I went bowling in Chicago yesterday.
Yes, you heard right. I woke-up at 5 am to catch a flight out of Dulles to O'Hare and then went bowling and ate some food from 10:30 am until 2pm. That's what my organization calls a company picnic.
I decided to spend a few extra hours in the city so I at least went downtown to mourn the loss of my beloved Marshall Fields and join the Chicago happy hour scene. It was a good time.
The the best part of the night was the following:
Txt from BS: "Hey, wanna hangout tonight?"
Me: "Sorry, I'm having dinner in Chicago right now"
BS: "and Paris tomorrow.....?"
I so should have said, "No, Italy, I'm hungry for pizza." But I didn't. Darn.
6.29.2007
6.21.2007
Take THAT FB!
I made it. A whole week without looking at The Facebook. I do have to say, rarely did I miss it. Only twice did I start to key in the URL and then realize what I was doing. I also have to admit, I didn't miss it much. Well, at least from what I saw when I did the little check-in today. I don't think I missed any birthdays (cross-my-fingers!) and well yeah, there were some pictures up from a b-day party I attended. All together - boring. So I guess I can live life soundly and happily without the thing. Though I have a feeilng a few friends might get upset over that (again, back to the whole communication thing).
As for right now in my life - I'm so busy I might die! Work has me over my head (ahem, I'm writing this AT work AT 9:12 p.m. on a Thursday...I just got done with my projects for the day). Also I feel like I'm totally out of what's going on. Happy hours are non-existant and about only 10 friends make it on the contstant list. Let's not even start in on family (who I'm sure think I'm actually dead). How can that be? Am I that bad at scheduling my life?
And final thought for the evening....
Whatever happened to going to a home game and having the majority of the crowd cheer for the home team? Last night it was the Nats vs. the Tigers. I do understand that the Tigers are good....but I didn't know that 3/4 of RFK would be filled with Tigers fans. I almost got beer thrown on me because I cheered for the Nats at one point. Seriously...only here would you get that.
I miss my Twins.
As for right now in my life - I'm so busy I might die! Work has me over my head (ahem, I'm writing this AT work AT 9:12 p.m. on a Thursday...I just got done with my projects for the day). Also I feel like I'm totally out of what's going on. Happy hours are non-existant and about only 10 friends make it on the contstant list. Let's not even start in on family (who I'm sure think I'm actually dead). How can that be? Am I that bad at scheduling my life?
And final thought for the evening....
Whatever happened to going to a home game and having the majority of the crowd cheer for the home team? Last night it was the Nats vs. the Tigers. I do understand that the Tigers are good....but I didn't know that 3/4 of RFK would be filled with Tigers fans. I almost got beer thrown on me because I cheered for the Nats at one point. Seriously...only here would you get that.
I miss my Twins.
6.20.2007
Out of Sight - Out of Mind
Funny Note:
A sissors is not your house keys.
I had just gotten done doing errands and I was tired and dirty with a mess of an aparment. When I got home at 9 p.m. I was right on schedule - do laundry, make the egg salad, restock the bathroom supplies, take out the 3 loads of garbage (we just bought and installed a new light fixtures) and vaccum (BIG TIME!!!). The eggs were ready to go, the laundry was in its basket and the garbage was piled high. I grabbed the laundry, picked up 3 small garbage bags and the the blue thing I thought was my keys on the table and headed out the door. "click!," went the door. "Crap!" went me. The door locked. And I was locked out. Also, let's not forget that my roomate had just left for a late dinner with a friend. So there I was stuck and didn't know what to do. So I threw my laundry in the wash and headed outside to dump the garbage. Luckily I had planned on running over to my neighbors later on to grab a ticket .... I just may have been a tad early (20 mins), all sweaty and gross (it was 80% humidity and in the low 80's....at NIGHT) and VERY GRUMPY. Luckily he was nice to me and let me in to cool off and wait for the roomie to get home.
So the moral to the story is.....never think the 'blue' thing is your keys. It could possibly be your sissors.
As for the title....I'm contemplating the whole "is it bad to just let go of some 'friendships'"? You see, it's been a big thing lately on both ends for me. I know why I do [let go] - so it only saddens me that I was that boring/bad/annoying of a 'friend' to others. Luckily I'm quite heartless right now, which makes everything that much easier (ha! that's a bit of a lie). So I guess the whole - "out of sight, out of mind" does play a key role in this. You might at well aslo say......."out of heart" too.
A sissors is not your house keys.
I had just gotten done doing errands and I was tired and dirty with a mess of an aparment. When I got home at 9 p.m. I was right on schedule - do laundry, make the egg salad, restock the bathroom supplies, take out the 3 loads of garbage (we just bought and installed a new light fixtures) and vaccum (BIG TIME!!!). The eggs were ready to go, the laundry was in its basket and the garbage was piled high. I grabbed the laundry, picked up 3 small garbage bags and the the blue thing I thought was my keys on the table and headed out the door. "click!," went the door. "Crap!" went me. The door locked. And I was locked out. Also, let's not forget that my roomate had just left for a late dinner with a friend. So there I was stuck and didn't know what to do. So I threw my laundry in the wash and headed outside to dump the garbage. Luckily I had planned on running over to my neighbors later on to grab a ticket .... I just may have been a tad early (20 mins), all sweaty and gross (it was 80% humidity and in the low 80's....at NIGHT) and VERY GRUMPY. Luckily he was nice to me and let me in to cool off and wait for the roomie to get home.
So the moral to the story is.....never think the 'blue' thing is your keys. It could possibly be your sissors.
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As for the title....I'm contemplating the whole "is it bad to just let go of some 'friendships'"? You see, it's been a big thing lately on both ends for me. I know why I do [let go] - so it only saddens me that I was that boring/bad/annoying of a 'friend' to others. Luckily I'm quite heartless right now, which makes everything that much easier (ha! that's a bit of a lie). So I guess the whole - "out of sight, out of mind" does play a key role in this. You might at well aslo say......."out of heart" too.
6.14.2007
Challenge
Last night, while hanging out with two friends, we got onto the discussion about Facebook and how we are addicts. I find myself on there quite a bit but nowdays I spend less time looking at peoples profiles and more at using the ‘wall’ and ‘messages’ for another form of communication. As we were discussing it and one friend (who was currently logged into the site) was gasping at new found information I felt …. uncomfortable. Is our generation that lazy and removed from friendships that we now only use things like Facebook and MySpace to connect?
Not only has that happened but it also goes with cell phones and Blackberry’s (a.k.a crackberrys). I have so many friends who don’t use their cell phones to talk. Instead they communicate almost solely through text messaging. Now don’t get me wrong – I like the idea that you can send a quick text to someone when you are in a place that the reception is horrible or too loud for one to understand what you’re trying to say. But it’s those who use it to have complete conversations. Really….pick up the stupid phone and talk to the person; so much more can be accomplished in less time.
My favorite are the people, and trust me there are too many, who will be out to dinner with you and right in the middle of a conversation they are checking their Blackberry and sending off e-mails. Trust me. No friend of mine is THAT important that they HAVE to send an e-mail immediately. It’s downright rude.
After going through this little upsetting moment last night I declared that I would like to stop my Facebook account. Needless to say, both friends laughed and said it could never happen. And, at least for now, that is true. I do rely on it too often for information because I was not diligent enough to plan ahead or take the time to write down notes of birthdays, contact information and so on. But I am going to try something……
Starting today I’m going to go an entire week without Facebook.
I know there is no way to monitor this, seeing it doesn’t tell you the last time I logged in. But I will announce if I made it or broke my pledge.
And so…the countdown begins!
Not only has that happened but it also goes with cell phones and Blackberry’s (a.k.a crackberrys). I have so many friends who don’t use their cell phones to talk. Instead they communicate almost solely through text messaging. Now don’t get me wrong – I like the idea that you can send a quick text to someone when you are in a place that the reception is horrible or too loud for one to understand what you’re trying to say. But it’s those who use it to have complete conversations. Really….pick up the stupid phone and talk to the person; so much more can be accomplished in less time.
My favorite are the people, and trust me there are too many, who will be out to dinner with you and right in the middle of a conversation they are checking their Blackberry and sending off e-mails. Trust me. No friend of mine is THAT important that they HAVE to send an e-mail immediately. It’s downright rude.
After going through this little upsetting moment last night I declared that I would like to stop my Facebook account. Needless to say, both friends laughed and said it could never happen. And, at least for now, that is true. I do rely on it too often for information because I was not diligent enough to plan ahead or take the time to write down notes of birthdays, contact information and so on. But I am going to try something……
Starting today I’m going to go an entire week without Facebook.
I know there is no way to monitor this, seeing it doesn’t tell you the last time I logged in. But I will announce if I made it or broke my pledge.
And so…the countdown begins!
6.12.2007
I may or may not be a ....
a Lutheran.
Last Sunday was the first day back sitting in the regular part of service because choir is done for the summer. It was kinda fun though during that time I got a tad bit distracted becuase I knew no one was watching me and I'll have to admit, my mind wandered. My entire life I've grown-up Lutheran (ELCA-Lutheran to be exact). I've adored it for a multitude of reasons such as I'm half Norwegian and half German (which makes up 90% of Lutherans), not to mention it's a base of Minnesota pride. For example, when I walked into my new church in VA and told them I came from MN I understood how celebrities felt. I was adored because I came from the Motherland of Lutheranhood! Beyond the jell-o molds and bake sales I grew to appreciate the denomination for what it stood for (I'm talking post-post-post Reformation!). I find it a pretty welcoming place and, in some places, is willing to take on very controversial social issues instead of ignoring them. I don't believe there is a RIGHT version of Christianity, I believe it is what you find the best way to communicate with the big dude upstairs. And therefore, at least for now, being a Lutheran suites me fine.
But the whole reason why I even brought this little pride factor up (I know, I'm being far from a "modest Lutheran"!) is that I recently read through one of those many lists out there that starts with "You might be a __________ if....." Sadly and humorously I laughed the entire way through.....perhaps because many of them hit home with me.
So here I am, going to share with you (only the ones that are true to me) why I might be a Lutheran if........
...you read your Catechism and start arguing theology with yourself because no one else is around.
...the most mail you receive all year is from the Stewardship Committee.
...you serve Jell-O as a vegetable.
...your biggest fund-raisers are bake sales instead of bingo.
...you can't have a meeting without having a meal.
...you refer to your trip to Minneapolis (or Chicago) as a pilgrimage.
...sharing the peace during the service takes more time than the sermon.
...all of your casserole dishes have your name on the bottom.
...you're willing to pay up to one dollar for a meal at church.
...you ask for "A Mighty Fortress" on the love song request line.
...you actually understand the folks from Lake Wobegon.
...you consume some form of Jell-O at every holiday meal.
...you don't question why the seat you sit in at church is called a pew.
...you have an uncontollable urge to sit in the back of any room.
...you think the communion wafers are too spicy.
...your mother reminds you often that she wishes you'd studied the organ.
...your mother could give any Jewish mother a run for the money in the guilt department.
...you think lime Jell-O with cottage cheese and pineapple is a gourmet salad.
...your congregation's first two operating rules are "Don't change" and "Don't spend."
...your LCMS pastor refers to St. Louis as "the holy city." (WELS=Milwaukee; ELCA=Chicago; ELS=Mankato; etc.)
...at Thanksgiving you serve lutefisk and try to convince your kids it's really a turkey.
...you're at an evangelistic rally and you actually manage to raise your hands waist high.
...the only mealtime prayer you know is "Come Lord Jesus."
...you and your family of six squeeze into the last pew along with the 140 members already sitting there.
...you can't get into heaven without a casserole.
...you notice the Kool Aid stock shot up during the Vacation Bible School season.
...you wonder why bread and wine are used for Communion instead of coffee and donuts.
...you are referred to as the frozen chosen!
...you consider lottery tickets a serious investment.
...you make your hotdishes with cream of mushroom soup and your salads with Jell-O.
...you sing "Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus" while sitting down.
...a line item in the trustee's budget is "coffee maker maintenance."
...you think tuna hotdish is a gourmet meal.
...your idea of an affirmation is "This is most certainly true."
...you feel guilty about not feeling guilty.
...you think anyone who says "casserole" instead of "hotdish" is trying to be uppity (or maybe even Episcopalian!)
...you think the term "Jell-O salad" is redundant.
...you were little you actually thought the Reverend's first name was "Pastor."
...you think you're paying your pastor too much if he gets a new car for the first time in eight years.
...you hear something really funny and smile as loud as you can.
...it takes 10 minutes to say good-bye.
...doughnuts are in the official church budget.
...you're watching "Star Wars" in the theatre and when they say, "May the force be with you," the theatre replies, "and also with you."
...you doodle on the back of communion cards.
...you can say the meal prayer all in one breath.
...Bach is your favorite composer just because he was Lutheran, too.
...you hesitate to clap for the church choir or special music because "it just wasn't done that way in the old days."
... you think the four food groups are coffee, lefse, lutefisk, and Jell-O.
...you actually think the pastor's jokes are funny.
... you pronounce the word Lutheran "Lutern."
...requests you hear are preceeded or followed by the phrase, "If it's not too much trouble then..."
...you know all the words to the first verse of "Silent Night" in German but can't speak a word of it.
...someone asks you after church if there's any "decaf coffee" and you laugh because you KNOW that if it doesn't have caffeine, it can't be coffee!
...you hear something really funny and smile as loud as you can.
...it takes 10 minutes to say good-bye.
...you doodle on the back of communion cards.
...you can say the meal prayer all in one breath.
...Bach is your favorite composer just because he was Lutheran, too.
...you hesitate to clap for the church choir or special music because "it just wasn't done that way in the old days."
..you only serve Jell-O in the proper liturgical color for the season.
...you didn't know chow mein noodles were a Chinese food.
...when someone mentions red and green (in terms of Christmas), you immediately think of a battle over hymnals.
...during the entire service you hold your hymnal open but never look down at it.
...during communion you hum the hymns so you can see who's at church that Sunday.
...rather than introducing yourself to a visitor at church, you check their name out in the guestbook.
...you think Garrison Keillor's stories are totally factual.
...you have your wedding reception in the fellowship hall and feel guilty about not staying to help clean up.
...a midlife crisis means switching from the old hymnbook to the new one.
...the pastor skips the last hymn to make sure church lasts exactly 60 minutes.
...you don't make eye contact when passing someone in the hall because you think it's impolite.
...your choir believes volume is a fair substitute for tonality.
...you don't know what was sooo funny about dat movie "Fargo" then.
...in response to someone jumping up and shouting "Praise the Lord!", you politely remind him or her that we don't do that around here.
...you think a meeting isn't legitimate unless it's at least three hours long.
...peas in your tuna noodle hotdish add too much color.
...you make change in the offering plate for a ten.
...you think butter is a spice.
...you have more than three friends whose first names have the letter "j" as the second letter.
...the only open pew is up front, so you volunteer to shovel the sidewalk.
...Ole and Lena are really the names of your relatives.
...you know what a Lutheran Church Basement Woman is.
...you think hotdish is one of the major food groups.
...you think that an ELCA Lutheran bride and an LCMS groom make for a "mixed marriage."
Yep, I'm just a tad Lutheran!
Last Sunday was the first day back sitting in the regular part of service because choir is done for the summer. It was kinda fun though during that time I got a tad bit distracted becuase I knew no one was watching me and I'll have to admit, my mind wandered. My entire life I've grown-up Lutheran (ELCA-Lutheran to be exact). I've adored it for a multitude of reasons such as I'm half Norwegian and half German (which makes up 90% of Lutherans), not to mention it's a base of Minnesota pride. For example, when I walked into my new church in VA and told them I came from MN I understood how celebrities felt. I was adored because I came from the Motherland of Lutheranhood! Beyond the jell-o molds and bake sales I grew to appreciate the denomination for what it stood for (I'm talking post-post-post Reformation!). I find it a pretty welcoming place and, in some places, is willing to take on very controversial social issues instead of ignoring them. I don't believe there is a RIGHT version of Christianity, I believe it is what you find the best way to communicate with the big dude upstairs. And therefore, at least for now, being a Lutheran suites me fine.
But the whole reason why I even brought this little pride factor up (I know, I'm being far from a "modest Lutheran"!) is that I recently read through one of those many lists out there that starts with "You might be a __________ if....." Sadly and humorously I laughed the entire way through.....perhaps because many of them hit home with me.
So here I am, going to share with you (only the ones that are true to me) why I might be a Lutheran if........
...you read your Catechism and start arguing theology with yourself because no one else is around.
...the most mail you receive all year is from the Stewardship Committee.
...you serve Jell-O as a vegetable.
...your biggest fund-raisers are bake sales instead of bingo.
...you can't have a meeting without having a meal.
...you refer to your trip to Minneapolis (or Chicago) as a pilgrimage.
...sharing the peace during the service takes more time than the sermon.
...all of your casserole dishes have your name on the bottom.
...you're willing to pay up to one dollar for a meal at church.
...you ask for "A Mighty Fortress" on the love song request line.
...you actually understand the folks from Lake Wobegon.
...you consume some form of Jell-O at every holiday meal.
...you don't question why the seat you sit in at church is called a pew.
...you have an uncontollable urge to sit in the back of any room.
...you think the communion wafers are too spicy.
...your mother reminds you often that she wishes you'd studied the organ.
...your mother could give any Jewish mother a run for the money in the guilt department.
...you think lime Jell-O with cottage cheese and pineapple is a gourmet salad.
...your congregation's first two operating rules are "Don't change" and "Don't spend."
...your LCMS pastor refers to St. Louis as "the holy city." (WELS=Milwaukee; ELCA=Chicago; ELS=Mankato; etc.)
...at Thanksgiving you serve lutefisk and try to convince your kids it's really a turkey.
...you're at an evangelistic rally and you actually manage to raise your hands waist high.
...the only mealtime prayer you know is "Come Lord Jesus."
...you and your family of six squeeze into the last pew along with the 140 members already sitting there.
...you can't get into heaven without a casserole.
...you notice the Kool Aid stock shot up during the Vacation Bible School season.
...you wonder why bread and wine are used for Communion instead of coffee and donuts.
...you are referred to as the frozen chosen!
...you consider lottery tickets a serious investment.
...you make your hotdishes with cream of mushroom soup and your salads with Jell-O.
...you sing "Stand Up, Stand Up for Jesus" while sitting down.
...a line item in the trustee's budget is "coffee maker maintenance."
...you think tuna hotdish is a gourmet meal.
...your idea of an affirmation is "This is most certainly true."
...you feel guilty about not feeling guilty.
...you think anyone who says "casserole" instead of "hotdish" is trying to be uppity (or maybe even Episcopalian!)
...you think the term "Jell-O salad" is redundant.
...you were little you actually thought the Reverend's first name was "Pastor."
...you think you're paying your pastor too much if he gets a new car for the first time in eight years.
...you hear something really funny and smile as loud as you can.
...it takes 10 minutes to say good-bye.
...doughnuts are in the official church budget.
...you're watching "Star Wars" in the theatre and when they say, "May the force be with you," the theatre replies, "and also with you."
...you doodle on the back of communion cards.
...you can say the meal prayer all in one breath.
...Bach is your favorite composer just because he was Lutheran, too.
...you hesitate to clap for the church choir or special music because "it just wasn't done that way in the old days."
... you think the four food groups are coffee, lefse, lutefisk, and Jell-O.
...you actually think the pastor's jokes are funny.
... you pronounce the word Lutheran "Lutern."
...requests you hear are preceeded or followed by the phrase, "If it's not too much trouble then..."
...you know all the words to the first verse of "Silent Night" in German but can't speak a word of it.
...someone asks you after church if there's any "decaf coffee" and you laugh because you KNOW that if it doesn't have caffeine, it can't be coffee!
...you hear something really funny and smile as loud as you can.
...it takes 10 minutes to say good-bye.
...you doodle on the back of communion cards.
...you can say the meal prayer all in one breath.
...Bach is your favorite composer just because he was Lutheran, too.
...you hesitate to clap for the church choir or special music because "it just wasn't done that way in the old days."
..you only serve Jell-O in the proper liturgical color for the season.
...you didn't know chow mein noodles were a Chinese food.
...when someone mentions red and green (in terms of Christmas), you immediately think of a battle over hymnals.
...during the entire service you hold your hymnal open but never look down at it.
...during communion you hum the hymns so you can see who's at church that Sunday.
...rather than introducing yourself to a visitor at church, you check their name out in the guestbook.
...you think Garrison Keillor's stories are totally factual.
...you have your wedding reception in the fellowship hall and feel guilty about not staying to help clean up.
...a midlife crisis means switching from the old hymnbook to the new one.
...the pastor skips the last hymn to make sure church lasts exactly 60 minutes.
...you don't make eye contact when passing someone in the hall because you think it's impolite.
...your choir believes volume is a fair substitute for tonality.
...you don't know what was sooo funny about dat movie "Fargo" then.
...in response to someone jumping up and shouting "Praise the Lord!", you politely remind him or her that we don't do that around here.
...you think a meeting isn't legitimate unless it's at least three hours long.
...peas in your tuna noodle hotdish add too much color.
...you make change in the offering plate for a ten.
...you think butter is a spice.
...you have more than three friends whose first names have the letter "j" as the second letter.
...the only open pew is up front, so you volunteer to shovel the sidewalk.
...Ole and Lena are really the names of your relatives.
...you know what a Lutheran Church Basement Woman is.
...you think hotdish is one of the major food groups.
...you think that an ELCA Lutheran bride and an LCMS groom make for a "mixed marriage."
Yep, I'm just a tad Lutheran!
6.08.2007
6.05.2007
How to Keep People from Giving You Work...
1. Blow your nose everytime they come within five feet of you
2. Open up and stack every known binder around you
3. Stack boxes infront of and around your door
4. Pick up the phone as soon as you see them coming
5. Start yelling at the 'system' and how crappy/slow it is (yelling at your computer monitor)
These obvisoulsy work cause I've done all of these several times this week and people are steering clear!
2. Open up and stack every known binder around you
3. Stack boxes infront of and around your door
4. Pick up the phone as soon as you see them coming
5. Start yelling at the 'system' and how crappy/slow it is (yelling at your computer monitor)
These obvisoulsy work cause I've done all of these several times this week and people are steering clear!
How Will You Win?
I’m a Friedman girl. No, not Milton but Thomas. Best put, Thomas Friedman is one of the few NYT journalists that I look forward to reading not for amusement but for a broader point of view when it comes to foreign policy. I may be a bit nerdy because of this but I have found that he makes some very good points. Along with his column I have also taken the opportunity to read two of his novels and will be working on my third. I have to say, they have changed how I perform at my job, how I purchase goods and even what I will accept as truth from the media. I’m not saying he is a righteous man who has all of answers. That is far from the truth. But he is open and attempts to understand what various cultures are doing to work with a world that is globalizing faster than many of them can keep up with.
The reason why I am even bringing this up is because of a few things lately. First of all….my political stance has been shifting ever since I’ve moved away from homen (don't worry....it's nothing huge!). Not because I’m away from family necessarily but because A) I witness the craziness of all major political ideologies nowdays (i.e. because of where I live), B) my new job has forced me into learning even more about intenational markets and politics and C) I have stopped grasping onto every political ideal that some of my friends (past and present) throw around. Not that they are wrong..it’s just I never really questioned or debated them.
Also when I came here I witnessed something crazy, that is - some of the crazies left over from ‘04. The ones who haven’t moved on. The ones that are holding to an old political dream that barely won them an election in some places. It’s funny because when I first arrived [out east]and started to help with various compaigns and party initiatives they thought I was a golden child. The quiet one who just worked. Now they look at me with hesitation. They finally realized that I’m not one of them. No. I’m a different breed. One that they don’t understand. The one that would take a lot of change [on their behalf] and leaving the ‘bubble’ to figure out if they want to even think of winning ’08. I have started to question their ‘purity’ of politics and policy. They don’t like it. Though their pedestal is being chopped down and many are trying hard to hold on. It’s sad.
I ask of you (and myself) stop, think and listen. Much of what you and I stand for is good. But really….think. Is is good for the future of our economy? Our state? Our world? Take it and think hard. Open up and think really, really hard. Don’t start mumbling about despsing the other extreme. Think of those sitting in the middle. How will you win them?
Friedman, like several others over the years, have allowed me to stop and think about it. That may be the reason why my political compass has shifted. So I ask for you to at least try.
As Chairman Rangel says, “we do not need Republican (trade) policy or Democratic (trade) policy. We need American (trade) policy.” This goes for everything.
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On a lighter note: What is up with the Twinkies?! I don’t like getting made fun of…not when it comes to baseball. Get your act together boys!
The reason why I am even bringing this up is because of a few things lately. First of all….my political stance has been shifting ever since I’ve moved away from homen (don't worry....it's nothing huge!). Not because I’m away from family necessarily but because A) I witness the craziness of all major political ideologies nowdays (i.e. because of where I live), B) my new job has forced me into learning even more about intenational markets and politics and C) I have stopped grasping onto every political ideal that some of my friends (past and present) throw around. Not that they are wrong..it’s just I never really questioned or debated them.
Also when I came here I witnessed something crazy, that is - some of the crazies left over from ‘04. The ones who haven’t moved on. The ones that are holding to an old political dream that barely won them an election in some places. It’s funny because when I first arrived [out east]and started to help with various compaigns and party initiatives they thought I was a golden child. The quiet one who just worked. Now they look at me with hesitation. They finally realized that I’m not one of them. No. I’m a different breed. One that they don’t understand. The one that would take a lot of change [on their behalf] and leaving the ‘bubble’ to figure out if they want to even think of winning ’08. I have started to question their ‘purity’ of politics and policy. They don’t like it. Though their pedestal is being chopped down and many are trying hard to hold on. It’s sad.
I ask of you (and myself) stop, think and listen. Much of what you and I stand for is good. But really….think. Is is good for the future of our economy? Our state? Our world? Take it and think hard. Open up and think really, really hard. Don’t start mumbling about despsing the other extreme. Think of those sitting in the middle. How will you win them?
Friedman, like several others over the years, have allowed me to stop and think about it. That may be the reason why my political compass has shifted. So I ask for you to at least try.
As Chairman Rangel says, “we do not need Republican (trade) policy or Democratic (trade) policy. We need American (trade) policy.” This goes for everything.
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On a lighter note: What is up with the Twinkies?! I don’t like getting made fun of…not when it comes to baseball. Get your act together boys!
6.03.2007
Rainy Day
So this is what I get. The first day that I've felt remotely decent in a week and it's raining outside. I usually would love a rainy day as for a good excuse to coop myself up in the house and watch a zillion episodes of Dallas or Arrested. But no. I've been doing that for about a week. I want out. I want to leave. But even if I throw on my boots and grab the umbrella there isn't a place I could really go to. It's Sunday so most of the 'free' things are closed and the fact that my wallet is MIA doesn't help either. So here I am ... bored.. to.. death.
So this is what I've done...
I spent a solid 10 minutes job searching but got bored quickly. Though I have narrowed the search down to three places....Mpls, Chi-town and the Bubble. Mpls has the most jobs that are welcoming me, Chi-town is this mysterious place that I need to check off my list of "places to call home" and the Bubble....oh lord...the Bubble. It's driving me nuts!!! I want to leave but yet when I actually think of doing it my heart breaks. Too many good things here. Plus, how many people get to live in such an awesome place where a regular drive home at night gives you a view of the Washington Monument glimmering off of the Potomac?
Even though I've been cooped up in my freakin' small, over-priced condo (apt really, but condo is the official title so I'll use it and yes, housing prices are annoying me right now) I was able to sneak out last night to go to a concert I've been waiting to see for months. Yes, I finally got to see Black Rebel Motorcycle Club!!! It was amazing. Except the damn light show they thought was necessary. Really!? I was already half deaf and left without a voice due to my cold - no need to blind me too people! But when you take away that little annoyance, it was PERFECT! I'm seriously thinking of forgetting about my crush on FMH who left me for the slopes of CO and start throwing all energy towards Robert, an amazing bass player. Really, he's very talented and has amazing hair. I'm still in awww of the show. Not to mention the opening act, The Cobbs, was another amazing group. Check them out. They are based out of Pilly.
Okay - I'm literally out of things to write about. Seeing I've talked about my cold (boo!), the fact that DC housing sucks (ask my friend who has to come over to shower at my place!), me hating the idea of job searching (really, is it that hard for people to just give you a job?!) and BRMC (who rule and their third album is AMAZING!). But I'll leave you with one question...
Do you think the Twinkies will sweep the Nats and if so...by how much?!
Hahaha. Okay - that was a dumb question. But really - by how much? I'm starting a poll.
So this is what I've done...
I spent a solid 10 minutes job searching but got bored quickly. Though I have narrowed the search down to three places....Mpls, Chi-town and the Bubble. Mpls has the most jobs that are welcoming me, Chi-town is this mysterious place that I need to check off my list of "places to call home" and the Bubble....oh lord...the Bubble. It's driving me nuts!!! I want to leave but yet when I actually think of doing it my heart breaks. Too many good things here. Plus, how many people get to live in such an awesome place where a regular drive home at night gives you a view of the Washington Monument glimmering off of the Potomac?
Even though I've been cooped up in my freakin' small, over-priced condo (apt really, but condo is the official title so I'll use it and yes, housing prices are annoying me right now) I was able to sneak out last night to go to a concert I've been waiting to see for months. Yes, I finally got to see Black Rebel Motorcycle Club!!! It was amazing. Except the damn light show they thought was necessary. Really!? I was already half deaf and left without a voice due to my cold - no need to blind me too people! But when you take away that little annoyance, it was PERFECT! I'm seriously thinking of forgetting about my crush on FMH who left me for the slopes of CO and start throwing all energy towards Robert, an amazing bass player. Really, he's very talented and has amazing hair. I'm still in awww of the show. Not to mention the opening act, The Cobbs, was another amazing group. Check them out. They are based out of Pilly.
Okay - I'm literally out of things to write about. Seeing I've talked about my cold (boo!), the fact that DC housing sucks (ask my friend who has to come over to shower at my place!), me hating the idea of job searching (really, is it that hard for people to just give you a job?!) and BRMC (who rule and their third album is AMAZING!). But I'll leave you with one question...
Do you think the Twinkies will sweep the Nats and if so...by how much?!
Hahaha. Okay - that was a dumb question. But really - by how much? I'm starting a poll.
6.01.2007
Sick
That’s it. I’m callin’ it quits! For the past three days I’ve been living in hell. The hell of my body hating me (I have a head-cold) and the fiery hell of my freakin’ hot apartment. I have been so tired and exhausted from my little hiatus to family-land I have yet to get back into my normal routine. This means I have dirty laundry piling up, hair that hasn’t seen a curling iron for 4 days and a gym that doesn’t remember what I look like. Okay well…I did go to the gym the other day but I got so nauseous I had to leave. Even if I felt good enough to workout I don’t think going and hacking all over the equipment would be a good idea!
I’m also just sick of being sick. I realized that I’m totally sick when I went through this little list of things I normally love:
- Vacuuming
- Ironing
- Washing clothes
- Working out
- Going to a baseball game
- After work drinks
- Cooking dinner
- Yelling at landlord
- Making fun of and with boss
- Answering the phone
- Shopping for shoes
- Watching sports
- Baking
- Beating the sun up
I have ‘nay’d’ all of these proposals, ideas and tasks since I’ve stepped foot off of the plane. It bothers me, a lot. How can one get so sick with a cold that they can’t possible do half of that?! (yes, I understand I’m not normal…but seriously!) So today I managed to go to work – albeit a little late but I got there. The only reason why I went wasn’t for the fact that LOVE it so much (trust me, no one loves their job that much that they want to go and hack around all day it at) but for the fact that I NEED something to do and work is where I would feel awful if I just sat there like a zombie. Even though I hacked my way around work - I was able to get a lot done.
So now I will be going home, baking some brownies in my already HOT apartment, force myself to clean and look presentable all because I have someone coming over. Even though I told him I’m sick, I still feel the need to act and present myself as if I’m great. Though trust me, I will pull out the “I’m sick” card so I can pick the movie!
I’m also just sick of being sick. I realized that I’m totally sick when I went through this little list of things I normally love:
- Vacuuming
- Ironing
- Washing clothes
- Working out
- Going to a baseball game
- After work drinks
- Cooking dinner
- Yelling at landlord
- Making fun of and with boss
- Answering the phone
- Shopping for shoes
- Watching sports
- Baking
- Beating the sun up
I have ‘nay’d’ all of these proposals, ideas and tasks since I’ve stepped foot off of the plane. It bothers me, a lot. How can one get so sick with a cold that they can’t possible do half of that?! (yes, I understand I’m not normal…but seriously!) So today I managed to go to work – albeit a little late but I got there. The only reason why I went wasn’t for the fact that LOVE it so much (trust me, no one loves their job that much that they want to go and hack around all day it at) but for the fact that I NEED something to do and work is where I would feel awful if I just sat there like a zombie. Even though I hacked my way around work - I was able to get a lot done.
So now I will be going home, baking some brownies in my already HOT apartment, force myself to clean and look presentable all because I have someone coming over. Even though I told him I’m sick, I still feel the need to act and present myself as if I’m great. Though trust me, I will pull out the “I’m sick” card so I can pick the movie!
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