GIRLS RULE.
BOYS DROOL.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
A Select Few
Once in a very great while I get to know someone who makes me feel so good because they are so good that I almost don't even care how they feel about me because it's so nice to like them. Thank you.
Enjoy!
I am dreamily content and relaxed to the extent that I don't want to go to bed quite yet because I want to enjoy feeling so nice a little longer.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
I just wrote these haikus
Staring at the tree
Second pot of coffee brews
Contemplative me
______________________________
Thanksgiving Thursday!
Never doing what we want--
Let's go stuff our gourds.
______________________________
______________________________
Kittens mittens pie
grandfather clock fell on me
childhood memories
______________________________
______________________________
Vivaldi Winter
Tori Amos and Sade
Evanescence You
______________________________
Lascivious thoughts
Does that turn you on, my dear?
Let's have a play date.
______________________________
I like honesty
...just sometimes not quite that much
oh, she's so pretty
______________________________
What's Mazy eating?
Why is she behind a rock?
Daily Puppy pic.
Second pot of coffee brews
Contemplative me
______________________________
Thanksgiving Thursday!
Never doing what we want--
Let's go stuff our gourds.
______________________________
______________________________
Kittens mittens pie
grandfather clock fell on me
childhood memories
______________________________
______________________________
Vivaldi Winter
Tori Amos and Sade
Evanescence You
______________________________
Lascivious thoughts
Does that turn you on, my dear?
Let's have a play date.
______________________________
I like honesty
...just sometimes not quite that much
oh, she's so pretty
______________________________
What's Mazy eating?
Why is she behind a rock?
Daily Puppy pic.
rejection
"At this time we have decided to pursue other candidates. The competition included several people with master’s level work in organizational effectiveness, and we felt that they would offer a better fit for the position. We wish you the best in your job search."
Saturday, November 19, 2011
I don't like selfish people
I try not to be selfish myself, and I often fail, but I'm going to try harder because I don't like when people are selfish and always put their needs and wishes first. When someone really needs help and has to ask for every little thing they (I) need, and sometimes, say, 'yes, really. now would be nice, yeah,' and when I am practically immobile with a bad knee and ankle and you go out and don't get home until it's light outside, and then just pass out, it hurts my feelings and makes me mad. I can walk around slowly, but I'm still sore and swollen, and less steps seems like a good idea to me.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
stupid leaves and stupid ground
and stupid week and stupid neighbors.
On the way to class I tripped on the way to the car because of the leaves covering where the sidewalk ends (thanks, Shel Silverstein) and where the leaf-filled dirt begins. I don't know if it's a sprain or twist or whatever, but my ankle hurts a lot, and my opposite leg in the back behind the knee hurts a lot. I have a very low threshhold for pain, and it hurts a lot, and that upsets me. I just don't want permanent damage. I watched my mom break her ankle in two spots, have both her knees replaced, and about a million other things, and so I get scared. I almost passed out. Plus, this was the class before the final exam, and now I had to miss it after blowing off Tuesday's class. ugh.
UPdate: a. I think I'm okay, although quite sore.
b. I'm a maroon. I emailed the professor apologizing and explaining and asking about the lecture, and he wrote back first saying he hoped my ankle was okay, and then stating that we did not have class today because it's the beginning of finals week.
gulp.
On the way to class I tripped on the way to the car because of the leaves covering where the sidewalk ends (thanks, Shel Silverstein) and where the leaf-filled dirt begins. I don't know if it's a sprain or twist or whatever, but my ankle hurts a lot, and my opposite leg in the back behind the knee hurts a lot. I have a very low threshhold for pain, and it hurts a lot, and that upsets me. I just don't want permanent damage. I watched my mom break her ankle in two spots, have both her knees replaced, and about a million other things, and so I get scared. I almost passed out. Plus, this was the class before the final exam, and now I had to miss it after blowing off Tuesday's class. ugh.
UPdate: a. I think I'm okay, although quite sore.
b. I'm a maroon. I emailed the professor apologizing and explaining and asking about the lecture, and he wrote back first saying he hoped my ankle was okay, and then stating that we did not have class today because it's the beginning of finals week.
gulp.
I admit it: I'm proud of myself
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JOIN TODAY to claim your place alongside other high-achievers.
You have worked hard to be considered in the top 15% of your class at DePaul University. Because of your academic excellence, you have been invited to join Golden Key International Honour Society and be rewarded for your efforts.
We encourage you to join by December 20, 2011 to begin taking advantage of a host of exclusive member benefits and privileges, including:
* $1,000,000 (USD) in scholarships
* Graduate School Connections and events
* Study Abroad offerings and scholarships
* Network of more than 2 million members worldwide
* Exclusive job and internship opportunities
* Leadership positions at campus and Society level
* Opportunity to participate in various service initiatives
* Unique discounts with Bank of America, GEICO, T-Mobile, The Princeton Review and many more.
To learn more about the many ways that you can benefit from Golden Key membership, visit www.joingoldenkey.org.
JOIN TODAY to claim your place alongside other high-achievers.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Is this too Lame?
So, I got an invitation in the mail to join Golden Key International Honour Society. I guess I'm in the top 15% or something. It's a one-time $80 fee to join and get discounts and possible scholarships, plus, it's something to put on my resume perhaps. I'm already a member of Phi Kappa Phi Honor Society, and that's on my resume. So...is it worth $80 or is it just douchey?
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Table that Zoe made for my birthday
At seven, my niece enjoys working in the woodshop with my brother. She made me this table for my birthday, and the picture on top is Zoe and me holding our purses. cute!!
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Monkey Strike
from McSweeneys.net
"One Thousand Monkeys Rise Up.
BY Michael Rottman
- - - -
Sirs,
Please find below the final draft of our demands. Be advised that we have set next Friday as a strike deadline.
1.
Scheduled Breaks
We have agreed to provide typing services for no less than one thousand years, and we are prepared to fulfill our obligations. Despite your hurtful comments at the last board meeting about our “tiny-brained attention span,” we have never forgotten this to be the project’s goal. However, management seems to believe that the millennium of typing must occur in an unbroken stream. Those who rest, even briefly, are punished; nuts and berries must be consumed with one hand on the keys; sleep is barely tolerated. Even the meanest Dickensian sweatshop let its workers sleep at night. We require a structured workday, with reasonable breaks and contemplative family time in the evening.
2.
Hereditary Placement
Simply put, your policy of breeding current employees to produce future typists is a disgrace. For generations, we have been marked for the typewriter at birth. Many of our young express the desire to strike out on their own. I, for one, dreamed of a career beside an organ grinder, but it was not to be. Has my suckling son inherited his father’s rhythm and showmanship? How to know, except by ending this legacy of conscription? Also, arbitrary breeding plays havoc with our society, making fools of the dominant males. It must cease.
3.
Hardware Upgrades
When the project began, typewriter technology was in its infancy. In this day and age, there is no excuse for clumsy, dangerous manual typewriters. The racket is deafening and the ink is poisonous. You have reprimanded us for our frequent dances and chants of anger on the job. This is our only recourse when faced with a twisted ribbon or keys that jam 50 times a day, not to mention the worst problem: mangled tails. Almost every worker has a horror story and the tail wounds to prove it. Acquiring personal computers would all but eliminate injury and noise; at minimum, electric typewriters are needed. An old-technology purge is past due. On that note, may we suggest Old Typewriter Bashing Friday, or some other opportunity to vent on the symbolic oppressor. It would be a fine olive branch to the workers. It may even curb our alcohol problem.
4.
Religious Freedom
Please stop pretending to be gods. It has been over a century—we’ve caught on. There are no gods trapped in the typewriters. Shakespeare was not a god, and the pages on which we reproduce his words are not fetishes. Leave us to worship Lord Banana in our own way. (FYI, Lord Banana is not what we call him, but we cannot speak his true name in your presence, so we allow you to use this approximation.)
5.
Globalization
We are all too familiar with this line of thinking: 2,000 monkeys could do the job in 500 years, 4,000 monkeys in 250 years, etc. We have some rudimentary business knowledge, so we can understand how enticing this must sound. It doesn’t work that way. A million monkeys won’t pop out King Lear in an hour. Stop being so linear. We cannot allow you to neglect your core staff for pie-in-the-sky initiatives like these. You will only spread our resources thinner.
6.
Robot Monkeys
We must insist that you deploy them only after a monkey falls ill and before his/her live replacement is found. They may be efficient, but they would seem to violate the whole spirit of the project. And they are scary. They are ruled by a dark god.
7.
Fecal Projection
We will hurl our feces at our own discretion. On this point we can brook no opposition. Any attempt to constrain the hurling renders our entire arrangement null and void. To regulate the art of the wildly flung turd is to rob it of its beauty, and, frankly, diminishes us all. You don’t have to understand. There are many aspects of this project that we have never understood.
- - - -
In conclusion, the keys will fall silent if we cannot come to a settlement. We look forward to a reasonable response—not that infernal water gun you normally use to “negotiate.” Invoking the sober words of the Bard himself, I quote a sentence we recently completed: You rub th=][e sore whe6xx1n you should bri5478ng the plasttter. Heed his warning.
Mr. Bongo IV
Chief Steward
Union of Simian Random Typists"
"One Thousand Monkeys Rise Up.
BY Michael Rottman
- - - -
Sirs,
Please find below the final draft of our demands. Be advised that we have set next Friday as a strike deadline.
1.
Scheduled Breaks
We have agreed to provide typing services for no less than one thousand years, and we are prepared to fulfill our obligations. Despite your hurtful comments at the last board meeting about our “tiny-brained attention span,” we have never forgotten this to be the project’s goal. However, management seems to believe that the millennium of typing must occur in an unbroken stream. Those who rest, even briefly, are punished; nuts and berries must be consumed with one hand on the keys; sleep is barely tolerated. Even the meanest Dickensian sweatshop let its workers sleep at night. We require a structured workday, with reasonable breaks and contemplative family time in the evening.
2.
Hereditary Placement
Simply put, your policy of breeding current employees to produce future typists is a disgrace. For generations, we have been marked for the typewriter at birth. Many of our young express the desire to strike out on their own. I, for one, dreamed of a career beside an organ grinder, but it was not to be. Has my suckling son inherited his father’s rhythm and showmanship? How to know, except by ending this legacy of conscription? Also, arbitrary breeding plays havoc with our society, making fools of the dominant males. It must cease.
3.
Hardware Upgrades
When the project began, typewriter technology was in its infancy. In this day and age, there is no excuse for clumsy, dangerous manual typewriters. The racket is deafening and the ink is poisonous. You have reprimanded us for our frequent dances and chants of anger on the job. This is our only recourse when faced with a twisted ribbon or keys that jam 50 times a day, not to mention the worst problem: mangled tails. Almost every worker has a horror story and the tail wounds to prove it. Acquiring personal computers would all but eliminate injury and noise; at minimum, electric typewriters are needed. An old-technology purge is past due. On that note, may we suggest Old Typewriter Bashing Friday, or some other opportunity to vent on the symbolic oppressor. It would be a fine olive branch to the workers. It may even curb our alcohol problem.
4.
Religious Freedom
Please stop pretending to be gods. It has been over a century—we’ve caught on. There are no gods trapped in the typewriters. Shakespeare was not a god, and the pages on which we reproduce his words are not fetishes. Leave us to worship Lord Banana in our own way. (FYI, Lord Banana is not what we call him, but we cannot speak his true name in your presence, so we allow you to use this approximation.)
5.
Globalization
We are all too familiar with this line of thinking: 2,000 monkeys could do the job in 500 years, 4,000 monkeys in 250 years, etc. We have some rudimentary business knowledge, so we can understand how enticing this must sound. It doesn’t work that way. A million monkeys won’t pop out King Lear in an hour. Stop being so linear. We cannot allow you to neglect your core staff for pie-in-the-sky initiatives like these. You will only spread our resources thinner.
6.
Robot Monkeys
We must insist that you deploy them only after a monkey falls ill and before his/her live replacement is found. They may be efficient, but they would seem to violate the whole spirit of the project. And they are scary. They are ruled by a dark god.
7.
Fecal Projection
We will hurl our feces at our own discretion. On this point we can brook no opposition. Any attempt to constrain the hurling renders our entire arrangement null and void. To regulate the art of the wildly flung turd is to rob it of its beauty, and, frankly, diminishes us all. You don’t have to understand. There are many aspects of this project that we have never understood.
- - - -
In conclusion, the keys will fall silent if we cannot come to a settlement. We look forward to a reasonable response—not that infernal water gun you normally use to “negotiate.” Invoking the sober words of the Bard himself, I quote a sentence we recently completed: You rub th=][e sore whe6xx1n you should bri5478ng the plasttter. Heed his warning.
Mr. Bongo IV
Chief Steward
Union of Simian Random Typists"
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Jello
The Jello lid says, "Frown is a five-letter word." This is really irritating to me, since "frown" is a FIVE-letter word! I know that's a phrase... bla bla is a four-letter word, and that's fine for four-letter words, but for words with less or more letters, there should be a new phrase. So stupid, but it is cute...I guess..
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Yippee
I'm glad that I got to get home early tonight, and I'm happy that I'm going to be eating vegetables and wheat pasta for dinner. I know it's not healthy to eat late, but I stay up late too, so there. I got my advisor's feedback on my lit. review today, and it's nothing too overwhelming.
I think I wrote this a year or two ago...
I refuse
to let my refuse
become my refuge
even though
I kind of have—
It's easy and hard
to excuse my failures
by thinking of Picasso,
Dickinson, or Nick Drake
It's easy because—well
if even they got rejected—
there's really no reason
to feel too bad.
It's hard though because—
Well – they were gifted;
exceptions to that rule
that we hear so much about.
to let my refuse
become my refuge
even though
I kind of have—
It's easy and hard
to excuse my failures
by thinking of Picasso,
Dickinson, or Nick Drake
It's easy because—well
if even they got rejected—
there's really no reason
to feel too bad.
It's hard though because—
Well – they were gifted;
exceptions to that rule
that we hear so much about.
Happiness
"Happiness is a butterfly,
which when pursued,
is always just beyond your grasp,
but which,
if you will sit down quietly,
may alight upon you."
--Nathaniel Hawthorne
which when pursued,
is always just beyond your grasp,
but which,
if you will sit down quietly,
may alight upon you."
--Nathaniel Hawthorne
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Happy Birthday to Me
I had a nice day, and after a Baconfest dinner, I really just want a vegetablefest dinner. No more bacon ever...for a week or so. I'm so grateful for my family and friends whom I love so much.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
the sap that I am
C. Marlowe
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
COME live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield.
There will we sit upon the rocks
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
There will I make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull,
Fair linèd slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold.
A belt of straw and ivy buds
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my Love.
Thy silver dishes for thy meat
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall on an ivory table be
Prepared each day for thee and me.
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my Love.
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
COME live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield.
There will we sit upon the rocks
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
There will I make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle.
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull,
Fair linèd slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold.
A belt of straw and ivy buds
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my Love.
Thy silver dishes for thy meat
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall on an ivory table be
Prepared each day for thee and me.
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my Love.
My blog, my boring posts
I need to back track to where I was earlier because I forgot to pay my bill. EEK! Once I relax for a few minutes...
Brain Yet Working Not
So far today, I have said: "I didn't say anything; I was just thinking out loud" and "I didn't hear it; I heard it." I meant to say I didn't hear it; I smelled it. Oh bed, I will meet up with you again later.
Andy Rooney Will Be Missed
Although a lot of people didn't like his trivial comments, I have been watching 60 Minutes and enjoying his comments since I 'had' to watch 60 Minutes when I was little because my parents were watching it. With most of the original cast now gone, I wonder how much longer the show will last.
Andy Rooney
Andy Rooney
Friday, November 4, 2011
Got Ideas?
The White House, Washington
Good afternoon,
When President Obama says that we can't wait to put Americans back to work, he's not just talking about the White House. He's talking about all of us. That "we" is everyone.
The President has a proposal -- the American Jobs Act -- that economists say could put nearly two million Americans back to work. But some in Congress are determined to block that jobs plan, so we're getting started with concrete actions that President Obama can take without waiting on lawmakers to debate legislation or pass a bill.
We are looking at everything that the government can do, and we know that some of the best ideas are going to come from people like you.
If you have an idea for something President Obama can do without the help of Congress, or know of a program in your community that needs to go nationwide, I want to hear from you.
Submit your recommendations at WhiteHouse.gov/Advise
Submit your recommendations
President Obama believes that creating jobs and growing the economy are national goals, ones we all share as Americans.
And as the Deputy Chief of Staff for Policy, I want to make sure that the President hears about plenty of proposals to help accomplish those goals.
For the past few weeks, I've been leading a series of meetings here at the White House to come up with steps we can take right now to create more jobs -- without Congress.
That's why President Obama has signed orders to streamline research grants for entrepreneurs, help families refinance their mortgages, and make it easier for graduates to repay their student loans.
These are all actions that couldn't wait.
Now we're looking for more ideas just like these, concrete steps we can take right away to put people back to work and help make communities stronger.
Take a minute to share your idea:
WhiteHouse.gov/Advise
I'm really looking forward to hearing what you have to say.
Thanks,
Nancy-Ann DeParle
Deputy Chief of Staff for Policy
Good afternoon,
When President Obama says that we can't wait to put Americans back to work, he's not just talking about the White House. He's talking about all of us. That "we" is everyone.
The President has a proposal -- the American Jobs Act -- that economists say could put nearly two million Americans back to work. But some in Congress are determined to block that jobs plan, so we're getting started with concrete actions that President Obama can take without waiting on lawmakers to debate legislation or pass a bill.
We are looking at everything that the government can do, and we know that some of the best ideas are going to come from people like you.
If you have an idea for something President Obama can do without the help of Congress, or know of a program in your community that needs to go nationwide, I want to hear from you.
Submit your recommendations at WhiteHouse.gov/Advise
Submit your recommendations
President Obama believes that creating jobs and growing the economy are national goals, ones we all share as Americans.
And as the Deputy Chief of Staff for Policy, I want to make sure that the President hears about plenty of proposals to help accomplish those goals.
For the past few weeks, I've been leading a series of meetings here at the White House to come up with steps we can take right now to create more jobs -- without Congress.
That's why President Obama has signed orders to streamline research grants for entrepreneurs, help families refinance their mortgages, and make it easier for graduates to repay their student loans.
These are all actions that couldn't wait.
Now we're looking for more ideas just like these, concrete steps we can take right away to put people back to work and help make communities stronger.
Take a minute to share your idea:
WhiteHouse.gov/Advise
I'm really looking forward to hearing what you have to say.
Thanks,
Nancy-Ann DeParle
Deputy Chief of Staff for Policy
Thursday, November 3, 2011
BEEEEEauuty-fulll DAY!
ZOMG! this is my favorite kind of day, aside from the perfect Ferris Bueller summer-type day. I"m wearing my red rain coat and my purple corduroy pants, and my hair is doing the right things, and it's dark and rainy! Either the world changes on days like this, or it's me. Parsimony suggests the latter. If I was working downtown today I would SO go to Shalom Deli on Wells for lunch and get a way-overpriced 1/2 corned beef and swiss toasted on rye sandwich with matzo ball soup and a can of Pepsi. Alas, I'm not. But it's okay because I had waffles and Snickers for breakfast!!!! And I'm going to make more coffee! Happy happy boing boing boing.
I hope you are having a great day too! Enjoy the coziness of the weather especially if indoors. And notice how people seem nicer when they're all bundled up.
I hope you are having a great day too! Enjoy the coziness of the weather especially if indoors. And notice how people seem nicer when they're all bundled up.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
BLURGH!
I can NOT NOT NOT make myself work on my lit. review, which is apparently "All Wrong!" anyway today. I will try now...I just keep staring at it.
the sound of....
SILENCE!!!!
SILENCE SILENCE SILENCE!!!
:) but seriously, the only thing making noise right now is my hard drive (need to fix that), and my typing. I love it! Home Alone XVIII Starring me. YAY!
SILENCE SILENCE SILENCE!!!
:) but seriously, the only thing making noise right now is my hard drive (need to fix that), and my typing. I love it! Home Alone XVIII Starring me. YAY!
I need to look into this
I thought most apartments had balconies. Is this not the case? I think a balcony is necessary.
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