Friday, May 30, 2008

Isn't this gorgeous?

Thursday, May 29, 2008

The Day From You-Know-Where

Oh jeez. I knew I never should have gotten out of bed. From the interview at the staffing agency to the general feeling of being out of place all day, I knew I probably would have been better off just staying in bed. Or maybe I should take a more positive approach and say you learn something every single moment you are alive. It just hasn't presented itself yet today. I'm just glad that today IS OVER!!! Which puts me one day closer to the Sex and the City Movie night. I'm so excited. It's actually the the sole item getting me through the week. Go girliness!!!

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Summer plans

Part of me longs for the summers that I used to pack my bags and go to camp for the whole summer. Ah camp, where the worst of my troubles was trying to figure out whether to do the spiral or the striped pattern on my tie dye t-shirt and how to teach it to a bunch of pre-adolescent females. That part of me wants nothing more than to find a good girl scout camp up here and ship off tomorrow. The logical part of me says I'm way to old for that and I should be focusing on my future. I hate that I'm so darned logical sometimes. I'm going to continue to look for PCA jobs, while working on the grad school application process. And I'll keep reminding myself to take this ONE DAY AT A TIME.

Quote of the Day

If I'm a spinster for the rest of my life,
My yarns will keep me warm on cold and lonely nights. ~Kimya Dawson

I love this girl!!!

In other news, the countdown is down to 11 days. I'm so looking forward to the end of this school year. I learned a lot, and grew a lot, but that doesn't mean I don't deserve a good summer break. All in all, I'm glad I moved up here to the great upper mid-west to be apart of this community. I'm here to stay, for another year at least. More details to come.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Coulda Shoulda Woulda

Now that the spring/summer is off to a start I can think of a million things that I need to start doing again.

Like running
Enjoying Walks around the lake

Enjoying life
Calling friends just for the heck of it, for no reason at all and having wonderful conversations full of nothing.

Making collages for no reason at all.



Reading things I WANT TO READ. (As opposed to things people tell me to read!)

Breathing deeply
Looking for jobs I enjoy

and much, much, more! (Stay tuned!)

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Weird voice mail message

Who the hell is Bobby McEntire and where is her garbage can?

I just got the oddest voice mail message on my phone just now. It said, and I quote:

"J, when are you going to get a garbage can because I deal with your garbage every week and I'm getting tired of it. This is the old lady in the back."

Who are you? And how did you get my phone number?

This is really weirding me out!



Yes, I dump my garbage out back, but it's in my LANDLORD'S can. Was this merely a wrong number? You didn't leave your number, and my phone was off, so I have no way of tracking you down? This is just plain creepy. Please reveal yourself!

Monday, May 19, 2008

Kid Talk

My latest conversation with my three-year-old roommate goes as follows: (read into it what you will.) I'll call the tot M.

M: (as I'm leaving for my second job of the day) J, I'm going outside! (waves shoe in general direction of my face)

Me: Oh really! That sounds fun!

M: Wanna come with me?

Me: I'd love to, but I have to go to work.

M: Again?!?!

Me: Ha! Yeah, again. Unfortunately.

M: Why???

Me: Because I'm broke. You'll understand when you're a bit older.

M: Why you broke?

Me: Ha! Because I do National Service for a living.

M: Oh! That's why you're broke!

Me: Oh M, you are so wise beyond you're years sista! Wise beyond you're years kid!

Jamie Lee Curtis

Does she look a little, well, scary, to anyone else but me? Her skin is pulled back so tight on her face that she looks like she had more than one botched face lift or bad Botox treatment. Just sayin'.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Awesome video Emily sent me

(Thanks, BTW!)

What I'm loving now!

Northern Exposure oh how I love thee! I’ve been Netflixing this older than dirt show and realizing how much I really missed out on when this show was on the air. With every episode I realize just how much this show tries (successfully) to capture the heartbreak and joy that is real life. The reason, I believe I am so drawn to it is because it mirrors my life to a T.
It wasn’t too long ago that I was Dr. Joel Flieschmann, a teacher in the strange land of Minneapolis, MN. It wasn’t too long ago that a strange bout of circumstances brought me here. It wasn’t too long ago that I declared I hated it and wanted to leave but it was sooner still that I decided to stay and might even be working at the same school!
I see a bit of myself in every character. Maggie (Janeane Turner), the feisty refuse-to-settle strong female pilot, or Shelley, the dumb blonde that wants so much to know what she wants or where she belongs.
I even see a bit of myself in the male characters. There’s Maurice, a retired NASA astronaut who moved to the 49th state after failing to live up to his family’s expectations that he join the military. (I suspect there’s a little bit of not wanting to live in the shadow of the younger brother naval captain.) There’s also Ed, the native that bounces around aimlessly looking for nothing more than a good time on the outside but is incredibly complex beyond words inside and wants secretly to know more about his roots and heritage. I can even relate to Holling and his story a little bit. The never feeling good enough and always wanting more and finally getting the girl (Shelley) is a lovely side story.
Then, of course there is Chris, played by none other than the lovely John Corbett. Everything this man is in I love, and that’s partially because I have a slight schoolgirl crush and partly because this man is just plain TALENTED!
Stay tuned…more to come!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Acting (Take II)


Tonight is the night that I attempt to get off-book with this. I am the other gravedigger. I've written my partner's lines in my finest American slang. The bard would be proud for sure.

Act Five

Scene One

Gravedigger: How the hell can she be buried HERE when she took her own life willingly?!?! Damn rich folk!

Other: I tell thee she is therefore make her grave straight. The coroner hath sat on her and finds it a Christian burial.

Gravedigger: Are you sure, you moron?

Other: Why, ‘tis found so.

Gravedigger: It must be because of some Latin phrase that I don’t know. But if I say it in Latin this bozo won’t know the difference. And if I explain myself he’ll think I’m even brighter than I think I am!

Other: Nay, but hear you, Goodman Delver---

Gravedigger: Oh shut up don’t you know it’s my turn to talk? This is what I think is going on here. If she had gone to the water, it’s bad. If the water comes to her, it’s good. It’s all a matter of interpretations. I really don’t know what I’m talking about, so I’ll add some fancy words here and my lesser half won’t know the difference!

Other: But is this law?

Gravedigger: YES! I forgot the name of it so I’ll make up some name like the quest law. That doesn’t sound that sophisticated, so I’ll but a crowner on it: Crowner’s Quest Law it is!

Other: Will you ha’ the truth on it? If this had not been a gentlewoman, she should have been buried out o’ Christian burial.

Gravedigger: AH! You’re starting to catch on! Give me my spade! There actually were now ancient Christians except for Adam.

Other: Was he a gentle man?

Gravedigger: Only the first to bear arms! (Of course he was, don’t you know anything you fool!)

Other: Why he had none.

Gravedigger: Are you crazy? Have you read the bible? You’re a heathen!

Other: Go to.

Gravedigger: Question for you now: What is he that builds stronger then either the mason, the shipwright or the carpenter?

Other: The gallows-maker, for his frames out last a thousand tenants.

Gravedigger: I like thy wit in good faith…you drive a hard bargain. You’re on the right track, but it’s not the gallows-maker. Try again.

Other: Who builds stronger than a shipwright, a mason, or a carpenter?

Gravedigger: Tell me now!

Other: Marry, now I can tell!

Gravedigger: Go on, tell away: Don’t make me wait any longer!

Other: Mass, I cannot tell!

Gravedigger: Oh you’re worthless; go get me a stoup of liquor! And stop busting your brains over it.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Oh what a relief!

To only have two jobs instead of three right now. When I fly into Minneapolis this afternoon I only have to worry about sitting behind a computer at Pearson scoring papers instead of running to the care-taking job and then to Pearson. As much as I am still in awe of not being the "right fit" I'm a little relieved as well. It will all work out in the end I'm sure. This summer I'm sure to find part- or full-time work with them and have this whole thing be over with. Either that or go find full-time work over the YWCA. As much as I hate being on the job market, it still is kind of thrilling at the same time!

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Today I feel like...

this panda.

After a marathon week of running to three jobs and keeping up the job search and Life After AmeriCorps housing search, I collapsed at midnight last night and slept until ten. Then I woke up, read more Hamlet, and fell back asleep. I must really need the rest. I don't mind being a hermit, and now I'm listening to my usual Saturday evening program, A Prairie Home Companion with Garrison Keillor. I love Saturdays.