Okay, I'm finally getting around to checking out other blogs again. You know. Supporting my fellow blogger. Trying to get ideas for my own blog. Then I find this crap. Does anyone know how I report this to Blogger?
Samantha Brook's blog
Monday, December 13, 2004
Friday, December 10, 2004
I Miss California?
Well, it's been pretty busy for a pretty dead time in my life.
The countdown to 30 has begun. Now that I am 29, the b/f takes great delight in reminding me that I am almost 30. My mom suggested that I remind him that I will get to draw retirement before him.
We also celebrated our 2 year anniversary. At a crappy Mexican restaurant. I had been craving Mexican for weeks, so it pained me. I kept pining for the place we went to in Cali, where we'd sit at the bar and have them make the guacamole fresh in front of us. At least the margarita was good, and big.
This week has primarily been occupied with the Great Piano Search of '04, the piano being a Christmas gift for the b/f's mom. I'm the one who has played piano so I go along for the ride to check the sound and ask maintenance questions. Luckily, the search is over.
On the productive front, I have gotten involved with the founding of an educational nonprofit, which means that I am finally putting my masters to use.
And on one final note, I love Monk Malloy now even more than I did as a student at ND. He has spoken out against the embarrassment that was the firing of Ty Willingham. I hope all the alums who called for Willingham's head are in a rage over the current shambles of the Notre Dame football program. Maybe they'll get so outraged they'll drop that they will drop all association with the university. Oooooh, now that would be a great Christmas gift.
The countdown to 30 has begun. Now that I am 29, the b/f takes great delight in reminding me that I am almost 30. My mom suggested that I remind him that I will get to draw retirement before him.
We also celebrated our 2 year anniversary. At a crappy Mexican restaurant. I had been craving Mexican for weeks, so it pained me. I kept pining for the place we went to in Cali, where we'd sit at the bar and have them make the guacamole fresh in front of us. At least the margarita was good, and big.
This week has primarily been occupied with the Great Piano Search of '04, the piano being a Christmas gift for the b/f's mom. I'm the one who has played piano so I go along for the ride to check the sound and ask maintenance questions. Luckily, the search is over.
On the productive front, I have gotten involved with the founding of an educational nonprofit, which means that I am finally putting my masters to use.
And on one final note, I love Monk Malloy now even more than I did as a student at ND. He has spoken out against the embarrassment that was the firing of Ty Willingham. I hope all the alums who called for Willingham's head are in a rage over the current shambles of the Notre Dame football program. Maybe they'll get so outraged they'll drop that they will drop all association with the university. Oooooh, now that would be a great Christmas gift.
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
Thanks for Nothing!
I never thought I'd say this, but I'm embarrassed to be associated with Notre Dame. Last night, I was so angry that I could not find words for it.
In case you were wondering why, ND fired head coach Ty Willingham. I've posted my views on Coach Willingham before, so I won't go into all the reasons I thoughts he was good for Notre Dame again. I will talk about Nebraska instead.
I grew up in the land of the Big XII conference. When I left for ND, Nebraska was huge and the few Nebraska fans in my area gave me hell for all of Notre Dame's failings. I was happy to point out the lack of felons on the ND team and pointed to how well-rounded the program was. Flash forward several years. Nebraska is the laughingstock now of the Big XII. Not so much because they're not national champs anymore, but because they go through coaches like water, expecting one to turn their fortunes around overnight. They have become so obsessed with success that they look pretty stupid now.
Guess Notre Dame now reminds me of? I was particulary sickened by those students who wanted to protest, demanding Willingham's removal. They think they have it bad. They should have had Bob Davie's as the coach. They are hoping to poach Utah's coach, a former ND assistant coach. Guess what? Bob Davie has all but told Meyer to go elsewhere because the job's too hard because of academics required of the athletes and the location in the middle of nowhere. Thanks Mr. Washed-Up. Why couldn't ND have fired him sooner.
Did anyone suggest a rally of prayer for a classmate and his family who were in a tragic accident over the weekend? Way to screw up your priorities. I'm ashamed to be associated with you, ND.
In case you were wondering why, ND fired head coach Ty Willingham. I've posted my views on Coach Willingham before, so I won't go into all the reasons I thoughts he was good for Notre Dame again. I will talk about Nebraska instead.
I grew up in the land of the Big XII conference. When I left for ND, Nebraska was huge and the few Nebraska fans in my area gave me hell for all of Notre Dame's failings. I was happy to point out the lack of felons on the ND team and pointed to how well-rounded the program was. Flash forward several years. Nebraska is the laughingstock now of the Big XII. Not so much because they're not national champs anymore, but because they go through coaches like water, expecting one to turn their fortunes around overnight. They have become so obsessed with success that they look pretty stupid now.
Guess Notre Dame now reminds me of? I was particulary sickened by those students who wanted to protest, demanding Willingham's removal. They think they have it bad. They should have had Bob Davie's as the coach. They are hoping to poach Utah's coach, a former ND assistant coach. Guess what? Bob Davie has all but told Meyer to go elsewhere because the job's too hard because of academics required of the athletes and the location in the middle of nowhere. Thanks Mr. Washed-Up. Why couldn't ND have fired him sooner.
Did anyone suggest a rally of prayer for a classmate and his family who were in a tragic accident over the weekend? Way to screw up your priorities. I'm ashamed to be associated with you, ND.
Monday, November 29, 2004
Winter Wonderland
Well, I've come to recognize that the tale of the move is turning out too long. I'll have to save it for a night curled up with the b/f's dsl, if it ever gets going. In the meantime...
I got my haircut. Really cut. 8 inches cut. The b/f was not please, but he didn't have to deal with the tangles. This afternoon I'm coloring it as a treat for my upcoming birthday. Plus, changing haircolor is a fun way to beat the blues.
We've already had our first snow since leaving California. We introduced the cat to snow. He wasn't that flustered until he was back inside and realized that his paws were wet. That got me a dirty look.
Anyway, must get going and prepare for a pseudo-not really job interview. More like networking. Still, I feel I shouldn't wear the ratty, comfortable clothing that I prefer and must strive to look like the professional I can be.
I got my haircut. Really cut. 8 inches cut. The b/f was not please, but he didn't have to deal with the tangles. This afternoon I'm coloring it as a treat for my upcoming birthday. Plus, changing haircolor is a fun way to beat the blues.
We've already had our first snow since leaving California. We introduced the cat to snow. He wasn't that flustered until he was back inside and realized that his paws were wet. That got me a dirty look.
Anyway, must get going and prepare for a pseudo-not really job interview. More like networking. Still, I feel I shouldn't wear the ratty, comfortable clothing that I prefer and must strive to look like the professional I can be.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
It's Alive!
Okay, technically it's "I'm alive!" but I like the campy sci-fi version better.
I have made it safely back to the midwest which has welcomed with speeding tickets, head colds, and crappy dsl. It's good to be home.
I've been working on an entry with all the great details about the trip, including the poor diagnostic abilities of the Pep Boys in New Mexico. So start tuning back in 'cause the fun about to begin again.
I have made it safely back to the midwest which has welcomed with speeding tickets, head colds, and crappy dsl. It's good to be home.
I've been working on an entry with all the great details about the trip, including the poor diagnostic abilities of the Pep Boys in New Mexico. So start tuning back in 'cause the fun about to begin again.
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
And So It Begins
Sorry for the lack of blogging. I've been working late at work, which is fine by me since I'll be getting some overtime.
Friday is my last day of work. By next Wednesday, I'll be on the road with the move, and it will realistically be at least another week before I have internet service.
Friday is my last day of work. By next Wednesday, I'll be on the road with the move, and it will realistically be at least another week before I have internet service.
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Animal Instinct
I think Jack knows something's up. Maybe it's because I came home with over $50 in merchandise from PetSmart. I would have thought it was the new travel carrier that I bought for him, but I think what freaked him out was when I put him in his new harness (for which I also bought him a leash.)
Jack really doesn't like the harness. He put up a valiant effort to resist me when I was putting it on him, but like that was going to work. I won. The harness is on. He went into hiding.
He has since returned because he is lap whore. Definitely all about the snuggle. Just wait 'til he sees the Calm Down that I bought for him to take on the trip. I'm hoping it will keep him semi-medicated for the trip. The sales clerk's response was encouraging. As she scanned it, she asked me if I had just gotten a wild cat. I'm thinking this stuff is good.
Jack really doesn't like the harness. He put up a valiant effort to resist me when I was putting it on him, but like that was going to work. I won. The harness is on. He went into hiding.
He has since returned because he is lap whore. Definitely all about the snuggle. Just wait 'til he sees the Calm Down that I bought for him to take on the trip. I'm hoping it will keep him semi-medicated for the trip. The sales clerk's response was encouraging. As she scanned it, she asked me if I had just gotten a wild cat. I'm thinking this stuff is good.
You Mean I Get Overtime Now?
Yesterday, at 5:15 PM, one of my boss's asks me to come into work today. Woo hoo. Overtime. Oh wait, I was going to try to do a bunch of that packing that I've been avoiding for that last two weeks. So those 5 days of work I thought I had left are 6 again. Oh, and we're playing it by ear on whether I get to go in tomorrow. Uh, yay!
On the bright side, the boots are paid for.
On the bright side, the boots are paid for.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
The Day in Review
I was very excited to get to go in an hour later for work, namely because it meant I could sleep in an hour later this morning. However, I felt really odd being at home watching The Today Show while everyone else was working. It reminded me of when I was unemployed. I didn't like it. Have I mentioned lately that I will soon be unemployed again. Next week is my last week at work. :( I bought myself some Starbucks to cheer myself up.
At the catered lunch at work, I accidentally dipped the sleeve of my favorite red sweater, the one with bell sleeves, into the sauce/gravy/drippings when getting a piece of meat. Sadly the meat didn't taste as good as what was on my sleeve. I was constantly reminded all afternoon of the lunch that might have been.
I capped the day by shoe shopping with women for work in preparation for a big shindig next week. Despite my impending unemployment, I bought myself black boots. Good, conquer the world boots that actually look much more grown-up that the shoes I usually wear. They were only $10 more than I wanted to spend, but 2 months from now, if I'm still unemployed, I'm going to wish I had that $50. I'm consoling myself with the thought that I can wear them for job interviews once we move.
At the catered lunch at work, I accidentally dipped the sleeve of my favorite red sweater, the one with bell sleeves, into the sauce/gravy/drippings when getting a piece of meat. Sadly the meat didn't taste as good as what was on my sleeve. I was constantly reminded all afternoon of the lunch that might have been.
I capped the day by shoe shopping with women for work in preparation for a big shindig next week. Despite my impending unemployment, I bought myself black boots. Good, conquer the world boots that actually look much more grown-up that the shoes I usually wear. They were only $10 more than I wanted to spend, but 2 months from now, if I'm still unemployed, I'm going to wish I had that $50. I'm consoling myself with the thought that I can wear them for job interviews once we move.
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Woo Hoo! New Toy!
Yippee! I love that I now have a way to post photos on my blog for free. (see below)
Now if only I could find the photos from last weekend's trip to SeaWorld San Diego. Then I could show that stupid whale that drenched me, leading to the crappy pseudo-cold I had last Sunday.
Now if only I could find the photos from last weekend's trip to SeaWorld San Diego. Then I could show that stupid whale that drenched me, leading to the crappy pseudo-cold I had last Sunday.
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