It's almost 2 a.m. on Friday night/Saturday morning. I'm not just coming home from being out. Nope, I just logged out of my Micro homework and finished up some regular work. Exciting no? While I may be feeling bad for myself, I have zero reason to... perhaps because I decided to stay up until the wee hours (ahem, 5 a.m.) the past night and followed that up by sleeping in until noon (it's Friday, who cares... apparently not I!!)
So I'm a bit off. I worked/cleaned/read for class/worked on getting rid of headache from noon until about 6 p.m. Then the roommates came home and we sat around talking and cleaning out cupboards until 11 p.m. Well, I decided that I should do at least ONE homework assignment and that is where I am now. Finished with said assignment and ready for bed.
Maybe someday I'll be normal. But until then, I'm gonna just have to love having my weekend on a Thursday and my weekday on a Friday night.
1.30.2010
1.28.2010
Rethinking the Plan
Seriously, I'm starting to re-think I why I even have the text message option for my phone.
The reason why I even bring this up has been over the last ten messages I've received.
1/28 - 2:20 p.m. EST - "Boobs" Yes. Wow.
1/27 - 12:53 p.m. EST - "Made it to the DC interview stage of foreign service. Last major hurdle to clear." What the hell?! I think it was a mistake from the friend
1/24 - 10:38 p.m. EST - "F" This was in reference to the Vikings losing to New Orleans. Who cares about the NFL? Not I! Then again, I did go and watch the game at a bar and managed to partake in three towers. Oops.
1/24 - 4:58 p.m. EST - "And order a beer tower :-)" re: above note
1/24 - 4:55 p.m. EST - "Around 6:15 ish, we'll need find seats" re: above, yes, this is bizniz
1/24 - 1:50 p.m. EST - "Game Day, whoop!" Intense messages only need apply
1/24 - 9:13 a.m. EST - "Right? I think my boss should meet him." Umm... message made me unhappy seeing it was in response to my meeting Mr. Awesome and how I should have his children
1/24 - 1:21 a.m. EST - "It is quite a tasty beverage. Night!" I guess I have a hard time getting thorough messages through via text. To his response I had to call and EXPLAIN what I had meant.
So you see over the past week little to nothing was accomplished via text messages yet I pay ~ $10/month to have the opportunity to send ridiculous/stupid/useless messages to my friends/acquaintances and only hope that something utterly profound (re: stupid) about sex/drugs/stupid people will cross my screen to make it onto the TextFromLastNight page. But as you can tell, that is likely not to happen. I am somewhat sad over this, to think I'm not good enough for it. But then again, if you're an avid reader, you understand that 90% of the messages posted are from 16-22 yr olds who have yet to understand the word responsibility and well, maturity. I'm not saying I'm the picture of maturity but at least I know what is just wrong with a majority of that posted.
The reason why I even bring this up has been over the last ten messages I've received.
1/28 - 2:20 p.m. EST - "Boobs" Yes. Wow.
1/27 - 12:53 p.m. EST - "Made it to the DC interview stage of foreign service. Last major hurdle to clear." What the hell?! I think it was a mistake from the friend
1/24 - 10:38 p.m. EST - "F" This was in reference to the Vikings losing to New Orleans. Who cares about the NFL? Not I! Then again, I did go and watch the game at a bar and managed to partake in three towers. Oops.
1/24 - 4:58 p.m. EST - "And order a beer tower :-)" re: above note
1/24 - 4:55 p.m. EST - "Around 6:15 ish, we'll need find seats" re: above, yes, this is bizniz
1/24 - 1:50 p.m. EST - "Game Day, whoop!" Intense messages only need apply
1/24 - 9:13 a.m. EST - "Right? I think my boss should meet him." Umm... message made me unhappy seeing it was in response to my meeting Mr. Awesome and how I should have his children
1/24 - 1:21 a.m. EST - "It is quite a tasty beverage. Night!" I guess I have a hard time getting thorough messages through via text. To his response I had to call and EXPLAIN what I had meant.
So you see over the past week little to nothing was accomplished via text messages yet I pay ~ $10/month to have the opportunity to send ridiculous/stupid/useless messages to my friends/acquaintances and only hope that something utterly profound (re: stupid) about sex/drugs/stupid people will cross my screen to make it onto the TextFromLastNight page. But as you can tell, that is likely not to happen. I am somewhat sad over this, to think I'm not good enough for it. But then again, if you're an avid reader, you understand that 90% of the messages posted are from 16-22 yr olds who have yet to understand the word responsibility and well, maturity. I'm not saying I'm the picture of maturity but at least I know what is just wrong with a majority of that posted.
1.27.2010
We Grow the Ivy
Best line of the past weekend:
... this is from a girl who was "consoling" a guy that just got done having a very public argument over finances with his long-term girlfriend.
Followed by, second best line:
... after the guy walked away to talk to his girlfriend.
Just add that to the great list of reasons why I can't stand Cornell people and yes, I have had many reasons from the past. And no, I'm not against Ivy League folks. Heck, some of my closest friends are Yale and Harvard Alums. It's really just Cornell. Which, from what I understand, isn't all Ivy. As in, some of the schools within Cornell University don't belong under the Ivy status. Hilarious.
***
School is in full force. I am scrambling each day to do my reading before nodding off to sleep. I am also enjoying a heavier work load. More work means more $$ and who complains about that, not I! Most notably after reviewing flight prices for going back home for Easter, which leads me to this. It is sad and crazy that it's cheaper for a RT-nonstop from DCA to Seattle than it is from DCA to MSP (which INCLUDES a layover). Sick. But then again, I like Seattle, perhaps I should visit sometime soon.
I am still trying to get a hold of this whole weather situation. I mean, I understand that it's warmer in DC than MN, derr. But 60 degrees in the middle of January is a bit ridiculous. Really. It is. I forgot it was just January, I thought it was April and I had missed Easter. Anyhow, I didn't even know it was 60 degrees out until the late afternoon on that day. It took a phone call from my mother announcing that it was blizzard-like conditions in MN while I was sitting in nice, balmy weather. Sad but again, that was good because it meant I was too caught up in work to even know what was going on beyond my bedroom/office.
And that's when I officially knew I had left home... weather no longer matters!
"I totally understand, I mean, I went to Cornell and couldn't get a job for six whole months. Really, I went to an Ivy League school."
... this is from a girl who was "consoling" a guy that just got done having a very public argument over finances with his long-term girlfriend.
Followed by, second best line:
"I think I did something good today! I feel so good!!"
... after the guy walked away to talk to his girlfriend.
Just add that to the great list of reasons why I can't stand Cornell people and yes, I have had many reasons from the past. And no, I'm not against Ivy League folks. Heck, some of my closest friends are Yale and Harvard Alums. It's really just Cornell. Which, from what I understand, isn't all Ivy. As in, some of the schools within Cornell University don't belong under the Ivy status. Hilarious.
***
School is in full force. I am scrambling each day to do my reading before nodding off to sleep. I am also enjoying a heavier work load. More work means more $$ and who complains about that, not I! Most notably after reviewing flight prices for going back home for Easter, which leads me to this. It is sad and crazy that it's cheaper for a RT-nonstop from DCA to Seattle than it is from DCA to MSP (which INCLUDES a layover). Sick. But then again, I like Seattle, perhaps I should visit sometime soon.
I am still trying to get a hold of this whole weather situation. I mean, I understand that it's warmer in DC than MN, derr. But 60 degrees in the middle of January is a bit ridiculous. Really. It is. I forgot it was just January, I thought it was April and I had missed Easter. Anyhow, I didn't even know it was 60 degrees out until the late afternoon on that day. It took a phone call from my mother announcing that it was blizzard-like conditions in MN while I was sitting in nice, balmy weather. Sad but again, that was good because it meant I was too caught up in work to even know what was going on beyond my bedroom/office.
And that's when I officially knew I had left home... weather no longer matters!
1.20.2010
First Day of School
It has begun! I am now on the journey towards gaining a masters degree. I laugh when thinking back to my first class last night. Like always, I arrive early but am too nervous to go and sit in the room so to kill time I go to the ladies room and then sit out in the lounge. I am too shy to introduce myself to fellow students so I pull out the BlackBerry and clear out my email, write down messages and send text messages. Lame. I know. Some of us need time to scope out the competition and become comfortable with their surroundings.
Finally came time for class. I didn't bring anything but my laptop and a note pad. The professor starts with, "I assume you all brought the syllabus?" Yes, I did... errr... via laptop! While he scolded those who didn't I turn on the laptop and pray for a fast load. Phew Syllabus is up! I don't raise my hand and pretend that I had totally planned to review it via the laptop. I'm still nervous and can only hear a voice in the back of my head saying, this better be worth it ... you're screwed if not! I'm scanning the syllabus and hoping that I have the intellect to make it through and prove to my professor that I'm worthy of entering the higher levels of my profession.
When I snapped back to reality the professor is asking for us to introduce ourselves and tell the class how our education is going to improve our goals. CRAP. I'm doomed they're going to think I'm lame. But as students started to tell of their backgrounds I became more comfortable. I made enemy and ally mental lists. When it came to me I stumble through the last five years of my life and to lighten the mood made a joke about going through international security with dried milk powder. People laughed ... I'm liked!!!
The class went a bit more smooth as I caught on to where the professor was going. Slowly but surely the arms on the clock moved to the 10 and 12. I made it. I made it through the first day of class with no foul play, wahoo! Only a thousand days and pages of reading to go until I get that end favored thing - a piece of paper declaring that I do have a masters.
1.14.2010
The Day of the Pomello
Last night a good friend of mine took me shopping out in Seven Corners (Falls Church) to a market where I was the whitest person there. My friend, who comes from Puerto Rican and Japanese background, loves it for the vast amounts of fresh produce and the crazy cuts of meat that you never knew existed outside of Chinatown. I went for kicks and giggles.
As I walked in I moseyed around picking produce that I loved and could find at the local HT and throwing in a few things that I had NO CLUE what they were. I figured that as long as I knew the name I could figure it out, thanks to the age of the internet. One of the new additions to my produce list was the "Pomello" ... best described as a grapefruit on steroids.
It was a beautiful piece and I had to get it. I yelled over to my friend asking, "Do you know what a PO - MEL - LO is?" He shook his head "no" so I stood there for about 30 seconds and contemplated the purchase. I figured, "what the heck, why not?!" and threw one in my basket.
(14 hrs go by)
So I just broke into it and yes, I did it before looking up what the heck it was! I learned quickly that there isn't that much flesh to it but it's way more delicious than your average grapefruit. I also learned that you need to peel the flesh away from the skin or else you'll be eating something not so tasty. After learning that the hard way I was well into pulling fleshy parts off and inhaling them like candy with the sweet juices running down my chin and all over the counter. It was fantastic and I recommend it to anyone who would love a cross between an orange and a grapefruit.
Welcome to my list of "Fruits I Love" Pomello!
1.13.2010
Your Chevy's Blue
As I was doing my workout walk (ahem, trip no. 2 to the over-priced Giant and to the ABC) I noticed that I was over dressed in comparison to my fellow Arlingtonians. No, I wasn't wearing the latest fashion - I was dress warmly in a down coat, mittens and headband. I looked around and thought to myself,"Wow... I'm from MN, I should be able to take this cold weather, how is it that they (re: locals) don't need the cover-up on this chilly, windy day?" I was bothered by this, thinking I had become weak. But really, I've only been gone for a week and that can't weaken a person that much! But then it hit me. Well, it was more like recalling a comment from a friend of mine with regards to her boyfriend from GA. Folks from cold climates know how to properly dress (unless you're a young fellow from Fargo)And apparently some folks don't (re: southerners)
As I looked at people hastily walking down the street I realized that I was cozy in my layers and didn't need to rush to get anywhere - I could just leisurely walk down the street and not worry about getting frostbite.
This may lead into why MN isn't known for fashion but I certainly can say that I'd take having all of my toes and fingers over looking cute.
As I looked at people hastily walking down the street I realized that I was cozy in my layers and didn't need to rush to get anywhere - I could just leisurely walk down the street and not worry about getting frostbite.
This may lead into why MN isn't known for fashion but I certainly can say that I'd take having all of my toes and fingers over looking cute.
1.11.2010
Another Year, Another Zip Code
Well people, as I continue to age I also continue to move. In the past 13 months I have moved four times. Yes, four. It can be annoying and often expensive but then again, staying in one place with no work can also be expensive. This last move, back out to DC (22201 - well, okay, Arlington, VA) was for the purpose of continued education. In eight days I'll be starting grad school and attempting to get a degree that will (hopefully) make me:
1. Make more money
2. More desirable amongst govn't & private agencies
3. Learn the actual laws of the int'l trade land
Cross your fingers folks that this will happen after 3 yrs and $60K in tuition
As much as I loved learning from trial and error I found "error" to be quite expensive and private companies don't like that and government look down upon it, though they were much more lenient.
Right now I'm sitting in my new home still surrounded by crap that needs to be hung/stored/shelved blah, blah, blah but instead of doing that I decided to spend quality time on a failing blog. Also, I'm too angry at my NEW printer/scanner/copier right now. The damn thing won't pick-up the paper - ugh. Really!? I'm about ready to shake it so hard that if it were a live being I'd lose custody.
Anyhow, upset ME will just need to let it cool over night and try again tomorrow...after I watch another episode of Dallas: Season Three (the "Who shot JR!? season)
p.s. Today I signed up for zipcar.com ... after 13 yrs of car ownership I have gone carless and now will only be car-sharing, I have a feeling a post or two may come of the new journey.
1. Make more money
2. More desirable amongst govn't & private agencies
3. Learn the actual laws of the int'l trade land
Cross your fingers folks that this will happen after 3 yrs and $60K in tuition
As much as I loved learning from trial and error I found "error" to be quite expensive and private companies don't like that and government look down upon it, though they were much more lenient.
Right now I'm sitting in my new home still surrounded by crap that needs to be hung/stored/shelved blah, blah, blah but instead of doing that I decided to spend quality time on a failing blog. Also, I'm too angry at my NEW printer/scanner/copier right now. The damn thing won't pick-up the paper - ugh. Really!? I'm about ready to shake it so hard that if it were a live being I'd lose custody.
Anyhow, upset ME will just need to let it cool over night and try again tomorrow...after I watch another episode of Dallas: Season Three (the "Who shot JR!? season)
p.s. Today I signed up for zipcar.com ... after 13 yrs of car ownership I have gone carless and now will only be car-sharing, I have a feeling a post or two may come of the new journey.
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