So, tomorrow, I'm gone. To Sharon's house in fact. I shall leave tomorrow between ten and eleven, and I shall return sometime Sunday evening. Actually.... yeah. I don't know the plan so much for coming back. But that I think I can handle playing by ear.
I have tons of funny stories to tell, mostly about my dinner (or lack of it) tonight, but I'm really tired, and I still need to finish packing, so I guess I'm off. I shall return anon.
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Oops.....
So, I totally just realized that the inklings meeting isn't until tomorrow night. And we can't meet in lottie because lottie closes at six. So..... Yeah. I just thought you'd all like that update on my stupidity.
Major Ouch
So, after going sledding the other day, I was pretty stiff, and my left knee was very bruised.
Then, last night, I fell down the stairs at work. So my bottom hurts and my hips hurt and my arms hurt.
Then, this morning, I banged my knee - the one I had formerly bruised - on a desk. And it hurts ridiculously much. Every time I bend it, it hurts like the dickens.
It's cold. And I'm bored. And I'm mat at C.S. Lewis for not finishing The Dark Tower, and I'm mad at my heater for not heating my room properly.
Ok, self-pitying portion of blog post over.
For the good news? J-term is over tomorrow! I'm ready for a little more variety, and I'm definitely ready not to have to wake up at 7 every morning. I shall now be able to sleep in until 8. "Praise the Lord and pass the tax rebates!" Also, I finished my book cover project! It looks pretty darn attractive, if I do say so myself. Especially considering the trouble I had coming up with a concept and starting the creation process. Professor Kasperak sounded pretty favorable too, which is generally a good sign. He was in a very good mood today.
Oh, and I went to an artist's talk yesterday afternoon, and that was good. It was really interesting. I didn't know what to expect, since it's only the third artist's talk I've ever been to, but it was really interesting. He was articulate, and had some interesting insights into the creation process.
And I picked up a drop/add class form today, so hopefully my schedule will make more sense by tomorrow. Also, I picked up an application for a double major. I have to set up a meeting with the chair of the English department to discuss it and get another advisor. I just hope he approves. I don't know why he wouldn't, but just the fact that I have to get approval makes me nervous.
When I went to pick up Zoe, Elle, and Noah from school yesterday, it started snowing.... The highways were good, but the little roads..... really really scary. I misjudged my first brake, and almost hit a car. Well, slight exaggeration. But I almost tailgated a car. I drove a grand total of 20 miles an hour the entire trip that I didn't spend on the highway. I have to say that it was really scary. I like highways. I don't like little roads. Who thought of putting a school in the absolute middle of nowhere anyway? No fears though - I made the trip safely.
Um.... on to the 'inklings' meeting I suppose.
Then, last night, I fell down the stairs at work. So my bottom hurts and my hips hurt and my arms hurt.
Then, this morning, I banged my knee - the one I had formerly bruised - on a desk. And it hurts ridiculously much. Every time I bend it, it hurts like the dickens.
It's cold. And I'm bored. And I'm mat at C.S. Lewis for not finishing The Dark Tower, and I'm mad at my heater for not heating my room properly.
Ok, self-pitying portion of blog post over.
For the good news? J-term is over tomorrow! I'm ready for a little more variety, and I'm definitely ready not to have to wake up at 7 every morning. I shall now be able to sleep in until 8. "Praise the Lord and pass the tax rebates!" Also, I finished my book cover project! It looks pretty darn attractive, if I do say so myself. Especially considering the trouble I had coming up with a concept and starting the creation process. Professor Kasperak sounded pretty favorable too, which is generally a good sign. He was in a very good mood today.
Oh, and I went to an artist's talk yesterday afternoon, and that was good. It was really interesting. I didn't know what to expect, since it's only the third artist's talk I've ever been to, but it was really interesting. He was articulate, and had some interesting insights into the creation process.
And I picked up a drop/add class form today, so hopefully my schedule will make more sense by tomorrow. Also, I picked up an application for a double major. I have to set up a meeting with the chair of the English department to discuss it and get another advisor. I just hope he approves. I don't know why he wouldn't, but just the fact that I have to get approval makes me nervous.
When I went to pick up Zoe, Elle, and Noah from school yesterday, it started snowing.... The highways were good, but the little roads..... really really scary. I misjudged my first brake, and almost hit a car. Well, slight exaggeration. But I almost tailgated a car. I drove a grand total of 20 miles an hour the entire trip that I didn't spend on the highway. I have to say that it was really scary. I like highways. I don't like little roads. Who thought of putting a school in the absolute middle of nowhere anyway? No fears though - I made the trip safely.
Um.... on to the 'inklings' meeting I suppose.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Life, in General
Well, life is good I suppose. I'm finally making headway on my book cover project. I now have about eight permutations of my original four ideas. Not bad for..... twelve hours work? Wow, that's a lot of work in two days, on the weekend.... And I've still had time for fun. Yay for fun.
I went sledding today with Lucy and Sharon. It was tons of fun. We took lunch trays (someone on Lucy's floor had stolen them) and went up to cemetery hill. It looked pretty scary, but, after seeing Lucy and Sharon try it twice with no ill effects, I tried it. It was a blast! The best was when we formed a chain, linking legs and attempting to sled. I say "attempting" because .... it.... didn't .... quite work. We lost trays, we fell over, turned around backwards, and only made it halfway down the hill one time. That was the best. We stopped halfway down, laughing our heads off and crushing poor Lucy, who started out at the back but ended up in front. The trays went flying down the hill, coming to rest painfully far out of reach. Ah, the laughter. We just lay there for a bit, staring at the sky, which was that beautiful perfect clear blue, fading down to violet and sort of white, with the moon hanging high in the sky. It was the most subtle sunset I've ever seen. "Sledding by light of the moon" as Lucy put it.
So I'm pretty tired right now, but I still feel the need to work. I couldn't stand staring at any more book covers for a while though. Therefore, I think I'll go revise some of my writing. I feel like writing. Writing is good.
I went sledding today with Lucy and Sharon. It was tons of fun. We took lunch trays (someone on Lucy's floor had stolen them) and went up to cemetery hill. It looked pretty scary, but, after seeing Lucy and Sharon try it twice with no ill effects, I tried it. It was a blast! The best was when we formed a chain, linking legs and attempting to sled. I say "attempting" because .... it.... didn't .... quite work. We lost trays, we fell over, turned around backwards, and only made it halfway down the hill one time. That was the best. We stopped halfway down, laughing our heads off and crushing poor Lucy, who started out at the back but ended up in front. The trays went flying down the hill, coming to rest painfully far out of reach. Ah, the laughter. We just lay there for a bit, staring at the sky, which was that beautiful perfect clear blue, fading down to violet and sort of white, with the moon hanging high in the sky. It was the most subtle sunset I've ever seen. "Sledding by light of the moon" as Lucy put it.
So I'm pretty tired right now, but I still feel the need to work. I couldn't stand staring at any more book covers for a while though. Therefore, I think I'll go revise some of my writing. I feel like writing. Writing is good.
Better Late Than Never
So, it's been a long time since I posted. Sorry about that. A lot of distracting events have ..... distracted me.
Aaron's in the hospital right now, so that was definitely distracting news. He's doing OK, though I haven't heard directly from anyone for a couple days.... Mom tried to call me tonight, but I wasn't here. I was going to try and call Dad today, but again I was distracted. So.... I guess tomorrow is my day to call home and call Birmingham to see what's happening.
Tonight, I was studying in the mac lab, and I suddenly realized that it was really quiet, and it was eleven o'clock at night, and there was absolutely no one else in the building.... It totally creeped me out. I mean, it was really, really creepy. Big echo-y hallways, big dark windows..... Definitely creepy.
And.... there's tons of snow right now. I just went for a walk with Liz, and I'm totally freezing. We got about two inches I think. Maybe two and a half. They were heralding a blizzard, but really it only rated as a snowstorm. Gorgeous though. Absolutely gorgeous. A couple days ago we had some snow, about an inch, and it was these huge, fluffy snowflakes, so that the sky seemed white, and you couldn't help catching snowflakes on your tongue. Every time you opened your mouth it was filled. None of that silly chasing around stuff.
The book cover project is.... Hard. It's honestly not going so hot right now, even though I'm working as hard as I can on it.... Ok, maybe not that hard. But I'm working as hard as is reasonable.
We had a game day today in the Union. It was a lot of fun. We also had literary group meeting, and that was good too. Andrew had a story mostly finished (2nd draft) to read to us, and it was really really good. I want to read it over sometime at leisure, to get a closer critical look at it, but I was impressed.... And Lucy had a story too, a short letter from a soldier to his sister, that was incredibly eloquent and poetic. Sort of sad and noble. Almost a martyr's voice. I was highly impressed with that as well. I had the first draft of a story too, but I didn't get to share it.... We sort of ran out of brains to listen and evaluate. Maybe next meeting we'll have time.
Alright then. I realize that I'm rambling, so I'm gonna head to bed. My face is finally thawing and I can smile again. I'd forgotten faces could get that cold. I've revised my sleeping-in-the-cold-and-never-waking-up theory. It would probably hurt a bit. My legs were sort of stinging, and my face was too. There are numerous ways to get around it though, I'm sure. I could propound them, but I don't want to creep anyone out. = ) It was gorgeous. Good enough. And now I'm going to bed.
Aaron's in the hospital right now, so that was definitely distracting news. He's doing OK, though I haven't heard directly from anyone for a couple days.... Mom tried to call me tonight, but I wasn't here. I was going to try and call Dad today, but again I was distracted. So.... I guess tomorrow is my day to call home and call Birmingham to see what's happening.
Tonight, I was studying in the mac lab, and I suddenly realized that it was really quiet, and it was eleven o'clock at night, and there was absolutely no one else in the building.... It totally creeped me out. I mean, it was really, really creepy. Big echo-y hallways, big dark windows..... Definitely creepy.
And.... there's tons of snow right now. I just went for a walk with Liz, and I'm totally freezing. We got about two inches I think. Maybe two and a half. They were heralding a blizzard, but really it only rated as a snowstorm. Gorgeous though. Absolutely gorgeous. A couple days ago we had some snow, about an inch, and it was these huge, fluffy snowflakes, so that the sky seemed white, and you couldn't help catching snowflakes on your tongue. Every time you opened your mouth it was filled. None of that silly chasing around stuff.
The book cover project is.... Hard. It's honestly not going so hot right now, even though I'm working as hard as I can on it.... Ok, maybe not that hard. But I'm working as hard as is reasonable.
We had a game day today in the Union. It was a lot of fun. We also had literary group meeting, and that was good too. Andrew had a story mostly finished (2nd draft) to read to us, and it was really really good. I want to read it over sometime at leisure, to get a closer critical look at it, but I was impressed.... And Lucy had a story too, a short letter from a soldier to his sister, that was incredibly eloquent and poetic. Sort of sad and noble. Almost a martyr's voice. I was highly impressed with that as well. I had the first draft of a story too, but I didn't get to share it.... We sort of ran out of brains to listen and evaluate. Maybe next meeting we'll have time.
Alright then. I realize that I'm rambling, so I'm gonna head to bed. My face is finally thawing and I can smile again. I'd forgotten faces could get that cold. I've revised my sleeping-in-the-cold-and-never-waking-up theory. It would probably hurt a bit. My legs were sort of stinging, and my face was too. There are numerous ways to get around it though, I'm sure. I could propound them, but I don't want to creep anyone out. = ) It was gorgeous. Good enough. And now I'm going to bed.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
FREEZING!!!!!
Ok, I take it all back - I want to move back south, where it's warm, and I don't have to walk across campus for meals and classes and I don't end up wearing three layers of clothing and still being cold in my own dorm room! I swear the heating's broken or something!
Oh, and did I mention that it's cold?
I like cold, in theory. I've been saying, "Oh, I can't wait for snow, I don't mind cold if there's snow!" Now that it's actually snowing, and it's actually freezing cold.... Well, I guess I'd just forgotten how cold the reality of it is....
I admit, it's beautiful outside. Sunny, with that perfect blue distant sky, and a few chattering leaves hanging grimly onto barren trees. A sort of white dusting of snow, with brown-green grass poking through. The wind is pretty sharp. It makes me tingle, and then of course I go numb.... But the tingling isn't disagreeable. I threw a snowball at a building. And of course I get to drink hot drinks and be all warm in blankets and stuff. So.... overall.... Once I'm awake and the sun is shining, I guess the cold isn't too bad.
But it's still freezing!
Oh, and did I mention that it's cold?
I like cold, in theory. I've been saying, "Oh, I can't wait for snow, I don't mind cold if there's snow!" Now that it's actually snowing, and it's actually freezing cold.... Well, I guess I'd just forgotten how cold the reality of it is....
I admit, it's beautiful outside. Sunny, with that perfect blue distant sky, and a few chattering leaves hanging grimly onto barren trees. A sort of white dusting of snow, with brown-green grass poking through. The wind is pretty sharp. It makes me tingle, and then of course I go numb.... But the tingling isn't disagreeable. I threw a snowball at a building. And of course I get to drink hot drinks and be all warm in blankets and stuff. So.... overall.... Once I'm awake and the sun is shining, I guess the cold isn't too bad.
But it's still freezing!
Friday, January 14, 2005
Good-Bye
Off to Lucy's house!
The spreads are actually going decently. I have some problems to work out still, but it's going better than I thought it would. I need to research some pictures to stick in yet, but I think that'll go OK too. I'm not nearly as stressed as I was when we first got the assignment. I might not end up with the greatest end product, but I'll get it finished and I think it'll be decent. My professor liked the layout of my first couple spreads, so that's cool. And Kelsey and I have our questions basically planned out. So we're all ready to lead discussion on Tuesday.
And..... It rained like cats and dogs this morning early, and is actually almost sunny out right now. Liz and I are going for a walk. So, in order to get to the walk, I'm going to leave my computer now. Yes, yes I really am.
And after I get back from my walk and from work, I'm going to unplug Persephone from the internet, and stuff her in a dark backpack, to be carried to Lucy's house, so that I can work on writings this weekend. I'm pretty psyched.
The spreads are actually going decently. I have some problems to work out still, but it's going better than I thought it would. I need to research some pictures to stick in yet, but I think that'll go OK too. I'm not nearly as stressed as I was when we first got the assignment. I might not end up with the greatest end product, but I'll get it finished and I think it'll be decent. My professor liked the layout of my first couple spreads, so that's cool. And Kelsey and I have our questions basically planned out. So we're all ready to lead discussion on Tuesday.
And..... It rained like cats and dogs this morning early, and is actually almost sunny out right now. Liz and I are going for a walk. So, in order to get to the walk, I'm going to leave my computer now. Yes, yes I really am.
And after I get back from my walk and from work, I'm going to unplug Persephone from the internet, and stuff her in a dark backpack, to be carried to Lucy's house, so that I can work on writings this weekend. I'm pretty psyched.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Another Rainy Day
So.... I don't really feel like writing anything. But I promised myself I would write something every day, even if it was short and stupid. And it didn't necessarily have to be in my blog, but I would actually have to concentrate if I wrote in something besides my blog.
Lucy was kind enough to invite me to her house this weekend, since it's a long weekend, so I'll be out of touch much of the time. I think we're leaving sometime tomorrow afternoon, and I'm not sure exactly when we're getting back.
We got our new IGDPS project assignment, and it's a doozy. We have to lay out four spreads in a magazine-type format, using text that he selected. That's eight pages total, using boring text. We have to use exactly five images, choose and arrange four pull-quotes, use a consistent grid to design the spreads, proofread, print, oh, choose our own typeface (of which we can use only one), and.... and.... and.... And it's really intimidating. I mean, it's totally cool that we get to do this, but I would've preferred to choose my own text, especially considering all the other limitations. It's ten times larger and harder than our last project, and I think we were all sort of in shock. It seemed rather unfair of him to slap that much work on us, even though he did give us more than two days to do it in this time. This time, we have until Wednesday. Which wouldn't be so bad, except I'll be gone all weekend.... Ah well. It'll work itself out. He said that if we mastered this project we should think about changing our majors....
So. Scary project, and instead of working on it, I'm blogging! That will be remedied soon. I am headed to the Mac lab!
Lucy was kind enough to invite me to her house this weekend, since it's a long weekend, so I'll be out of touch much of the time. I think we're leaving sometime tomorrow afternoon, and I'm not sure exactly when we're getting back.
We got our new IGDPS project assignment, and it's a doozy. We have to lay out four spreads in a magazine-type format, using text that he selected. That's eight pages total, using boring text. We have to use exactly five images, choose and arrange four pull-quotes, use a consistent grid to design the spreads, proofread, print, oh, choose our own typeface (of which we can use only one), and.... and.... and.... And it's really intimidating. I mean, it's totally cool that we get to do this, but I would've preferred to choose my own text, especially considering all the other limitations. It's ten times larger and harder than our last project, and I think we were all sort of in shock. It seemed rather unfair of him to slap that much work on us, even though he did give us more than two days to do it in this time. This time, we have until Wednesday. Which wouldn't be so bad, except I'll be gone all weekend.... Ah well. It'll work itself out. He said that if we mastered this project we should think about changing our majors....
So. Scary project, and instead of working on it, I'm blogging! That will be remedied soon. I am headed to the Mac lab!
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Neuroses
Liz was talking about neuroses the other day. I think neuroses are fun. Well.... They're amusing at least. I suggested we should find a psychiatrist to torment this weekend. That might be amusing too. = )
My Catalog of Neuroses:
(well, the top four anyway. Hang on, I might be able to come up with a fifth. )
1. Perfectionism
2. Self-esteem
3. Horrible Mood-Swings
4. Fiddly-ism
5. Don't-Like-Dogs-ism
And yes, Fiddly-ism is a neurosis. It's the most deadly of them all. If you don't get diagnosed and treated early on for Fiddly-ism, it can lead to terrible consequences. You might end up with a favorite pencil you can't write without, because you've always fiddled with it while writing. Thankfully my favorite pencil is a mechanical pencil, so as long as I don't lose it, it will live forever. Think what a tragedy it would be if my favorite pencil eventually ceased to be!
Ok, so I made up the fifth one.
My Catalog of Neuroses:
(well, the top four anyway. Hang on, I might be able to come up with a fifth. )
1. Perfectionism
2. Self-esteem
3. Horrible Mood-Swings
4. Fiddly-ism
5. Don't-Like-Dogs-ism
And yes, Fiddly-ism is a neurosis. It's the most deadly of them all. If you don't get diagnosed and treated early on for Fiddly-ism, it can lead to terrible consequences. You might end up with a favorite pencil you can't write without, because you've always fiddled with it while writing. Thankfully my favorite pencil is a mechanical pencil, so as long as I don't lose it, it will live forever. Think what a tragedy it would be if my favorite pencil eventually ceased to be!
Ok, so I made up the fifth one.
Lost
I have decided that getting lost is my life metaphor. Yesterday, on the way to pick up the kids from school, I got screaming, screeching, turn-around-five-times-wish-you-had-a-cell-phone-and-a-Pennsylvania-map-
or-at-least-a-passenger-so-I'd-have-to-stay-calm-burst-into-tears-at-the-
thought-of-the-kids-waiting-for-me-to-come-pick-them-up-not-knowing-
where-I-am-or-even-if-I'm-coming-pray-desperately-to-God-for-guidance
-or-a-bus-to-follow-anything!-help!-apologize-five-times LOST.
Yes, that is extremely lost. And it seems, in some crazy way, to mirror my life. I'm always wandering around in this insane haze, hoping to God I don't stumble off a cliff or into a pack of Dobermans, and then amazed by his mercy when I stumble onto a paved road instead - even if I can't see more than two feet of it through the fog of confusion.
Then, I got lost trying to find Kaitlin's room last night. Then, today, in IGDPS, I got lost in Adobe Illustrator and barely escaped with my life. I told Professor Kasperak that I felt as if I was floundering in some alien sea trying to figure out how to compose type-and-only-type. He laughed. I suppose it was kind of funny to get so melodramatic in the middle of class about typography. And, I've been told, I'm extremely funny when I'm mad. So maybe I'm also extremely funny when I'm lost.
It's sort of interesting. Sometimes, when I feel lost, like when I need to make a decision about course registration or something equally confusing, it's odd how the answer is staring me in the face. I go through all this turmoil, weighing every option, tearing myself to pieces trying to make a decision, but when I really look completely honestly at the problem, the answer has sort of always been there. I don't always particularly like the answer, but I know what it is. And I feel, if not at peace, at least decided. It's been resolved.
Drumroll please!
Messiah is celebrating the inauguration of our new president this week. Kim S Phipps (I hope I spelled that right) is now the Eighth Messiah College President and the first female ever to hold that office. They're having a make-your-own-ice-cream-sundae gathering tonight for the students. I'm not sure if I'll go or not. I want to, but I may end up working on my presentation with Kelsey.
To which Alexander replied, "If I wasn't Alexander, I would want to be Diogenes!"
Goodnight all, goodnight.
or-at-least-a-passenger-so-I'd-have-to-stay-calm-burst-into-tears-at-the-
thought-of-the-kids-waiting-for-me-to-come-pick-them-up-not-knowing-
where-I-am-or-even-if-I'm-coming-pray-desperately-to-God-for-guidance
-or-a-bus-to-follow-anything!-help!-apologize-five-times LOST.
Yes, that is extremely lost. And it seems, in some crazy way, to mirror my life. I'm always wandering around in this insane haze, hoping to God I don't stumble off a cliff or into a pack of Dobermans, and then amazed by his mercy when I stumble onto a paved road instead - even if I can't see more than two feet of it through the fog of confusion.
Then, I got lost trying to find Kaitlin's room last night. Then, today, in IGDPS, I got lost in Adobe Illustrator and barely escaped with my life. I told Professor Kasperak that I felt as if I was floundering in some alien sea trying to figure out how to compose type-and-only-type. He laughed. I suppose it was kind of funny to get so melodramatic in the middle of class about typography. And, I've been told, I'm extremely funny when I'm mad. So maybe I'm also extremely funny when I'm lost.
It's sort of interesting. Sometimes, when I feel lost, like when I need to make a decision about course registration or something equally confusing, it's odd how the answer is staring me in the face. I go through all this turmoil, weighing every option, tearing myself to pieces trying to make a decision, but when I really look completely honestly at the problem, the answer has sort of always been there. I don't always particularly like the answer, but I know what it is. And I feel, if not at peace, at least decided. It's been resolved.
Drumroll please!
Messiah is celebrating the inauguration of our new president this week. Kim S Phipps (I hope I spelled that right) is now the Eighth Messiah College President and the first female ever to hold that office. They're having a make-your-own-ice-cream-sundae gathering tonight for the students. I'm not sure if I'll go or not. I want to, but I may end up working on my presentation with Kelsey.
To which Alexander replied, "If I wasn't Alexander, I would want to be Diogenes!"
Goodnight all, goodnight.
Monday, January 10, 2005
Weekend
Well, I had a terrific weekend at Jess's! Kaitlin and Jess and I all played with glittery pink makeup, went shopping for hours, and even painted our fingernails with glittery nailpolish. We positively wallowed in girliness. I bought a skirt for heaven's sakes! It's a very cute sort of fiftyish skirt, a cream colour, with little sparklies in it. It goes very well with that green shirt Mom got me while I was home. I'm so excited - I have a skirt that I actually want to wear. A pair of crazy art major jeans, a skirt, a nose piercing what next? No more peircings, that's for sure!
So.... Yeah. I gotta go. But I might post later.
So.... Yeah. I gotta go. But I might post later.
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Yoe Tour
Well people, I will be at Jess's house tonight and most of tomorrow, so there is a strong possibility that I will not communicate during that time period. Amazing, I know! Mackenzie, who has been practicallywedded to her computer since receiving it in August, will now leave her computer for almost two days! I'm actually making it my goal not to post tomorrow, just to see if I can. Of course, I might have so many funny stories that the resolution will go bust - nevertheless, I make it with the best of intentions.
That reminds me of this girl from Hartselle High School - Teresa, a genius but oh so stupid in other ways - who once gave up talking to boys for Lent. She gave up talking to boys. For Lent. Last time I checked, Lent wasn't for destroying friendships.
And, off to have fun! I shall communicate anon! (or .... a not. - Sorry, that was bad. Profuse apologies.)
That reminds me of this girl from Hartselle High School - Teresa, a genius but oh so stupid in other ways - who once gave up talking to boys for Lent. She gave up talking to boys. For Lent. Last time I checked, Lent wasn't for destroying friendships.
And, off to have fun! I shall communicate anon! (or .... a not. - Sorry, that was bad. Profuse apologies.)
Friday, January 07, 2005
Nose Piercing
This nose piercing thing turns out to be fraught with more danger than I expected. It fell out sometime last night or this morning, and I didn't notice until breakfast. I searched high and low, but at this point I think the chances of me recovering it are slim indeed. I didn't realize it would be so hard to keep track of. I thought, oh, once in it's in for good. Apparently not. So.... Genius that I am, I stuck an earring in to keep the skin from closing until I can get a new um.... nose-piercing thing (do they have a technical name? It's not a nose ring because it's not actually a ring. So what is it?). It's working, more or less, but I feel sort of silly with an earring in my nose, and it's a little bit thinner than the real nose-piercing thing was, so if I leave it in for a long time there'll be problems getting the actual post (That must be it! Nose post! Sounds like hitching post.) in. Ah well. You do what you can do.
In other news, I have high hopes of seeing Liz again today! She might (finally) make it back to Messiah! Her journey hither has been fraught with the utmost bad luck, or just bad timing. I say that, but I don't really believe in luck....
Oh, funny thing happened today. My roommate calls and asks, "hey, can you blow up balloons?" I said, "Yeah. Why?" She said, "Well, it's Sarah's birthday and we want to fill her room with balloons but Jaime and I are having trouble. Can you come help?" Of course I agreed, and had a fun time blowing up balloons. Abby even accosted some random people walking down the hallway to help. I thought it was a really creative idea, and I think we should steal it. It's a really funny way to celebrate someone's birthday.
Well, I'm off to work, and then I'm going to attempt to work on my second IGDPS project. It's an interesting one, that's for sure. More info later.
In other news, I have high hopes of seeing Liz again today! She might (finally) make it back to Messiah! Her journey hither has been fraught with the utmost bad luck, or just bad timing. I say that, but I don't really believe in luck....
Oh, funny thing happened today. My roommate calls and asks, "hey, can you blow up balloons?" I said, "Yeah. Why?" She said, "Well, it's Sarah's birthday and we want to fill her room with balloons but Jaime and I are having trouble. Can you come help?" Of course I agreed, and had a fun time blowing up balloons. Abby even accosted some random people walking down the hallway to help. I thought it was a really creative idea, and I think we should steal it. It's a really funny way to celebrate someone's birthday.
Well, I'm off to work, and then I'm going to attempt to work on my second IGDPS project. It's an interesting one, that's for sure. More info later.
Thursday, January 06, 2005
Stupid Freaking Printers
Yes, I know I was going to be in bed by eleven every night during J-term.... But I have to print out my first IGDPS project or else I'll get an F. So I sit here, just waiting for it to print. No matter how long it takes, I shall sit here and wait for it to print. Because I have no choice.
Liz is still stuck in NH. Poor Liz. She's going to have a lot of Philosophy homework to make up. That makes me rather sad. I'm sure it makes her even sadder though.
Yes, it's true that there's a supposed $200 fine for taking food out of Lottie (I don't know that it's ever been enforced) and that if you get caught having sex it's only a $25 fine. Highly ironic and quite amusing. I'm not sure WHY I find the disparity so amusing, because by rights it should probably make me cry.
Hark, is that the sound of a printer? YES! YES IT IS!
Hallelujah!!!!!
[Choruses of angels singing their little winged hearts out in the background. They really ought to get a solo one of these days.]
Hallelujah! IT PRINTED!! I CAN GO TO BED NOW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Liz is still stuck in NH. Poor Liz. She's going to have a lot of Philosophy homework to make up. That makes me rather sad. I'm sure it makes her even sadder though.
Yes, it's true that there's a supposed $200 fine for taking food out of Lottie (I don't know that it's ever been enforced) and that if you get caught having sex it's only a $25 fine. Highly ironic and quite amusing. I'm not sure WHY I find the disparity so amusing, because by rights it should probably make me cry.
Hark, is that the sound of a printer? YES! YES IT IS!
Hallelujah!!!!!
[Choruses of angels singing their little winged hearts out in the background. They really ought to get a solo one of these days.]
Hallelujah! IT PRINTED!! I CAN GO TO BED NOW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cold
Once again my dorm room is freezing cold. I'm not sure why, because we closed the window. I'm huddled in blankets in front of my computer, waiting for its blazing warmth to warm my hands.... I miss having a fireplace. Not that we used it all that much on a regular basis.... But I do remember this one time when we had a blizzard in Ohio, and the power went out for a couple days and we slept in front of our fireplace in our sleeping bags. That was awesome. We also went sledding a whole bunch, and Mom didn't have to go in to work because of the snow. And we made snow ice cream. Mmm, great times.
IGDPS was about the same as yesterday, only less boring let-me-teach-you-how-to-use-photoshop stuff. The really crazy thing is, there are two graphic design classes this J-term. So there are 28 people using a computer lab with only 16 computers in it. Not a big deal during class times, but when it comes to working after class, it creates a lot of problems. We actually scheduled after-class lab hours to work in. Each class gets to use it on alternate days. I mean, I like structure as much as the next person (well, probably more), but that is ridiculous! So here I am, stuck doing nothing until 5 pm when the other class lets out, at which time I have to go do 3 hours worth of work. At least three hours worth of work. Then I have to go to work tonight too, at nine. So it's going to be interesting. I have several hours in the afternoon that I'm having trouble filling, and then I have several hours in the evening that I'll have trouble fitting everything into. Oh well.
I took a short nap this afternoon, so I feel a little bit better, but not much. I have so much trouble sleeping during the day, so to have fallen asleep for even half an hour is quite an acheivement. I must've really needed it. I can tell that I need more, but I just can't make myself sleep any longer. So.... I think I'll go read or something.
HAPPY BIRFDAY LIZ!!!!!!!!!!!
IGDPS was about the same as yesterday, only less boring let-me-teach-you-how-to-use-photoshop stuff. The really crazy thing is, there are two graphic design classes this J-term. So there are 28 people using a computer lab with only 16 computers in it. Not a big deal during class times, but when it comes to working after class, it creates a lot of problems. We actually scheduled after-class lab hours to work in. Each class gets to use it on alternate days. I mean, I like structure as much as the next person (well, probably more), but that is ridiculous! So here I am, stuck doing nothing until 5 pm when the other class lets out, at which time I have to go do 3 hours worth of work. At least three hours worth of work. Then I have to go to work tonight too, at nine. So it's going to be interesting. I have several hours in the afternoon that I'm having trouble filling, and then I have several hours in the evening that I'll have trouble fitting everything into. Oh well.
I took a short nap this afternoon, so I feel a little bit better, but not much. I have so much trouble sleeping during the day, so to have fallen asleep for even half an hour is quite an acheivement. I must've really needed it. I can tell that I need more, but I just can't make myself sleep any longer. So.... I think I'll go read or something.
HAPPY BIRFDAY LIZ!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
7 am?
Yep, I'm back at Messiah once again, haunting the hallowed halls of guerilla education. I got up at the ungodly hour of 7am to make it to breakfast and class in time. I'm really going to have to use a louder alarm. I don't even remember turning mine off this morning. I just remember looking at the clock and going, "Oh, it's 7:05, did my alarm go off? I should get up" and marvelously enough I managed to do just that.
The trip back was uneventful last night, the planes only booked about half full. I even reached Harrisburg 10 minutes early. I found my baggage OK and they searched the one.... But everything was still there so that's cool. J-term is going to be really interesting I think. It feels good to get back in class. It also feels really good to see my friends again! Breakfast was great because I got to see a lot of people.
Oh! And Kelsey's in my Intro to Graphics Design Problem Solving class! So I'm not alone! Isn't that exciting?
Yes, I'm really REALLY tired.
Some profound insights from Prof. Kasperak:
"You can no longer assume that a photograph is truth."
"Filters are a visual gimmick. Use them only for a very good reason, or better yet, not at all."
And some alternative definitions:
Resolution: Ratio of pixels/in of an image
Tolerance: the amount of color variation (measured in pixels) that the magic wand tool will select when you click in an image.
It struck me as quite funny.
Oh, and for those who haven't seen me yet, I just can't keep it a secret any longer. I GOT MY NOSE PIERCED!!!! Yes, I did! Over break! My parents were surprisingly supportive.... especially Mom. Jenn went with me to get it done, since she was there. Good thing too, because I got nauseous afterwards, and felt like I was going to pass out (I DON'T LIKE NEEDLES) and drove home. On New Year's Day. Fitting way to start the New Year don't you think? I got surprisingly little reaction out of people. I guess it fits me, which is good, because I'm planning on keeping it for a good long while.
On that note, back to class..... Probably more updates to come as I explore the weird and wonderful world of J-term.
The trip back was uneventful last night, the planes only booked about half full. I even reached Harrisburg 10 minutes early. I found my baggage OK and they searched the one.... But everything was still there so that's cool. J-term is going to be really interesting I think. It feels good to get back in class. It also feels really good to see my friends again! Breakfast was great because I got to see a lot of people.
Oh! And Kelsey's in my Intro to Graphics Design Problem Solving class! So I'm not alone! Isn't that exciting?
Yes, I'm really REALLY tired.
Some profound insights from Prof. Kasperak:
"You can no longer assume that a photograph is truth."
"Filters are a visual gimmick. Use them only for a very good reason, or better yet, not at all."
And some alternative definitions:
Resolution: Ratio of pixels/in of an image
Tolerance: the amount of color variation (measured in pixels) that the magic wand tool will select when you click in an image.
It struck me as quite funny.
Oh, and for those who haven't seen me yet, I just can't keep it a secret any longer. I GOT MY NOSE PIERCED!!!! Yes, I did! Over break! My parents were surprisingly supportive.... especially Mom. Jenn went with me to get it done, since she was there. Good thing too, because I got nauseous afterwards, and felt like I was going to pass out (I DON'T LIKE NEEDLES) and drove home. On New Year's Day. Fitting way to start the New Year don't you think? I got surprisingly little reaction out of people. I guess it fits me, which is good, because I'm planning on keeping it for a good long while.
On that note, back to class..... Probably more updates to come as I explore the weird and wonderful world of J-term.
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
Shrinking
Well, today is the day. I fly back to Messiah. My flight leaves Huntsville at about 5 pm this evening, and I'll arrive in Harrisburg at about 9:45 pm. And.... That's about it. School is just growing in my mind and everything else is kind of shrinking. Of course, that still doesn't motivate me to pack.
Quote (ten points if you can place it):
"Why must holy place be dark places?"
Quote (ten points if you can place it):
"Why must holy place be dark places?"
Monday, January 03, 2005
Breathe
Amazing to think that I'm headed back to school tomorrow! I'm excited and nervous, and definitely ready to go and get the trip over with. I'm starting to get that uprooted feeling again, and I don't like it so much. I want to be settled in somewhere for a good long while again. I also feel like I'm having an identity crisis. Me! I'm having an identity crisis! Grrrr....
My brothers started school today. Poor guys. I almost envy them though. They go right back to the subjects they studied before Christmas. I'm totally freaking out at the thought of Intro to Graphic Design Problem Solving. The whole "AAHHH whatifIcan'tdoit whatifIscrewup whatifItotallyflunk" thing is back.... I really am just indescribably nervous. An entire zoo's worth of butterflies has taken up abode in my stomach. I'm thinking it's good that my prof is a prof I had last semester so I know sort of what to expect from him. He's my advisor too, which is kind of nice. He's a funny guy and pretty laid back. And there's a little bit of continuity in the fact that I'll have the same room and the same roommate.
What?! Laundry?!?! Again?! Birthday presents? What? You mean I won't be here for Aaron's birthday? Huh? Packing? I need to pack? Oh crap....
Breathe in....
Breathe out....
Don't let it get to you. One thing at a time.
Breathe in....
Breathe out....
My brothers started school today. Poor guys. I almost envy them though. They go right back to the subjects they studied before Christmas. I'm totally freaking out at the thought of Intro to Graphic Design Problem Solving. The whole "AAHHH whatifIcan'tdoit whatifIscrewup whatifItotallyflunk" thing is back.... I really am just indescribably nervous. An entire zoo's worth of butterflies has taken up abode in my stomach. I'm thinking it's good that my prof is a prof I had last semester so I know sort of what to expect from him. He's my advisor too, which is kind of nice. He's a funny guy and pretty laid back. And there's a little bit of continuity in the fact that I'll have the same room and the same roommate.
What?! Laundry?!?! Again?! Birthday presents? What? You mean I won't be here for Aaron's birthday? Huh? Packing? I need to pack? Oh crap....
Breathe in....
Breathe out....
Don't let it get to you. One thing at a time.
Breathe in....
Breathe out....
Sunday, January 02, 2005
Be My Escape
Well, Jenn is off on her way to Taylor. Brandon and Kyle arrived last night about 7:30 this time, and left about 11:00 this morning. I hope they have a good trip. They start classes tomorrow morning. Poor Taylorites. = )
For what it's worth, I definitely approve of Brandon. Jenn and Brandon make a really cute couple. I wasn't sure what to expect, but from what I saw, Brandon is a personable, funny, thoughtful guy. (I won't say it - but you know what I'm thinking, Jenn!) = )
And.... now the house feels really empty. I mean, yeah, I like alone time, but there are some people who are so close to me that being with them is like being alone, only.... not lonely. Ah well. I'll just go bury myself in a book or something (if I can find one that I haven't already read like five times) and look forward to next Christmas.
_______________________
I've given up on giving up slowly
I'm blending in so you won't even know me
Apart from this whole world that shares my fate
And this one last bullet you mention
Is my one last shot at redemption
Cause I know to live you must give your life away
And I've been housing all this doubt
And insecurity
And I've been locked inside that house
All the while you hold the key
And I've been dying to get out
And that might be the death of me
And even though there's no way of knowing
Where to go I promise I'm going
Because
I got to get out of here
I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I got to get out of here
And I'm begging you
I'm begging you
I'm begging you to be my escape
I've given up on doing this alone now
Cause I've failed and I'm ready to be shown how
You've told me the way, and now I'm trying to get there
And this life sentence that I'm serving
I admit, that I'm every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
Be My Escape, Relient K
For what it's worth, I definitely approve of Brandon. Jenn and Brandon make a really cute couple. I wasn't sure what to expect, but from what I saw, Brandon is a personable, funny, thoughtful guy. (I won't say it - but you know what I'm thinking, Jenn!) = )
And.... now the house feels really empty. I mean, yeah, I like alone time, but there are some people who are so close to me that being with them is like being alone, only.... not lonely. Ah well. I'll just go bury myself in a book or something (if I can find one that I haven't already read like five times) and look forward to next Christmas.
_______________________
I've given up on giving up slowly
I'm blending in so you won't even know me
Apart from this whole world that shares my fate
And this one last bullet you mention
Is my one last shot at redemption
Cause I know to live you must give your life away
And I've been housing all this doubt
And insecurity
And I've been locked inside that house
All the while you hold the key
And I've been dying to get out
And that might be the death of me
And even though there's no way of knowing
Where to go I promise I'm going
Because
I got to get out of here
I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I got to get out of here
And I'm begging you
I'm begging you
I'm begging you to be my escape
I've given up on doing this alone now
Cause I've failed and I'm ready to be shown how
You've told me the way, and now I'm trying to get there
And this life sentence that I'm serving
I admit, that I'm every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
Be My Escape, Relient K
Saturday, January 01, 2005
The Approach of Doom
Brandon is coming!
Jenn claims that she's being annoying by talking continually about it. I said, "It's not annoying, it's Cute!" To which she replied, "I"m not sure which is worse."
I really have been saying "Cute" (with a capital C) a lot lately. I've stopped myself from saying I love people to death, because that is a southern phrase akin to "Bless your heart". And we all know what that means! (Or, for those I haven't ranted about this to, it means "You've just done something incredibly stupid and socially unacceptable but we forgive you because you're just stupid and can't really help it") I still say "Cute" though. And I've started saying "Nice" (also with a capitalized first letter) as a sort of exclamation. It drives me nuts. "Nice" means nothing at all, which is why it's so useful (you can say "Nice" to something you think is totally stupid and no one would be any the wiser if you controlled your inflections right) but at the same time it's so aggravating to say nothing as an exclamation. So it's useful but annoying. How to solve this dilemma? Actually, I don't think I will. I think I'll go one saying "Nice" until it drives me completely bonkers after which I'll start saying something else, like "Awesome" or "Rad" until it drives me completely bonkers.
Have a Nice day.
Jenn claims that she's being annoying by talking continually about it. I said, "It's not annoying, it's Cute!" To which she replied, "I"m not sure which is worse."
I really have been saying "Cute" (with a capital C) a lot lately. I've stopped myself from saying I love people to death, because that is a southern phrase akin to "Bless your heart". And we all know what that means! (Or, for those I haven't ranted about this to, it means "You've just done something incredibly stupid and socially unacceptable but we forgive you because you're just stupid and can't really help it") I still say "Cute" though. And I've started saying "Nice" (also with a capitalized first letter) as a sort of exclamation. It drives me nuts. "Nice" means nothing at all, which is why it's so useful (you can say "Nice" to something you think is totally stupid and no one would be any the wiser if you controlled your inflections right) but at the same time it's so aggravating to say nothing as an exclamation. So it's useful but annoying. How to solve this dilemma? Actually, I don't think I will. I think I'll go one saying "Nice" until it drives me completely bonkers after which I'll start saying something else, like "Awesome" or "Rad" until it drives me completely bonkers.
Have a Nice day.
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