of switches his hours sometimes as long as there's another manager working. Plus he was feeling crappy so no one will fault him for that). The rest of the day was the weird part. It was fairly busy, I'd say, I think we ended with over $2000 for the day despite at least $300 of returns, although even that still didn't make our goal for the day. We'd be really slow for awhile, and then like ten people would come in the store all at once. Not fun. And on top of that, we had all this weird stuff happen that neither of us really knew how to take care of. Ended up having to void three transactions and redo them, and in the whole rest of the time I've been working there I've only been around for one void. Anyway. I don't really know how to do a lot of that type of stuff, being just a sales associate, and Hank's only been working like two weeks and so hasn't encountered a lot yet. So anyway. It was interesting. I think we managed ok, but yeah. A little, or a lot, stressful. And then we had a couple come in like 45 minutes before we were going to close, and the woman tried on seriously like 30 jackets it seemed. And we kept having to check to see if we had this one in a medium, that one in a large, etc. They did end up buying two coats and a belt, which was good for me, but here's how they did it. First I was just going to ring it all up together. Logical, right? They'd get 3 $25 gift cards for the two jackets, since we give out one for every $125 right now. But then they told us they wanted to use the gift cards to pay for the jackets, but you can't use them on the same transaction. So we rang up the more expensive jacket, which was $2 off from them getting two gift cards, so they bought a $3 thing of extra picture windows for your wallet, or whatever they are. Rang that up. was going to ring up the second jacket, but they had started to look at belts, so I waited. Rang those two up together, gave them one more gift card since that purchase was eligible as well, used the first two on the second transaction, and was done. Come to find out, the guy wanted to use the third gift card on the belt. So we voided that second transaction, rang up the second coat, used the first two gift cards, gave him the third, finished that one, did the third transaction just with the belt, used the gift card, and finally was done. Ugh. Wouldn't have been nearly as annoying if they hadn't just finished looking when we should have been closing. So we didn't start ringing them up until 7. And then closing took awhile because we had to figure out what the heck we had done all day, and we were confused because there was less cash in the drawer than we're supposed to start each day with, but there must have been a return paid in cash or something so we were short. But we had exactly what the computer said we had, so that wasn't a problem. The only problem is how little change we have right now if people do pay in cash. Want lots of ones, anyone? Sigh. We didn't even get out of the store until 7:30. Which is when I should have been getting home, had it not been a ridiculously crazy day. Oh, and apparently in addition to the girl that got let go on Friday, another girl who hadn't even worked a day decided she didn't want to work here. I didn't know this until today. So yeah. Looks like I'll be getting more hours than I anticipated.
It is easy to spend 3 hours in a bookstore. Without even buying anything. And you can find out interesting things, like cool forgotten English words, and that I have a "conventional" personality type which means I should be in a job where I do things like paperwork. Boring stuff. Yet--I kind of agree. Either way, bookstores rule.
Patriots won. Obviously I didn't get to see it, but I'm quite glad they won. Kind of figured they would, since it's generally worked out that when a team I really care about loses, another team I'd root for will win. Or vice versa. Ok, maybe not every week, but more or less. Anyway. And I'm interested to watch the Broncos game next week (and I can! of course, in part because it's the night game) and see how Jay Cutler does. Really ambivalent about the Broncos in general, but I feel bad for Plummer. But at the same time, that's the way it goes sometimes, so it'll be interesting to see if Cutler's better. Seems to have worked well in the Cowboys, taking the veteran out and putting in a rookie (or just a non-starter or whatever).
I feel like I'm on the cusp of something. I don't like being on cusps. I much prefer being on one side or the other. Who knows what is on that other side?
Too many things still up in the air. I have a feeling, rational or not, that I won't know about housing for like three weeks at least. Boy do I hope I'm wrong (and that it's much less than that), but who knows. I'm also concerned that something else is going to go wrong between now and January regarding ND. Like I'll find out that I didn't do this or that, and as a result have screwed myself over. I just want to get back there and make it all work again and pretend this whole semester really didn't happen. More or less. But the pessimist in me thinks there'll be things I'll be regretting for awhile as a result of this semester. And I know, I know, who knows what my mindset would be, who I would be, had I not done this, but yeah.
I just want it all to work out. Pretty pointless worrying about it right now, as there's literally nothing I can do about any of it, as far as I can tell (aside from continually badgering the housing people, and people in charge of whatever else is still up in the air), other than pray of course. But I can't help but let worry come through every once in awhile. (and people who read this get to hear about it the most. Lucky you.)
Man I'm tired. I should go to bed. Two more weeks to go. Of school, I mean. And then I'll be able to sleep in the days I don't have to work. Haven't really slept in in awhile. Well, I guess I did Monday, or possibly Tuesday, forget which. Oh wait I had class Tuesday (and little sleep Monday night). So that'd be Monday. I wish I went to bed earlier most nights. So why don't I? Because I'm an idiot. Oh well. Maybe one of these days I'll grow up and out of the staying up late thing. It better be by next semester, as I'll be having 8:30 classes once again. And--what?!?!?--classes 4 days a week. Including Mondays and Fridays. Ah well. For now, it's time to go to sleeeeep.
Driving home from work tonight, it was quite obvious that lots of people had been busy over this long weekend putting up Christmas lights. Lots of houses have them now, a lot more than the last time I drove home when it was dark. Whenever that was... Speaking of Christmas, I'm starting to get into it. Perhaps it's because I finally heard that loveliest of Christmas songs, the Band-Aid "feed the world" song or whatever it's called. Can't think of the title, but it's got great lyrics, and so touching. You know, like telling us about how there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime, because they're poor in Africa. And then I've also heard the song, and I can't sing it in my head at the moment because I've got BandAid filling up my head, but the one that says "christmas comes this time each year." I'm thinking it's Beatles, or possibly Beach Boys, or maybe Elton John. I don't think it's Elton john though. Eh whatever. Christmas songs are funny sometimes. Oh know what's really weird? The Christmas album we have to play at work sucks, first of all--it's got some good songs, and remakes of some good songs which is ok-ish with some exceptions, and then it's got some really crappy ones that make me forget it's supposed to be a Christmas album, and it's like they're just thrown in there to make sure that there's enough modern crap on the album. But anyway, one of the crappy remakes is a version of Santa Baby (and I swear, in the 8 hours I was at work today, I heard at least three but possibly four versions of Santa Baby from that one album. What the heck?) and it's sung by a guy. This just seems wrong to me. Isn't the whole point of Santa Baby to be flirting with Santa to get all this girly stereotypical stuff? Why on EARTH would a guy remake that song? I suppose I could be wrong, and it could be a girl who just sounds like a guy, but I really doubt it. I just so very much do not understand that one. One more Christmas music complaint and then I'll be done--two songs that at least KKLI likes to play at Christmas include "Last Christmas" ("I gave you my heart but the very next day you gave it away", that one) and...man I know there's another one, one that has like nothing to do with Christmas whatsoever but they mention Christmas at some point. They like to play those two at Christmas, yet they also play them the rest of the year as well. There's also a good chance I may be thinking of the same song. Either way, the point stands. They're crappy songs as Christmas songs and as regular songs. So there.
Dude I want to hear Eagle's Please Come Home for Christmas. LOVE that song! (Just thought of it because I went to check kkli's homepage to see their last 10 played songs, and also looked at their top ten played songs--interestingly, the first six are regular songs, and the last four are Christmas ones. I guess in a few days it'll all be Christmas songs, I'm assuming? Anyway, that one is on the list of the top 10 played.) I also want to watch Home Alone, which has that song in it (not sure if it's that version, but yeah). Christmas movies I need to watch in the next month or so (can you believe it's already almost December? Crazy!): Home Alone, possibly Home Alone 2, Miracle on 34th Street, Charlie Brown Christmas (of course), It's a Wonderful Life (of course!), A Christmas Story, ...man I'm blanking. I know there's more. Oh, Mr Magoo's Christmas Carol, haha that movie of Disney character Christmas vignettes (like with Mickey and the tree with the Chipmunks, the one with Santa Claus and his elves making toys, and then delivering them, that weird one with the couple ice skating and then the girl almost dies but then she doesn't, etc), Mickey's Christmas Carol, um...yeah all of them. I feel like I'm forgetting an important one. But you get the idea.
Work was bizarre today. I went in at 11 (was a little late because lately we've been having Fr Paul, or whoever, give the homily and then they'll have someone come up and talk for a few minutes about donating your time or money or bone marrow or something--all worthy causes, of course, but it kind of rubs me the wrong way when the homily is used like that sometimes, and then after Mass but before the final blessing we of course had announcements, which included two people coming up to give their individual announcements for stuff, and blah blah blah, yeah), and Hank came in at one and Michael left at one because he was feeling crappy (he was scheduled till five, but he's the manager so he kind of switches his hours sometimes as long as there's another manager working. Plus he was feeling crappy so no one will fault him for that). The rest of the day was the weird part. It was fairly busy, I'd say, I think we ended with over $2000 for the day despite at least $300 of returns, although even that still didn't make our goal for the day. We'd be really slow for awhile, and then like ten people would come in the store all at once. Not fun. And on top of that, we had all this weird stuff happen that neither of us really knew how to take care of. Ended up having to void three transactions and redo them, and in the whole rest of the time I've been working there I've only been around for one void. Anyway. I don't really know how to do a lot of that type of stuff, being just a sales associate, and Hank's only been working like two weeks and so hasn't encountered a lot yet. So anyway. It was interesting. I think we managed ok, but yeah. A little, or a lot, stressful. And then we had a couple come in like 45 minutes before we were going to close, and the woman tried on seriously like 30 jackets it seemed. And we kept having to check to see if we had this one in a medium, that one in a large, etc. They did end up buying two coats and a belt, which was good for me, but here's how they did it. First I was just going to ring it all up together. Logical, right? They'd get 3 $25 gift cards for the two jackets, since we give out one for every $125 right now. But then they told us they wanted to use the gift cards to pay for the jackets, but you can't use them on the same transaction. So we rang up the more expensive jacket, which was $2 off from them getting two gift cards, so they bought a $3 thing of extra picture windows for your wallet, or whatever they are. Rang that up. was going to ring up the second jacket, but they had started to look at belts, so I waited. Rang those two up together, gave them one more gift card since that purchase was eligible as well, used the first two on the second transaction, and was done. Come to find out, the guy wanted to use the third gift card on the belt. So we voided that second transaction, rang up the second coat, used the first two gift cards, gave him the third, finished that one, did the third transaction just with the belt, used the gift card, and finally was done. Ugh. Wouldn't have been nearly as annoying if they hadn't just finished looking when we should have been closing. So we didn't start ringing them up until 7. And then closing took awhile because we had to figure out what the heck we had done all day, and we were confused because there was less cash in the drawer than we're supposed to start each day with, but there must have been a return paid in cash or something so we were short. But we had exactly what the computer said we had, so that wasn't a problem. The only problem is how little change we have right now if people do pay in cash. Want lots of ones, anyone? Sigh. We didn't even get out of the store until 7:30. Which is when I should have been getting home, had it not been a ridiculously crazy day. Oh, and apparently in addition to the girl that got let go on Friday, another girl who hadn't even worked a day decided she didn't want to work here. I didn't know this until today. So yeah. Looks like I'll be getting more hours than I anticipated.
It is easy to spend 3 hours in a bookstore. Without even buying anything. And you can find out interesting things, like cool forgotten English words, and that I have a "conventional" personality type which means I should be in a job where I do things like paperwork. Boring stuff. Yet--I kind of agree. Either way, bookstores rule.
Patriots won. Obviously I didn't get to see it, but I'm quite glad they won. Kind of figured they would, since it's generally worked out that when a team I really care about loses, another team I'd root for will win. Or vice versa. Ok, maybe not every week, but more or less. Anyway. And I'm interested to watch the Broncos game next week (and I can! of course, in part because it's the night game) and see how Jay Cutler does. Really ambivalent about the Broncos in general, but I feel bad for Plummer. But at the same time, that's the way it goes sometimes, so it'll be interesting to see if Cutler's better. Seems to have worked well in the Cowboys, taking the veteran out and putting in a rookie (or just a non-starter or whatever).
I feel like I'm on the cusp of something. I don't like being on cusps. I much prefer being on one side or the other. Who knows what is on that other side?
Too many things still up in the air. I have a feeling, rational or not, that I won't know about housing for like three weeks at least. Boy do I hope I'm wrong (and that it's much less than that), but who knows. I'm also concerned that something else is going to go wrong between now and January regarding ND. Like I'll find out that I didn't do this or that, and as a result have screwed myself over. I just want to get back there and make it all work again and pretend this whole semester really didn't happen. More or less. But the pessimist in me thinks there'll be things I'll be regretting for awhile as a result of this semester. And I know, I know, who knows what my mindset would be, who I would be, had I not done this, but yeah.
I just want it all to work out. Pretty pointless worrying about it right now, as there's literally nothing I can do about any of it, as far as I can tell (aside from continually badgering the housing people, and people in charge of whatever else is still up in the air), other than pray of course. But I can't help but let worry come through every once in awhile. (and people who read this get to hear about it the most. Lucky you.)
Man I'm tired. I should go to bed. Two more weeks to go. Of school, I mean. And then I'll be able to sleep in the days I don't have to work. Haven't really slept in in awhile. Well, I guess I did Monday, or possibly Tuesday, forget which. Oh wait I had class Tuesday (and little sleep Monday night). So that'd be Monday. I wish I went to bed earlier most nights. So why don't I? Because I'm an idiot. Oh well. Maybe one of these days I'll grow up and out of the staying up late thing. It better be by next semester, as I'll be having 8:30 classes once again. And--what?!?!?--classes 4 days a week. Including Mondays and Fridays. Ah well. For now, it's time to go to sleeeeep.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
On another note.
The guy who plays Ben (that's his name, right? The leader of the Others on LOST?) is just creepy. I'm watching one of the weekend syndicated reruns of Without a Trace, and he plays like a principal. And he's creepy. And as it turns out, looks like he's one of the bad guys in this episode. Can't imagine him playing anything other than a creepy bad guy.
Work was so slow today. I guess the whole company was down yesterday, basically. Not surprising, considering the lack of any doorbusters or sales or anything, combined with the higher prices compared to last year. Oh well. Beyond that, one of our sales associates was terminated yesterday for telling some random guy looking at a jacket that she'd give him her employee discount, because she thought we were supposed to do "anything for a sale." As a result, I'm picking up six more hours Friday. Don't want to, but couldn't pass up the opportunity for an extra...what's 7 times 6? 42? dollars. Whatever. In addition, today I discovered that the coupons, of which we (employees) all received five, I had in my "mailbox" yesterday were gone. They're for us to use next Sunday and Monday, for 40% off. Friends and family weekend, so we can give the extra four to friends and family and they get 40% off too. One time use only. But anyway, so they were in my folder thing yesterday, I remember, and now they're gone. And I know I didn't take them when I went home yesterday. So that's pretty crappy. So is having to work 8 hours tomorrow. But life goes on.
At least this week is fairly easy homework wise (if I decide to ignore the two large-ish papers I have due next Tuesday and Wednesday). I think I have a Latin test on Thursday which at this point I couldn't care less about right now, and Wednesday I think we're supposed to give like a summary of what our papers are about (the ones due next Wednesday), and the only reason that's a problem is because the teacher for that class has once again failed to do what he told us to do; namely, last Wednesday he told us he'd have responses to our abstracts back to us by about a week ago. I emailed him earlier this week to see what was going on with that, and he finally responded today by saying he's getting around to them, basically, and to email him back if I don't hear from him again in 48 hours. So, had he gotten back to us when he said he would, I would have had more time at least to figure out some sort of basic outline and whatnot much easier than the current situation. Because, while I don't forsee any problems with my topic, who knows. He might tell me to find something else. And now I can only hope that he continues with what he's been doing all semester, and not getting around to doing in class what he had told us we would be doing in each class. Seriously. It's ridiculous, and I could not be happier we only have two more left. It'd be really awesome if, the day the paper is due, we don't really have class. Not entirely hopeful on that, but who knows.
Two more weeks. Just two more weeks, and all you'll have to listen to is me complain about work. Not work and school.
For now, bed. I'm so beat. Being depressed does that...
Work was so slow today. I guess the whole company was down yesterday, basically. Not surprising, considering the lack of any doorbusters or sales or anything, combined with the higher prices compared to last year. Oh well. Beyond that, one of our sales associates was terminated yesterday for telling some random guy looking at a jacket that she'd give him her employee discount, because she thought we were supposed to do "anything for a sale." As a result, I'm picking up six more hours Friday. Don't want to, but couldn't pass up the opportunity for an extra...what's 7 times 6? 42? dollars. Whatever. In addition, today I discovered that the coupons, of which we (employees) all received five, I had in my "mailbox" yesterday were gone. They're for us to use next Sunday and Monday, for 40% off. Friends and family weekend, so we can give the extra four to friends and family and they get 40% off too. One time use only. But anyway, so they were in my folder thing yesterday, I remember, and now they're gone. And I know I didn't take them when I went home yesterday. So that's pretty crappy. So is having to work 8 hours tomorrow. But life goes on.
At least this week is fairly easy homework wise (if I decide to ignore the two large-ish papers I have due next Tuesday and Wednesday). I think I have a Latin test on Thursday which at this point I couldn't care less about right now, and Wednesday I think we're supposed to give like a summary of what our papers are about (the ones due next Wednesday), and the only reason that's a problem is because the teacher for that class has once again failed to do what he told us to do; namely, last Wednesday he told us he'd have responses to our abstracts back to us by about a week ago. I emailed him earlier this week to see what was going on with that, and he finally responded today by saying he's getting around to them, basically, and to email him back if I don't hear from him again in 48 hours. So, had he gotten back to us when he said he would, I would have had more time at least to figure out some sort of basic outline and whatnot much easier than the current situation. Because, while I don't forsee any problems with my topic, who knows. He might tell me to find something else. And now I can only hope that he continues with what he's been doing all semester, and not getting around to doing in class what he had told us we would be doing in each class. Seriously. It's ridiculous, and I could not be happier we only have two more left. It'd be really awesome if, the day the paper is due, we don't really have class. Not entirely hopeful on that, but who knows.
Two more weeks. Just two more weeks, and all you'll have to listen to is me complain about work. Not work and school.
For now, bed. I'm so beat. Being depressed does that...
A little later
I keep thinking that, if only I were a better person, God might have listened to my constant pleas throughout the entire game (literally) and gave us some sort of miracle comeback. If only I weren't so petty, weren't so mean, weren't so...ungrateful. Things might have turned out better. Yeah, I know that I'm not being entirely rational, but I don't care. ND deserved so much better tonight. Although, that's not to say that there weren't numerous faults by many on the ND side. Coaches, players, me. Ha. Man. Man.
Here's all I can think right now. One: I desperately miss Notre Dame. I can't wait to get back. Two: I can only hope now that I could only get one of two things--a place on campus again next semester, or ND winning tonight--and for whatever reason, God's giving me the first. Man, I better get a spot on campus. Not that God owes me, but man...I can't help but feel like that. Ridiculous as it is, I know. Like I said (or perhaps didn't, but it's true), I'm not exactly rational right now. Three: It better snow this week. And hopefully quite a bit in this next month.
Only thing about the game that made me laugh, pretty much, was a line after SC scored one of their last TDs: "The road to Glendale is paved with Trojans." It was so irritating listening to those announcers all game, but man that was a beauty. And not for the reason it was meant. I mean, objectively it's funny no matter how you look at it, but it's also funny because it really kind of doesn't make a whole lot of sense if you think about it. Had it been us going up yet one more score, maybe it would have. I don't know.
I almost wish I were prone to getting drunk. Or at least drinking alcohol in general. Or liking beer. Might make tonight better. Although, probably wouldn't make tomorrow very good, and I'm sure it'll be bad enough as it is.
I'm going to miss Brady and Samardjiza so very much next year. And Landri and Abiamiri. And man do I hope Carlson comes back. Who knows though. Next year's team could surprise us all, but at this point most are expecting like 7-5, 8-4. Not great. But that's what happens when you have 8 (give or take) guys who will be seniors next year, and not many more current sophs, which leaves a LOT of very inexperienced players. We can only hope that we can get recruiting back to...well, at least better than it has been. But it's hard to overturn years of crappy coaching and trying to run the ND name into the ground. I just hope Weis is up to it (and I really think he is).
I'm sorry. I know, it's just a football game. But I'm allowed to be sad. Honestly, it wouldn't be as bad if this hadn't been Brady's (and all the other seniors, etc) last chance against USC, and last regular-season game. He's my college QB. Next year will just be so weird.
Tomorrow's another day, I guess. We'll all survive and move on.
Here's all I can think right now. One: I desperately miss Notre Dame. I can't wait to get back. Two: I can only hope now that I could only get one of two things--a place on campus again next semester, or ND winning tonight--and for whatever reason, God's giving me the first. Man, I better get a spot on campus. Not that God owes me, but man...I can't help but feel like that. Ridiculous as it is, I know. Like I said (or perhaps didn't, but it's true), I'm not exactly rational right now. Three: It better snow this week. And hopefully quite a bit in this next month.
Only thing about the game that made me laugh, pretty much, was a line after SC scored one of their last TDs: "The road to Glendale is paved with Trojans." It was so irritating listening to those announcers all game, but man that was a beauty. And not for the reason it was meant. I mean, objectively it's funny no matter how you look at it, but it's also funny because it really kind of doesn't make a whole lot of sense if you think about it. Had it been us going up yet one more score, maybe it would have. I don't know.
I almost wish I were prone to getting drunk. Or at least drinking alcohol in general. Or liking beer. Might make tonight better. Although, probably wouldn't make tomorrow very good, and I'm sure it'll be bad enough as it is.
I'm going to miss Brady and Samardjiza so very much next year. And Landri and Abiamiri. And man do I hope Carlson comes back. Who knows though. Next year's team could surprise us all, but at this point most are expecting like 7-5, 8-4. Not great. But that's what happens when you have 8 (give or take) guys who will be seniors next year, and not many more current sophs, which leaves a LOT of very inexperienced players. We can only hope that we can get recruiting back to...well, at least better than it has been. But it's hard to overturn years of crappy coaching and trying to run the ND name into the ground. I just hope Weis is up to it (and I really think he is).
I'm sorry. I know, it's just a football game. But I'm allowed to be sad. Honestly, it wouldn't be as bad if this hadn't been Brady's (and all the other seniors, etc) last chance against USC, and last regular-season game. He's my college QB. Next year will just be so weird.
Tomorrow's another day, I guess. We'll all survive and move on.
That's that
Well.
All I can say is, I feel so unbelievably bad for Brady. No one can say that he isn't a good QB. He played his heart out tonight. I can't believe how many dropped passes our receivers and whatnot had tonight. Seriously. Because the Heisman has become a joke, he won't win. But he'll get what he deserves come draft time, as no one can argue he doesn't deserve to be the first draft pick. Now, we just have to hope he doesn't get stuck in a vacuum of talent in a team like the Raiders or Detroit. Poor Brady. I love him. He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to go 0-4 against SC. It's like lots of people have said--it's amazing we made it as far as we did with the talent (or lack thereof) Brady has around him. Screw whichever announcer said that we can thank Ty for having 5 potential first round draft picks. It's Ty's fault we have very few good players. And next year will be even worse, with like 8 juniors (who will be seniors next year). And, it must be said, Ty didn't even recruit Brady. He was recruiting Ndukwe, who played with Brady in high school, and when Ndukwe went up to visit ND, he and his dad convinced Brady to come too. And now here we are. Ndukwe and his dad recruited Brady, not Ty. Gar.
God this sucks. I know, it's just a football game, but...it's not. And it's not for those players either, especially the seniors. Man we could have used Carlson tonight. And we could have used Rhema, who dropped a few passes that would have resulted in 1st downs and touchdowns.
So painful. Poor Brady. Seriously. What an awesome guy he is.
Excuse me while I go cry. More for Brady than anything. (Brady and a few other players.)
All I can say is, I feel so unbelievably bad for Brady. No one can say that he isn't a good QB. He played his heart out tonight. I can't believe how many dropped passes our receivers and whatnot had tonight. Seriously. Because the Heisman has become a joke, he won't win. But he'll get what he deserves come draft time, as no one can argue he doesn't deserve to be the first draft pick. Now, we just have to hope he doesn't get stuck in a vacuum of talent in a team like the Raiders or Detroit. Poor Brady. I love him. He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to go 0-4 against SC. It's like lots of people have said--it's amazing we made it as far as we did with the talent (or lack thereof) Brady has around him. Screw whichever announcer said that we can thank Ty for having 5 potential first round draft picks. It's Ty's fault we have very few good players. And next year will be even worse, with like 8 juniors (who will be seniors next year). And, it must be said, Ty didn't even recruit Brady. He was recruiting Ndukwe, who played with Brady in high school, and when Ndukwe went up to visit ND, he and his dad convinced Brady to come too. And now here we are. Ndukwe and his dad recruited Brady, not Ty. Gar.
God this sucks. I know, it's just a football game, but...it's not. And it's not for those players either, especially the seniors. Man we could have used Carlson tonight. And we could have used Rhema, who dropped a few passes that would have resulted in 1st downs and touchdowns.
So painful. Poor Brady. Seriously. What an awesome guy he is.
Excuse me while I go cry. More for Brady than anything. (Brady and a few other players.)
Friday, November 24, 2006
I'm obsessed, not rational.
I wish that Sunday's NFL night game was Pats-Bears. Apparently at the time that NBC picked the night game, Colts-Eagles looked good because Colts were still undefeated and Eagles still had McNabb. Not so anymore, on either count. Now the Pats-Bears game is the big game this Sunday. If it were Sunday night I'd be able to watch as I'll be home around 7:30 from work, but since it's in the afternoon I'll miss the whole thing. And that makes me sad. Particularly because Patriot games aren't always aired here. Oh well. I'll survive.
The more important game is tomorrow night, anyway, and I made sure not to be working tomorrow night. I am soooooooooo nervous and excited for it. I really think it'll be a great game, and I really think the Irish will do things a lot of people aren't expecting (like, give USC a run for their money, and then some). I mean, I think our guys know that there's very little, if any, chance of making it to the NC. This game, for them, is their NC. A win over our biggest rival would, I think, be almost as satisfying as a win in the NC. Not quite, but close. We haven't beat them since 2001. Then came three 31 point losses in a row, and then last year. These guys want this. I am so excited. Very nervous, too, but I won't believe them capable of losing tomorrow until the clock winds down to zero. At which point we won't be losing. Hey, I never said I was rational or logical about ND football. No one thinks we can win.
Which is exactly why we will.
(And also why tomorrow will be SOOOOOO long until the game!)
The more important game is tomorrow night, anyway, and I made sure not to be working tomorrow night. I am soooooooooo nervous and excited for it. I really think it'll be a great game, and I really think the Irish will do things a lot of people aren't expecting (like, give USC a run for their money, and then some). I mean, I think our guys know that there's very little, if any, chance of making it to the NC. This game, for them, is their NC. A win over our biggest rival would, I think, be almost as satisfying as a win in the NC. Not quite, but close. We haven't beat them since 2001. Then came three 31 point losses in a row, and then last year. These guys want this. I am so excited. Very nervous, too, but I won't believe them capable of losing tomorrow until the clock winds down to zero. At which point we won't be losing. Hey, I never said I was rational or logical about ND football. No one thinks we can win.
Which is exactly why we will.
(And also why tomorrow will be SOOOOOO long until the game!)
Thursday, November 23, 2006
A few things
Firstly, I think I want to get a greatest hits of The Police. Like this one or something. They rock.
I want to see For Your Consideration.
I found my retainer. Similar to the windows media thing, it was stupid on my part that I didn't find it sooner. It was in a place that I kept thinking I should check, but instead of checking I dismissed because "Oh, it won't be there." Ok I'll just tell you. It was in my laundry basket, which has clean clothes that I haven't put away, even though they've been there far longer than they should. I'm just too lazy to do anything with them. Resulting in wrinkled clothes, well, a few anyway. I only found it today because I couldn't find a shirt I wanted to wear. (And yes, the bobbie pins were with it, as was my Lord of the Rings book which I realized yesterday in all my searching for the retainer that I didn't know where it was either. I suck. Oh well.)
There's an 8GB Creative Zen Micro MP3 player on sale tomorrow at Circuit City for like $130. That's exactly the MP3 player I've wanted, but at a cheaper price than I've seen (obviously). When I first saw it in the ad this morning, I got a little bit excited. But then after thinking about it, because I suppose I could ask for it for Christmas, I realized that I really don't want it. I mean, I do kind of want an MP3 player, and one with that many GBs, but...I don't know. My desire for one has definitely waned. I really don't think I'd use it that often. I might, I don't really know, but yeah. So I think I'm going to pass on even asking my dad to attempt to get it tomorrow morning. (He is going to Circuit City early in the morning because we need a new computer, so he could try.) There are two things there that I do want though, if he can get them--a 1GB memory card for my camera for a whopping 4 bucks (regularly like $60), and a 1GB flash drive thing for like $3. Also regularly $60. I don't know how fast those are gonna go, but that'd be pretty nice to get. And for ridiculously cheap prices. I mean, I think they're rebates, but yeah. So. We'll see. I think he's going to attempt to get them, but you never know. People get crazy the day after Thanksgiving. In years past, I have gone out with my sister and stuff early in the morning, so I am kind of sad that I'll miss out on that tradition this year, but honestly I'm also kind of glad that I have an excuse not to go. But, haha, there is one store I'd like to go to their doorbuster (but it's while I'm working, obviously), because they're doing 25% off everything--and I doubt it'll be crazy. It's Michaels. I saw the ad this morning, and said something like "Aw, man" because I couldn't go, and Tom laughed at me and said that's the first time he's ever heard of anyone looking at a Michaels ad and being sad they couldn't go to the sale. Or something like that. Anyway. It was partially because I just went there yesterday and bought some yarn, but yeah. If I wasn't working, I might go and just stock up on some yarn, but I don't know if I'd want to do that because I don't really have plans for anything (besides what I'm currently working on) so I wouldn't know how much of anything to get. But anyway.
Which brings me to my next point. I soo sooooo hope that people are more focused on electronics and good sales and stuff tomorrow morning, and not leather. There's no reason for them to come to our store at 6 in the morning, really. We're not doing door busters, we're not even having a sale tomorrow. Just a thing we've been doing all week, which is get a $25 gift card when you spend $125. So I'm hoping it won't be crazy. At least not initially. If it gets a little busy later on in the day, like maybe 8 or 9, I'll be much more ok with that. Because before 9am, it's just me and Brenda. At 9, Hank comes in, and at 10:30, Michael comes in. So yeah. If me and Brenda can survive those first three hours, we'll be ok I think. Although, there's another factor that could make tomorrow really suck, but hopefully it won't be bad. Anyway.
I think I'm going to aim for waking up at like 4 tomorrow. Which pretty much sucks. Oh well.
Today was a good day. Even though we did all miss Peter. Maybe next year we can all be together again. Who knows.
I want to see For Your Consideration.
I found my retainer. Similar to the windows media thing, it was stupid on my part that I didn't find it sooner. It was in a place that I kept thinking I should check, but instead of checking I dismissed because "Oh, it won't be there." Ok I'll just tell you. It was in my laundry basket, which has clean clothes that I haven't put away, even though they've been there far longer than they should. I'm just too lazy to do anything with them. Resulting in wrinkled clothes, well, a few anyway. I only found it today because I couldn't find a shirt I wanted to wear. (And yes, the bobbie pins were with it, as was my Lord of the Rings book which I realized yesterday in all my searching for the retainer that I didn't know where it was either. I suck. Oh well.)
There's an 8GB Creative Zen Micro MP3 player on sale tomorrow at Circuit City for like $130. That's exactly the MP3 player I've wanted, but at a cheaper price than I've seen (obviously). When I first saw it in the ad this morning, I got a little bit excited. But then after thinking about it, because I suppose I could ask for it for Christmas, I realized that I really don't want it. I mean, I do kind of want an MP3 player, and one with that many GBs, but...I don't know. My desire for one has definitely waned. I really don't think I'd use it that often. I might, I don't really know, but yeah. So I think I'm going to pass on even asking my dad to attempt to get it tomorrow morning. (He is going to Circuit City early in the morning because we need a new computer, so he could try.) There are two things there that I do want though, if he can get them--a 1GB memory card for my camera for a whopping 4 bucks (regularly like $60), and a 1GB flash drive thing for like $3. Also regularly $60. I don't know how fast those are gonna go, but that'd be pretty nice to get. And for ridiculously cheap prices. I mean, I think they're rebates, but yeah. So. We'll see. I think he's going to attempt to get them, but you never know. People get crazy the day after Thanksgiving. In years past, I have gone out with my sister and stuff early in the morning, so I am kind of sad that I'll miss out on that tradition this year, but honestly I'm also kind of glad that I have an excuse not to go. But, haha, there is one store I'd like to go to their doorbuster (but it's while I'm working, obviously), because they're doing 25% off everything--and I doubt it'll be crazy. It's Michaels. I saw the ad this morning, and said something like "Aw, man" because I couldn't go, and Tom laughed at me and said that's the first time he's ever heard of anyone looking at a Michaels ad and being sad they couldn't go to the sale. Or something like that. Anyway. It was partially because I just went there yesterday and bought some yarn, but yeah. If I wasn't working, I might go and just stock up on some yarn, but I don't know if I'd want to do that because I don't really have plans for anything (besides what I'm currently working on) so I wouldn't know how much of anything to get. But anyway.
Which brings me to my next point. I soo sooooo hope that people are more focused on electronics and good sales and stuff tomorrow morning, and not leather. There's no reason for them to come to our store at 6 in the morning, really. We're not doing door busters, we're not even having a sale tomorrow. Just a thing we've been doing all week, which is get a $25 gift card when you spend $125. So I'm hoping it won't be crazy. At least not initially. If it gets a little busy later on in the day, like maybe 8 or 9, I'll be much more ok with that. Because before 9am, it's just me and Brenda. At 9, Hank comes in, and at 10:30, Michael comes in. So yeah. If me and Brenda can survive those first three hours, we'll be ok I think. Although, there's another factor that could make tomorrow really suck, but hopefully it won't be bad. Anyway.
I think I'm going to aim for waking up at like 4 tomorrow. Which pretty much sucks. Oh well.
Today was a good day. Even though we did all miss Peter. Maybe next year we can all be together again. Who knows.
Ah, Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving + turkey tryptophan stuff (ok I have no idea how to spell it and am too lazy to look it up right now) + 2 wine coolers during dinner = one very happy, loosey-goosey Susie. hehe
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Susie: 1. Windows Media: 0.
So, I'm pretty sure I've written on here about how I couldn't get my Windows Media to play stuff related to the Internet. I got fed up with it tonight and just wanted to FIX IT ALREADY! So I was looking around on the options section of the player, and eventually found something that said "Connect to the Internet." And for some inexplicable reason, it wasn't clicked. So at some point in the last two months somewhere, it somehow got unclicked, because I wasn't having this problem two or less months ago. Anyway. So I clicked it, and...it works! I feel a little stupid for not figuring it out sooner, but hey, it's working now and that's what matters. yay!
Now I'm hoping that my luck of tonight will carry over in another way. I realized last night that I have absolutely no idea where my invisalign retainer is. You know, the thing that I haven't been able to fit on my teeth for awhile. I had an appointment today, though, so having it would be a good thing. After looking last night, and again this morning, I just gave up and went to Foy's, where he told me this thing to do that he assured me would make it fit (basically putting it in my mouth and biting down on it for an hour. Sounds fun, no?). Seeing that I was skeptical (as I am), he told me to come back in a week with the retainer and he'd show me or something. Although, it's not like I don't understand what he means. Anyway. So I really just want to find it and try this apparently magic trick and get it to fit before next week so I don't have to go back. Well, for at least another few weeks anyway. However, despite turning my room upside down, as well as the bathroom, as well as any other logical place I would think it might be, I cannot for the life of me find the stupid thing. It's really frustrating. But then I also discovered another thing missing while doing my search in the bathroom. I had a thing of bobbie pins that still had quite a number of pins on it, and I just noticed that it's gone. And I have no idea where that could be either. And I don't know when the last time I saw it is. Same with the retainer. I think I've seen it since like going to ND, but I honestly don't know for sure. And the fact that the bobbie pins are gone too is really head scratching. If it was just the retainer, that's one thing. But yeah. I don't know. I really really dislike when I can't find things. Really messes with me. So this is really messing with me. And reminding me just how annoying it is that I lost my silver heart ring thingy during the...UCLA game? (While watching it at home. Which makes far less sense. It was on the couch, and then...it disappeared. And I really miss it and wish I could find it.) I very very much dislike this. I guess it's not the end of the world if I don't find my retainer, but it'll bug me for a long time I think. (And the bobbie pins I really don't care about since I do have others, it's just the fact that they're missing in the first place.) Argh. I have absolutely no idea what could have happened to it. No, you know what, I'm almost 100% certain I saw it in my suitcase after we got back from ND. Where the heck could it have gone? Sigh. Perhaps I'll find it randomly tomorrow. St. Anthony's pretty amazing, and I've been praying that little St. Anthony prayer all day...we'll see.
In other news, I want to wear mascara and stuff tomorrow. And as I'm pretty sure I mentioned two weeks ago, I bought new mascara and eyeliner once my pink eye was healed (oh, if only), and wore it just one day. Because the next day I had a feeling the pink eye was coming back. But to be honest, I was suspecting it even the day I wore it. But chose to ignore it. So now, I'm faced with a dilemma. Pay another 10 bucks or so to buy new mascara and eyeliner (once again...stupid makeup), or wear the stuff I got and risk the chance of getting pink eye. Again. I don't really want to pay another ten bucks, but...argh. Although, let's think about this. Say I be cheap, and go for the possibly infected stuff. I get pink eye again (along with the distinction of being what I'm sure is one of a very few people who have gotten pink eye three times in a one month time span). I have a little bit of those drops left, but I'm not sure if it'd be enough for another three/four times a day five days in a row treatment, which might mean another trip to the doctor (to get another prescription for it), along with the new stuff, and those two together would probably cost more than it would to buy new mascara etc. Whatever. I'm so tempted just to use it though. The stuff I wore that one day. Oh well.
I think my glasses need to be adjusted slightly. When I wear them, they're not even. Like, one eye is slightly lower than the other, which is more than a little bit annoying sometimes. I really think my ears must be uneven. Glasses never sit right. So I guess the solution, with my real glasses anyway (as opposed to sun glasses) is to go to my eye doctor. Which Mom's been bugging me to do for awhile anyway, as I was technically supposed to go this summer. Guess I should make an appointment soon.
Today was such a good day, for no real reason. Woke up, looked for my retainer, went to Foy's, sat around, looked for my retainer, went to Chipotle!, played Guitar Hero with Tom, went to Starbucks and Michaels with Cathy, etc. Looked through an ND stuff catalog, which is always fun because they have some really weird stuff. Like a kid's shirt that has Oscar the Grouch's face, with "Notre Dame" above it. I don't really know what that means. And then there's always the old favorite, the gold brick signed by former QB Tony Rice. I mean...what? Who would buy a gold brick? I dunno. Anyway. Fun stuff. I want to get a door knocker that has ND on it, but our door has a little window right where a knocker normally would go. So what I think we should do is get two, one for either side of the window, and then our door could have a pair of knockers! haha. Get it? ok sorry. I was in a very hyper and easily amused state when I was looking through that catalogue, so I thought it was funny. Wait, is it catalog or catalogue? Anyway.
Last night, out of nowhere, I wanted to watch Dino-Riders. Anyone heard of that? It's pretty sweet. I don't know if it was just this movie we have, or like a series or something, but yeah. Circa 1980s cartoons. Awesome stuff. And I'm not really sure if I'm serious. Ok apparently it was a TV series. If you haven't, you should definitely try to watch it. After looking around at stuff for a minute, I think what we have on tape is the first episode. I want to find it.
Um, so apparently almost four out of every ten babies (37%) born in 2005 were born to unmarried parents. And, surprisingly or not, the highest increase lately has been in women in their 20s. Teen pregnancies are apparently declining somewhat. But yeah. Man. Fifty years from now, maybe the majority of babies born will be to unmarried parents. Wouldn't surprise me. Oh, just by chance I read an article that said last year in France, 59% of babies were born out-of-wedlock. Guess I don't have to wait fifty years.
It really needs to snow soon. It won't feel like Christmas season until the temperature drops, at least, if it continues to refuse to snow. I don't think I'd ever be able to live in a warm-weather place. I would hate it. Now, North Dakota or Montana? Definitely.
I just heard this, about the Tom Cruise-Katie Holmes wedding. Must be a cool priest. And apparently, according to a comment someone left in the blog I was reading where I heard about this in the first place, Andrea Bocelli, who was at the wedding, didn't sing during the ceremony because he's Catholic. He did sing at the reception, but yeah. Interesting. I don't know if that's true or not, but still interesting.
So, the current poll up at espn's homepage is "Which game are you most looking forward to watching over the Thanksgiving weekend?" They include: Broncos at Chiefs, LSU at Arkansas, Notre Dame at USC, and Bears at Patriots. 62%, of a lot of people, have ND at USC. Second is Bears at Patriots (which I wish I could watch, but no, I have to work 9 freaking hours on Sunday), with 18%. Really matters not at all, but it still makes me a little happy.
Bad idea: starting a knitting project after 10pm. Especially if you're me and can't stop easily once you start.
I need to go to sleep. ahh!!!
Now I'm hoping that my luck of tonight will carry over in another way. I realized last night that I have absolutely no idea where my invisalign retainer is. You know, the thing that I haven't been able to fit on my teeth for awhile. I had an appointment today, though, so having it would be a good thing. After looking last night, and again this morning, I just gave up and went to Foy's, where he told me this thing to do that he assured me would make it fit (basically putting it in my mouth and biting down on it for an hour. Sounds fun, no?). Seeing that I was skeptical (as I am), he told me to come back in a week with the retainer and he'd show me or something. Although, it's not like I don't understand what he means. Anyway. So I really just want to find it and try this apparently magic trick and get it to fit before next week so I don't have to go back. Well, for at least another few weeks anyway. However, despite turning my room upside down, as well as the bathroom, as well as any other logical place I would think it might be, I cannot for the life of me find the stupid thing. It's really frustrating. But then I also discovered another thing missing while doing my search in the bathroom. I had a thing of bobbie pins that still had quite a number of pins on it, and I just noticed that it's gone. And I have no idea where that could be either. And I don't know when the last time I saw it is. Same with the retainer. I think I've seen it since like going to ND, but I honestly don't know for sure. And the fact that the bobbie pins are gone too is really head scratching. If it was just the retainer, that's one thing. But yeah. I don't know. I really really dislike when I can't find things. Really messes with me. So this is really messing with me. And reminding me just how annoying it is that I lost my silver heart ring thingy during the...UCLA game? (While watching it at home. Which makes far less sense. It was on the couch, and then...it disappeared. And I really miss it and wish I could find it.) I very very much dislike this. I guess it's not the end of the world if I don't find my retainer, but it'll bug me for a long time I think. (And the bobbie pins I really don't care about since I do have others, it's just the fact that they're missing in the first place.) Argh. I have absolutely no idea what could have happened to it. No, you know what, I'm almost 100% certain I saw it in my suitcase after we got back from ND. Where the heck could it have gone? Sigh. Perhaps I'll find it randomly tomorrow. St. Anthony's pretty amazing, and I've been praying that little St. Anthony prayer all day...we'll see.
In other news, I want to wear mascara and stuff tomorrow. And as I'm pretty sure I mentioned two weeks ago, I bought new mascara and eyeliner once my pink eye was healed (oh, if only), and wore it just one day. Because the next day I had a feeling the pink eye was coming back. But to be honest, I was suspecting it even the day I wore it. But chose to ignore it. So now, I'm faced with a dilemma. Pay another 10 bucks or so to buy new mascara and eyeliner (once again...stupid makeup), or wear the stuff I got and risk the chance of getting pink eye. Again. I don't really want to pay another ten bucks, but...argh. Although, let's think about this. Say I be cheap, and go for the possibly infected stuff. I get pink eye again (along with the distinction of being what I'm sure is one of a very few people who have gotten pink eye three times in a one month time span). I have a little bit of those drops left, but I'm not sure if it'd be enough for another three/four times a day five days in a row treatment, which might mean another trip to the doctor (to get another prescription for it), along with the new stuff, and those two together would probably cost more than it would to buy new mascara etc. Whatever. I'm so tempted just to use it though. The stuff I wore that one day. Oh well.
I think my glasses need to be adjusted slightly. When I wear them, they're not even. Like, one eye is slightly lower than the other, which is more than a little bit annoying sometimes. I really think my ears must be uneven. Glasses never sit right. So I guess the solution, with my real glasses anyway (as opposed to sun glasses) is to go to my eye doctor. Which Mom's been bugging me to do for awhile anyway, as I was technically supposed to go this summer. Guess I should make an appointment soon.
Today was such a good day, for no real reason. Woke up, looked for my retainer, went to Foy's, sat around, looked for my retainer, went to Chipotle!, played Guitar Hero with Tom, went to Starbucks and Michaels with Cathy, etc. Looked through an ND stuff catalog, which is always fun because they have some really weird stuff. Like a kid's shirt that has Oscar the Grouch's face, with "Notre Dame" above it. I don't really know what that means. And then there's always the old favorite, the gold brick signed by former QB Tony Rice. I mean...what? Who would buy a gold brick? I dunno. Anyway. Fun stuff. I want to get a door knocker that has ND on it, but our door has a little window right where a knocker normally would go. So what I think we should do is get two, one for either side of the window, and then our door could have a pair of knockers! haha. Get it? ok sorry. I was in a very hyper and easily amused state when I was looking through that catalogue, so I thought it was funny. Wait, is it catalog or catalogue? Anyway.
Last night, out of nowhere, I wanted to watch Dino-Riders. Anyone heard of that? It's pretty sweet. I don't know if it was just this movie we have, or like a series or something, but yeah. Circa 1980s cartoons. Awesome stuff. And I'm not really sure if I'm serious. Ok apparently it was a TV series. If you haven't, you should definitely try to watch it. After looking around at stuff for a minute, I think what we have on tape is the first episode. I want to find it.
Um, so apparently almost four out of every ten babies (37%) born in 2005 were born to unmarried parents. And, surprisingly or not, the highest increase lately has been in women in their 20s. Teen pregnancies are apparently declining somewhat. But yeah. Man. Fifty years from now, maybe the majority of babies born will be to unmarried parents. Wouldn't surprise me. Oh, just by chance I read an article that said last year in France, 59% of babies were born out-of-wedlock. Guess I don't have to wait fifty years.
It really needs to snow soon. It won't feel like Christmas season until the temperature drops, at least, if it continues to refuse to snow. I don't think I'd ever be able to live in a warm-weather place. I would hate it. Now, North Dakota or Montana? Definitely.
I just heard this, about the Tom Cruise-Katie Holmes wedding. Must be a cool priest. And apparently, according to a comment someone left in the blog I was reading where I heard about this in the first place, Andrea Bocelli, who was at the wedding, didn't sing during the ceremony because he's Catholic. He did sing at the reception, but yeah. Interesting. I don't know if that's true or not, but still interesting.
So, the current poll up at espn's homepage is "Which game are you most looking forward to watching over the Thanksgiving weekend?" They include: Broncos at Chiefs, LSU at Arkansas, Notre Dame at USC, and Bears at Patriots. 62%, of a lot of people, have ND at USC. Second is Bears at Patriots (which I wish I could watch, but no, I have to work 9 freaking hours on Sunday), with 18%. Really matters not at all, but it still makes me a little happy.
Bad idea: starting a knitting project after 10pm. Especially if you're me and can't stop easily once you start.
I need to go to sleep. ahh!!!
Interesting day
Today's been interesting. Sleep pattern/schedule was slightly set off kilter thanks to the paper thing, but could have been worse. Had some interesting dreams, involving things like ND football (and for some reason particularly Landri, which is weird. Although perhaps not because I was reading a thread about him last night I think, or yesterday at some point, and there were some funny comments in there), as well as...hm now I don't remember. Just really random stuff that was in my head when I went to sleep. They weren't like regular dreams either, like stories or whatnot, they were just kind of like...I don't know. The football related ones were more or less thinking about the game this weekend, and wondering if there's any chance we might still make the national championship. Anyway. It was weird.
School was fairly normal, although I kept feeling kind of deja vu-y in some classes. Got out of history early enough to make it to Mass and then go to confession. Always nice. Confession is wonderful. And I must say, I greatly enjoy confessionals that include an act of contrition somewhere you can see it. For some reason I can never remember it. Anyway. English was a pain, of course, and involved my teacher seeming to criticize, in a roundabout deflecting way, people whose upbringing and values cause them not to want to read books that contain harsh, offensive language and situations. Said he feels bad because it "restricts" those people. It was all I could do not to roll my eyes constantly while he was on this little attempt (which took like half an hour) to justify almost any literature out there that some may consider offensive. And apparently, if a book is written really well and by a great author who's "critically acclaimed" and whatnot, it excuses the use of offensive language and offensive...other stuff. Rather irritating. Why is it that the books that tend to be deemed "classics" are always depressing and whatnot? Anyway. We got our most recent essay exams back at the end of class, and he brought my grade down a little (I still got a B, which is fine) because, according to him, I didn't answer the question well enough. Which would be fine, except the question was "Do you agree with this thing". I won't go into the whole what it's about, but it was a "do you agree" question. How can you say I answered it wrong because I didn't go into the other side too, even though it wouldn't have fit or made sense with how I answered the question. I don't know. I'm not entirely a fan of this guy, in case you didn't know. Eventually I got out of that class though, and then called Lauren and talked to her for awhile before Latin. In Latin we listened to Latin music, because apparently she hadn't planned on us doing anything today anyway. I would have preferred to know this and then been able just to stay home, but what are you gonna do. At least we did get to listen to one Gregorian chant, the Our Father, and it made me smell incense just hearing it. Latin church music and incense just go hand in hand.
Went over to Kaleena's tonight, as did Kristina, and we had fun. Of course. I almost got attacked by a deer when I got to Kaleena's house though. It was so scary. I was walking up the sidewalk thingy to get to her front door (it goes along her house and then turns to get to the door, if that makes any sense), and all of a sudden this deer that had been laying down and thus I didn't notice stood up. And stared at me. And it was an old-looking buck. I couldn't keep going on the path because it would have put me right in front of the deer, and probably less than a foot away from it. And I wasn't about to do that. So I just started backing up slowly, and luckily the deer kind of just stayed where it was, and I called Kaleena and asked her if I could come in the back of her house. So she came and unlocked that door, and I managed to avoid getting attacked by a deer. Apparently it's been hanging around their house lately, and it's pretty slow, but still. I wasn't about to make it feel threatened. I'm pretty sure a deer could take me down quite easily, even an old one. So that was my exciting story of the day.
And now, time for sleep. Mmmmmmm sleep. And tomorrow? CHIPOTLE BABY!!! Dude, I am so excited. It's been far too long, my Chipotle love. Mmm. Night night!
School was fairly normal, although I kept feeling kind of deja vu-y in some classes. Got out of history early enough to make it to Mass and then go to confession. Always nice. Confession is wonderful. And I must say, I greatly enjoy confessionals that include an act of contrition somewhere you can see it. For some reason I can never remember it. Anyway. English was a pain, of course, and involved my teacher seeming to criticize, in a roundabout deflecting way, people whose upbringing and values cause them not to want to read books that contain harsh, offensive language and situations. Said he feels bad because it "restricts" those people. It was all I could do not to roll my eyes constantly while he was on this little attempt (which took like half an hour) to justify almost any literature out there that some may consider offensive. And apparently, if a book is written really well and by a great author who's "critically acclaimed" and whatnot, it excuses the use of offensive language and offensive...other stuff. Rather irritating. Why is it that the books that tend to be deemed "classics" are always depressing and whatnot? Anyway. We got our most recent essay exams back at the end of class, and he brought my grade down a little (I still got a B, which is fine) because, according to him, I didn't answer the question well enough. Which would be fine, except the question was "Do you agree with this thing". I won't go into the whole what it's about, but it was a "do you agree" question. How can you say I answered it wrong because I didn't go into the other side too, even though it wouldn't have fit or made sense with how I answered the question. I don't know. I'm not entirely a fan of this guy, in case you didn't know. Eventually I got out of that class though, and then called Lauren and talked to her for awhile before Latin. In Latin we listened to Latin music, because apparently she hadn't planned on us doing anything today anyway. I would have preferred to know this and then been able just to stay home, but what are you gonna do. At least we did get to listen to one Gregorian chant, the Our Father, and it made me smell incense just hearing it. Latin church music and incense just go hand in hand.
Went over to Kaleena's tonight, as did Kristina, and we had fun. Of course. I almost got attacked by a deer when I got to Kaleena's house though. It was so scary. I was walking up the sidewalk thingy to get to her front door (it goes along her house and then turns to get to the door, if that makes any sense), and all of a sudden this deer that had been laying down and thus I didn't notice stood up. And stared at me. And it was an old-looking buck. I couldn't keep going on the path because it would have put me right in front of the deer, and probably less than a foot away from it. And I wasn't about to do that. So I just started backing up slowly, and luckily the deer kind of just stayed where it was, and I called Kaleena and asked her if I could come in the back of her house. So she came and unlocked that door, and I managed to avoid getting attacked by a deer. Apparently it's been hanging around their house lately, and it's pretty slow, but still. I wasn't about to make it feel threatened. I'm pretty sure a deer could take me down quite easily, even an old one. So that was my exciting story of the day.
And now, time for sleep. Mmmmmmm sleep. And tomorrow? CHIPOTLE BABY!!! Dude, I am so excited. It's been far too long, my Chipotle love. Mmm. Night night!
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Post #4
In taking a...mental roadblock-induced break, I found out something. Next May, three huge movies come out (and, interestingly, all three are the third installments in their respective movie franchises). They include Spiderman 3, Shrek 3 (which I just found out comes out in May), and Pirates 3. I'm quite excited about the first and third of those three, and slightly less so about Shrek. But then the fun doesn't stop there. In July, the next Harry Potter comes out (along with, apparently, Transformers and the Simpsons movies. Neither of which I'm terribly excited about, even though I like the Simpsons. I don't know what the movie's about, and I don't know if I like the idea of the Simpsons in a movie format). Needless to say, I'm very excited about all of this. I'd say I'm most excited about Pirates, followed very closely by Harry Potter and then Spiderman (although, I'm very excited about all three). Shrek should be good, even though Justin Timberlake is in it, but nothing's as good as the first Shrek, I think. That was just an amazing movie.
ok, back to the paper I go. Sigh. Stupid paper. Can't wait til tomorrow night. Simply because I can basically not worry about school for about five days or so, since pretty much all I have left is a thought paper in contemporary religions due...a week and a half after break's over (and for which he has yet to reply to my abstract, despite the fact he said he'd get back to us by like this past Saturday...suppose it's time to email him about it), and then the final draft of this thought paper I'm currently writing which is due somewhere around the 12th, an English essay thingy due the 5th, and a Latin final on the 12th or so. Oh, and I guess there's one more Latin test in there too. So yeah. Basically just one major thing in each class left, and some littler things for Latin. Not too bad. Although it does kind of suck that I have an English essay thing due a day before my cont. rel. thought paper...guess I can't put them both off. But anyway. The point is, after tomorrow the rest of this week will be grand. Oh yeah, except for the whole working Friday, Saturday, and forever Sunday. Sigh.
ok, back to the paper I go. Sigh. Stupid paper. Can't wait til tomorrow night. Simply because I can basically not worry about school for about five days or so, since pretty much all I have left is a thought paper in contemporary religions due...a week and a half after break's over (and for which he has yet to reply to my abstract, despite the fact he said he'd get back to us by like this past Saturday...suppose it's time to email him about it), and then the final draft of this thought paper I'm currently writing which is due somewhere around the 12th, an English essay thingy due the 5th, and a Latin final on the 12th or so. Oh, and I guess there's one more Latin test in there too. So yeah. Basically just one major thing in each class left, and some littler things for Latin. Not too bad. Although it does kind of suck that I have an English essay thing due a day before my cont. rel. thought paper...guess I can't put them both off. But anyway. The point is, after tomorrow the rest of this week will be grand. Oh yeah, except for the whole working Friday, Saturday, and forever Sunday. Sigh.
Post #3
I was reading this thing my teacher gave us about "How to write a thought paper," which worked well when I followed the instructions set forth by the "How to write a book review" a couple weeks ago, and it is helpful. Except for one thing: It starts under the assumption that our teacher gave us a question which we have to answer. In my case, though, our teacher didn't give us a question. Not only do we have to figure out an answer to argue (definitely not hard to do, really), but we have to figure out a question to answer as well. And that's the tough part. I mean, I have one, but I really have no idea if it's any good at all. Basically this whole thing's kind of a piece of crap. And I really don't care. Because, while we do get a grade for the rough draft, the rough and final together are 30% of our grade, and I would assume that the final is worth more (perhaps like 20% to the 10% of the rough draft. Just guessing), and if I'm going to make mistakes (and I'm sure I will), this is the time to do it. I'm thinking, though, that it's way too broad this time around. Guess she'll hopefully let me know and possibly give me some pointers...
But man this would be so much easier if she gave us the question. Oh well, what are you gonna do?
I've decided that I really don't want anything this year for Christmas. I mean, sure, there's some DVDs I would like to have (Anne of Green Gables, to name one), a few books too (Catholic Woman's Daily Devotional, Helena by Evelyn Waugh), but I don't know. I feel so cluttered as it is. Of course, this might be in part because my room's a RIDICULOUS mess, but that's in part because of all the crap I've accumulated in my packrat life. And then there's the fact that I don't feel like I have the right to ask for people to buy me stuff when I know none of us are really rolling in the dough right now. Except perhaps Peter, although I have no idea if he's blowing all the money he makes or not. And I think we are doing a secret santa this year between the five kids, which makes it better, but yeah. I don't know. I guess I feel especially bad expecting my parents to get me anything. They don't owe me. They're paying so much toward my education, something that I hope I can repay them someday but really don't know if I can. (Unless the chance to see their daughter graduate from Notre Dame counts as repayment. Which it doesn't.) I don't know. And it's all starting to seem a little ridiculous to me. I mean, Christmas is Jesus' birthday. Yet we spend so much more time focusing on presents presents PRESENTS for ourselves and everyone on our lists than we do focusing on the whole reason we celebrate anything. Regardless of what the stupid secular society wants you to believe. All I want is to spend some good time with my wonderful family. This Christmas will be a really fun one, I think. Jason will be almost 22 months old, so we'll have lots of fun getting to watch him enjoy the presents we get him. I'd much rather people spend money on him than me, because, well, it's more fun to watch a 21 month old play with toys you get him than it is to watch a 21 year old watch a movie. Or read a book. Anyway. Yeah.
What's that? I have a paper to finish? huh.
But man this would be so much easier if she gave us the question. Oh well, what are you gonna do?
I've decided that I really don't want anything this year for Christmas. I mean, sure, there's some DVDs I would like to have (Anne of Green Gables, to name one), a few books too (Catholic Woman's Daily Devotional, Helena by Evelyn Waugh), but I don't know. I feel so cluttered as it is. Of course, this might be in part because my room's a RIDICULOUS mess, but that's in part because of all the crap I've accumulated in my packrat life. And then there's the fact that I don't feel like I have the right to ask for people to buy me stuff when I know none of us are really rolling in the dough right now. Except perhaps Peter, although I have no idea if he's blowing all the money he makes or not. And I think we are doing a secret santa this year between the five kids, which makes it better, but yeah. I don't know. I guess I feel especially bad expecting my parents to get me anything. They don't owe me. They're paying so much toward my education, something that I hope I can repay them someday but really don't know if I can. (Unless the chance to see their daughter graduate from Notre Dame counts as repayment. Which it doesn't.) I don't know. And it's all starting to seem a little ridiculous to me. I mean, Christmas is Jesus' birthday. Yet we spend so much more time focusing on presents presents PRESENTS for ourselves and everyone on our lists than we do focusing on the whole reason we celebrate anything. Regardless of what the stupid secular society wants you to believe. All I want is to spend some good time with my wonderful family. This Christmas will be a really fun one, I think. Jason will be almost 22 months old, so we'll have lots of fun getting to watch him enjoy the presents we get him. I'd much rather people spend money on him than me, because, well, it's more fun to watch a 21 month old play with toys you get him than it is to watch a 21 year old watch a movie. Or read a book. Anyway. Yeah.
What's that? I have a paper to finish? huh.
Monday, November 20, 2006
Post #2
For Your Consideration is playing at Tinseltown! (Starting Wednesday, anyway.) I'm so excited to see it! I was worried it might not be playing here, for some reason. Yay!
Request to all
Ok. Very few people read this, that I know of anyway, but I'm going to put this out there regardless of how many people read it. Recently (and of course lots of times before recently), I've been in the company of people who receive phone calls on their cells, and they answer it and proceed to have at least a few minute long conversation with whoever. (Occasionally, the person I'm with will call someone and then have a conversation.) Yeah, sometimes it can't be avoided, but it just irks me when I'm with someone and have to listen to one side of a conversation that has nothing to do with me. Perhaps that sounds selfish, but it's annoying. If there's some business that you absolutely have to deal with, do it as quickly as possible and don't go on and on about stuff. It's particularly annoying if I'm in the car with someone who's doing this. (And in case you're reading this and this has happened recently with me, I'm not saying I hate you or anything, I'm just taking the passive aggressive path and telling people indirectly that it really bugs me when it happens. I've never mentioned it or complained about it to anyone, so no one would know that it bugs me, but now you do if you read this.) I really try not to talk unnecessarily long on the phone when I'm with other people, and if say I'm in a room with someone, I leave the room if possible. I don't know. I'm aware that sometimes things come up, and sometimes it's unavoidable, but yeah. Cell phones seem to have affected some manners and awareness of others. (How many times do you hear of people who had an annoying dinner at a restaurant because the guy the next table over talked loudly on his cell the whole time?)
Ok, I'm done soapboxing now.
Ok, I'm done soapboxing now.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Feeling random...and pessimistic
Know what's amusing, in an...ironic sort of way? "Holiday" commercials where there's a couple in a house decorated with CHRISTMAS decorations and whatnot, and a Christmas tree, and then they hand each other wrapped presents and say to each other "Happy holidays!" Seriously. Who gives a significant other a present and says "Happy holidays" even though they're clearly celebrating Christmas. Just like Best Buy commercials, Best Buy who refuses to say anything but happy holidays this year, yet their commercials (which of course only mention "holiday") feature things like Christmas trees and other Christmas decorations. Just so very stupid.
Today has just been overall frustrating. I'm probably PMSing which doesn't help. Anything. Ever. But anyway. To begin with, Mass was a little frustrating. I probably made it a bigger deal than it should have been, but sometimes I just long so very much for a Mass that is by the book, as it should be, and doesn't have all these "neat" little innovations to make people feel more special and included and whatnot. Not that they shouldn't, but that's not really the point of Mass. I mean. I don't know. I don't like Mass to be messed with. I just tend to get frustrated with Holy Apostles fairly easily I think. Days like this make me long for the Basilica so very very much. But then, what will I do when I graduate? I suppose there's a chance I might...I don't know, live somewhere that's not Colorado Springs after I graduate, who knows. You know, I really am curious to see how many people would come to a Mass that's sung in Latin primarily, compared to a regular one we have at Holy Apostles. I don't know.
And of course the weather this week is going to be annoyingly hot and sunny. I realize we won't be getting much snow, as usual, but is a little bit of cold weather too much to ask for? I haven't even broken out my winter coat yet. I've worn a scarf once this whole fall, and it was when I was at ND. I want to live in the Colorado that people think of when they hear Colorado--the one that's cold and snowy all the time. Where is that Colorado?
Broncos lost tonight. I'm almost glad they did because whenever I'm less than happy with my manager, who's in love with them, I tend to hope for the Broncos to lose. And after he called me tonight, while I was working on VMU (changing the stupid store around yet again, only it was mostly doing price changes, and most of those were changing it from a "now" price to a dollar higher "sale" price. and the prices are these stupid stickers we have to put on the tags, and they don't stay on, and they're so irritating to deal with) just to tell me that the BCS rankings hadn't changed (which I had found out at about 2 this afternoon) and said something about him having to rub it in (or perhaps I misheard him, but I wouldn't be surprised if that's what he said), I really don't feel bad for being happy the Broncos lost. haha how do you like that run on sentence? See, that's why parentheses rock. Unless you're trying to read this jibberish. Anyway though. When I got home, my mom was like "You should call him and say, "Hey I just wanted to let you know, the Broncos lost."" It would have been funny.
Indy lost to Dallas. That made me happy too. I generally root for Dallas, if only because Julius Jones and Anthony Fasano are both on the team. And Fasano had a great catch today too! I think they said it was his longest of the season. That was cool.
So yeah, no one moved in the BCS. It's kind of ridiculous, especially because basically it means that yesterday's "BIGGEST GAME OF THE CENTURY EVER" was, more or less, pointless. OSU won, but chances are now that they'll have to play Michigan again in order to win the NC. And yet, all Michigan has to do is beat them once to get it, whereas OSU has to beat Michigan twice. What's really ridiculous is that Arkansas somehow managed to jump us in two polls. Even though they won by only two touchdowns to some team with the same record as Army, and it wasn't nearly as decisive as our win. I guess people speculate it has to do with Rutgers losing, and how some people had them ahead of Arkansas but behind us or something last week, so when they lost Arkansas got more votes and got a bigger boost from it than we did. Which I still think is crap, but whatever. So now, this week instead of being very very excited about some very good chances to get into the NC like we were last week, it looks like the door has all but slammed shut once more. (Which my manager also had to point out, that they're saying USC will need a big win against us to get in, but apparently there's no chance for us. Thanks, Michael, for letting me know yet again something of which I'm quite aware, and also quite upset about.)
Today's just been sucky.
Tomorrow I have to write at least 6-8 pages for a rough draft of a history paper that we have to turn in on Tuesday. (We have to turn in the rough draft on Tuesday. In case you were confused.) That should be interesting...especially concidering I'm still not entirely sure what I'm writing about...and yet I can't make myself care enough to try harder...hm. Oh well. The rough won't count for nearly as much as the final, and I guess that's why I'm not trying harder.
Things just seem disappointing right now. I guess Tom's only going to be able to come down like Wednesday night to Thursday night because he has to work Friday morning or something, so that's disappointing. Would have been nice to be able to see him longer. He might have stayed a little bit longer if we had the NFL network, as the Broncos game on Thanksgiving night is going to be shown only on that station. Alas. And then the rest of the weekend after Thanksgiving will be spent working. Not entirely, of course, but plenty. Man it's all just stressing me out. I have to work 7 freaking hours the day after Thanksgiving. I'm going to go crazy. Unless, of course, we get lucky and very few people show up. I don't care if the store's sales are down. It's their own freaking fault for raising prices even higher than the already stupid prices, which people aren't paying to begin with so why would they pay even higher ones? And we're not doing any early bird sales (thank God), or even any sales at all that day. Just an offer, $25 gift card with purchase of $125 or more. And that's starting tomorrow. But still. 7 hours that day is going to kill me. Especially since it starts at 5 freaking 30 in the morning. And then I have to work Saturday morning, and then that stupid stupid stupid 9 hour shift on Sunday. 9 hours. Why? And then that's all I have all week next week. 9 hours. Why do we have so many sales associates if we're only getting 9 hours a week? That's $63 for the week. Before all the taxes they take out. I know, I complain about the hours I have and then complain I don't have enough, but that's because money's stressing me out ridiculously right now too. And having 9 hours in one day is so much worse than having 9 hours spread out over like two days. 9 hours in a row sucks. Heck, 7 hours in a row on the day after Thanksgiving sucks. The fact that I only get $7 an hour (which, if I'm still there after Jan 1, will be a whole 15 cents higher than minimum wage) sucks. It all sucks. Everything's stressing me out.
It seems like nothing's going right at the moment, and I hate that. I hate the fact that I don't know where I'll be living next semester. I hate the fact that I don't know how I'm getting myself and all my crap back to school. I hate the fact that my life feels like a ridiculous mess right now, and I don't know what I can do about it. Other than the obvious "change my attitude" stuff, which I really don't want to hear right now. Sometimes things just suck. I'm sick of some things here, more so than I would have expected. I'm sick of the fact that I complain so much when I know that things could really be so much worse. But I can't help it. I don't know what's wrong with me lately. Or right now. I really really just wish I knew where I was living next semester. I think that's bothering me more than I realize. I need to know what's going on. I hate having unknowns in my life, even though that's pretty much all life is.
I wish...I don't know what I wish. I just do. No, you know what I really wish? I wish that I suddenly somehow managed to get a million dollars from somewhere. Yeah, wouldn't solve everything, but it'd sure take the pressure off of a lot of current stresses in my life. But, like that'll ever happen. I just don't get it. It seems like I haven't made any money at all since this summer. Including this summer. I guess I did buy a camera, and I think I paid for my plane tickets to Steve's wedding and ND and stuff, but still. Have I spent so much the past few months that I only have $600 in my bank account? If I'm lucky? I thought I was generally a pretty frugal person. I just don't get it. Like, I think if I work for another month or so, I should be ok for next semester...for tuition or something anyway, if I have maybe $800 in the bank. Man I would absolutely love to go to whatever bowl game we're in. I think if, by some miracle, we made it to the national championship, I would do whatever it takes to go. Seriously. I'd like to say that about any bowl game, because this team this year is just so special and wonderful, but I have to be realistic. And I don't like that.
Man, I just feel so...beat. And I'm not even sure what I feel beat by. Just...things. It sucks. I hope things get better. And, again, I know that I could be a lot more worse off. I know that. But sometimes I just have to feel what I'm feeling. Even if it is pathetic and ridiculous and makes me sound like a spoiled whiny brat. But in the interest of not sounding like an even bigger one, I think that's enough for tonight. No more.
What I really need is a Chipotle burrito. That's the answer to all life's problems. But--oh wait--it costs money. And I already feel like a horrible person because I spent money last night to see a movie (Stranger than Fiction, which was really good) and then get something to eat at Village Inn. Terrible, bad Susie. And how's this for bad--I even felt bad for tithing at church this morning. How ridiculous is that? Stupid too. Ok now I'm really done.
Today has just been overall frustrating. I'm probably PMSing which doesn't help. Anything. Ever. But anyway. To begin with, Mass was a little frustrating. I probably made it a bigger deal than it should have been, but sometimes I just long so very much for a Mass that is by the book, as it should be, and doesn't have all these "neat" little innovations to make people feel more special and included and whatnot. Not that they shouldn't, but that's not really the point of Mass. I mean. I don't know. I don't like Mass to be messed with. I just tend to get frustrated with Holy Apostles fairly easily I think. Days like this make me long for the Basilica so very very much. But then, what will I do when I graduate? I suppose there's a chance I might...I don't know, live somewhere that's not Colorado Springs after I graduate, who knows. You know, I really am curious to see how many people would come to a Mass that's sung in Latin primarily, compared to a regular one we have at Holy Apostles. I don't know.
And of course the weather this week is going to be annoyingly hot and sunny. I realize we won't be getting much snow, as usual, but is a little bit of cold weather too much to ask for? I haven't even broken out my winter coat yet. I've worn a scarf once this whole fall, and it was when I was at ND. I want to live in the Colorado that people think of when they hear Colorado--the one that's cold and snowy all the time. Where is that Colorado?
Broncos lost tonight. I'm almost glad they did because whenever I'm less than happy with my manager, who's in love with them, I tend to hope for the Broncos to lose. And after he called me tonight, while I was working on VMU (changing the stupid store around yet again, only it was mostly doing price changes, and most of those were changing it from a "now" price to a dollar higher "sale" price. and the prices are these stupid stickers we have to put on the tags, and they don't stay on, and they're so irritating to deal with) just to tell me that the BCS rankings hadn't changed (which I had found out at about 2 this afternoon) and said something about him having to rub it in (or perhaps I misheard him, but I wouldn't be surprised if that's what he said), I really don't feel bad for being happy the Broncos lost. haha how do you like that run on sentence? See, that's why parentheses rock. Unless you're trying to read this jibberish. Anyway though. When I got home, my mom was like "You should call him and say, "Hey I just wanted to let you know, the Broncos lost."" It would have been funny.
Indy lost to Dallas. That made me happy too. I generally root for Dallas, if only because Julius Jones and Anthony Fasano are both on the team. And Fasano had a great catch today too! I think they said it was his longest of the season. That was cool.
So yeah, no one moved in the BCS. It's kind of ridiculous, especially because basically it means that yesterday's "BIGGEST GAME OF THE CENTURY EVER" was, more or less, pointless. OSU won, but chances are now that they'll have to play Michigan again in order to win the NC. And yet, all Michigan has to do is beat them once to get it, whereas OSU has to beat Michigan twice. What's really ridiculous is that Arkansas somehow managed to jump us in two polls. Even though they won by only two touchdowns to some team with the same record as Army, and it wasn't nearly as decisive as our win. I guess people speculate it has to do with Rutgers losing, and how some people had them ahead of Arkansas but behind us or something last week, so when they lost Arkansas got more votes and got a bigger boost from it than we did. Which I still think is crap, but whatever. So now, this week instead of being very very excited about some very good chances to get into the NC like we were last week, it looks like the door has all but slammed shut once more. (Which my manager also had to point out, that they're saying USC will need a big win against us to get in, but apparently there's no chance for us. Thanks, Michael, for letting me know yet again something of which I'm quite aware, and also quite upset about.)
Today's just been sucky.
Tomorrow I have to write at least 6-8 pages for a rough draft of a history paper that we have to turn in on Tuesday. (We have to turn in the rough draft on Tuesday. In case you were confused.) That should be interesting...especially concidering I'm still not entirely sure what I'm writing about...and yet I can't make myself care enough to try harder...hm. Oh well. The rough won't count for nearly as much as the final, and I guess that's why I'm not trying harder.
Things just seem disappointing right now. I guess Tom's only going to be able to come down like Wednesday night to Thursday night because he has to work Friday morning or something, so that's disappointing. Would have been nice to be able to see him longer. He might have stayed a little bit longer if we had the NFL network, as the Broncos game on Thanksgiving night is going to be shown only on that station. Alas. And then the rest of the weekend after Thanksgiving will be spent working. Not entirely, of course, but plenty. Man it's all just stressing me out. I have to work 7 freaking hours the day after Thanksgiving. I'm going to go crazy. Unless, of course, we get lucky and very few people show up. I don't care if the store's sales are down. It's their own freaking fault for raising prices even higher than the already stupid prices, which people aren't paying to begin with so why would they pay even higher ones? And we're not doing any early bird sales (thank God), or even any sales at all that day. Just an offer, $25 gift card with purchase of $125 or more. And that's starting tomorrow. But still. 7 hours that day is going to kill me. Especially since it starts at 5 freaking 30 in the morning. And then I have to work Saturday morning, and then that stupid stupid stupid 9 hour shift on Sunday. 9 hours. Why? And then that's all I have all week next week. 9 hours. Why do we have so many sales associates if we're only getting 9 hours a week? That's $63 for the week. Before all the taxes they take out. I know, I complain about the hours I have and then complain I don't have enough, but that's because money's stressing me out ridiculously right now too. And having 9 hours in one day is so much worse than having 9 hours spread out over like two days. 9 hours in a row sucks. Heck, 7 hours in a row on the day after Thanksgiving sucks. The fact that I only get $7 an hour (which, if I'm still there after Jan 1, will be a whole 15 cents higher than minimum wage) sucks. It all sucks. Everything's stressing me out.
It seems like nothing's going right at the moment, and I hate that. I hate the fact that I don't know where I'll be living next semester. I hate the fact that I don't know how I'm getting myself and all my crap back to school. I hate the fact that my life feels like a ridiculous mess right now, and I don't know what I can do about it. Other than the obvious "change my attitude" stuff, which I really don't want to hear right now. Sometimes things just suck. I'm sick of some things here, more so than I would have expected. I'm sick of the fact that I complain so much when I know that things could really be so much worse. But I can't help it. I don't know what's wrong with me lately. Or right now. I really really just wish I knew where I was living next semester. I think that's bothering me more than I realize. I need to know what's going on. I hate having unknowns in my life, even though that's pretty much all life is.
I wish...I don't know what I wish. I just do. No, you know what I really wish? I wish that I suddenly somehow managed to get a million dollars from somewhere. Yeah, wouldn't solve everything, but it'd sure take the pressure off of a lot of current stresses in my life. But, like that'll ever happen. I just don't get it. It seems like I haven't made any money at all since this summer. Including this summer. I guess I did buy a camera, and I think I paid for my plane tickets to Steve's wedding and ND and stuff, but still. Have I spent so much the past few months that I only have $600 in my bank account? If I'm lucky? I thought I was generally a pretty frugal person. I just don't get it. Like, I think if I work for another month or so, I should be ok for next semester...for tuition or something anyway, if I have maybe $800 in the bank. Man I would absolutely love to go to whatever bowl game we're in. I think if, by some miracle, we made it to the national championship, I would do whatever it takes to go. Seriously. I'd like to say that about any bowl game, because this team this year is just so special and wonderful, but I have to be realistic. And I don't like that.
Man, I just feel so...beat. And I'm not even sure what I feel beat by. Just...things. It sucks. I hope things get better. And, again, I know that I could be a lot more worse off. I know that. But sometimes I just have to feel what I'm feeling. Even if it is pathetic and ridiculous and makes me sound like a spoiled whiny brat. But in the interest of not sounding like an even bigger one, I think that's enough for tonight. No more.
What I really need is a Chipotle burrito. That's the answer to all life's problems. But--oh wait--it costs money. And I already feel like a horrible person because I spent money last night to see a movie (Stranger than Fiction, which was really good) and then get something to eat at Village Inn. Terrible, bad Susie. And how's this for bad--I even felt bad for tithing at church this morning. How ridiculous is that? Stupid too. Ok now I'm really done.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Tear...
Well, the Irish beat the Black Knights 41-9. Really should have been 41-3, but the stupid Army coach called a timeout with 15 seconds left, then the QB got sacked for a big loss or something like that, and they called another timeout with like 5 seconds left. Ridiculous. Just to get one lousy TD in there. They ended up getting it, making it 9 points, but it was just stupid. They couldn't just let the clock run out and let the ND seniors have their moment, in their last home game. Whatever. And stupid stupid NBC with their crappy numerous annoying commercial breaks, their horrible announcers who like to point out stuff that "should have been" penalties against the Irish--but never do it the other way around, who are idiotic and don't know what they're talking about, and who look freaky. And then after the game, they actually cut to a commercial in the middle of the Alma Mater. The last time the seniors are going to do that at home, and they cut to a freaking commercial. And they don't even show the whole postgame celebration, with the senior's run around the stadium, etc. Luckily the nbcsports online thing does a postgame thing, and they showed it, and I'm glad because it was awesome. After they all made their lap around, Charlie hugged each one and looked a little misty-eyed (and so was I), and then Rhema and Brady went over to the student section again and started a "Beat SC!" chant which was awesome, and Brady even went and stood on the little wall thing in front of the student section to lead the cheer. Would have been right in front of where I'd be if I was there (I think...). Man. I wish I had been there. They were in the green jerseys too! The lovely gorgeous ones! Which means we broke the curse, which is a good thing. Man. Will always feel a little bit of regret I wasn't at that game, but that's life sometimes. At least I got to see it. Unfortunately Brady's pass completions without an interception streak was broken in the first quarter, but that's ok. Worse things have happened. He's still amazing. And also unfortunately, the OSU-Michigan game is close. We really need a Michigan win or an OSU blowout. OSU is winning right now, but only by 4. Still at least a quarter to play, I think, oh man no there's less than 10 minutes left in the 4th. Sigh. Not looking good for our national championship chances. Oh well. All we can do is beat USC and hope for the best. Man do our seniors deserve a national championship. So very much.
It's been a great run so far, seniors. No one can thank you all enough.
It's been a great run so far, seniors. No one can thank you all enough.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Because I'm putting off things I should be doing
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Hey! My eye's almost looking normal!
2. How much cash do you have on you?
I think I'd be exaggerating if I said forty cents. And that'd mostly be pennies.
3. What word rhymes with "DOOR"
More
4. Favorite Planet:
I might have said Pluto, but alas, that would now be incorrect. So I'll go with that one I know best, good ol' Earth.
5. Who is the 4th person on the missed call list on your cell phone?
Orange Katherine. So designated in my phone due to the number of Katherines I know. Plus it's fun.
6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
I'm not a fun ringtone girl. I'd love to have "All Glory, Laud, and Honor" as my ringtone though, but I'm too cheap to shell out the $2 to get it. Thus I'm stuck with the programmed ones, which don't even include any Christmas tones anymore. Which is stupid.
7. What shirt are you wearing?
My green ND hoodie. And something underneath, but I don't remember what.
8. Do you "label" yourself?
Probably
9. Name the brand of shoes you are currently wearing?
uh...socks. But more often than not in the past few months, it's been "Wilsons Leather." Heck yes clogs!
10. Bright or dark room?
Preferably on the darker side, usually. Right now? The room I'm in is average to dark.
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
uh...I kinda just found this perusing random blogs...
12. What does your watch look like?
It looks like the band is black, and the face has a gold color trim, and it probably looks like the cheap $6 Walmart watch that it is.
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
I wish I could say sleeping, but honest, probably nothing interesting or productive at all.
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell phone say?
"They come out yet?"
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
Honestly don't know. Rarely step foot in a 7-11. But I don't think there's any terribly close.
16. What's a word you say a lot?
Dude. Especially when I'm excited about something.
17. Who told you s/he loved you last?
Probably a parent. If not, then my sister. I think my mom though.
18. Last furry thing you touched?
Chicken, the huge blob we call our cat.
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
Excluding vitamins, none. Not even excedrin. Which of course means I'll get a headache tomorrow, I'm sure.
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
uh...I do need to transfer some pictures from my camera to my laptop...
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
Age is just a number.
22. Your worst enemy?
Probably me.
23. What is your current desktop picture?
Um, it's pretty sweet, it's a picture of Brady Quinn that I took right after a TD (I think it was a pass he threw, and not just a run) at the North Carolina game a couple weeks ago. A pretty good pic if I do say so myself.
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
Honestly have no idea. Goodnight?
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
Man I would do a lot of things for a million bucks right now, I think. K maybe not, but it'd sure be sweet to have.
26. Do you like someone?
I like lots of people. And animals.
27. The last song you listened to?
I actually have a classical station playing on my laptop right now. Couldn't tell you the song if you twisted my arm.
28. What time of day were you born?
Morning. 9:19 am (eastern time. hehe)
29. What is your favorite number?
14
30. Where did you live in 1987?
Lowell, MA.
31. Are you jealous of anyone?
Sometimes.
32. Is anyone jealous of you?
Can't imagine why they would be.
33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
In school. Being forcibly sheltered from it all by my stupid principle, who thought it not important that we should know what was going on outside the walls of our classrooms. And then I got to go home at lunch and watch the rest of it unfold.
34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
I rarely use vending machines. But I'd probably kick myself for wasting money on the junk food that's in them.
35. Do you consider yourself kind?
Nowhere near as much as I'd like to be.
36. If you had to get a tattoo where would it be?
If I had to, I wouldn't. Or maybe I'd get a blue dot on my shoulder, which is how the earth looks from heaven. (Oh, Friends.)
37. If you could be fluent in any other language what would it be?
Latin. Totally. :-)
38. Would you move for the person you loved?
I suppose, but I can't promise I'd be happy, depending on where it was.
39. Are you touchy feely?
Honestly, I'm not sure.
40. What's your life motto?
I don't know. haha. But seriously, I don't think I really have one.
41. Name three things you have on at all times?
underwear, a hair band, and (excluding when I'm sleeping) my promise ring.
42. What is your favorite city/town?
Colorado Springs, although my intense love for it is being crushed by all these stupid developments ruining whatever open space is left. Notre Dame, IN is a pretty freaking sweet "town," too. (Hey, it has its own zip. It's a town. It's like the Vatican!)
43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
A bowl of chicken noodle soup at Chick-Fil-A on Monday. It's pretty awesome soup.
44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
A couple months ago, thank yous for birthday stuff and whatnot.
45. Can you change the oil on a car?
Theoretically. I think I've been shown how to do it, but I'm not entirely sure I remember.
46. Your first love: What is the last thing you heard about him/her?
um...I'll get back to you.
7. How far back do you know about your ancestry?
Not very. A few generations on my dad's side. Not sure how far back on my mom's.
48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
The last really fancy thing was probably my cousin's wedding in September. Fancy enough, anyway.
49. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
Right at this moment? No. Although my eyes are starting to get the "Why the heck aren't you in bed???" sting.
50. Have you been burned by love?
No, something for which I am often quite thankful.
Life outside the bubble?
So, obviously I haven't lived my whole life under the ND bubble, and obviously it's been awhile (FARRRR) too long since I've been back under it, but man sometimes I can't help but be surprised at the people I encounter in "the real world." Namely, those I work with. I'd assume they're a pretty good mix of people who are really out there. And man. Ok, I'm about to become rather judgmental I think. But I would first like to say that I'm not trying to insinuate that these people are horrible people, by ANY means at all. But geez. Out of the...I guess 9 that are currently employed, and one who doesn't work there anymore, at least 4 see nothing wrong with living with someone before even being engaged, one probably doesn't but I don't really know so I shouldn't assume, two I've barely met so I don't know, and two I think are less than favorable towards it. One of whom is definitely the oldest of all the employees. I don't know. The things I hear them say are just out of my comprehension sometimes. Like, I know it's how lots of people feel and think, but...man. (And for the record, I realize there are lots of these people at Notre Dame as well, I just choose to ignore it most of the time.) I don't know. It's just bizarre to me how casually people talk about moving in together before they'd even consider just getting engaged. How the pattern has become date on and off, perhaps eventually become exclusive, eventually move in together, and maybe after awhile get engaged and get married. And then, of course, after getting married there's the "Oh, we're not kid people, we're not going to have any." At that point it's just like, that is just so sad. I heard someone say this today at work, and I just balked at it. Not outwardly, of course, but man. It just seems so empty to me. I know, some people can't have kids, and that's different. And some people just don't want kids. So, sorry to say, they shouldn't get married.
Ok sorry. It'd just be nice to know that there's at least one or two people out there in the general public who kinda think things like marriage and sex and whatnot are sacred, and not things to be taken lightly like they're nothing. Because that's what they've turned into. People saying they might get a "paper marriage" just to get more money and better housing, but screw the actual marriage part. Or the opposite--people saying they don't need a "piece of paper" to tell them they're married, and that it's between them and God, screw the rest of the world. People going through divorces after what seem like hasty marriages, and then putting their children in the middle just to get back at the other person. It's just all so sad and discouraging sometimes. Hard not to wonder what kind of world the next few generations are going to be in once they grow up. Will people even bother with the "hassle" of getting married at all? Will those who actually do get married be severely outnumbered by those who don't need a long-term commitment, or a serious relationship, or a "piece of paper?" Who knows what it'll be like.
Ok sorry. It'd just be nice to know that there's at least one or two people out there in the general public who kinda think things like marriage and sex and whatnot are sacred, and not things to be taken lightly like they're nothing. Because that's what they've turned into. People saying they might get a "paper marriage" just to get more money and better housing, but screw the actual marriage part. Or the opposite--people saying they don't need a "piece of paper" to tell them they're married, and that it's between them and God, screw the rest of the world. People going through divorces after what seem like hasty marriages, and then putting their children in the middle just to get back at the other person. It's just all so sad and discouraging sometimes. Hard not to wonder what kind of world the next few generations are going to be in once they grow up. Will people even bother with the "hassle" of getting married at all? Will those who actually do get married be severely outnumbered by those who don't need a long-term commitment, or a serious relationship, or a "piece of paper?" Who knows what it'll be like.
Susie's blog 2: the awesomest sequel ever!!!
So, I went and rented Newsies from Blockbuster. Hey, it's a good movie ok? Anyway, there were like four previews before the menu, and I had to push the next chapter button for each one. Out of them, three were sequels to Disney movies. Cinderella 2, Hunchback of Notre Dame 2, and "The Animated Sequel" to 101 Dalmations. Even though they already had 102 Dalmations. I know they're all fairly old movies, but still. It was kind of funny to see that Disney "needs" to make money so much that they'll sell out any story just to make some dumb sequel. Although I couldn't decide if they just looked sooo much cornier than the originals because the originals hold a nostalgic value to them for me, since I watched them as a kid, and thus I overlook their corny-ness or if these sequels really are just that much dumber. I'm gonna go for the second choice.
School things
I have almost decided just to forget about doing the overload thing, and instead taking my free Tuesday and almost free Thursday and working shifts those days, and instead of having to worry about 6 classes, only having to worry about 5 (one of which should be cake. Mmm cake). And then if I have to, if they don't let like my history and English class, or history and philo class, count as "summer classes", I'll just suck it up and take two classes this summer. (I want them to take history because I'm rocking that class. Although...I do have a thing coming up due Tuesday that might kind of mess that up a bit, but I definitely can't complain thus far. We just got our book reviews back yesterday, and I was sure I wasn't going to do well on it, and I ended up somehow getting 100%! That was definitely a surprise.) But I think it will result in a much less stressful semester for me. And, let's face it, the less stress I have, the better.
The only thing I'm still concerned about is housing. But that will be the case until I hear from them again. And I might have to wait almost a month for that, which really sucks. I don't know what I'll do if I have to find a place off campus. I don't even want to think about it. I just keep praying that somehow I'll get a place somewhere on campus. But I don't know how interested God is in hearing my prayers lately...I'll keep trying though.
I really want to go to the March for Life in January. Apparently the long trip (over the weekend) is only $75 now, it was $90. I'd love to do that, except for the fact I probably won't really know anyone, but also because it would require me missing the first Friday of my classes, as well as the first Monday. The short trip would still require me missing Monday classes, and it's $50. I don't know. Last year I didn't go because I didn't want to miss classes, and I did kind of regret it. I guess I'll just think on it for a little while.
The only thing I'm still concerned about is housing. But that will be the case until I hear from them again. And I might have to wait almost a month for that, which really sucks. I don't know what I'll do if I have to find a place off campus. I don't even want to think about it. I just keep praying that somehow I'll get a place somewhere on campus. But I don't know how interested God is in hearing my prayers lately...I'll keep trying though.
I really want to go to the March for Life in January. Apparently the long trip (over the weekend) is only $75 now, it was $90. I'd love to do that, except for the fact I probably won't really know anyone, but also because it would require me missing the first Friday of my classes, as well as the first Monday. The short trip would still require me missing Monday classes, and it's $50. I don't know. Last year I didn't go because I didn't want to miss classes, and I did kind of regret it. I guess I'll just think on it for a little while.
Let's turn religion into a democracy!
Apparently, ABC's morning show has a poll about whether Catholic priests should be allowed to marry. Today, I found this statement by the Catholic League president Bill Donohue. It's actually pretty funny, to me anyway. Basically saying, if they're going to have a poll where everyone can vote their feelings on what the Catholic Church should do, why not one for everyone to vote about what the Jewish religion should allow, or Muslims. But of course we all know they would never criticize what Jewish or Muslims do (or don't do) for their religion, because that's not the "cool" thing to do. But Catholics? Let's get 'em! (Ok, perhaps that's a tad exaggeration, but still.)
Completely unrelated, they just showed clips from last night/this morning with people lined up to get the new Playstation 3. People who had been in line for days. That alone seems kind of ridiculous to me, as one of the very few things I can imagine waiting in line for days for is perhaps a chance to see the Pope in person (or, perhaps, something to do with Irish football...). But then they showed this other place, where people were asked to make a line against the wall of the store, and this huge fight broke out and people were being pushed to the ground and trampled on and it was crazy. It's a freaking video game system, people. It's mind-boggling how greedy and terrible things like that can make people. Like I remember seeing a news story a year or two ago, when some place was selling laptops of some kind for like $50, and people were going crazy trying to be one of the ones who got a laptop. Ridiculous. I guess I just don't understand because I tend to hold off getting anything technology related until it's more or less old news, and therefore usually cheaper. But I guess that's just me.
Completely unrelated, they just showed clips from last night/this morning with people lined up to get the new Playstation 3. People who had been in line for days. That alone seems kind of ridiculous to me, as one of the very few things I can imagine waiting in line for days for is perhaps a chance to see the Pope in person (or, perhaps, something to do with Irish football...). But then they showed this other place, where people were asked to make a line against the wall of the store, and this huge fight broke out and people were being pushed to the ground and trampled on and it was crazy. It's a freaking video game system, people. It's mind-boggling how greedy and terrible things like that can make people. Like I remember seeing a news story a year or two ago, when some place was selling laptops of some kind for like $50, and people were going crazy trying to be one of the ones who got a laptop. Ridiculous. I guess I just don't understand because I tend to hold off getting anything technology related until it's more or less old news, and therefore usually cheaper. But I guess that's just me.
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