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STOP PISSING! We're going to sneeze now!
George Carlin dead at 71
Truly sad. Though I'm sure he'd make a joke about it.
I'm not subbed anymore, but at least one of the icons it defaulted me to has the word "motherf**ker" in it.
Oh, and since it would be very odd for me to post twice in 1 day (or 1 month): I've officially lost 10 lbs. Go me.
Question
A rickabamboo? Now what is that?
There. Now I'm not alone in having that song in my head. Thank you Enoch and Liz. And if any of the rest of you went to Y camp, maybe you can join in the chorus.
Anniversary
Today is John and my 3rd anniversary. Yes, yes, I know, some of you think that it's January 1st instead, but...shut up. Allow us our arbitrary day of celebration. Jesus gets one.
I sent an Edible Arrangement to his office. We're going to the Melting Pot tonight for dinner. Had I known this at the time I ordered it, I probably wouldn't have sent him a giant 'bouquet' of chocolate-covered fruit. However, it is making me a hit with his co-workers, who are valiantly pitching in to consume it all. The 'large' size is apparently much bigger than it looks in the picture.
He sent me lilies, which I very much enjoy. Even though they aren't covered in chocolate.
I'm trying not to have a real lunch, because I don't want to be full before dinner tonight. Melting Pot is sort of a fasting experience. But dinner is not until 8pm, and I am pretty hungry. Maybe I'll just go get some chicken noodle soup or something similarly light. This is the sort of time when it would be useful if I ate salad.
Headaches in the Desert
For the last month or so, I've been getting nearly-daily headaches in the office. They show up around noon, reside in the sinuses and seem to be immune to medication. They disappear about an hour after I leave work.
After talking to a few folks, the consensus is: buy a humidifier. It's very dry in here, I guess, due to all the heat pumping in. Also, Mom says to put a pot of water on the stove and just let it boil a while. Interesting idea, but not going to work in the office. So I think this weekend I'm going to head to Target or LnT to buy nostalgia. Humidifiers seem to disappear when you start counting your years in double digits. Apparently, they now come in the shape of Hello Kitty or a penguin...tantalizing.
I think I'm also going to bring in a desk lamp...I'm getting tired of the fluorescents. It's much more pleasant to have a dim office with a nice lamp. I have one at home that I never use...I wonder if it still works.
Who is THAT?
Yes, it's me. I was reading my friends page recently to find out what a few people were doing (and of course all of them have also stopped posting) and, I dunno, felt like writing.
Life is pretty good. John got a new job, as some of you know. He's much happier there...normal hours, weekends off, doing what he loves instead of teaching morons. He's making decent money now, which makes our lives easier. And who knew, managers can actually be likable and supportive! Film at 11.
I'm still at the same place, doing the same type of work. I'm getting some new responsibility soon...new projects to take on, and hopefully, one of them will teach me something about real project management. I'm looking forward to trying something different there.
I still can't manage to get to the gym for more than 1 week straight. I haven't picked up the GRE book since I bought it 4 months ago. My job is not particularly fulfilling. However, I have some good friends, and a great relationship, and when I wake up in the morning, I'm happy. Tired as hell, because John and I have never been good about going to bed at a decent hour, but pleased to be where I am.
Tuesday is our 3rd anniversary. 3 years, doesn't feel that long. Pretty cool. We are eschewing presents in favor of finally buying a 'real' TV...meaning HD, flat-panel, etc. Haven't decided on LCD or plasma...anyone have any opinion on that? I can't wait to be able to watch HD Discovery channel in my very own home. Though I doubt it'll make Smash Lab any better. Did anyone see that atrocity?
John is playing Rock Band at the moment...yes, we bought a 360. Yes, I can play the 'drums' without killing our 'band'. We are video game addicts, I swear. Mostly John plays and I 'help' ("watch out!") or just watch. He's most of the way through Assassin's Creed, which is a pretty cool game. Also, I've been reading a lot this month. I come home from work, and sit down on the couch with a book instead of flipping on the TV or opening the computer. I think it's healthy :)
Saw Cloverfield last weekend...and it IS that funny to 'see' (mostly hear) someone you went to college with on a big movie screen. I have to give TJ a little credit, he was pretty funny, and the movie wasn't bad, even if it was nausea-inducing. Dramamine is recommended, folks.
Anyway, that's the mini-update people do when they don't post in their live journal for "41 weeks" as my homepage claims. What is measured in weeks, besides pregnancy? (By the way, congrats Rachel!) I don't know if I'll post again. I've pretty much lost interest in Puzzle Pirates, which means I've got some unallocated internet hours...maybe you'll see me more. I guess it'll depend on whether anyone's interested in what I've got to say ;) If I'm lucky, y'all will persuade me to give LJ more of my money just so I can keep all my icons.
Finally Friday
It's finally Friday. A busy Friday, but Friday nonetheless. I'm exhausted. I keep falling asleep at 10:30pm on the couch, only to be woken by John at 12:30 when he puts God of War down so we can go to bed. I hate that, because I want to enjoy my evenings, not spend them napping. I'd far rather nap during work.
Speaking of napping during work, I officially do have my own office again. I haven't moved into it yet, but it's mine when I want it. I'm waiting until May, I think, because on May 18th the 2 reporters move into the suite, and they are bringing with them a 3rd desk that I very much want. So rather than move stuff around twice, I'll just wait. But knowing it's there makes me feel a lot better.
Work is madness, but it's all going to work itself out in the next month, I hope. I can't wait for May to be over, work-wise. Of course, I still don't know if that house-sitting thing is going to happen, and we need to know about that, because then we'll have to move at the end of May. But since I don't know what's going on, moving hasn't stressed me out yet, since what's the point of worrying about it if there is a 50% chance we're not moving? So instead of dreading the end of May, I'm just looking forward to it.
John has started biking the 6 miles to work a couple of times a week. I'm proud of him, but this makes me feel even lazier than I already do. I'm considering getting into a regular work-out schedule at the gym in our complex. I think I'm going to start Sunday, since this week I've just been so exhausted. Maybe try to go every weeknight except Thursday, since that is Annie night. Good to have a night off. Then also workout whichever weekend day John is working. So 5 days a week, total. I'll see if I can manage it. I just feel so bleh, and I'd like to change that.
Tomorrow I am helping Brian move. That should be a good workout, at least. I just hope the rain holds off until we are done. And that he is completely packed :) I like moving when it's not my stuff we're lugging around, so I anticipate some fun. Brian probably doesn't agree.
OK, back to work.
Mandy's still annoying though
I'm watching West Wing from the beginning. Man. Sooooo good.
Classic
Soothsayer: "Bewarrrrrrre the Iiiiides of Maaaaarch!"
Caesar: "What the heck are the Ides of March?"
Soothsayer: "The 15th of March!"
Caesar: "Oh, that's today!"
*stab stab stab*
Last night John and I went to the Clarendon Ballroom to see a documentary he and his coworker Mike had helped a client with. It was about local musicians in New Orleans post-Katrina, we were told. So we go, and the place is far more packed than we'd expected. Movie was supposed to start at 8, started at 8:30. Introduction was very long and not listened to, but the guy did thank John and Mike for their help, so that was cool. Turns out that by 'documentary' they mean '80 minutes of music video'. It was just 5 minutes of a band, weird sped up driving transition, 5 minutes of another band, rinse and repeat. Not really a documentary, in my opinion. I assumed there would be interviews, or some kind of narration, or something. Some of the bands were very, very good, some were mediocre, and a few were downright weird. We watched about an hour of it, but we were standing the whole time and it was 90 degrees in the place, so when Mike had to go, we left too. The creators were a bit, er, trashed, so I'm sure they didn't mind. Went to Whole Foods, bought an Apple Pie (Pi?) and some ice cream, and surprised ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) roadtohell with it. Since he had spent all day yesterday begging me for pie, it seemed like the thing to do.
Went home, watched Bones (yay for being caught up!) and passed out. Lord I'm tired today. I'm commuting in with Eric and Jess now, and Jess needs to be at work at 8:30, so I pick them up at 8 instead of Dan picking me up at 8:15. Overall, I'm getting up about 20 minutes earlier than before. Not a big deal, but I didn't sleep overly well last night, and I would have appreciated those extra 20 minutes. I predict another day of not being able to focus at all. Bleh.
Skiing Part 2
I can't remember if I posted on the first time I went skiing, but I went for the 2nd time on Friday. Same place as we went a couple of weeks ago. This time was much, much, much better than last time. First off, instead of being giant sheets of ice, the slopes were covered in softer, slushier stuff, which made stopping a hell of a lot easier. No accidental ohmigod-i'm-going-30-miles-an-hour-helllllllllp runs this time. Secondly, John is a great ski teacher. The 90 minute class I took last time was on this tiny 2 degree slope, and so I didn't really learn that much, except for how to stand on skis without falling over (not that hard people). Lastly, going on a Friday meant it was really empty, which was sooo much better than last time, when there were people careening everywhere.
This time, John and I spent a few hours on the green slopes, him cutting paths for me to follow, and etc. I did pretty well until a guy came really near me, startled me as I was trying to stop and I fell hard. (There were some HUGE assholes out there screaming down the greens, getting as close to other skiers as possible. If you're such a hot shot, go ski a black, for god's sake.) The fall kinda robbed me of my confidence, so we took a break for lunch. After lunch, my knees and shins were hurting, so we did a few more runs and then I packed it in. Went to get my book and sent John off to ski the blues/blacks. Except, for some reason, they closed the blacks down like 2 hours before sunset, since they aren't lit for night skiing (just as John got to them, of course). We left an hour after they closed them, and I still needed my sunglasses. Lame.
So yeah...I guess I ski now...sort of. I haven't even managed to go completely down a long run in one shot, but I think next time I'll be ready to do just that, and maybe try some blues, or something. I think it's fun. I wish someone had taught me when I was a kid though. It's kind of an ego blow to have 6 year olds whipping by you.
Now it's time to take some headache medicine and try to get back to work. Only 2 more hours and I get to go outside into the nice weather! I was skiing on Friday, and it's going to be 75 on Wednesday. Only in DC.
Holding it in my hand, Leo!
I miss West Wing. Yes, I know, I should be watching Studio 60, and when I get around to finding the 2 John Goodman episodes somewhere (the Tivo ate them) I will watch all the episodes since then, and get my fill of Bradley's Joshness and Aaron's wit. But man, it's just not the same. I started watching West Wing from the very first ep, and never missed one. I feel about it the way people I know feel about Buffy, and the way idiot teenagers feel about the OC. Why did it have to die? I have all the DVDs...I should rewatch it. Even that crappy 4th season. 3rd Season? When did the MS circus start? And when did they shoot the leader of Qumar? That crappy time. I just miss CJ, Toby and the quipping. And Bartlett. And Leo. I can't decide who I miss most. (I just know it isn't Sam) And it'll be fun to watch Mandy disappear all over again.
This is what I get when I pick a month of my archives from last year and read through them. God, ok, back to work.
Moonface
John and I went to Faccia Luna last night for his co-worker's farewell dinner. We went out a bit late, 8:30, because that's when the co-worker in question got off work. Dinner was a lot of fun. Faccia Luna has both amazing pizza and amazing service. They were a bit busy, but the owner (I think) came out to help put some tables together for us, and thanked us each for coming. The waiter was totally on top of everything. It was nice. John's work friends, most of whom I've never met, are quite nice, especially the couple that is, of course, moving to Ohio on Monday. I hate it when you meet and like new people, only to find out they are moving away. Lame.
I just ate my leftovers: white pizza with garlic and chicken. Very few pizza places get garlic on pizza right (Washington Deli is one) but they did a fantastic job last night. Man that was good, but now I'm soooo garlicky. Note to self: garlicky leftovers are not so great when you have no toothbrush or mouthwash at work.
I think John and I are going skiing tomorrow, depending on whether I can take off work. Dan is out tomorrow, and Stacy (one of Dan's assistants) and Erica (my assistant) are both out sick today. If they aren't both in tomorrow, I can't really take off. At the least, Stacy needs to be here. I figure I'll call Stacy later in the day to see what her plans are, but I've called Erica twice already today, and she's not picking up. Dammit. Saturday is not a good ski day: rain and high 50s. Sunday looks like more of the same, plus I'd rather not drive 6 hours in a day to ski and then have to work the next morning. I worry that if I don't go skiing a second time this season, I'll never want to go back. I didn't hate it when we went last month, but I definitely need more practice. I hope it works out.
Objective: Shut the hell up
I know, I never post. I've actually let my subscription expire...seems silly to renew just to use icons...which it seems like they are letting me use anyway. However, today I posted an ad on Craigslist, hoping to get some more part-timers for the Calling Project, and am really, really regretting it, just because of the crap I'm getting.
I just wanted to ask a question, and share something:
Question: Do people really like to see objectives listed on resumes? Do people out there think it's a good idea? If so, why?
Here are some of the objectives listed on resumes I've gotten today. I mean, seriously. What are people supposed to be writing here? Because I feel these are all just a line of bull that everyone in the world knows is a line of bull. And some of them get a little lost.
"I want to obtain a permanent position that will allow me to utilize my work skills to fulfill the company’s goals."
"I am eager to be part of a team that will help me excel in the field that I have been training for and would like to nurture my abilities to my fullest potential."
"An opportunity to obtain a position with your company/agency that will enable me to utilize my experience and computer skills."
"To secure a rewarding position that encourages professional growth and that will offer an opportunity to utilize my administrative skills while gaining new expertise abilities." (What the hell are expertise abilities?)
"To gain experience and skills in a professional environment"
"To obtain employment where I can use my personable personality to show attention to detail, administrative abilities, organization skills, and other skills and potential I possess as a positive team player, to their fullest ability." (Personable...personality. That's all I'm saying.)
I also had a girl list under her Qualification section:
Sensible
Punctual
Sense of Humor (good sense of humor? bad sense of humor? these things are important to know)
I'm sorry, but EVERYONE'S actual objective in looking for work is to fulfill a company's goals by using their skills. Why? Because that's how you get PAID. Translation: "I want you to hire me so I can make money by doing well enough that you don't fire me. I'm going to try to conform to the job description, which is what you do when you take a job. Did I mention making money?"
Does anyone out there have an objective on their resume that makes sense?
TV and other things
So, Studio 60...I'm still not sold. Although TWOP reminded me that Jack quoted "Now You Know" from Merrily We Roll Along last week, which makes me happy. I meant to comment on that. Love that show. Otherwise, I dunno, I feel like it's very rough still...all the transistions are choppy, and some of the ideas are just...bleh. Maybe I'm just comparing it to West Wing too much. All it does is make me long for that show when it was good. I'm unwilling to let go of it yet though...I'll probably just keep watching it for the rest of the season.
Heroes, on the other hand, does have me completely hooked, and John moreso, if possible. Every night I hear "Is it Monday yet?" I just love it. Everyone is good, everything is good. It's like the first season of Lost. Speaking of that show...meh to the first episode. It's certainly more interesting than ALL of last season...but I know that we just get to look forward to at least 3 pairs of episodes that go Jack/Sawyer/Kate and then What Everyone Else Was Doing During That Last Episode. I hate that. Do some cuts, break it up, it's not that hard.
Tonight is new Lost and Criminal Minds, which I have to remember to actually Tivo. Brian, any chance I can get that tape from you in the next few days? It doesn't really matter if I watch them out of order, of course.
In other news, the wedding is 4 days away, and then I can put that dress away and stop stressing about how I'll look next to 3 thinner girls. I've gained weight this week because of being stressed about gaining weight. Nice job, body. Maybe afterwards life can go back to normal.
Terrors
I seem to be having a lot of nightmares lately. I think it's because I eat too late. Last night we had dinner at like 9pm.
They vary sharply in plot. A few nights ago, I dreamt that Eric and I had been caught by terrorists, and they were going to make him kill me by getting on an elephant (that was only like 3 feet high) and running me over. But instead he veered away, and then I jumped on and we tried to escape. Except we fell off the back because it's hard to sit on a bare elephant, and the elephant ran away. The terrorists chased us and I fell while running and Eric kept going without looking back. So I tried to shout after him, but I couldn't get the words out. The terrorists catch me and one has his gun aimed at my head but I can't get away, I do that little pathetic backwards scrambling thing but there is nowhere to go. He's about to shoot me when I wake up.
Last night, I dreamt that I was in this house that was very stereotypically '70s...and so was the family in it. And for some reason, all around the house these 'footsteps' of raised carpet were pasted onto the actual carpet, leading from the front door around the rooms to the stairs and up. And the mother of the family sends her kids to their rooms to do their homework, and she says something about the footprints like "not like they hurt anyone". Then suddenly the Doors song "People Are Strange" comes on, and I see the kids in one of their rooms all rocking out to it, not that you can rock out to that, and then I realize everyone is going to die. So I run downstairs and there, marching through the house on the footprint things, to the beat, are 5 or 6 young men holding giant knives and meat cleavers. They have dead eyes, just staring straight ahead. And they go room to room to kill everyone. And I try and wrestle a knife away from them in the kitchen, but I can't...one of them tries to put the cleaver through my face, and I wake up.
Fun, no? There have been a lot more in the last 2 weeks, this is just what I remember. Also, that second dream is the first time I remember having a song playing in the dream like that.
Er...hi
So...
Since mid-June, every single day I have stared at the Spreadsheets of Doom. Usually I work on them for a month at a time...but this time it was 3 months. Because I did both versions of the database onerightaftertheother, which I've never done before. And I had a lot less help, so I did most of it myself. It was, erm, not fun. I finally finished it all up on Friday. I wanted to do more work on it to make it better, but the time had come.
Today, I have nothing to do. So I just read 2 weeks of friends page goodness. And my webcomics, and forums, and now I have not a lot to do to appear busy. The new girl starts today. She seems very bubbly and New York-y...a Long Island girl, I think. But more sure of herself than the last two. Hopefully she'll stay.
I was going to write more, but I actually have a couple calls to make...maybe later.
A Musical Note
It's hard to stay stressed out when you are listening to Frank Sinatra.
It is also hard not to dance at your desk. Or at least 'bop' along to the music.
OK, I know, it's been a while
This isn't a real update, I'm just noting...This
Way to go, CBS. Greeeat idea. ::rolls eyes::
In other news, I think I have a cold. Why do I only get colds in the summer? God knows.
My birthday is in...16 days. I'll be turning 25. I don't know what I want to do. John doesn't really know what to get me. I have no suggestions for him heh. Hmm...
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