Ok I will empathize. At 24, I felt old. I felt like I was making baby steps towards my goals and in the meantime, not enjoying the qualities I had had in my youth. But now I am 26, heading toward 30 at a breakneck speed and I realize, I still am moving towards my goals at caterpillar like speed, I am fatter and wrinklier, and I am TERRIFIED of 30. I am terrified of still not having the things I want- both personally and professionally- and I am terrified that because I am older I will have lost my drive and ambition and I will just settle for whatever my life is like at that point.
It's an ugly image. See, I'm happy with my life but I'm also not. I'm still a student, my family still barely lives paycheck to paycheck, and overall, I just want more. I can't feel Jim-bo's pain over the white hairs yet because, well, I dye my hair but I wake up in the morning and stare at my new wrinkles that will only deepen and I check my ass in the mirror and realize it looks more and more like my mothers everyday. This does not make me happy. I am vain and I am fine with admitting this.
Yet at this point, I am in the same boat as Jim, I may still not be in charge of myself. Working at SESDAC seems to stagnate people, you FORGET that you can be more, that you are smarter and capable of more than you are forced to do, and everyday you are beaten down with drama and bullshit and hard work and you don't even have any energy to try and get yourself somewhere. this is part of why I had to quit. I love the friendships and the memories of working there, I really am grateful for that. But I was losing myself there and everyday I woke up less and less satisfied with my life. I also woke up sick and battered and exhausted every day too but that's beside the point.
So anyways, aging. It sucks. I don't really enjoy being in my twenties still to be perfectly honest, but I am terrified of getting to my thirties and being a perpetual twenty something. I am too smart and worth too much for that to occur. Oh and Jim, yeah you need to post a video of you playing with your disco dinos. And yeah, I have to pace myself now too even though I still attempt to be a total procrastinator about everything. Sigh. I want a nap.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
And I'm only 24
I hate to say it, but I think I'm getting old. In the past few weeks, I, or someone else, have managed to find 4 white hairs on my head. Not to gross anyone out here but tonight I found a white hair in my nose, the second such hair in two weeks. Am I prematurely aging? Perhaps. When I type for long periods of time I notice my fingers ache. I have to take breaks from the computer screen at work, even step outside because the harshness of the fluorescent lights tires my eyes. My back hurts after a long commute into the main office. I find myself wanting to take naps in the afternoon. What the hell is wrong with me?
There was a time, when I could sit in front of a computer and type away for hours working fervently on a paper due only days away. I would sit, all hunched over with a bottle of Mountain Dew or Pepsi, plugging away at the endless paragraphs that were soon to become my masterpiece. I could review scholarly articles with the best of them. I was efficient and fast. I was a paper spitting machine who managed to work in a short amount of time because I was a procrastinator. Now, it takes me a while to get something done. I have to pace myself. Overall, maybe this was inevitable. I was so used to doing things fast and at the last minute that since that part of my life is done for now, I find it difficult to do other things in the same manner. I fear that sentence did not make sense.
Who do I blame for this premature aging that I am experiencing? I blame you SESDAC. Screw it, I'm going to name you. I blame you for the long hours without relief. I blame you for the overnights, and all the heavy lifting. I blame you, for putting me in charge of others when I barely am in charge of myself. I blame you for not allowing me to have a social life. I blame you for decieving me at every turn. I blame you for all the unnecessary stress in my life. Had this been a job that I would have made a career out of, then perhaps I would have had a brighter outlook. Call this my catharsis. I was sitting back, looking at my former job. It wasn't so bad. I enjoyed working with my coworkers. I enjoyed the people I supported. What I DID NOT enjoy was the useless B.S. that went on.
Yep, I guess I'm pretty old. I find myself refering to people, probably my own age, as kids. I myself still am a kid. I think my next facebook post should be a video of my playing with my disco-dinosaurs that Sara gave me. I'll play with them at my desk at work to show you all just how busy I am. They'll all say, "hey, there goes Jim, the guy who loves to play with his dinosaurs. I think the reservation got to him" Speaking of reservation, I think my rez accent is coming along pretty well. If only you could hear it. I would definately make Sara and Kare proud. I learned that its all in how you accent. You have to say every work as if its the last word of a question. And you have to use slang words liberally. Its delicate. Perhaps one day I'll write a book on Modern American Indian Speech Patterns in a Social Context. Ever listen to rez radio? Its pretty sweet
I'm Off to keelee myself to sleep.
There was a time, when I could sit in front of a computer and type away for hours working fervently on a paper due only days away. I would sit, all hunched over with a bottle of Mountain Dew or Pepsi, plugging away at the endless paragraphs that were soon to become my masterpiece. I could review scholarly articles with the best of them. I was efficient and fast. I was a paper spitting machine who managed to work in a short amount of time because I was a procrastinator. Now, it takes me a while to get something done. I have to pace myself. Overall, maybe this was inevitable. I was so used to doing things fast and at the last minute that since that part of my life is done for now, I find it difficult to do other things in the same manner. I fear that sentence did not make sense.
Who do I blame for this premature aging that I am experiencing? I blame you SESDAC. Screw it, I'm going to name you. I blame you for the long hours without relief. I blame you for the overnights, and all the heavy lifting. I blame you, for putting me in charge of others when I barely am in charge of myself. I blame you for not allowing me to have a social life. I blame you for decieving me at every turn. I blame you for all the unnecessary stress in my life. Had this been a job that I would have made a career out of, then perhaps I would have had a brighter outlook. Call this my catharsis. I was sitting back, looking at my former job. It wasn't so bad. I enjoyed working with my coworkers. I enjoyed the people I supported. What I DID NOT enjoy was the useless B.S. that went on.
Yep, I guess I'm pretty old. I find myself refering to people, probably my own age, as kids. I myself still am a kid. I think my next facebook post should be a video of my playing with my disco-dinosaurs that Sara gave me. I'll play with them at my desk at work to show you all just how busy I am. They'll all say, "hey, there goes Jim, the guy who loves to play with his dinosaurs. I think the reservation got to him" Speaking of reservation, I think my rez accent is coming along pretty well. If only you could hear it. I would definately make Sara and Kare proud. I learned that its all in how you accent. You have to say every work as if its the last word of a question. And you have to use slang words liberally. Its delicate. Perhaps one day I'll write a book on Modern American Indian Speech Patterns in a Social Context. Ever listen to rez radio? Its pretty sweet
I'm Off to keelee myself to sleep.
HEY Y'ALL
Okay so its been a while, long time, since I've blogged. I've been busy at work. I inadvertently created more work for myself by bringing some staffing issues to attention. Needless to say, I got what I wanted as far as staffing in our offices, BUT i have to open a center that was formerly closed THEREFORE i have to write job descriptions and work assignments AND get everyone to write month reports that I then have to go through. Also, upper administration basically want me to open a daycare center to teenagers and young people to give them something to do in the evenings. Thats not our job, we dont get paid to watch your kids, we get paid to provide a free service to people in need of furthering their education. Okay so now that that little bit of BS is out of the way....
Thanksgiving is almost here! I'm excited to get a 4 day weekend more than anything. Screw the turkey and sweet potatoes and cranberries! Just give me the day off and a pumpkin pie with whipped cream! Just to think... If I were still at SESDAC I would have had to have worked! And now I get 2 paid days off to celebrate some asinine holiday where "the injuns and whites sat together and broke bread to give thanks for a bountiful harvest" RIDICULOUS! Okay here it is, if it hadn't been for the Indians, excuse me American Indian Native Red People, white people would have starved to death! They would have been killed off by hostile tribes! They wouldnt have been able to live through the harsh winters! Damn it why did we have to be so nice to you guys?
Okay, so maybe I'm being a little harsh, but think about it. People, new to the land, have no idea how to survive off the land, running around praying to God, they were just asking for trouble. There, thats my AIM (American Indian Movement) rant for the year. Okay, what am I thankful for? I'm thankful that gas prices have gone down because filling up my MADE IN AMERICA Ford SUV has become a little less painful. I'm also thankful that I have a job where I can spend time with my roommates, I mean parents. Thats another thing. I've been looking for a place to live in my hometown right? And I haven't found a place yet because most of them are old, need alot of work, or are just plain ugly. I dont need a mansion but at least someplace that is somewhat nice. Until I find a place, I'm stuck with my parents. Now its not bad like they're telling me what to do, I have the ability to do what I want. Its just the concept of living with my rents that is disturbing to me.
Theres a guy, who has to be in his 40's, hes a bag boy at the grocery store, and he lives with his parents. He's a bit of a creeper. You see him at the bar, drinking, and like after 3 beers or a few mixed drinks and hes pretty much out of it, even throwing up. I dont want to end up like that guy. Next, you have an old high school classmate of mine, who has a place of his own, BUT ITS THE HOUSE NEXT DOOR TO HIS PARENTS. I dont want to be in that situation either. I HAVE TO FIND A PLACE OF MY OWN. I'm willing to commute if necessary. Overall, this is where I sorta wanted to be as far as a job kinda maybe but NOT WHERE where I wanted to be as far as living arrangements. Granted I'm saving money, but overall my quality of life is declining.
I miss Fuse tv. I was addicted to that channel in Vermillion. They played the best music and had the best shows. I know i've blogged about it before and i dont want to beat a dead horse here but yeah, there are crap channels in Gregory. Secondly, I MISS MY BROADBAND WIRELESS, because everything here is so slow, its hard to use iTunes and the like. Its nice to know that in this world where technology is everywhere, theres a place that so small-town backwoods that they have dial up instead of high speed. I could download a whole album in less than a minute, here in podunk town, it takes me 10 minutes per song! I miss modern amenities.
C H R I S T M A S
Cant we wait until Thanksgiving is over with before we start showing the Christmas movies on TV?? I know the National Kill a Turkey Day is late this year, prompting this whole assault of glad tidings and joy but seriously, I haven't seen anything having to do with Thanksgiving. Its making me nervous/anxious, thinking I have to go shopping or put up those damn lights or wear a hat with the white puffy ball on the end. I like the holidays, dont get me wrong. But its everyone elses holiday madness that gets to me. Forget buying your kids three thousand dollars in new toys, or spending big money on yourselves. What happened to those days when homemade gifts from school gave you such excitement when you gave them to your parents? Now we're obsessed with the new shiny gadgets and all that stuff. Dont get me wrong, I am obsessed with technology and having the nice or new things but I'm not willing to go bankrupt trying to get those things.
O B A M A
Okay, the OBAMA rant: I understand that we have to mend our relationships with other countries and that we have to reestablish our standing as a nation. I can understand the hype around Obama, he's a good guy. My only problem, and its one thats been all over the news lately, is Where is the Change that he promised to bring. So far its just the Clinton administration all over again, all the same players. Wheres the New Shiny people who are going to change this country. Besides Obama, alot of these people are Washington insiders who know how to play the game (which isn't necessarily a bad thing). Overall, I think our expectations, as the voting American public were largely inflated. No ONE MAN can change things overnight, nor will he be able to be a great uniter as everyone proclaims he will be. The moment he takes office, he will become a divisive figure. Remember President Bush (Bush junior) and his promises to be a non-partisan president who will work with everyone. Well now he's one of the most partisan presidents that we have ever had. I'm just saying, be careful for what you wish for and don't be expecting too much too soon.
Okay so I'll have to do a better job of blogging. Its kind of hard to blog constantly WHEN I HAVE A JOB, SARA. Granted, its a pretty slack job but there are things that come up that I have to deal with. Some days, I have to travel to another center and those days are going to become more frequent, especially after the new year. Overall, I'm happy with this new job. I have respect here. I was able to accomplish something that the former director and assistant director were able to do. I stood up for my staff and we were rewarded. Our program will benefit and I have the confidence from the staff that I will be on their side and fight for them. Now, I better not fuck it up by being a BAD SUPERVISOR (she knows who she is, even if she can't read this). I wont lie about what people have said to me nor will I blame other staff for something that is completely of my own doing. TAKE THAT AS A LESSON!
Have a Happy Turkey Day everyone!
I'm Out, L8R Peace Out
Thanksgiving is almost here! I'm excited to get a 4 day weekend more than anything. Screw the turkey and sweet potatoes and cranberries! Just give me the day off and a pumpkin pie with whipped cream! Just to think... If I were still at SESDAC I would have had to have worked! And now I get 2 paid days off to celebrate some asinine holiday where "the injuns and whites sat together and broke bread to give thanks for a bountiful harvest" RIDICULOUS! Okay here it is, if it hadn't been for the Indians, excuse me American Indian Native Red People, white people would have starved to death! They would have been killed off by hostile tribes! They wouldnt have been able to live through the harsh winters! Damn it why did we have to be so nice to you guys?
Okay, so maybe I'm being a little harsh, but think about it. People, new to the land, have no idea how to survive off the land, running around praying to God, they were just asking for trouble. There, thats my AIM (American Indian Movement) rant for the year. Okay, what am I thankful for? I'm thankful that gas prices have gone down because filling up my MADE IN AMERICA Ford SUV has become a little less painful. I'm also thankful that I have a job where I can spend time with my roommates, I mean parents. Thats another thing. I've been looking for a place to live in my hometown right? And I haven't found a place yet because most of them are old, need alot of work, or are just plain ugly. I dont need a mansion but at least someplace that is somewhat nice. Until I find a place, I'm stuck with my parents. Now its not bad like they're telling me what to do, I have the ability to do what I want. Its just the concept of living with my rents that is disturbing to me.
Theres a guy, who has to be in his 40's, hes a bag boy at the grocery store, and he lives with his parents. He's a bit of a creeper. You see him at the bar, drinking, and like after 3 beers or a few mixed drinks and hes pretty much out of it, even throwing up. I dont want to end up like that guy. Next, you have an old high school classmate of mine, who has a place of his own, BUT ITS THE HOUSE NEXT DOOR TO HIS PARENTS. I dont want to be in that situation either. I HAVE TO FIND A PLACE OF MY OWN. I'm willing to commute if necessary. Overall, this is where I sorta wanted to be as far as a job kinda maybe but NOT WHERE where I wanted to be as far as living arrangements. Granted I'm saving money, but overall my quality of life is declining.
I miss Fuse tv. I was addicted to that channel in Vermillion. They played the best music and had the best shows. I know i've blogged about it before and i dont want to beat a dead horse here but yeah, there are crap channels in Gregory. Secondly, I MISS MY BROADBAND WIRELESS, because everything here is so slow, its hard to use iTunes and the like. Its nice to know that in this world where technology is everywhere, theres a place that so small-town backwoods that they have dial up instead of high speed. I could download a whole album in less than a minute, here in podunk town, it takes me 10 minutes per song! I miss modern amenities.
C H R I S T M A S
Cant we wait until Thanksgiving is over with before we start showing the Christmas movies on TV?? I know the National Kill a Turkey Day is late this year, prompting this whole assault of glad tidings and joy but seriously, I haven't seen anything having to do with Thanksgiving. Its making me nervous/anxious, thinking I have to go shopping or put up those damn lights or wear a hat with the white puffy ball on the end. I like the holidays, dont get me wrong. But its everyone elses holiday madness that gets to me. Forget buying your kids three thousand dollars in new toys, or spending big money on yourselves. What happened to those days when homemade gifts from school gave you such excitement when you gave them to your parents? Now we're obsessed with the new shiny gadgets and all that stuff. Dont get me wrong, I am obsessed with technology and having the nice or new things but I'm not willing to go bankrupt trying to get those things.
O B A M A
Okay, the OBAMA rant: I understand that we have to mend our relationships with other countries and that we have to reestablish our standing as a nation. I can understand the hype around Obama, he's a good guy. My only problem, and its one thats been all over the news lately, is Where is the Change that he promised to bring. So far its just the Clinton administration all over again, all the same players. Wheres the New Shiny people who are going to change this country. Besides Obama, alot of these people are Washington insiders who know how to play the game (which isn't necessarily a bad thing). Overall, I think our expectations, as the voting American public were largely inflated. No ONE MAN can change things overnight, nor will he be able to be a great uniter as everyone proclaims he will be. The moment he takes office, he will become a divisive figure. Remember President Bush (Bush junior) and his promises to be a non-partisan president who will work with everyone. Well now he's one of the most partisan presidents that we have ever had. I'm just saying, be careful for what you wish for and don't be expecting too much too soon.
Okay so I'll have to do a better job of blogging. Its kind of hard to blog constantly WHEN I HAVE A JOB, SARA. Granted, its a pretty slack job but there are things that come up that I have to deal with. Some days, I have to travel to another center and those days are going to become more frequent, especially after the new year. Overall, I'm happy with this new job. I have respect here. I was able to accomplish something that the former director and assistant director were able to do. I stood up for my staff and we were rewarded. Our program will benefit and I have the confidence from the staff that I will be on their side and fight for them. Now, I better not fuck it up by being a BAD SUPERVISOR (she knows who she is, even if she can't read this). I wont lie about what people have said to me nor will I blame other staff for something that is completely of my own doing. TAKE THAT AS A LESSON!
Have a Happy Turkey Day everyone!
I'm Out, L8R Peace Out
Lucy, you got some splaining to do . . . .
SO I was watching VH1 this morning and AC/DC's new video came on. Since they are making a come back and since I live in middle America where things like AC/DC are still veryyyy cool, verrrryyyyyy hip, verrrrrryyyy noooow, I thought I better pay attention. After all, this song is about to become every one's favorite ring tone and every radio stations favorite song around here.
Yeah. People love hair metal that much. Even though AC/DC isn't hair metal, they are just old dude metal, but thats just a matter of semantics, I guess. Depends who you ask, I guess. Anyways, I was watching the video and as usual we had the subtitles on because I like to know what's actually being said, just in case the universe decided to send me signals through the boob tube, and halfway through this video I realized something profound.
These dudes have Alzheimer's and dementia and probably multiple personality disorder. Why? Because the song lyrics DO. NOT. MAKE. SENSE. AT. ALL. I looked them up and I'm going to post them here- maybe someone can translate for me, because I don't get this song at all. I don't think many people will be able to accurately interpret what this dumb song is about, but I'll leave ypu the lyrics so you can attempt.
What is it with people writing songs that NO ONE KNOWS what they are about?
Oy vey.
AC/DC - Rock 'N' Roll Train Lyrics
One hot angel
One cool devil
Your mind on the fantasy
Livin on the ecstasy
Give it all, give it,
Give it what you got
Come on give it all a lot
Pick it up move it
Give it to the spot
Your mind on fantasy
Livin on ecstasy
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
One hard rang bell
Old school rebel
A ten for the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know she make it really hot
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Your mind on fantasy
Livin on the ecstasy
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train yeah
(Running right off the track)
On the Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
(Angus Guitar Solo)
One hot southern belle
Son of a devil
A school boy spelling bee
A school girl with a fantasy
One hot rang bell
Old school rebel
A ten for the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know she make it really hot Yeah
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it what you got
You know she’s just like a
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track) She’s coming off the track
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Yeah. People love hair metal that much. Even though AC/DC isn't hair metal, they are just old dude metal, but thats just a matter of semantics, I guess. Depends who you ask, I guess. Anyways, I was watching the video and as usual we had the subtitles on because I like to know what's actually being said, just in case the universe decided to send me signals through the boob tube, and halfway through this video I realized something profound.
These dudes have Alzheimer's and dementia and probably multiple personality disorder. Why? Because the song lyrics DO. NOT. MAKE. SENSE. AT. ALL. I looked them up and I'm going to post them here- maybe someone can translate for me, because I don't get this song at all. I don't think many people will be able to accurately interpret what this dumb song is about, but I'll leave ypu the lyrics so you can attempt.
What is it with people writing songs that NO ONE KNOWS what they are about?
Oy vey.
AC/DC - Rock 'N' Roll Train Lyrics
One hot angel
One cool devil
Your mind on the fantasy
Livin on the ecstasy
Give it all, give it,
Give it what you got
Come on give it all a lot
Pick it up move it
Give it to the spot
Your mind on fantasy
Livin on ecstasy
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
One hard rang bell
Old school rebel
A ten for the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know she make it really hot
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Your mind on fantasy
Livin on the ecstasy
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Yeah the Runaway Train yeah
(Running right off the track)
On the Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
(Angus Guitar Solo)
One hot southern belle
Son of a devil
A school boy spelling bee
A school girl with a fantasy
One hot rang bell
Old school rebel
A ten for the revelry
Diamond of the agency
Shake it, Shake it
Take it to the spot
You know she make it really hot Yeah
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it what you got
You know she’s just like a
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track) She’s coming off the track
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Get it on, get it up
Come on give it all you got
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Runaway Train
(Running right off the track)
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Where in the world is Jim-bo?
Dude. It's been weeks since Jim blogged. What the bump?
Oh wait, it's been awhile for me too.
Well shoot, I'd love to stay and chat but I gotta watch "How The Earth Was Made" on the History Channel.
Later gator!
Peace out-
Chatterbox Sara
Oh wait, it's been awhile for me too.
Well shoot, I'd love to stay and chat but I gotta watch "How The Earth Was Made" on the History Channel.
Later gator!
Peace out-
Chatterbox Sara
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Movie Night, Dinos, Pie
This has been an interesting past two weeks. Interesting in that I barely leave my house, except to acquire things, like my daughter from preschool, groceries from HyVee or WallyWorld, boxes for our move, coffee for my gut, etc. Other than that I've rarely left this house. This weather makes me despondent, I mean seriously, another South Dakota winter? Every winter I sigh and mourn the fact that I'm not in Arizona, wearing early fall clothing, enjoying the warm sun across my smiling face. I don't know if I can take another winter without becoming suicidal to be quite frank. I mean, Vermillion is the stinky arm pt of South Dakota- it's ugly and it's windy and its snowy and it's just effing cold here during the winter. It's NEVER pretty. I've yet to witness a pretty winter here in V-town, at least when I lived in Spearfish, it was pretty. Oh and our town thinks plowing is totally optional, plowing well is laughable, and that plowing mounds of snow into your driveway and onto your vehicles is totally mandatory.
God, I fucking hate snow.
Our yard at the current house we live in is kinda pretty during the winter- we have a really cool back yard, but alas- we are moving this week. Sad but exciting and a relief. Sad because our house is so cute and enviable. Exciting because our new apartment is really nice, really affordable, and overall a good decision. A relief because frankly this house was far too expensive to lie in and its nice to be somewhere that will provide a bit of relief to our already thin and sparse pocket book. So, we've been on this binge with this move, I made the rule that we aren't bringing any junk with us or anything we don't need or don't use. Quality over quantity I say. We have many reasons to downsize but an apartment is yet another one because there are less places to cram junk than there are in a great big house. We've thrown out tons and tons of stuff and donated tons more- I'm talking several vehicles and truckloads- isn't that pathetic?
Sooooo, Jim-bo came to V-town this weekend. I have no idea what happened over the rest of his weekend but he came over here Friday night to watch Star Wars Clone Wars with us. The movie was absolutely bizarre. It did give my husband chance to show off his geeky wierd overly huge amount of knowledge about all things Star Wars until I grew impatient and confused and silenced him using my Death Star techniques of discipline. The movie kinda blew but that made it kinda good because it was humorous badness, not something that was pure awful. I doubt we ever need to watch it again, even my husband agrees with that statement.
I also gave Jim-bo his present for his birthday- a kung fu fighting singing birthday card and disco light dinosaurs. He was tickled- I havent seen anyone so thrilled with that lame of a gift in quite some time. It's the little things I guess. Jim was supposed to come back over for breakfast with our friend Tim the next morning. Tim came over for brunch and with his big ass truck and big ass horse trailer so we could take away more junk and begin packing the junk we are keeping. I swear every time we move I pack more boxes of books. It's a little known fact that I am everyone's personal librarian. I believe that we do have around 1000 books in total. After awhile anyone helping us move do nothing but glare and hem silently and cuss under their breath at all the boxes of books. See, I always pack up all the books and because I have fairly decent upper arm strength I regularly pack the boxes too heavy. At least I pay the people who help me move in pizza and beer!
Anyways Jim DID NOT COME OVER TO SEE TIME BECAUSE HE WAS BEING A STICK IN THE MUD. Or he was busy, but whatever. We've also watched several other fun movies lately- Get Smart, Kung Fu Panda, Tinkerbell. However the highlight of this weekend comes from the History Channel yet again. There was a THREE HOUR SPECIAL on God versus Satan and a TWO HOUR SPECIAL on the search for the Lost Ark!!!! How friggin cool does it get? EEEE!!!!!!!!!!! God I love the History Channel- I really think if I ever pursued acting, I'd have a solid career as a History Channel actor- They are THAT good.
By the way, Tim was really bummed to not see Jim.
Does anyone else think the two guys who act on Blues Clues are absolute creeps?
Ok good.
I made a lot of food this weekend. Saturday I made quiche, homemade macaroni and cheese, and banana cream pie. Today it was pancakes, nachos, salads, brisket, butternut squash puree, good Lord. I've been cooking real food a lot lately- partly to get rid of food we would have to move of course but also partly because of the change of weather- forces one to be inside more. Instead of whipping up gourmet delicacies I could study more but theres only so long one can type article reviews about anything to do with sex orr stare at pictures of femurs, you know? I took a test today and got a shitty grade on it but apparently everyone in the class got a bad grade- wonder if the prof will do anything.
Ok, so this blog is getting uber long and I still have four other topics to cover but I think I better save them for another blog. So, soon to come, moving fun, TrueBlood- the show and the books, Eva's new Catholic preschool, and more on banana cream pie.
Peace out yo-
Chatterbox Sara
God, I fucking hate snow.
Our yard at the current house we live in is kinda pretty during the winter- we have a really cool back yard, but alas- we are moving this week. Sad but exciting and a relief. Sad because our house is so cute and enviable. Exciting because our new apartment is really nice, really affordable, and overall a good decision. A relief because frankly this house was far too expensive to lie in and its nice to be somewhere that will provide a bit of relief to our already thin and sparse pocket book. So, we've been on this binge with this move, I made the rule that we aren't bringing any junk with us or anything we don't need or don't use. Quality over quantity I say. We have many reasons to downsize but an apartment is yet another one because there are less places to cram junk than there are in a great big house. We've thrown out tons and tons of stuff and donated tons more- I'm talking several vehicles and truckloads- isn't that pathetic?
Sooooo, Jim-bo came to V-town this weekend. I have no idea what happened over the rest of his weekend but he came over here Friday night to watch Star Wars Clone Wars with us. The movie was absolutely bizarre. It did give my husband chance to show off his geeky wierd overly huge amount of knowledge about all things Star Wars until I grew impatient and confused and silenced him using my Death Star techniques of discipline. The movie kinda blew but that made it kinda good because it was humorous badness, not something that was pure awful. I doubt we ever need to watch it again, even my husband agrees with that statement.
I also gave Jim-bo his present for his birthday- a kung fu fighting singing birthday card and disco light dinosaurs. He was tickled- I havent seen anyone so thrilled with that lame of a gift in quite some time. It's the little things I guess. Jim was supposed to come back over for breakfast with our friend Tim the next morning. Tim came over for brunch and with his big ass truck and big ass horse trailer so we could take away more junk and begin packing the junk we are keeping. I swear every time we move I pack more boxes of books. It's a little known fact that I am everyone's personal librarian. I believe that we do have around 1000 books in total. After awhile anyone helping us move do nothing but glare and hem silently and cuss under their breath at all the boxes of books. See, I always pack up all the books and because I have fairly decent upper arm strength I regularly pack the boxes too heavy. At least I pay the people who help me move in pizza and beer!
Anyways Jim DID NOT COME OVER TO SEE TIME BECAUSE HE WAS BEING A STICK IN THE MUD. Or he was busy, but whatever. We've also watched several other fun movies lately- Get Smart, Kung Fu Panda, Tinkerbell. However the highlight of this weekend comes from the History Channel yet again. There was a THREE HOUR SPECIAL on God versus Satan and a TWO HOUR SPECIAL on the search for the Lost Ark!!!! How friggin cool does it get? EEEE!!!!!!!!!!! God I love the History Channel- I really think if I ever pursued acting, I'd have a solid career as a History Channel actor- They are THAT good.
By the way, Tim was really bummed to not see Jim.
Does anyone else think the two guys who act on Blues Clues are absolute creeps?
Ok good.
I made a lot of food this weekend. Saturday I made quiche, homemade macaroni and cheese, and banana cream pie. Today it was pancakes, nachos, salads, brisket, butternut squash puree, good Lord. I've been cooking real food a lot lately- partly to get rid of food we would have to move of course but also partly because of the change of weather- forces one to be inside more. Instead of whipping up gourmet delicacies I could study more but theres only so long one can type article reviews about anything to do with sex orr stare at pictures of femurs, you know? I took a test today and got a shitty grade on it but apparently everyone in the class got a bad grade- wonder if the prof will do anything.
Ok, so this blog is getting uber long and I still have four other topics to cover but I think I better save them for another blog. So, soon to come, moving fun, TrueBlood- the show and the books, Eva's new Catholic preschool, and more on banana cream pie.
Peace out yo-
Chatterbox Sara
Monday, November 10, 2008
Jim is a Jerkwad
1. I was not being a stick in the mud about bowling. I was writing a twelve page paper and taking a test that took 2.5 hours and dealing with a cranky child and husband. I HAD OTHER THINGS TO DO THAN BOWL.
2. I'm so glad that Jim texted me incessantly about how cool it was that our former supervisor was at bowling and how that should make me want to come but now says he's not happy that she was there. Man, you're such a jerkwad dude.
3. Jim's job is pretty sweet if he regularly gets sooo many days off. I wanna work on the rez. Oh wait, I probably will at some point.
4. Right now on the Travel Channel, one of my geeky celeb crushes is on, Anthony Bourdain. He's so icky and crass but still so totally hot. Today on the History Channel there was also a three hour documentary on Samurais. Clearly my butt is expanding from all my discovery and travel and history channel watching.
5. Jim makes good points about McCain. I seriously considered voting for him for awhile. But the chick-ee-poo Sarah Palin, whom Jim has a major bo-bo-boner for eliminated my vote. I'm not sexist and I'm a total feminist but just because the Palinator has a vagina doesnt mean I want to vote for her to empower women.
6. I am still so excited that Obama won this election. Everytime I think about it I kinda get choked up and teary eyed. I love the Obama's. Go Kennedy the 2nd!
7. I really want to, need to, have to, must or I will die, see the new James Bond flick- Quantum of Solace. I love, love, love James Bond more than anything ever and Daniel Craig is just too heartbreakingly fabu.
8. I need to write on this blog and my other blogs more often but unfortunately my classes require about five hundred discussion threads a week on each of their respective websites. I'm unsure why this is necessary.
Soon to come, an update on True Blood, THE SHOW, and on the Sookie Stackhouse books. Also soon to come, details ion my impending move and Jim-bo's impending birthday celebration V-Town style!
Yoyoyoyooyo . . . .
Peace out you-
Chatterbox Sara
2. I'm so glad that Jim texted me incessantly about how cool it was that our former supervisor was at bowling and how that should make me want to come but now says he's not happy that she was there. Man, you're such a jerkwad dude.
3. Jim's job is pretty sweet if he regularly gets sooo many days off. I wanna work on the rez. Oh wait, I probably will at some point.
4. Right now on the Travel Channel, one of my geeky celeb crushes is on, Anthony Bourdain. He's so icky and crass but still so totally hot. Today on the History Channel there was also a three hour documentary on Samurais. Clearly my butt is expanding from all my discovery and travel and history channel watching.
5. Jim makes good points about McCain. I seriously considered voting for him for awhile. But the chick-ee-poo Sarah Palin, whom Jim has a major bo-bo-boner for eliminated my vote. I'm not sexist and I'm a total feminist but just because the Palinator has a vagina doesnt mean I want to vote for her to empower women.
6. I am still so excited that Obama won this election. Everytime I think about it I kinda get choked up and teary eyed. I love the Obama's. Go Kennedy the 2nd!
7. I really want to, need to, have to, must or I will die, see the new James Bond flick- Quantum of Solace. I love, love, love James Bond more than anything ever and Daniel Craig is just too heartbreakingly fabu.
8. I need to write on this blog and my other blogs more often but unfortunately my classes require about five hundred discussion threads a week on each of their respective websites. I'm unsure why this is necessary.
Soon to come, an update on True Blood, THE SHOW, and on the Sookie Stackhouse books. Also soon to come, details ion my impending move and Jim-bo's impending birthday celebration V-Town style!
Yoyoyoyooyo . . . .
Peace out you-
Chatterbox Sara
A Little Bit of Everything.
So this post is going to go back as far as Halloween. So Halloween night was spent at Sara's place. We had our vampire movie night, complete with food and drinks. It was a fun, quirky gathering of a bunch of dorks who really didnt watch the movies. The next night, was BOWLING. It was fun, except we started off the night by running into the supervisor. Granted it was okay, but looking back, I wish we could have just not seen her. We bowled - we drank - we were there for 3 closing times. We even drank away the Daylight Savings time change. I didnt get home til after 4 am, got up at 9:30am on Sunday and packed up and left town to start a new chapter in my life. (p.s. Sara didnt join in on the bowling fun, she was being a stick in the mud.)
So my first week of work at my new job: Basically it went like this, I'll give you a day by day breakdown. Monday: went in, got my contract, met with staff and had lunch, then went back to the office and did nothing. Tuesday: stayed in the office and learned how to enter data on an online program. Wednesday: went back into the main office, turned in my contract, got back to my office, did nothing, except clean out my desk. Thursday: SNOW DAY - no work. Friday: SNOW DAY - no work.
Now on to the present week. Monday: had to sign a bunch of stuff like time sheets and approve of leave slips then came back to my office to try to hack into a computer that is mine but the former director password protected the hell out of. Tuesday: VETERAN'S DAY HOLIDAY - no work.
As for the election, I believe there is some correction to be made. Sara told about my text I had sent her. To clarify, my text read, as I remember, "damn it damn it damn it fuck fuck fuck shit shit" That was basically my reaction to Obama being named President elect. Why did I react this way might you ask... WELL, overall I'm an experience person. I would much rather see someone who at least finished out his/her first term in the US Senate be elected rather than a freshman senator who hasnt completed the first national office they were elected for.
Obama, in my opinion, means too much uncertainty. I believe he was elected for all the wrong reasons. The most apparent reason: his skin color. I'm not a racist. If you could see my skin you would know. But I feel that too many people voted for Barack Obama for the simple fact that he is Black. Barack Obama is not Black in the same as Black Americans. Obama is truly an African American. He doesn't share the common slave history as much of Black Americans.
Secondly, Obama's past needs some clarification in my opinion. Certain portions of his autobiography were chosen to paint the picture of an Ideal candidate who knows the struggles of average Americans. I do believe that Obama is an elitest. Third, Obama's policies, or lack there of, were mostly popularist in nature, crafted to please a majority of Americans. Fourth, the rhetoric. Obama's soaring speeches where simply too much for me to swallow. How can people buy into so much bullshit without a shred of substance behind it all. One of my friends, you know who you are, said she was tired of McCains "My friends," Well I got tired of "Yes we can" "Change we can believe in" "Are you ready America?" The "yes we can" got REALLY boring. Okay so at the beginning of the primary season we had how many Democrats standing up on the stage crying out for change and Obama is the ONE who really meant it? I'm all campaigned out i guess. Well I'm going, I have other stuff to do now, I'll have plenty more later. PEACE OUT FOR SHIZZLE.
So my first week of work at my new job: Basically it went like this, I'll give you a day by day breakdown. Monday: went in, got my contract, met with staff and had lunch, then went back to the office and did nothing. Tuesday: stayed in the office and learned how to enter data on an online program. Wednesday: went back into the main office, turned in my contract, got back to my office, did nothing, except clean out my desk. Thursday: SNOW DAY - no work. Friday: SNOW DAY - no work.
Now on to the present week. Monday: had to sign a bunch of stuff like time sheets and approve of leave slips then came back to my office to try to hack into a computer that is mine but the former director password protected the hell out of. Tuesday: VETERAN'S DAY HOLIDAY - no work.
As for the election, I believe there is some correction to be made. Sara told about my text I had sent her. To clarify, my text read, as I remember, "damn it damn it damn it fuck fuck fuck shit shit" That was basically my reaction to Obama being named President elect. Why did I react this way might you ask... WELL, overall I'm an experience person. I would much rather see someone who at least finished out his/her first term in the US Senate be elected rather than a freshman senator who hasnt completed the first national office they were elected for.
Obama, in my opinion, means too much uncertainty. I believe he was elected for all the wrong reasons. The most apparent reason: his skin color. I'm not a racist. If you could see my skin you would know. But I feel that too many people voted for Barack Obama for the simple fact that he is Black. Barack Obama is not Black in the same as Black Americans. Obama is truly an African American. He doesn't share the common slave history as much of Black Americans.
Secondly, Obama's past needs some clarification in my opinion. Certain portions of his autobiography were chosen to paint the picture of an Ideal candidate who knows the struggles of average Americans. I do believe that Obama is an elitest. Third, Obama's policies, or lack there of, were mostly popularist in nature, crafted to please a majority of Americans. Fourth, the rhetoric. Obama's soaring speeches where simply too much for me to swallow. How can people buy into so much bullshit without a shred of substance behind it all. One of my friends, you know who you are, said she was tired of McCains "My friends," Well I got tired of "Yes we can" "Change we can believe in" "Are you ready America?" The "yes we can" got REALLY boring. Okay so at the beginning of the primary season we had how many Democrats standing up on the stage crying out for change and Obama is the ONE who really meant it? I'm all campaigned out i guess. Well I'm going, I have other stuff to do now, I'll have plenty more later. PEACE OUT FOR SHIZZLE.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Dracula 3000
We dvr'd about 80 different Halloween movies and have been slowly slogging our way through them but tonight we vetoed those in favor of our last Netflix'd Halloween movie choice . . . Dracula 3000.
Let's just say this flick is solid gold plated nickel. It's a Sci Fi Channel gem. Buried treasure that may have needed to stay there. Let me put it this way. There's a porno chick who rivals Jenna Jameson in terms of fake lips and fake tits. There's a big huge black dude who's character's name is HUMVEE. There's an ugly girl with pigtails.
but not to be outdone, there is one more superb addition to this stellar cast.
Coolio.
That's right. Dracula 3000 stars Coolio.
Isn't that, well, cool? NOT.
Let's just say this flick is solid gold plated nickel. It's a Sci Fi Channel gem. Buried treasure that may have needed to stay there. Let me put it this way. There's a porno chick who rivals Jenna Jameson in terms of fake lips and fake tits. There's a big huge black dude who's character's name is HUMVEE. There's an ugly girl with pigtails.
but not to be outdone, there is one more superb addition to this stellar cast.
Coolio.
That's right. Dracula 3000 stars Coolio.
Isn't that, well, cool? NOT.
Differing Opinions- The election
So obviously, Injun Jim and I took different sides for this election. He voted for McCain and I for Obama, and we argued via IM, telephone, text, and in person over the pros and cons of each of these candidates. Both of us were, like the rest of our country (FOR ONCE, apathetic bozos), heated and passionate about the changes America so desperately needs and who is more capable to bring about positive or negative changes. Jim was soothed by McCain's experience and wisdom, I was impressed by Obama's fresh new voice and focused outlook and what he would do differently. Last night at roughly ten pm all the anxiety and anticipation ended both with a television announcement and a gun text from Jim that read,
"Fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit!"
In other words, Barack won.
It no longer matters, all the arguments and the in fighting and the heat that this country underwent over the last two years. Like it or not, we have a new leader who faces challenges that I doubt many Presidents in the last fifty yeas have faced. A crashing economy, an insurmountable war, an environment that is crumbling, threats of nuclear destruction, and a world of damage that has been building for the last eight years that can't be erased, instead it has to be fixed or changed or both. Now matter my thoughts on either candidate, both of them had guts to face up to what the end of this presidency was going to leave them. It's more than a platter full or a table cull of crap, it's an entire White House full of problems. I don't envy either of them.
I was reaffirmed in my belief in Barack Obama when he came out to give his acceptance speech and wasn't jubilant. He was humble, he had a look of both pride and resignation. He already knows the burden that is being placed on his shoulders. His speech was beautiful, really both candidates speeches last night were beautiful. I was impressed by their commitment to each other and to doing whatever it takes to restore our country. So many people have questioned whether this young lad can take the reins of this country and I ask of them, remember President Kennedy? Imagine if he hadn't been assassinated, where this country might be today. He was new and controversial and at the time, it was exactly what this country needed.
We need new. We need fresh. For so long this country has been controlled by those who have kept power in their back pockets for half a century. It's not getting us anywhere. While I respect that McCain has experience, perhaps that experience is better used as a voice of advisorship, not leadership. I believe that people play different roles and that there are things they are better suited to, and I believe that McCain is great as a leader right where he is now, in Congress. I believe that Obama was just one of those shining stars destined for greatness, destined to be controversial, to raise peoples hackles and get them involved. What better way to get people finally fired up about our flagging nation than to have someone that, forty years prior, would have never been considered a viable option for leadership?
I was impressed by both candidates humility and graciousness and focus last night. Both of them pledged commitment to reform and to restoration and those are the things we so desperately need right now. I just about cried when Barack gave his acceptance speech and also when McCain gave his concession speech- the grace both of these people possessed was a tribute to their characters. I am a person who is focused on integration and tolerance and pulling your own weight in your society. I think that both of these men will inspire people to all of those things.
Congratulations to our new 44th President who has forever shattered the "good ole boys" club of the White House. Congratulations to McCain for a race well run and gracefully lost. It gives me goosebumps to think that in this year, 40 years after the amazing Martin Luther King died, an African-American was elected and all of our hope placed in his hands. What a wonderful accomplishment for our nation and for his community.
Oh, and one side note, I for one, am glad to no longer have to listen to anymore berating of either candidate or their co-candidate choices. Go back to Alaska, Sara P., and rest at ease that undoubtedly you won't be crossing my mind again for a very long time. McCain, go have some beer, on the house courtesy of your wife. Obama, don't buy a puppy mill puppy for your girls. And Biden, please don't consider hair replacement surgery, I have a feeling it may launch your 'do into the same stratosphere as the Donald.
Peace out yo-
Chatterbox Sara
"Fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit!"
In other words, Barack won.
It no longer matters, all the arguments and the in fighting and the heat that this country underwent over the last two years. Like it or not, we have a new leader who faces challenges that I doubt many Presidents in the last fifty yeas have faced. A crashing economy, an insurmountable war, an environment that is crumbling, threats of nuclear destruction, and a world of damage that has been building for the last eight years that can't be erased, instead it has to be fixed or changed or both. Now matter my thoughts on either candidate, both of them had guts to face up to what the end of this presidency was going to leave them. It's more than a platter full or a table cull of crap, it's an entire White House full of problems. I don't envy either of them.
I was reaffirmed in my belief in Barack Obama when he came out to give his acceptance speech and wasn't jubilant. He was humble, he had a look of both pride and resignation. He already knows the burden that is being placed on his shoulders. His speech was beautiful, really both candidates speeches last night were beautiful. I was impressed by their commitment to each other and to doing whatever it takes to restore our country. So many people have questioned whether this young lad can take the reins of this country and I ask of them, remember President Kennedy? Imagine if he hadn't been assassinated, where this country might be today. He was new and controversial and at the time, it was exactly what this country needed.
We need new. We need fresh. For so long this country has been controlled by those who have kept power in their back pockets for half a century. It's not getting us anywhere. While I respect that McCain has experience, perhaps that experience is better used as a voice of advisorship, not leadership. I believe that people play different roles and that there are things they are better suited to, and I believe that McCain is great as a leader right where he is now, in Congress. I believe that Obama was just one of those shining stars destined for greatness, destined to be controversial, to raise peoples hackles and get them involved. What better way to get people finally fired up about our flagging nation than to have someone that, forty years prior, would have never been considered a viable option for leadership?
I was impressed by both candidates humility and graciousness and focus last night. Both of them pledged commitment to reform and to restoration and those are the things we so desperately need right now. I just about cried when Barack gave his acceptance speech and also when McCain gave his concession speech- the grace both of these people possessed was a tribute to their characters. I am a person who is focused on integration and tolerance and pulling your own weight in your society. I think that both of these men will inspire people to all of those things.
Congratulations to our new 44th President who has forever shattered the "good ole boys" club of the White House. Congratulations to McCain for a race well run and gracefully lost. It gives me goosebumps to think that in this year, 40 years after the amazing Martin Luther King died, an African-American was elected and all of our hope placed in his hands. What a wonderful accomplishment for our nation and for his community.
Oh, and one side note, I for one, am glad to no longer have to listen to anymore berating of either candidate or their co-candidate choices. Go back to Alaska, Sara P., and rest at ease that undoubtedly you won't be crossing my mind again for a very long time. McCain, go have some beer, on the house courtesy of your wife. Obama, don't buy a puppy mill puppy for your girls. And Biden, please don't consider hair replacement surgery, I have a feeling it may launch your 'do into the same stratosphere as the Donald.
Peace out yo-
Chatterbox Sara
Monday, November 3, 2008
Happy Birthday to Eva! She's three today!
Another year older and more perfect every day!
Here's my little pirate!
Here's Eva and her birthday present, Pepper the Pug.
Here's Eva drinking her morning coffee- so grown up!
Happy Birthday Baby girl. Mama loves you always and forever.
Peace out-
Chatterbox Sara
Here's my little pirate!
Here's Eva and her birthday present, Pepper the Pug.
Here's Eva drinking her morning coffee- so grown up!
Happy Birthday Baby girl. Mama loves you always and forever.
Peace out-
Chatterbox Sara
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