So it's been quite some time since I've posted here. I'm way too lazy to post a life update so I'm going to take a cue from the lame 25 things about me facebook posts. Only this time, it's going to be interesting and you 4 kids that read this are going out of your way to read it so that means something.... Here goes:
1. About a week ago I saw Kings of Leon in concert. Before you get judgey on me, listen to some of their music that isn't "Sex on Fire". I fucking love their old stuff; Holy Roller Novacaine makes me dance like nobody's business, Charmer is my absolute favorite these days and there is nothing like singing Milk at the top of your lungs on a summer night across the Ohio river. Plus, I got a kickass shirt and had a terrific bonding experience with Dan that night.
2. While the past few weeks have been so crazy busy, they have been filled with time with my family. I can't even put into words how much I absolutely love my family. They rule.
3. On that note, spending Saturday night holding my one month old (sorta) neice and sharing some sliced canteloupe with my other (sorta) neice as we read Where's Spot? three times in a row was one of the best moments I've had in a while. It's such a great feeling to hear a 2 year old call you "my Claire".
4. I got into grad school. I accepted. 4 more years at UC. I guess that's okay. I wanted to leave but I can't say I am not happy to be close to my family.
5. The more time passes and I get closer to Caroline and JD leaving the more depressed I get about not going away to school (and in turn being closer to both of them).
6. Saturday night JD and I stayed in and drank lots of beers and watched lots of 30 Rock. All I could think about was how much I am going to be a pathetic mess when he leaves. I need to get a better attitude: FREE PLACE TO STAY/REASON TO VISIT NYC! :)
7. My sister turned 29 on Friday. Damn.
8. I turn 22 in 10 days. Damn.
9. Less than a month from now I will have a bachelor's of science in Communication Sciences and Disorders.
10. 4 years from now, I will be a Doctor. HOLY BALLS.
11. I've been working at the zoo a whole bunch recently. It's such a ridiculous place to work. Shooin peacocks, selling giant stuffed animal manatees, orangutans, sumatran rhinos, etc.
12. Saturday at work, I was alone in the theater store and a zoo keeper came in with an owl. I chilled with an owl and keeper for an hour. HOW HARD DOES THAT RULE?!?!
13. Today I did laundry for the first time in like 3 weeks. It took me a while....
14. I got a parking ticket yesterday for something I have been doing since I lived on this street. Cinci police fail.
15. Today I had blood drawn and a shot. My doctor's nurse drew blood and then handed me my chart and told me to go give it to the desk. It wasn't my chart. I had someone else's complete medical and billing history in my hands. Hi, HIPPA exists.
16. Then they lost my chart.
17. Then they forgot to tell the nurse that I was ready for my shot. I waited a solid hour and complained loudly four separate times. Then I yelled at the desk lady and used profaine language as I did so.
18. I'm finding a new doctor.
19. I ironed 7 items of clothing today. I hate ironing. I always always put it off. If something has to be ironed, I avoid buying/wearing it. Just really irks me for whatever reason.
20. After organizing 26 baskets/collecting items for the silent auction for the CSD banquet, I did actually win one.
21. I got shitty drunk at the CSD banquet AND danced in front of my future clinic supervisor who only knew me from my application and stellar recommendations. First meeting fail. Luckily, he still likes me.
22. My left arm is pretty numb right now. I hope the doctor didn't inject me with swine flu or something...
23. I managed a 94% on my first neuroscience midterm. Dr. Pete even talked to me in the elevator after class to tell me he was impressed. At least I made a good impression on one of my professors.
24. My cousin Carl is coming into town again next week. I don't think we've been able to hang out one on one like we used to as kids in at least 5 years. We're planning a northside/clifton bars party next Saturday. I'm pretty excited. He's grown up into a pretty rad guy.
25. I've finally caved into convention and am growing my hair out again. We'll see how long it lasts.... I may even end up blonde again soon.
Hope that was at least mildly entertaining. More posts more frequently, I swear!
Thanks to my loyal two readers ;)
Monday, May 18, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
and she screamed, "your every breath is a gift. if you weren't selfish you just may want to live."
It's 4am. I just got home from TC. I had one of those nights. It was busy, I was alone and feeling down.
But sitting on that stage with those guys talking about everything til 3:30 am is just about the best thing in the world these days.
But sitting on that stage with those guys talking about everything til 3:30 am is just about the best thing in the world these days.
Monday, April 6, 2009
I am a weapon of massive consumption.
I woke up today to my boss telling me to not bother coming into the zoo since it was supposed to snow. She figured we wouldn't have much business. This meant I had no school OR work. This hasn't happened in literally 2 months.
I spent my entire day in my pjs. I did laundry. I watched netflix. I ate pizza.
IT RULED.
Now I have to do homework. Fuck that nonsense.
I spent my entire day in my pjs. I did laundry. I watched netflix. I ate pizza.
IT RULED.
Now I have to do homework. Fuck that nonsense.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
If you think life is vending machine where you put in virture and out comes happiness then you're going to be really disappointed
Hello two readers. Here's what I've been up to...
So thursday I worked at the zoo. The zoo is just such a fun job. I mean retail is always lame cause you need to harass people to buy stuff then be nice to them when they stay in the store 20 minutes after close etc. Still, I really love it there. Selling rhino puppets rules.
On the way home Annie called. I didn't get the RC position for NSSLHA. But I did get the position right below RC. Annie said that since I had a lot going on already, taking on RC would be a bit too much for me. I think I'll have to agree there....
Thursday night I stayed at my sister Molly's house. Tim was out of town so I agreed to stay over and watch the little meatloaf in the morning. Molly and I ate pizza and watched The Colbert Report. Then Mo fell asleep at like 9 cause thats what she does. I sat in the new finished basement (so nice!) and watched their Six Feet Under Dvds. I love that Tim saw it on Amazon and just bought it. I ended up stayin up til like 2 am cause shit got so redick that I had to watch.
Thursday morning, Alice woke up at like 7:30. Stupid baby. Still, shes such a damn cool kid I didn't care. I dressed her in hipster clothes. Note the skinny pants.
A few days ago I bought Alice a baby orangutan stuffed animal from the zoo. Her hair stood straight up for the first 6 months of her life like a baby orangutan. Needless to say, Alice identifies with her orangutan and loves it. Here is proof.
This is my new favorite picture of AJ. The orangutan is practically her twin. AJ RULES!
And here are just a few of the pictures I took. She seriously is the sweetest kid ever...
After watching AJ I worked. I'm over working at Forever 21. I wish I had more money.
Friday I went to school. Learned about brains. Ate peanuts in class with Sebastian. All kinds of good stuff. After that I worked at Forever 21. Then went to topcats. Then got super drunk. It was a small group so I got to hang with friends I don't see often like Doug and Dan. AND Klaus came in. I think that was the first time I ever actually talked to him without being behind the bar. It was a big moment for us.
Saturday I worked at the Zoo. It was nuts. As always. After I worked at TC. No one came in so we closed up early and headed down to Christie's in Clifton. Jim and I drank. Whenever Jim and I drink, we play "Would you rather: Bob Saget Edition." It's pretty much exactly what it sounds like. Two terrible options, both involving Bob Saget. And often naked Bob Saget. I'm pretty sure the bartender thought we were nuts. Luckily our friends love us enough to put up with it.
Today I zooed. Then I went to the grocery. I bought orange vitamin water because I recently discovered it tastes like the Tang drink my grandpa always made when I was little. It's so odd how smells and tastes feel like home. I never thought vitamin water would remind me of home.
On a sentimental note, I've really been missing my grandparents. I don't know if its the Tang drink, the new baby, or all the big changes going on but I've been thinking about them so much. It's especially hard when my last memory of grandma was such a sad one. I really wish she got to see any of the babies. It always kills me to think about how she died 2 days before Ella was born. The world is such a crazy place like that.
Anyway. enough emo bullshit.
So thursday I worked at the zoo. The zoo is just such a fun job. I mean retail is always lame cause you need to harass people to buy stuff then be nice to them when they stay in the store 20 minutes after close etc. Still, I really love it there. Selling rhino puppets rules.
On the way home Annie called. I didn't get the RC position for NSSLHA. But I did get the position right below RC. Annie said that since I had a lot going on already, taking on RC would be a bit too much for me. I think I'll have to agree there....
Thursday night I stayed at my sister Molly's house. Tim was out of town so I agreed to stay over and watch the little meatloaf in the morning. Molly and I ate pizza and watched The Colbert Report. Then Mo fell asleep at like 9 cause thats what she does. I sat in the new finished basement (so nice!) and watched their Six Feet Under Dvds. I love that Tim saw it on Amazon and just bought it. I ended up stayin up til like 2 am cause shit got so redick that I had to watch.
Thursday morning, Alice woke up at like 7:30. Stupid baby. Still, shes such a damn cool kid I didn't care. I dressed her in hipster clothes. Note the skinny pants.
A few days ago I bought Alice a baby orangutan stuffed animal from the zoo. Her hair stood straight up for the first 6 months of her life like a baby orangutan. Needless to say, Alice identifies with her orangutan and loves it. Here is proof.
This is my new favorite picture of AJ. The orangutan is practically her twin. AJ RULES!
And here are just a few of the pictures I took. She seriously is the sweetest kid ever...
After watching AJ I worked. I'm over working at Forever 21. I wish I had more money.
Friday I went to school. Learned about brains. Ate peanuts in class with Sebastian. All kinds of good stuff. After that I worked at Forever 21. Then went to topcats. Then got super drunk. It was a small group so I got to hang with friends I don't see often like Doug and Dan. AND Klaus came in. I think that was the first time I ever actually talked to him without being behind the bar. It was a big moment for us.
Saturday I worked at the Zoo. It was nuts. As always. After I worked at TC. No one came in so we closed up early and headed down to Christie's in Clifton. Jim and I drank. Whenever Jim and I drink, we play "Would you rather: Bob Saget Edition." It's pretty much exactly what it sounds like. Two terrible options, both involving Bob Saget. And often naked Bob Saget. I'm pretty sure the bartender thought we were nuts. Luckily our friends love us enough to put up with it.
Today I zooed. Then I went to the grocery. I bought orange vitamin water because I recently discovered it tastes like the Tang drink my grandpa always made when I was little. It's so odd how smells and tastes feel like home. I never thought vitamin water would remind me of home.
On a sentimental note, I've really been missing my grandparents. I don't know if its the Tang drink, the new baby, or all the big changes going on but I've been thinking about them so much. It's especially hard when my last memory of grandma was such a sad one. I really wish she got to see any of the babies. It always kills me to think about how she died 2 days before Ella was born. The world is such a crazy place like that.
Anyway. enough emo bullshit.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
we are vagabonds. we travel without seatbelts on. we live this close to death
Hey kids. Today was a doozy of a day. Here's what went down...
First off I slept in AND got to watch Tyra. Always a good start to the day. Her insanity makes me feel good about my insanity. After that I decided it's time I finally sell back my books. So, this is when shit got weird. When I sold back the books my cashier was mildly hitting on me. No big deal I ignored it. I had to show him my ID when I actually got the cash. My ID is from when I had longer platinum blond hair. Here is what blond (and super drunk) Claire looks like for you those who forgot:
Anyways, THE DUDE FLIPPED OUT! He started rambling about how that wasn't a good look for me and how the new cut and color showed off my "gorgeous features". Whoa. Then he proceeded to pull other cashiers over and show them my ID. Seriously. This happened. I'm pretty sure I've never been more uncomfortable in my life. Just when I thought it was over, the guy grabs my arm, looks me dead in the eyes and says "Seriously, you are beautiful." Whoa. Note to self, wear fake engagement ring to bookstore. Fake engagement is usually saved for nights bartending but I guess its now a necessary item at DuBois. Ugh.
After that weird run-in I had my first class of the day. Women and Religion. Women's Studies. It's pretty much just how you are picturing it in your head. Everyone is a raging liberal and a hyper conservative. Half the class is there because they hate men, the other half cause they love Jesus. I don't really know why I landed on this elective. I guess 12 years of catholic school really makes me hate religion so I wanted a new point of view on religion. We will see. I'm sure some good stories will come out of it. I wore fake engagement ring to the class (after said bookstore incident) and some girl in my "small circle" flipped out on me for "Getting married". I just smiled and nodded. Women are nuts!
Audiology was canceled for the week. Good old, DM. He's in Texas that ass. Jealous.
Then I went to work. There was an accident on 71 and I almost ran out of gas. I was about 45 minutes late. Ooops. Luckily everyone is pretty cool there so it wasn't too big of a deal. Then I bought this hat:
Yes, I bought a cloche. It sort of looks like something you should wear if you are in a garden picking daisies but whatever. Maybe I'll be in a meadow some day soon. You never know....
Annie from NSSLHA was supposed to call me today to tell me if I got RC. She called when I was at work. She won't answer now. Ugh. I guess I have to wait another day. I swear, if I get this, I am going to march into DM's office and give him a big old high five. Then I'm skipping over to Carney's office and we're gonna high five too. Then I'm going to the dean's office and laughing in her face. COME ON UC!
Sorry. Had to be done.
First off I slept in AND got to watch Tyra. Always a good start to the day. Her insanity makes me feel good about my insanity. After that I decided it's time I finally sell back my books. So, this is when shit got weird. When I sold back the books my cashier was mildly hitting on me. No big deal I ignored it. I had to show him my ID when I actually got the cash. My ID is from when I had longer platinum blond hair. Here is what blond (and super drunk) Claire looks like for you those who forgot:
Anyways, THE DUDE FLIPPED OUT! He started rambling about how that wasn't a good look for me and how the new cut and color showed off my "gorgeous features". Whoa. Then he proceeded to pull other cashiers over and show them my ID. Seriously. This happened. I'm pretty sure I've never been more uncomfortable in my life. Just when I thought it was over, the guy grabs my arm, looks me dead in the eyes and says "Seriously, you are beautiful." Whoa. Note to self, wear fake engagement ring to bookstore. Fake engagement is usually saved for nights bartending but I guess its now a necessary item at DuBois. Ugh.
After that weird run-in I had my first class of the day. Women and Religion. Women's Studies. It's pretty much just how you are picturing it in your head. Everyone is a raging liberal and a hyper conservative. Half the class is there because they hate men, the other half cause they love Jesus. I don't really know why I landed on this elective. I guess 12 years of catholic school really makes me hate religion so I wanted a new point of view on religion. We will see. I'm sure some good stories will come out of it. I wore fake engagement ring to the class (after said bookstore incident) and some girl in my "small circle" flipped out on me for "Getting married". I just smiled and nodded. Women are nuts!
Audiology was canceled for the week. Good old, DM. He's in Texas that ass. Jealous.
Then I went to work. There was an accident on 71 and I almost ran out of gas. I was about 45 minutes late. Ooops. Luckily everyone is pretty cool there so it wasn't too big of a deal. Then I bought this hat:
Yes, I bought a cloche. It sort of looks like something you should wear if you are in a garden picking daisies but whatever. Maybe I'll be in a meadow some day soon. You never know....
Annie from NSSLHA was supposed to call me today to tell me if I got RC. She called when I was at work. She won't answer now. Ugh. I guess I have to wait another day. I swear, if I get this, I am going to march into DM's office and give him a big old high five. Then I'm skipping over to Carney's office and we're gonna high five too. Then I'm going to the dean's office and laughing in her face. COME ON UC!
Sorry. Had to be done.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Just another girl that would like to rule the world at any time or place.
Hiya babies. It's been quite a while since I wrote a legit update on what I've been up to these days. So here goes....
I had my interview for the NSSLHA Region IV position. It went well and considering I've met Annie (the current RC for IV) I think I have a decent shot. Also the fact that CS is pushing for me means I have a good shot. I'm one of the final two so I'm at least the alternate. That's pretty crazy. I think the fact that I am one of very few involved audiology students helps as well. Oh, and I'm a badass smoozer.
Thursday night I hung out with my two dudes, Chris and JD. JD bought some ridiculous beer at stop and go as he always does. It was called "White Hawk" and had some insane bald eagle on the logo. ONLY JORDAN WOULD BUY THIS. It was not good. But still, he since he wasted his money on it, he insisted it was good. I drank my beer instead. We mourned JD's rejection from Julliard (even though he knew it was a long shot) and watched some scrubs. My ability to recite every line from every season really cheers him up. Oh, wait thats just me. Anyways, JD was pretty mopey and sad which is not like him so it kind of bummed me out to see him that way. I guess rejection does that. Anyways, we got pretty drunk and had one of those future talks. I hate those. Nothing ever really gets said with us. For some reason we both struggle to admit how much its going to suck to be that far away from each other. So we just drank and laughed at Kelso's tropical shirt and bit our tongues when anything of significance threatened to be said.
It's just going to be so damn hard. I realize it most when he does the stupid little stuff that only he does. And while I hate it now, I don't think I will know what to do with myself when I don't have left over "White Hawk" in my fridge or folded beer caps on my desk. It just makes me so damn sad.
Friday I worked. It was lame, as the mall always is.
Saturday I worked. It was lame, as the mall always is.
I was going to go to see my buddy Neal (HI NEAL! I think you read this?) and a show Saturday night but was feeling a bit to bummed out to be heading out on my own to hang with people I didn't really know. Tim called me up saying Molly was allowing him out of the house so I instantly agreed. My brother rules. I tried to get him to head to KY to see Neal and said show, but Tim wasn't down. Instead we headed to Northside Tavern, drank lots of whiskey and PBR and mocked hipsters. Ironically, I was wearing a dress, boots and a scarf. Yet, Tim still likes me. Wierd. Anyways, I got to talk to him about everything that's getting me down and it really helped. Tim's such a smartass but a really good big brother anyways.
Sunday morning I worked at the zoo. The zoo rules. I wore an orange monkey all day. After work I bought a baby orangutan stuffed animal for my niece who's hair looks eriely similar to the stuffed animal. I headed over to my sister's after and AJ seemed to like it. My cousins and their kids were all over too. We ate tacos (veggie for me, thanks Mol & Tim!) and played with the babies. Ella is getting so grown up and asking questions about everything. Chris still walks like a little drunk man and slams his head into just about everything and still manages to be the sweetest little guy I've ever met. Oh, and now he does the ET finger touch thing. It's hilarious. Alice is crawling like a speed demon and finally starting to warm up to me again. For a while I didn't see her and she was super wierded out by me (and my constantly changing hair color). Anyways, it was a good day. I always love days with my family. It was something I needed.
I got home after the grandkid day and laid on the couch and caught up on netflix. For months JD has been telling me that one night we drunkenly watched a curb your enthusiam episode about a slow toaster. I have sworn up and down this never happened. Guess what? One of the episodes was about a slow toaster. I texted him an apology. Then the next episode included John Legend. I called him to flip out. JD's love for JL is unhealthy. If JD were ever to go gay, he'd be all over that.
Today I worked at the zoo. I think having mondays off from class will be really nice. Plus, the zoo is such a calming environment. I ate lunch outside and watched the peacocks freak out the adults. Children want to go hug em, parents bolt. Someone even asked me if the store had a back exit he was so scared. I love it. Greatest job ever. After work Bun and I got some chip. YUM. Then we hit up CVS where I bought some hair dye to get rid of my blonde roots (I know, typically blondes have black roots not the opposite....). Tomorrow is my start of my last quarter as an undergrad. Good old DM already canceled class. I love that man more than I can ever explain. Especially after he fought the Audiology Grad board and cursed several times in our secret meeting. If I haven't told you this story, please ask. It rules.
Wednesday night is slumber party at Molly's. Tim is out of town so I'm going to go help out with the baby. Expect some photobooth pictures of AJ. She loves that shit. Such a ham already.
I had my interview for the NSSLHA Region IV position. It went well and considering I've met Annie (the current RC for IV) I think I have a decent shot. Also the fact that CS is pushing for me means I have a good shot. I'm one of the final two so I'm at least the alternate. That's pretty crazy. I think the fact that I am one of very few involved audiology students helps as well. Oh, and I'm a badass smoozer.
Thursday night I hung out with my two dudes, Chris and JD. JD bought some ridiculous beer at stop and go as he always does. It was called "White Hawk" and had some insane bald eagle on the logo. ONLY JORDAN WOULD BUY THIS. It was not good. But still, he since he wasted his money on it, he insisted it was good. I drank my beer instead. We mourned JD's rejection from Julliard (even though he knew it was a long shot) and watched some scrubs. My ability to recite every line from every season really cheers him up. Oh, wait thats just me. Anyways, JD was pretty mopey and sad which is not like him so it kind of bummed me out to see him that way. I guess rejection does that. Anyways, we got pretty drunk and had one of those future talks. I hate those. Nothing ever really gets said with us. For some reason we both struggle to admit how much its going to suck to be that far away from each other. So we just drank and laughed at Kelso's tropical shirt and bit our tongues when anything of significance threatened to be said.
It's just going to be so damn hard. I realize it most when he does the stupid little stuff that only he does. And while I hate it now, I don't think I will know what to do with myself when I don't have left over "White Hawk" in my fridge or folded beer caps on my desk. It just makes me so damn sad.
Friday I worked. It was lame, as the mall always is.
Saturday I worked. It was lame, as the mall always is.
I was going to go to see my buddy Neal (HI NEAL! I think you read this?) and a show Saturday night but was feeling a bit to bummed out to be heading out on my own to hang with people I didn't really know. Tim called me up saying Molly was allowing him out of the house so I instantly agreed. My brother rules. I tried to get him to head to KY to see Neal and said show, but Tim wasn't down. Instead we headed to Northside Tavern, drank lots of whiskey and PBR and mocked hipsters. Ironically, I was wearing a dress, boots and a scarf. Yet, Tim still likes me. Wierd. Anyways, I got to talk to him about everything that's getting me down and it really helped. Tim's such a smartass but a really good big brother anyways.
Sunday morning I worked at the zoo. The zoo rules. I wore an orange monkey all day. After work I bought a baby orangutan stuffed animal for my niece who's hair looks eriely similar to the stuffed animal. I headed over to my sister's after and AJ seemed to like it. My cousins and their kids were all over too. We ate tacos (veggie for me, thanks Mol & Tim!) and played with the babies. Ella is getting so grown up and asking questions about everything. Chris still walks like a little drunk man and slams his head into just about everything and still manages to be the sweetest little guy I've ever met. Oh, and now he does the ET finger touch thing. It's hilarious. Alice is crawling like a speed demon and finally starting to warm up to me again. For a while I didn't see her and she was super wierded out by me (and my constantly changing hair color). Anyways, it was a good day. I always love days with my family. It was something I needed.
I got home after the grandkid day and laid on the couch and caught up on netflix. For months JD has been telling me that one night we drunkenly watched a curb your enthusiam episode about a slow toaster. I have sworn up and down this never happened. Guess what? One of the episodes was about a slow toaster. I texted him an apology. Then the next episode included John Legend. I called him to flip out. JD's love for JL is unhealthy. If JD were ever to go gay, he'd be all over that.
Today I worked at the zoo. I think having mondays off from class will be really nice. Plus, the zoo is such a calming environment. I ate lunch outside and watched the peacocks freak out the adults. Children want to go hug em, parents bolt. Someone even asked me if the store had a back exit he was so scared. I love it. Greatest job ever. After work Bun and I got some chip. YUM. Then we hit up CVS where I bought some hair dye to get rid of my blonde roots (I know, typically blondes have black roots not the opposite....). Tomorrow is my start of my last quarter as an undergrad. Good old DM already canceled class. I love that man more than I can ever explain. Especially after he fought the Audiology Grad board and cursed several times in our secret meeting. If I haven't told you this story, please ask. It rules.
Wednesday night is slumber party at Molly's. Tim is out of town so I'm going to go help out with the baby. Expect some photobooth pictures of AJ. She loves that shit. Such a ham already.
Friday, March 27, 2009
got to get you into my life.
I know I haven't written in here in a while. Life has been crazy (grad school situations, potential nsslha regional positions, three jobs etc etc).
Today it finally hit me that next year, my life is going to be dramatically different. And I am really not sure how I feel about that.
Caroline is definitely moving to D.C.
JD is moving to Cleveland or Manhattan.
This may seem stupid but these two are such a big deal to me and they are just two that are for sure moving. There are still many that are deciding. It terrifies me to not be just a few minutes from these two. Last night JD made it clear that he was not staying in Cincy and I almost felt the tears well up in my eyes then. But, I kept it together and had a really really great time just seeing him for the first time in a few days. It just makes me feel really shitty to know that eventually I may not get to see him for weeks at a time. Or that not only may I get to see him less but that we even drift apart. It's been a solid 2 years of off-on dating, friendship whatever-ship and I'm really not too thrilled about losing this kid. As much as I fought getting to know him in the begining, I love that kid to death. Caroline told me earlier this week she had decided on D.C. and I just straight up cried. This girl has been such an amazing friend and support system for me this year. To think, we've gone to school together for three years and never even knew each other. Thank god for UC and for NSSLHA. I have never met someone so determined and talented. It kills me to know she'll be all the way in DC. Hopefully, I'll be able to end up in DC with her.
Sorry this is lame but I'm just not digging this right now.
Today it finally hit me that next year, my life is going to be dramatically different. And I am really not sure how I feel about that.
Caroline is definitely moving to D.C.
JD is moving to Cleveland or Manhattan.
This may seem stupid but these two are such a big deal to me and they are just two that are for sure moving. There are still many that are deciding. It terrifies me to not be just a few minutes from these two. Last night JD made it clear that he was not staying in Cincy and I almost felt the tears well up in my eyes then. But, I kept it together and had a really really great time just seeing him for the first time in a few days. It just makes me feel really shitty to know that eventually I may not get to see him for weeks at a time. Or that not only may I get to see him less but that we even drift apart. It's been a solid 2 years of off-on dating, friendship whatever-ship and I'm really not too thrilled about losing this kid. As much as I fought getting to know him in the begining, I love that kid to death. Caroline told me earlier this week she had decided on D.C. and I just straight up cried. This girl has been such an amazing friend and support system for me this year. To think, we've gone to school together for three years and never even knew each other. Thank god for UC and for NSSLHA. I have never met someone so determined and talented. It kills me to know she'll be all the way in DC. Hopefully, I'll be able to end up in DC with her.
Sorry this is lame but I'm just not digging this right now.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Love is all, love is new.
Hiya kids. I typically chose my titles on whatever song is playing in the background of my room. Today, our title has a story. And the story is about how girls in my major fail.
A girl in my class told me she got a Beatles tattoo. Naturally, I freaked. I fucking ADORE the beatles. I can't help it. I just do. Well, she tried to get a line from "Because" tattooed on her. Butttt....she got it wrong. She got "love is old is new is you is me". The lyric is actually "love is all, love is new. love is all, love is you." This flub irks me more than most things these girls do because its a tattoo (that's permanent baby!) and its Beatles related! Plus, "Because" is such a pretty song when sung accapella (youtube it!). Anyways, if I get a tattoo of a lyric or poem, I'm gonna get that shit right.
UC sent out their AuD acceptance letters. Haven't gotten mine yet. No fretting here. Oh wait, that's all I am doing. FRICK!
A girl in my class told me she got a Beatles tattoo. Naturally, I freaked. I fucking ADORE the beatles. I can't help it. I just do. Well, she tried to get a line from "Because" tattooed on her. Butttt....she got it wrong. She got "love is old is new is you is me". The lyric is actually "love is all, love is new. love is all, love is you." This flub irks me more than most things these girls do because its a tattoo (that's permanent baby!) and its Beatles related! Plus, "Because" is such a pretty song when sung accapella (youtube it!). Anyways, if I get a tattoo of a lyric or poem, I'm gonna get that shit right.
UC sent out their AuD acceptance letters. Haven't gotten mine yet. No fretting here. Oh wait, that's all I am doing. FRICK!
Sunday, March 8, 2009
She's such a charmer.
Hiya babies, how are ya? I am pretty tired but comfy (I'm still in my pj's in my bed, with the window open and a breeze a-blowin').
So this weekend was the Ohio Speech Language Hearing Conference in Columbus. As a UC officer of the student version of the national association, I was pretty much expected to attend. This year's president also wrote me a letter of recommendation so I felt the need to go even more. Plus, she's adorable and tiny. And I got out of class. All good reasons.
So Thursday night Christina, Kim, Kathryn and I drove up to Columbus around 2, got there around 4. We checked into the Howard Johnson hotel. If you don't know what a Howie J is, its a shithole. And there were 6 of us there (the other two came later). It was quite a stay, but more on that later....
At 5, Christina, Kim and I drove to the Legislative Council meeting and Kathryn stayed in the room to finish online quizes and projects. At the LC meeting they discuss all kinds of issues:insurance coverage for speech therapy, audiological testing etc, advocating our profession to graduating 8th graders, how to reach out to the next generation of SLPs/AuDs. and all that. While discussing how to reach out to the soon-to-be professionals, facebook came up. These people decided to make a COMMITTEE for a fb page. Christina and I were terrified that our professor would nominate us to be on the committee since she nominated us for just about every other student position/committee/leader. Still, at the end of the meeting I was very happy I came. Pretty much everytime a university in Ohio was mentioned it was UC. We pretty much OWN in the Communication Sciences and Disorders program. It was really nice to be reminded how lucky I am to be in this program and have these people as my professors and mentors. I know, its cheesey but I really walked out feeling pretty fucking awesome.
Oh, and through out the entire meeting, the head of our undergrad program (I'll just call her CS)
would NOT stop texting. That woman is insane and I absolutely adore her for it. In between her texts she'd nominate Christina and I to do anything else that may make UC look good. HA!
After the dinner was the President's reception. And since we know the president and love her, we went. And drank wine. And watched CS get drunk and do the cha cha slide. Like I said, I love this woman.
So going back to the room, full of 6 people, we realized this may be a rough trip. We had Christina and I on the floor, Jill and Kara in one bed, and Kath and Kim in the other. Whoa. Lots of women. Lots of clothes and makeup. It was rough. I am surprised none of us killed each other.
Friday we went to the conference all day. I saw some lectures on auditory processing disorders (fun!) and multi-cultural language disorders/speech evals given by my UC professor. He is one of 3 bilingual SLPs in Ohio. Again, go UC. He did a really good job and everyone in the room was really impressed and interested in learning how to be a better SLP to bilingual kids. Again, sounds stupid but I am so happy I have access to someone like this at UC. Next was the awards luncheon where Christina got the student award for her part in Sponsored Silence. Again, go UC. I am so happy that we were the first Ohio school to be part of a sponsored silence event. (Side note, for those of you not farmiliar with what a Sponsored Silence event is its when a school's CSD program/local association for SLPs and AuDs teams up with a sports team to hold an event raising awareness about communication disorders and the professionals that treat them. At a UC bball game we had the a girl with a communication disorder use an augmentative alternative communication device sing the national anthem, announcers used AACs to commentate, the half time show was a video of UC's president explaining the importance of CSD professionals and AACs and testimonies of two individuals who use AACs to communicate). Again, so cheesey, but I was really proud and happy to have been a part of something this big. Plus, it reminded me of how funny it was that I was on the floor of the 53rd court throwing t-shirts to fans. When else would that ever happen?!
Friday night after all the conferencing we decided to go out. I really don't want to talk about that because people acted really shitty and I am still not too pleased that I had to babysit everyone, ay for a cab ride home and sit around waiting for someone to get her keys that never showed (even though I had the most to drink?). Basically, Friday night started amazing and ended up going extra sour.
Saturday, Christina was still feeling like she had the flu bug (she was sick all weekend, poor thing)and I was feeling like I caught it. So, all 5 of us (kara left friday night for god knows what reason) piled into my civic for the 2 hr ride home. Christina slept, Kim and I rocked out to the Beatles and told backstories behind each song while the backseat kept quiet. I am genuinely surprised that we didn't all kill each other. Or maybe, that I didn't scream or hit anyone. hahah.
Saturday night I got home and found the two netflix dvds had arrived: Curb Your Enthusiasm season 5 disc 2 (!!!!) and Six Feet Under Season 4 disc 1 (!!!!!!!!!!!!!). I threw on jammies, ordered a pizza, and did nothing. Earlier in the day I had called JD because I needed someone to talk to after what went down Friday (like I said, I was upset) and he finally called me back while he was driving home from Cbus and I was home. I vented to him and he made me feel much better. He told me about his weekend home in Columbus (yes, we were both in Columbus but he didn't want to be around all the those women so we didn't hang out...haha) and his lesson with the Cleveland professor. We talked for about 45 mintues until he finally told me he was now im clifton. I told him I was halfway through a pizza solo. It was awkard. He made sure to make fun of me for my high pitch phone voice before the call was over though.
And before you ask, yes, we're pseudo-dating again. Let's not make a big deal about that. thanks.
Anyways, after that call, I went back to my DVDs and found out what happened to Nate's wife and got really angry when Nate banged Brenda again. SERIOUSLY SFU?!?!?! WHY?! I hate Brenda and love Nate. So it's 8 and my bro-tastic roommate brings in a troupe of people to play beer pong. Fail. I am in my living room in my pjs with my hair standing all up, looking gross and a pack of dudebros and hoebags was not what I needed. I slipped into my room only to find that they have started to blast Dave Mathews Band. I really started to wonder what I did wrong to desvere this weekend.
Around 10 pm I get a phone call from my sister. My sister never calls me unless she needs a babysitter or she's drunk. She was drunk. At 10 pm. And drunk dialing. Mo is 28. She is amazing. So I told her about the weekend, in detail, and he response was "OH CLAIRE! SCREW THOSE GIRLS!" I asked her who had the baby and she responded, "What baby? OH! My baby! " My sister was so drunk she forgot she had a child. A+. Anyways, Mo and I talked for about 25 minutes and it made me really happy. Mo never really gets drunk unless its summer (she's a teacher) and she hasn't really partied much since AJ was born. We call drunk Molly "Summer Molly". Summer Molly rules.
Shortly after that I went to bed exhausted. I got up at 11am today. This is really a big deal for me since I never get to sleep past 9am. I am currently laying in bed watching scrubs. Today is looking up.
As for pictures of this weekend, I deleted a few accidentally. Some are on Fb. I am too lazy to put em here.
So this weekend was the Ohio Speech Language Hearing Conference in Columbus. As a UC officer of the student version of the national association, I was pretty much expected to attend. This year's president also wrote me a letter of recommendation so I felt the need to go even more. Plus, she's adorable and tiny. And I got out of class. All good reasons.
So Thursday night Christina, Kim, Kathryn and I drove up to Columbus around 2, got there around 4. We checked into the Howard Johnson hotel. If you don't know what a Howie J is, its a shithole. And there were 6 of us there (the other two came later). It was quite a stay, but more on that later....
At 5, Christina, Kim and I drove to the Legislative Council meeting and Kathryn stayed in the room to finish online quizes and projects. At the LC meeting they discuss all kinds of issues:insurance coverage for speech therapy, audiological testing etc, advocating our profession to graduating 8th graders, how to reach out to the next generation of SLPs/AuDs. and all that. While discussing how to reach out to the soon-to-be professionals, facebook came up. These people decided to make a COMMITTEE for a fb page. Christina and I were terrified that our professor would nominate us to be on the committee since she nominated us for just about every other student position/committee/leader. Still, at the end of the meeting I was very happy I came. Pretty much everytime a university in Ohio was mentioned it was UC. We pretty much OWN in the Communication Sciences and Disorders program. It was really nice to be reminded how lucky I am to be in this program and have these people as my professors and mentors. I know, its cheesey but I really walked out feeling pretty fucking awesome.
Oh, and through out the entire meeting, the head of our undergrad program (I'll just call her CS)
would NOT stop texting. That woman is insane and I absolutely adore her for it. In between her texts she'd nominate Christina and I to do anything else that may make UC look good. HA!
After the dinner was the President's reception. And since we know the president and love her, we went. And drank wine. And watched CS get drunk and do the cha cha slide. Like I said, I love this woman.
So going back to the room, full of 6 people, we realized this may be a rough trip. We had Christina and I on the floor, Jill and Kara in one bed, and Kath and Kim in the other. Whoa. Lots of women. Lots of clothes and makeup. It was rough. I am surprised none of us killed each other.
Friday we went to the conference all day. I saw some lectures on auditory processing disorders (fun!) and multi-cultural language disorders/speech evals given by my UC professor. He is one of 3 bilingual SLPs in Ohio. Again, go UC. He did a really good job and everyone in the room was really impressed and interested in learning how to be a better SLP to bilingual kids. Again, sounds stupid but I am so happy I have access to someone like this at UC. Next was the awards luncheon where Christina got the student award for her part in Sponsored Silence. Again, go UC. I am so happy that we were the first Ohio school to be part of a sponsored silence event. (Side note, for those of you not farmiliar with what a Sponsored Silence event is its when a school's CSD program/local association for SLPs and AuDs teams up with a sports team to hold an event raising awareness about communication disorders and the professionals that treat them. At a UC bball game we had the a girl with a communication disorder use an augmentative alternative communication device sing the national anthem, announcers used AACs to commentate, the half time show was a video of UC's president explaining the importance of CSD professionals and AACs and testimonies of two individuals who use AACs to communicate). Again, so cheesey, but I was really proud and happy to have been a part of something this big. Plus, it reminded me of how funny it was that I was on the floor of the 53rd court throwing t-shirts to fans. When else would that ever happen?!
Friday night after all the conferencing we decided to go out. I really don't want to talk about that because people acted really shitty and I am still not too pleased that I had to babysit everyone, ay for a cab ride home and sit around waiting for someone to get her keys that never showed (even though I had the most to drink?). Basically, Friday night started amazing and ended up going extra sour.
Saturday, Christina was still feeling like she had the flu bug (she was sick all weekend, poor thing)and I was feeling like I caught it. So, all 5 of us (kara left friday night for god knows what reason) piled into my civic for the 2 hr ride home. Christina slept, Kim and I rocked out to the Beatles and told backstories behind each song while the backseat kept quiet. I am genuinely surprised that we didn't all kill each other. Or maybe, that I didn't scream or hit anyone. hahah.
Saturday night I got home and found the two netflix dvds had arrived: Curb Your Enthusiasm season 5 disc 2 (!!!!) and Six Feet Under Season 4 disc 1 (!!!!!!!!!!!!!). I threw on jammies, ordered a pizza, and did nothing. Earlier in the day I had called JD because I needed someone to talk to after what went down Friday (like I said, I was upset) and he finally called me back while he was driving home from Cbus and I was home. I vented to him and he made me feel much better. He told me about his weekend home in Columbus (yes, we were both in Columbus but he didn't want to be around all the those women so we didn't hang out...haha) and his lesson with the Cleveland professor. We talked for about 45 mintues until he finally told me he was now im clifton. I told him I was halfway through a pizza solo. It was awkard. He made sure to make fun of me for my high pitch phone voice before the call was over though.
And before you ask, yes, we're pseudo-dating again. Let's not make a big deal about that. thanks.
Anyways, after that call, I went back to my DVDs and found out what happened to Nate's wife and got really angry when Nate banged Brenda again. SERIOUSLY SFU?!?!?! WHY?! I hate Brenda and love Nate. So it's 8 and my bro-tastic roommate brings in a troupe of people to play beer pong. Fail. I am in my living room in my pjs with my hair standing all up, looking gross and a pack of dudebros and hoebags was not what I needed. I slipped into my room only to find that they have started to blast Dave Mathews Band. I really started to wonder what I did wrong to desvere this weekend.
Around 10 pm I get a phone call from my sister. My sister never calls me unless she needs a babysitter or she's drunk. She was drunk. At 10 pm. And drunk dialing. Mo is 28. She is amazing. So I told her about the weekend, in detail, and he response was "OH CLAIRE! SCREW THOSE GIRLS!" I asked her who had the baby and she responded, "What baby? OH! My baby! " My sister was so drunk she forgot she had a child. A+. Anyways, Mo and I talked for about 25 minutes and it made me really happy. Mo never really gets drunk unless its summer (she's a teacher) and she hasn't really partied much since AJ was born. We call drunk Molly "Summer Molly". Summer Molly rules.
Shortly after that I went to bed exhausted. I got up at 11am today. This is really a big deal for me since I never get to sleep past 9am. I am currently laying in bed watching scrubs. Today is looking up.
As for pictures of this weekend, I deleted a few accidentally. Some are on Fb. I am too lazy to put em here.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
too many heartaches in my lifetime ain't good for me. it's the love that keeps you in.
Hiya kids. How are ya? I am tired and a bit anxious. But more on that later. So here's whats been going on...
Thursday I worked at Forever. blah. Stupid stupid stupid. Still, money money money and I am Poor. Capital P.
After forever I worked at Topcats. We had a greek week event where teams kareoked for make a wish. Basically a bunch of bros and hoes at TC. It was surprisingly fun. Best part of the night had to be when a random girl asked me if I worked as a tattoo artist. Keep in mind, I am not covered in tattoos nor piercings. I said no. She then asked if I worked at Urban. I again said no. She sat there perplexed and then walked away. I guess short black hair means I must be a tattoo artist or work at urban. I mean, I was wearing a plaid dress and eye makeup. At least she didn't ask if I was in DAAP. Everyone asks me that.
So after working 12-8 at XXI, 8:30-2 at TC, I collapsed in my bed. I got up Friday morn at 7:45 and got ready and headed to audio. After that was my SLP observation at Moeller HS. Moeller is an all boys school so I was a bit anxious thinking it'd be just a bunch of boys running around being...well, boys. Plus, I had to dress up. I hate dressing up. I always feel super old and frumpy. Anyways, I surprisingly enjoyed shadowing the SLP there. She was very upbeat and had a great repetoire with her clients. They really liked her and seemed to depend on her. The boys I met were all so sweet and willing to talk to me about their language issues and how it affected their school. They were all surprisingly mature and open. But they still stared at my chest. Boys will be boys, right?
After that I headed home to nap before the NSSLHA social. We had a social at Stones Lane, a bowling alley with a bar because our social chair loves booze. She really does. Girl is in love with beer. Swear to god. Every social is booze related. It's actually funny. So I get to the alley at 7:30 as planned and find that only the most socially awkward members of NSSLHA and a handful of officers have showed. It made for an interesting night. I had a sierra nevada and bowled a modest 42. Yeah, I have skills. I went back to my place to kick back and lay low for the night. JD came over, trashed I might add, and we watched Curb Your Enthusiasm. I can always tell when JD is drunk because he sings the theme. LOUDLY. And tells me how much he likes the Suzie Green character. 40 times. And he falls asleep on me. That's always a give away too. He had been at Christie's Bar all night and swore up and down all night that the bartender overcharged him. I think I explained that yes, 3 Irish Car Bombs just may have cost him $18 ten or more times. I love him but bitch is crazzzzy.
After staying up til about 3 am discussing why Suzie Green is such a great character, I had to work at 12 on Saturday. It was lame as always, but the other head cashier finally got axed so pay raise is a comin'! Hooray! Anyways, otherwise the day was quite uneventful. Just the normal chaos and bullshit of working in retail. I worked TC after. SO FUN! We had 3 shitty cover bands playing for free and lots of people showed up. Including a ton of my old friends from high school and previous jobs. Gabe and Lou from HPT came which was really nice since I never get to see them both at once. PLUS, Josh and Adam came. Josh is just about the greatest guy on earth. I love that kid. Others like Dougie and Jonny came out which was also really cool. I felt like all night I had someone to hug or talk to and catch up with. It was also a good night for money. Mass tips! Hooray!
Today I worked 11-8. I am sooooo tired from this weekend. Luckily, I only have class 9-2 tomorrow. I feel a nap coming on.
I think tonight I am going to try to write. It's been so so long since I've been able to have time to write anything for myself. Plus, there's some stuff going on that I haven't really been able to talk to anyone else about. Its not bad and its not good but its starting to swirl around in my head and I need to get it out. Was that emo enough? hope so.
Thursday I worked at Forever. blah. Stupid stupid stupid. Still, money money money and I am Poor. Capital P.
After forever I worked at Topcats. We had a greek week event where teams kareoked for make a wish. Basically a bunch of bros and hoes at TC. It was surprisingly fun. Best part of the night had to be when a random girl asked me if I worked as a tattoo artist. Keep in mind, I am not covered in tattoos nor piercings. I said no. She then asked if I worked at Urban. I again said no. She sat there perplexed and then walked away. I guess short black hair means I must be a tattoo artist or work at urban. I mean, I was wearing a plaid dress and eye makeup. At least she didn't ask if I was in DAAP. Everyone asks me that.
So after working 12-8 at XXI, 8:30-2 at TC, I collapsed in my bed. I got up Friday morn at 7:45 and got ready and headed to audio. After that was my SLP observation at Moeller HS. Moeller is an all boys school so I was a bit anxious thinking it'd be just a bunch of boys running around being...well, boys. Plus, I had to dress up. I hate dressing up. I always feel super old and frumpy. Anyways, I surprisingly enjoyed shadowing the SLP there. She was very upbeat and had a great repetoire with her clients. They really liked her and seemed to depend on her. The boys I met were all so sweet and willing to talk to me about their language issues and how it affected their school. They were all surprisingly mature and open. But they still stared at my chest. Boys will be boys, right?
After that I headed home to nap before the NSSLHA social. We had a social at Stones Lane, a bowling alley with a bar because our social chair loves booze. She really does. Girl is in love with beer. Swear to god. Every social is booze related. It's actually funny. So I get to the alley at 7:30 as planned and find that only the most socially awkward members of NSSLHA and a handful of officers have showed. It made for an interesting night. I had a sierra nevada and bowled a modest 42. Yeah, I have skills. I went back to my place to kick back and lay low for the night. JD came over, trashed I might add, and we watched Curb Your Enthusiasm. I can always tell when JD is drunk because he sings the theme. LOUDLY. And tells me how much he likes the Suzie Green character. 40 times. And he falls asleep on me. That's always a give away too. He had been at Christie's Bar all night and swore up and down all night that the bartender overcharged him. I think I explained that yes, 3 Irish Car Bombs just may have cost him $18 ten or more times. I love him but bitch is crazzzzy.
After staying up til about 3 am discussing why Suzie Green is such a great character, I had to work at 12 on Saturday. It was lame as always, but the other head cashier finally got axed so pay raise is a comin'! Hooray! Anyways, otherwise the day was quite uneventful. Just the normal chaos and bullshit of working in retail. I worked TC after. SO FUN! We had 3 shitty cover bands playing for free and lots of people showed up. Including a ton of my old friends from high school and previous jobs. Gabe and Lou from HPT came which was really nice since I never get to see them both at once. PLUS, Josh and Adam came. Josh is just about the greatest guy on earth. I love that kid. Others like Dougie and Jonny came out which was also really cool. I felt like all night I had someone to hug or talk to and catch up with. It was also a good night for money. Mass tips! Hooray!
Today I worked 11-8. I am sooooo tired from this weekend. Luckily, I only have class 9-2 tomorrow. I feel a nap coming on.
I think tonight I am going to try to write. It's been so so long since I've been able to have time to write anything for myself. Plus, there's some stuff going on that I haven't really been able to talk to anyone else about. Its not bad and its not good but its starting to swirl around in my head and I need to get it out. Was that emo enough? hope so.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Chose the highest bidder was my answer when they told me I was up for sale.
Hiya loyal 3 readers. How are things? Thing here a pretty busy but content. So here's whats been going on...
Yesterday I met with my advisor to make sure my OU credits finally got correctly transfered (cause even though I was an English major at OU with 500 level courses under my belt, UC still told me I needed to take English 101....oh okay UC!). And guess what, my advisor RULES and finally got everything straightened out! I'm ACTUALLY graduating come spring! :)
So after that joyous 5 minute meeting (all my other advising meetings have taken 20-45 minutes to devise plans to correct credits), I headed to my mom and dad's to see the little babe. Actually, she isn't little anymore. Regardless, I got to hang out with AJ and have some akwardly hilarious conversations with my dad. Let's set up the scenerio here:
I'm looking in the fridge and ask my dad is we have any fruits or veggies hidden somewhere in the fridge.
Jimbow: There is bologna in there!
Me: No, dad. I don't want bologna.
Jimbow: But its in there. In that first drawer.
Me: Still not eating meat, dad.
Jimbow: Still vegan, eh?
Me: I'm not vegan, dad.
Jimbow: Oh, still a vegetable?
Me: Yep, still braindead, dad.
Jimbow: What?
Yeah, this is pretty much an average conversation between me and my father. It's always awkward. You should see us when we are team babysitting Alice. It's scary.
Me: AJ, let's read this book.
Jim: She likes to chew on that, Claire.
Me: Well, today we are going to read instead of chew.
Jim: But she really likes to chew on that, Claire.
Poor, Alice. Girl is going to grow up all kinds of wierd with my dad being her day care provider. How did Molly and I turn out ok? Anyways, it was nice to see my momma and have some deep conversations with dad. Oh and I made Alice wear this hat:
Today I had college. It was a fail as always. The people in my major are just soooo DUMB. It's amazing to me that these girls have made it this far. Our professor had to have a serious discussion with us about FB today. Awesome. I'm pretty sure she's referencing the fact that a girl in my class told one of our professors she needed to take her "topless pics off facebook." This is the class I am talking about people.
I made my first vegetarian tacos tonight (insert dirty joke here). I used "protein crumbles" instead of ground beef and oddly enough, it did taste very similar. SCORE! This vegetable stuff isn't bad at all.
Tonight I have to make a powerpoint on Gallaudet University for my Deaf Heritage class. The more we talk about GU in that class the more I realize I will never get in there. After that, I have about 100 pages to read in a text called "Deaf People in Hitler's Europe." I'm not anticipating a Danielle Steel novel here, kids.
Yesterday I met with my advisor to make sure my OU credits finally got correctly transfered (cause even though I was an English major at OU with 500 level courses under my belt, UC still told me I needed to take English 101....oh okay UC!). And guess what, my advisor RULES and finally got everything straightened out! I'm ACTUALLY graduating come spring! :)
So after that joyous 5 minute meeting (all my other advising meetings have taken 20-45 minutes to devise plans to correct credits), I headed to my mom and dad's to see the little babe. Actually, she isn't little anymore. Regardless, I got to hang out with AJ and have some akwardly hilarious conversations with my dad. Let's set up the scenerio here:
I'm looking in the fridge and ask my dad is we have any fruits or veggies hidden somewhere in the fridge.
Jimbow: There is bologna in there!
Me: No, dad. I don't want bologna.
Jimbow: But its in there. In that first drawer.
Me: Still not eating meat, dad.
Jimbow: Still vegan, eh?
Me: I'm not vegan, dad.
Jimbow: Oh, still a vegetable?
Me: Yep, still braindead, dad.
Jimbow: What?
Yeah, this is pretty much an average conversation between me and my father. It's always awkward. You should see us when we are team babysitting Alice. It's scary.
Me: AJ, let's read this book.
Jim: She likes to chew on that, Claire.
Me: Well, today we are going to read instead of chew.
Jim: But she really likes to chew on that, Claire.
Poor, Alice. Girl is going to grow up all kinds of wierd with my dad being her day care provider. How did Molly and I turn out ok? Anyways, it was nice to see my momma and have some deep conversations with dad. Oh and I made Alice wear this hat:
Today I had college. It was a fail as always. The people in my major are just soooo DUMB. It's amazing to me that these girls have made it this far. Our professor had to have a serious discussion with us about FB today. Awesome. I'm pretty sure she's referencing the fact that a girl in my class told one of our professors she needed to take her "topless pics off facebook." This is the class I am talking about people.
I made my first vegetarian tacos tonight (insert dirty joke here). I used "protein crumbles" instead of ground beef and oddly enough, it did taste very similar. SCORE! This vegetable stuff isn't bad at all.
Tonight I have to make a powerpoint on Gallaudet University for my Deaf Heritage class. The more we talk about GU in that class the more I realize I will never get in there. After that, I have about 100 pages to read in a text called "Deaf People in Hitler's Europe." I'm not anticipating a Danielle Steel novel here, kids.
Monday, February 23, 2009
thoughts of you warm my bones. i'm on my way, i'm on the phone.
Hiya kids. How are things? Things here are pretty tired and crabby. Long day of school and work. Luckily, I am listening to some fabulous indie calm music (Lisa Hannigan, "Sea Sew"... download that shit). Still, I have lots of things to show and tell you! Ready? K.
Saturday night we had another all black frat/hip hop private event at Topcats. Since we're all very very white, we always feel a bit under prepared. I don't mean this to be racist in anyway, it just a different culture that we are not accustomed too and often fail at accomodating (though we try).
Anyways, there ended up being about 300 people in TC with blaring rap music and lots of gross dirty dancing. When there are 20 people at the bar and only two tenders, people get pissed. Fact. Sometimes you have to be a bitch in these situations. Complete strangers do not have the right to call me a bitch however. Regardless, I'm pretty sure about 40 dudes called me a bitch, whore, slut etc because I didn't immediately come to them when they approached the bar. Sorry guy but 10 people are ahead of you and each fucking one wants 5 jager bombs or what have you so just wait your fucking turn. Then mass bitches vomited. It was just a bad night. I saw and heard a lot of stuff that made me really angry. For example, a guy and (I suppose?) his girlfriend are standing in the hallway:
Guy: Bitch, what you drinkin?
Girl replies. Guy takes it away and drinks it.
Ugh. Men are such fails. And those girls were fails for being treated like that. Whatever. I know its another culture but that really really makes me sad that any human gets treated that wasy and answers to bitch. Just not cool in my book.
OH AND THE MUSIC! There was a song called "Bitch, spread your pussy open". What good clean family fun. The boys found this song particularly hilarious and sang it to me (the lone female on staff) all night long. I assume this will continue too.
Anyways, so the bar made about 600-700 dollar. I made - 23. Yeah. I was not pleased. So around about 1am I realized how seriously fucked I am in tips. I told Jim and he told me to just get trashed. DONE AND DONE. I started pounding whiskey and PBRs. Come 2am when I'm cleaning vomit up in the bathroom, well, I quite frankly don't give a shit. I even don't mean being pretty damn rude to the stragglers still left at the bar at 2:30. Those boys are such babies about pushing people out. Me? Not so much. I simply go up to complete strangers and say " it's 2:30. We want to go home. You had fun. Now its our turn. You have 5 minutes before I chase you out. Thanks!"
Anyways, as I said I was drunk. Here are pictures to prove it.
Boys doing the spread your pussy pose. Lovely.
Jim.
Did I mention I was trashed?
Me and Dan.
So after that mess, Drew took me out for more drinkin. We went to the Stratford brothel. I got drunker, listened to the Beatles with Mike, danced with Lu, and coached Ashley through a quarter life crisis. The drunker I got the more people I told about my spring break treehouse adventure. Mike didn't believe it so I decided to call Jill to back me up. I forgot it was 5am. Ooops...I eventually went back to Drew's to pass out to the sound of Arrested Development DVDS. I woke up to "She wanted me to have something new. Sweet old thing." "only two of those things describe her...."
Anywho Sunday I spent recovering and grocery shopping. I bought my first "protein crumbles" which is just a ground beef substitute. The vegetarian thing is going well. I don't really miss meat much even. That really surprises me. I love a good chicken nug when I am drunk. Plus, I'm losing weight. YAY!
Today I had an audio exam. I don't think it went great but not bad. I was just too tired yesterday to really study. After audio I headed up to the computer lab for speech sci. I hate that class. I used to think my prof was hot but now I just think he's an ass. Plus, my class is like 40+ girls. And not just girls but fucking sorority dumbass whore girls. I no joke overheard a girl say "I better take my topless pictures off Facebook before someone masterbates to them!" These girls make me lose faith in humanity. Luckily, I have Jillbert and Sebastian to sit with and roll my eyes at. Oh, and make lots of "that's what she said" jokes with.
After SS we had clinical. I never do anything in clinical. Amazingly, my prof still loves me. I think cause shes never actually there (we always have specialty guest speakers) to see just how much I don't care/pay attention. Plus, outside that class she knows me as a hyper organized NSSLHA secretary.
I worked at Forever after school. I had to quit noodles before I really even started. I just know its all going to be a lot. I can't wait til I can have a grown up job, pressing buttons and makin' you crazy kids raise your hands and passing out hearing aids like candy. Having " AuD." after my name is going to be tight.
I think that's it for now. Night cuties.
Saturday night we had another all black frat/hip hop private event at Topcats. Since we're all very very white, we always feel a bit under prepared. I don't mean this to be racist in anyway, it just a different culture that we are not accustomed too and often fail at accomodating (though we try).
Anyways, there ended up being about 300 people in TC with blaring rap music and lots of gross dirty dancing. When there are 20 people at the bar and only two tenders, people get pissed. Fact. Sometimes you have to be a bitch in these situations. Complete strangers do not have the right to call me a bitch however. Regardless, I'm pretty sure about 40 dudes called me a bitch, whore, slut etc because I didn't immediately come to them when they approached the bar. Sorry guy but 10 people are ahead of you and each fucking one wants 5 jager bombs or what have you so just wait your fucking turn. Then mass bitches vomited. It was just a bad night. I saw and heard a lot of stuff that made me really angry. For example, a guy and (I suppose?) his girlfriend are standing in the hallway:
Guy: Bitch, what you drinkin?
Girl replies. Guy takes it away and drinks it.
Ugh. Men are such fails. And those girls were fails for being treated like that. Whatever. I know its another culture but that really really makes me sad that any human gets treated that wasy and answers to bitch. Just not cool in my book.
OH AND THE MUSIC! There was a song called "Bitch, spread your pussy open". What good clean family fun. The boys found this song particularly hilarious and sang it to me (the lone female on staff) all night long. I assume this will continue too.
Anyways, so the bar made about 600-700 dollar. I made - 23. Yeah. I was not pleased. So around about 1am I realized how seriously fucked I am in tips. I told Jim and he told me to just get trashed. DONE AND DONE. I started pounding whiskey and PBRs. Come 2am when I'm cleaning vomit up in the bathroom, well, I quite frankly don't give a shit. I even don't mean being pretty damn rude to the stragglers still left at the bar at 2:30. Those boys are such babies about pushing people out. Me? Not so much. I simply go up to complete strangers and say " it's 2:30. We want to go home. You had fun. Now its our turn. You have 5 minutes before I chase you out. Thanks!"
Anyways, as I said I was drunk. Here are pictures to prove it.
Boys doing the spread your pussy pose. Lovely.
Jim.
Did I mention I was trashed?
Me and Dan.
So after that mess, Drew took me out for more drinkin. We went to the Stratford brothel. I got drunker, listened to the Beatles with Mike, danced with Lu, and coached Ashley through a quarter life crisis. The drunker I got the more people I told about my spring break treehouse adventure. Mike didn't believe it so I decided to call Jill to back me up. I forgot it was 5am. Ooops...I eventually went back to Drew's to pass out to the sound of Arrested Development DVDS. I woke up to "She wanted me to have something new. Sweet old thing." "only two of those things describe her...."
Anywho Sunday I spent recovering and grocery shopping. I bought my first "protein crumbles" which is just a ground beef substitute. The vegetarian thing is going well. I don't really miss meat much even. That really surprises me. I love a good chicken nug when I am drunk. Plus, I'm losing weight. YAY!
Today I had an audio exam. I don't think it went great but not bad. I was just too tired yesterday to really study. After audio I headed up to the computer lab for speech sci. I hate that class. I used to think my prof was hot but now I just think he's an ass. Plus, my class is like 40+ girls. And not just girls but fucking sorority dumbass whore girls. I no joke overheard a girl say "I better take my topless pictures off Facebook before someone masterbates to them!" These girls make me lose faith in humanity. Luckily, I have Jillbert and Sebastian to sit with and roll my eyes at. Oh, and make lots of "that's what she said" jokes with.
After SS we had clinical. I never do anything in clinical. Amazingly, my prof still loves me. I think cause shes never actually there (we always have specialty guest speakers) to see just how much I don't care/pay attention. Plus, outside that class she knows me as a hyper organized NSSLHA secretary.
I worked at Forever after school. I had to quit noodles before I really even started. I just know its all going to be a lot. I can't wait til I can have a grown up job, pressing buttons and makin' you crazy kids raise your hands and passing out hearing aids like candy. Having " AuD." after my name is going to be tight.
I think that's it for now. Night cuties.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
the heat floats on top of our skin, like an ice cube in a glass of gin.
Hiya kids. How are ya? I am straight BEAT! But in the best possible way. I had a good two days.
So thursday night after noodles I began to hardcore plan out my plan of action for more donations for the banquet I'm helping plan for NSSLHA. I got numbers for the businesses we contacted via letter so we can call and visit them and guilt them into donating, and also got lists of the businesses that get so many requests they have a standard donation request procedure. I sent out an enourmous amount of emails to my org's president and faculty advisor. My faculty advisor is a nut (the woman calls us on our cell phones during weekends at like 11pm, emails us 5 times a day, etc) but super crazy organized and focused. I really admire how much she gets done for her students. Anyway, she sent me an email saying how efficient and organized I am. That was like a compliment from God for me. I flipped out. So sad how in love I am with this crazy woman.
Friday morning I had audiology. I pretty much didn't do anything but draw pictures of people wearing headphones and drawing little wiggle lines to signify noise. These are my notes. Every class. I don't know how I am an audio major. I am clearly learning nothing.
After audio I went to the zoo to fill our more paperwork and got a lesson in how to deal with the peacocks wandering in the store. This place is going to RULE.
After zoo, I worked at XXI. I got hired back as a sales associate even though I was a head cashier for like a year. Yesterday they told me it was simply so I could be rehired quicker (no background check for a SA, but needed for a HC) and they were going to fire one of the current HC. This means, I will go back to the easier job AND get a pay increase because I am technically getting promoted. Score! I really can't deal with working in a mall but thank god my bosses and co workers are fun.
Okay, this is when shit gets awesome. Last night at Topcats we had a DAAP Fine Arts private party called "Robot Rock!" Basically our friend Michael E is a DAAP student and he organizes an art show/concert/party once a quarter with us. We love this. We love scensters. So this time it was obviosuly robot themed. The basement bar, Fat Cats, was stocked with boxs, aluminum, markers etc to create robot costumes. Upstairs, Topcats, was stocked with unlimited PBR for $5 at the door and robot posters all over. Needless to say, I was pretty pumped about this. Drew and I worked the bar and had a blast cause we always do together. Mike worked the sound board and got super drunk as always and Jim and John had a blast seeing a bunch of dudes in skinny jeans. My good buddies Josh, Kyle and Adam came up solely to hang out with me at the bar (okay, myabe the PBR and whiskey I offered to buy helped....). I don't get to see these dudes often and about 3 years ago I saw them like everyday. I miss them. My buddy Doug from HS also came up to visit and tell me all of his love fails. This seems to be the thing we always have in common. He came with his ex but I didn't even bother to ask. It seemed like a situation I did not want to get involved in! Regardless, I love when Doug comes in because he always gets drunk, sits at the bar all night and screams "EY GIRL!" whenever he needs me. It really creeps strrangers out and that amuses me.
Later in the night when shit died down, I went out to the floor and robot slow danced with Michael E. You haven't danced until you've danced with a drunk robot, my friends. I then did a little dancing with another robot friend or two then headed back to work. Mike decided soundboard wasn't exciting enough so he came behind the bar with me while Drew did who knows what. Since Mike was TANKED I decided to coach him in his bar tending duties (keep in mind that the bands have been done for a half hour and there are about 10 people left at 1:50am). He (with a little instruction from me) made a Long Island and was hella proud. So much so that after making it he turned around to me, hugged me and lifted me off the ground in celebration. I fuckin love that kid! I decided to make him do all the bar bitchwork cleanup too if he wanted to be a bartender and he totally did! He even shooed out the stragglers at the end of the night. Drunkenly. So good.
Anyways, it seems like no matter how tired or how shitty my life is that day, week , month, working at Topcats brings me back up. I think its being around all these dudes. Some girls couldn't handle being the only chick in a group of literally about 5-10 dudes working on any given night. I on the otherhand LOVE it. These guys are so fuckin fun and sweet. I'm so glad I work there all the time.
So thursday night after noodles I began to hardcore plan out my plan of action for more donations for the banquet I'm helping plan for NSSLHA. I got numbers for the businesses we contacted via letter so we can call and visit them and guilt them into donating, and also got lists of the businesses that get so many requests they have a standard donation request procedure. I sent out an enourmous amount of emails to my org's president and faculty advisor. My faculty advisor is a nut (the woman calls us on our cell phones during weekends at like 11pm, emails us 5 times a day, etc) but super crazy organized and focused. I really admire how much she gets done for her students. Anyway, she sent me an email saying how efficient and organized I am. That was like a compliment from God for me. I flipped out. So sad how in love I am with this crazy woman.
Friday morning I had audiology. I pretty much didn't do anything but draw pictures of people wearing headphones and drawing little wiggle lines to signify noise. These are my notes. Every class. I don't know how I am an audio major. I am clearly learning nothing.
After audio I went to the zoo to fill our more paperwork and got a lesson in how to deal with the peacocks wandering in the store. This place is going to RULE.
After zoo, I worked at XXI. I got hired back as a sales associate even though I was a head cashier for like a year. Yesterday they told me it was simply so I could be rehired quicker (no background check for a SA, but needed for a HC) and they were going to fire one of the current HC. This means, I will go back to the easier job AND get a pay increase because I am technically getting promoted. Score! I really can't deal with working in a mall but thank god my bosses and co workers are fun.
Okay, this is when shit gets awesome. Last night at Topcats we had a DAAP Fine Arts private party called "Robot Rock!" Basically our friend Michael E is a DAAP student and he organizes an art show/concert/party once a quarter with us. We love this. We love scensters. So this time it was obviosuly robot themed. The basement bar, Fat Cats, was stocked with boxs, aluminum, markers etc to create robot costumes. Upstairs, Topcats, was stocked with unlimited PBR for $5 at the door and robot posters all over. Needless to say, I was pretty pumped about this. Drew and I worked the bar and had a blast cause we always do together. Mike worked the sound board and got super drunk as always and Jim and John had a blast seeing a bunch of dudes in skinny jeans. My good buddies Josh, Kyle and Adam came up solely to hang out with me at the bar (okay, myabe the PBR and whiskey I offered to buy helped....). I don't get to see these dudes often and about 3 years ago I saw them like everyday. I miss them. My buddy Doug from HS also came up to visit and tell me all of his love fails. This seems to be the thing we always have in common. He came with his ex but I didn't even bother to ask. It seemed like a situation I did not want to get involved in! Regardless, I love when Doug comes in because he always gets drunk, sits at the bar all night and screams "EY GIRL!" whenever he needs me. It really creeps strrangers out and that amuses me.
Later in the night when shit died down, I went out to the floor and robot slow danced with Michael E. You haven't danced until you've danced with a drunk robot, my friends. I then did a little dancing with another robot friend or two then headed back to work. Mike decided soundboard wasn't exciting enough so he came behind the bar with me while Drew did who knows what. Since Mike was TANKED I decided to coach him in his bar tending duties (keep in mind that the bands have been done for a half hour and there are about 10 people left at 1:50am). He (with a little instruction from me) made a Long Island and was hella proud. So much so that after making it he turned around to me, hugged me and lifted me off the ground in celebration. I fuckin love that kid! I decided to make him do all the bar bitchwork cleanup too if he wanted to be a bartender and he totally did! He even shooed out the stragglers at the end of the night. Drunkenly. So good.
Anyways, it seems like no matter how tired or how shitty my life is that day, week , month, working at Topcats brings me back up. I think its being around all these dudes. Some girls couldn't handle being the only chick in a group of literally about 5-10 dudes working on any given night. I on the otherhand LOVE it. These guys are so fuckin fun and sweet. I'm so glad I work there all the time.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
What else is a girl in my position to do?
Hiya, kids. How are things? Things here are tired. What else is new?
Today was my first day at Noodles. The job is easy and I will be workin with Sam based on our school schedules. The people are cool too. My gm is a badass. I really like him a lot. I just don't know if I can handle school +NSSLHA, Topcats, Zoo and Forever 21 too. Something is going to have to go. Most likely Forever or Noodles or both. I love TC too much to give it up. And I really suspect the zoo will be pretty fun.
So maybe it's just being so busy but for some reason I've just feeling really bummed and lonely. And I am totally not that girl that can't not be in a relationship (I typically prefer to not be) but at this point I feel like I'd deal with an asshole boyfriend just to have some damn company from time to time. Chris is never home anymore either so I don't even have the occasional dinners/movies/hangout in the living room time we used to have. Plus, I'd typically see JD about once a week and now that he's auditioning for schools all over the US he's also uber busy. It seems weird that the two of us still hang out so often and get along so well considering we dated (twice!) and broke up (twice!). Still, he gets me so why bother trying to find someone new who has to learn me when I can have one who is already in the know? Plus, kid is one of very few people who speaks my dialect fluently.... (i.e. he uses "redick" in sentences and knows what "tri-sockin'" means). He also shares my love for Arrested Development and is quickly developing a love for Scrubs. At least we got to talk for a few minutes today and catch up. We planned a "date" for next week. We call them play dates cause we're really grown up like that. These play dates typically include beers and DVDS and making fun of one another. Today he even recommended music that I had actually downloaded yesterday. Like I said, he knows me. I do get to see my CSD girls pretty frequently and for that I am really greatful. I am also super greatful I had that trip to Chicago with them. I love me some NSSLHA drunkenness in Chicago. Jilbert and I had lunch dates a lot and I really love that. She's a baller.
I haven't gotten to hang out with Lauren or have a real conversation with her in a long time. That really bums me out.
So I guess this is kind of a lame and gloomy post but that's how I am feeling today. Tomorrow is my offical paperwork/scheduling meeting at the Zoo shops! YAY! This may seem like a dumb thing to get excited about but I miss having a routine job that I enjoy. After paperwork, I work at forever. Then, Topcats. Whew. BUT! Topcats is hosting "Robot Rock!" which is sponsored by DAAP. This means indie bands and art boys with tattoos and flannel shirts. This may solve my lonliness issues....
Today was my first day at Noodles. The job is easy and I will be workin with Sam based on our school schedules. The people are cool too. My gm is a badass. I really like him a lot. I just don't know if I can handle school +NSSLHA, Topcats, Zoo and Forever 21 too. Something is going to have to go. Most likely Forever or Noodles or both. I love TC too much to give it up. And I really suspect the zoo will be pretty fun.
So maybe it's just being so busy but for some reason I've just feeling really bummed and lonely. And I am totally not that girl that can't not be in a relationship (I typically prefer to not be) but at this point I feel like I'd deal with an asshole boyfriend just to have some damn company from time to time. Chris is never home anymore either so I don't even have the occasional dinners/movies/hangout in the living room time we used to have. Plus, I'd typically see JD about once a week and now that he's auditioning for schools all over the US he's also uber busy. It seems weird that the two of us still hang out so often and get along so well considering we dated (twice!) and broke up (twice!). Still, he gets me so why bother trying to find someone new who has to learn me when I can have one who is already in the know? Plus, kid is one of very few people who speaks my dialect fluently.... (i.e. he uses "redick" in sentences and knows what "tri-sockin'" means). He also shares my love for Arrested Development and is quickly developing a love for Scrubs. At least we got to talk for a few minutes today and catch up. We planned a "date" for next week. We call them play dates cause we're really grown up like that. These play dates typically include beers and DVDS and making fun of one another. Today he even recommended music that I had actually downloaded yesterday. Like I said, he knows me. I do get to see my CSD girls pretty frequently and for that I am really greatful. I am also super greatful I had that trip to Chicago with them. I love me some NSSLHA drunkenness in Chicago. Jilbert and I had lunch dates a lot and I really love that. She's a baller.
I haven't gotten to hang out with Lauren or have a real conversation with her in a long time. That really bums me out.
So I guess this is kind of a lame and gloomy post but that's how I am feeling today. Tomorrow is my offical paperwork/scheduling meeting at the Zoo shops! YAY! This may seem like a dumb thing to get excited about but I miss having a routine job that I enjoy. After paperwork, I work at forever. Then, Topcats. Whew. BUT! Topcats is hosting "Robot Rock!" which is sponsored by DAAP. This means indie bands and art boys with tattoos and flannel shirts. This may solve my lonliness issues....
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
I would like to perfect the art of being studiously aloof, as if life is just a boring chore and I am living proof.
Hiya kids. How are you? I am Tired with a capital T. This week is super busy with school, NSSLHA and work. I am currently making a playlist of songs I like right now. It's entitled "SASSY MIX" for now. Here it is:
Yeah, its pretty emo/indie-tastic but whatever.
So today my friend Amanda posted pictures from our Fall Chorus concert.....
This is us looking cute and civilized.
So, this picture needs a bit of an explaination. During one of our carols for the Christmas Feast of Carols show we had to sing a sassy little gospel song. Our teacher, god bless him, asked us to add a little sass to our song. I gladly abliged... Jill and I leaned facing each other like this and tried to make each other laugh real hard each time a line was repeated in the song. Tech vest saw us, thought this was hilarious, and actually added it to the whole chorus. During the actualy performance he saw us doing this (and very much exaggerated I might add) and literally started laughing as he was conducting us. Then he saw me doing a super awkward dance in the hallway and mocked me for it several times in class after. I love that man. TRUE STORY.
Chorus was so stupid and silly but I loved it anyways. I think mostly because I had Jillbert and Amanda in it with me. Plus, my teacher wore a tech vest everyday without fail. He started out as a douche but by the end of the quarter I was pretty much in love with him and his tech vest of dreams....
Yep, the tech vest of dreams!!!!
Sadly, this quarter I couldn't take chorus but I will again come spring. We're going to Nashville! YAY! Luckily, my two beeyatches are taking it with me. And tech vest will be conducting. I emailed him to check. :)
Anyways, today was busy. I took a speech science midterm exam that consisted of 6 questions. Yes. Six. Ruben, you may be sexy but you fail as a teacher. After the test about 7 of us sat in the hall and just bitched about how big of a fail the test was. After that fiasco, I had clinical class. Also a fail. Then an hour meeting about planning the statewide NSSLHA conference. As far as I am concerned we should not even invite OSU. I hate their NSSLHA president and secretary. I really really wanna kick them just thinking about what they said at the last conference (if I have not told you this story, ask. I will gladly tell you about how much they suck). Then I went to my parents house where my mother proceeded to tell me more stories about Alice eating pureed food. Sweet mom. I get it, you don't love me anymore now that you have a grandbaby. Still, try to have an adult conversation.
Now I am updating NSSLHA membership spreadsheets and composing word documents full of conference planning notes. Exciting right? Nope.
Yeah, its pretty emo/indie-tastic but whatever.
So today my friend Amanda posted pictures from our Fall Chorus concert.....
This is us looking cute and civilized.
So, this picture needs a bit of an explaination. During one of our carols for the Christmas Feast of Carols show we had to sing a sassy little gospel song. Our teacher, god bless him, asked us to add a little sass to our song. I gladly abliged... Jill and I leaned facing each other like this and tried to make each other laugh real hard each time a line was repeated in the song. Tech vest saw us, thought this was hilarious, and actually added it to the whole chorus. During the actualy performance he saw us doing this (and very much exaggerated I might add) and literally started laughing as he was conducting us. Then he saw me doing a super awkward dance in the hallway and mocked me for it several times in class after. I love that man. TRUE STORY.
Chorus was so stupid and silly but I loved it anyways. I think mostly because I had Jillbert and Amanda in it with me. Plus, my teacher wore a tech vest everyday without fail. He started out as a douche but by the end of the quarter I was pretty much in love with him and his tech vest of dreams....
Yep, the tech vest of dreams!!!! Sadly, this quarter I couldn't take chorus but I will again come spring. We're going to Nashville! YAY! Luckily, my two beeyatches are taking it with me. And tech vest will be conducting. I emailed him to check. :)
Anyways, today was busy. I took a speech science midterm exam that consisted of 6 questions. Yes. Six. Ruben, you may be sexy but you fail as a teacher. After the test about 7 of us sat in the hall and just bitched about how big of a fail the test was. After that fiasco, I had clinical class. Also a fail. Then an hour meeting about planning the statewide NSSLHA conference. As far as I am concerned we should not even invite OSU. I hate their NSSLHA president and secretary. I really really wanna kick them just thinking about what they said at the last conference (if I have not told you this story, ask. I will gladly tell you about how much they suck). Then I went to my parents house where my mother proceeded to tell me more stories about Alice eating pureed food. Sweet mom. I get it, you don't love me anymore now that you have a grandbaby. Still, try to have an adult conversation.
Now I am updating NSSLHA membership spreadsheets and composing word documents full of conference planning notes. Exciting right? Nope.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Hot as a fever. Rattling bones.
Hiya kids. How are you? I am TIRED and a bit crabby. Oh noes! I just got off work at Forever 21 and came home to watch new Scrubs (!!!!) before a long night of studying Speech Science. Yuck.
So this weekend was very eventful and lovely. Let's do a rundown here:
Friday- Friday I worked at TC with Jimmy. We were the only two for a solid two hours. It was nice though because Jimmy is honestly one of the only people that truly gets me and I feel cool enough with to just sit with and do nothing. We watched the coneheads while it was slow. GREAT MOVIE! Eventually some kids came in. My buddy Caroline from NSSLHA came in with her drunk ass sorority friends. Don't get me wrong, I don't typically stereotype but KappaDaapaOmegaSlappas all really aggrivate me. This year I recently became really close with Caroline after sharing a room in Chicago for a few nights and was super happy to have her visit at TC. We talked about snuggies and how in chicago I got drunk as hell and spit my best game at her hot asian friend. I love hipster minorities, God help me. She left and shortly after my buddy Abby J came up with her man John (or as I call him, Civil War Beard or CWB for short) to drank some drinks. We knew Abby J was coming (and we assumed she'd be in a snuggie...) so we changed the marquee to say "WELCOME TO SNUGGIE NIGHT!". I love that I get to change the marquee. LOVE it. Sorry, awful CSD joke. A little while after Abby and CWB came, my old boss Gabe stopped up to see me as a bartender. I am super awkward as a bartender but luckily I am cute so he tipped me a lot. And bought me whiskey. And stared at my boobs. OHH just like the old days at HPT when I was a server and he was my creepo boss. Don't get my wrong, Gabe is a sweet guy but do you really need to show up on you off days and sit in my section and stare at me? Or tell me I look like Drew Barrymore when she was "sexy as fuck" and "used to fantasize about her". OH well, he kept it clean and we had some good chats about Cochlear implants and green-ing vacines to prevent autism. I love debating that shit.
Saturday- OH Valentine's Day. Well first off, I woke up and immediately bought my Kings of Leon tickets. I bought two even though no one has agreed to go with me for sure yet. Bethany says she will but since she's in Athens I want a back up. I called up JD and told him he still owed me for dragging me to a ween concert in columbus when we were dating. He grudgingly agreed. HOLLAR! So, VD night we were to hold a break-dancing competition at TC. Jim and I went up early to clean (espcially the floor so those crazy kids could spin their little hearts out). Working that night were myself, Jim, Drew, Johnny, Scott, Scott, and Michael. Yeah, me and dudes! What a terrific V Day! So I told the dudes that for valentines day I wanted to beat the top score of nudie photo hunt. OH AND GUESS WHAT I GOT! A 350,000 something score! Thanks dudes! Anyways, during the competition the bar was slow so I sat behind the soundboard with Mike and drank some G&T's and watched the dancers sass each other's faces off. I know now that that is all break dancing is: sassing. They seriously do some spins, weird spasms and then get in another dancers face, as if to say "TOP THAT SASS!" By the end of the night Mike and I were pretty drunk and laughing pretty hard at this sassing. During our time behind the board I told Mike about my elaborate dream where my facebook began to update itself and included my blood type. Mike laughed about this for a solid 10 minutes. Once everyone left, our crew decided to test out our dancing skills. It didn't go well. Saturday was the best valentine's day I've ever had. I love all my boys from TC so much. It was much better than a lame date with only ONE dude. Monogomy is for losers.
Sunday- Sunday Jill and I decided to have a homework/food party. This quickly turned into sleepover. We had dinner at Habenero (veggie burrito for me of course! I'm like 3 weeks strong here bitches!) and made fun of just about everyone in our major as always. Especially some interesting texts I received from a classmate. After that we headed back to Jill's to contemplate spending out summer in a treehouse. Yes, a fucking treehouse. Jill's buddy asked her (and for her to ask me) if we'd like to spend our spring break in a "forest hostel" in Georgia (foresthostel.com). As the night progressed, we both decided if nothing else, this will be a novel story to tell friends. Only Jillbert could talk me into this shit. After perusing pictures of our short-term home (which cannot be described as anything but a TREEHOUSE), we watched Rock of Love Bus and Tool Academy. This may sound ridiculous but trust me, this makes sense. Watching these shows makes Jill and I feel better about ourselves. Like ROL, after viewing one episode I realized how lucky I am to not own any leopard print clothes (apperantly that attracts the Bret Michaels types). After watching Tool Academy, I was suddenly thankful that I have not settled for a crappy boyfriend over being single because these bitches appreciate their boyfriends even making them salad. This girl FLIPPED out that her dude got caesar salad? Is that that impressive? Really? Is chivalry dead? Or is this girl just an idiot? Secret answer c, both. Anyways, after ROL and Toolness Jillbert and I watched some Sex and The City and mocked Miranda's baby orangutan post sex hair (even though I shouldn't mock, cus if I were getting any mine would be eeriely similar....). Jill passed out at like 1am like a baby and I stayed up drinking woodchuck alone til about 2. Oh and I watched old Saved by The Bell. I live for that show.
Monday - School. School fails. No stories there. Except my speech science teacher is so yummy. Thanks, Columbia! We appreciate it!
Today, Tuesday - I worked at XXI. Ugh. This place sucks but its money and its fuckin easy. I saw Leyla, Ana and Blaine. That was nice. On my way home I stopped at Noodles and Co because I had never been. Since I am an employee of N&C as of this Thursday, I thought I'd test that mother out. Wisconsin Mac and Cheese + Tobasco = CHEEZ SEX! It's sooo good. Now I am watching Scrubs and it is not new as the commericals advertised (!!!!). Even though I have seen this episode a few times now (thanks, online full episode player!) I still laughed super hard at, "What is Elmo, a seal?" and "I'm watching you John Dorian! And my eyes never shut!"
All in all, life is pretty good. Off to drink chocolate soy milk and devour my speech sci notes before my midterm tomorrow! See what I did there?!
So this weekend was very eventful and lovely. Let's do a rundown here:
Friday- Friday I worked at TC with Jimmy. We were the only two for a solid two hours. It was nice though because Jimmy is honestly one of the only people that truly gets me and I feel cool enough with to just sit with and do nothing. We watched the coneheads while it was slow. GREAT MOVIE! Eventually some kids came in. My buddy Caroline from NSSLHA came in with her drunk ass sorority friends. Don't get me wrong, I don't typically stereotype but KappaDaapaOmegaSlappas all really aggrivate me. This year I recently became really close with Caroline after sharing a room in Chicago for a few nights and was super happy to have her visit at TC. We talked about snuggies and how in chicago I got drunk as hell and spit my best game at her hot asian friend. I love hipster minorities, God help me. She left and shortly after my buddy Abby J came up with her man John (or as I call him, Civil War Beard or CWB for short) to drank some drinks. We knew Abby J was coming (and we assumed she'd be in a snuggie...) so we changed the marquee to say "WELCOME TO SNUGGIE NIGHT!". I love that I get to change the marquee. LOVE it. Sorry, awful CSD joke. A little while after Abby and CWB came, my old boss Gabe stopped up to see me as a bartender. I am super awkward as a bartender but luckily I am cute so he tipped me a lot. And bought me whiskey. And stared at my boobs. OHH just like the old days at HPT when I was a server and he was my creepo boss. Don't get my wrong, Gabe is a sweet guy but do you really need to show up on you off days and sit in my section and stare at me? Or tell me I look like Drew Barrymore when she was "sexy as fuck" and "used to fantasize about her". OH well, he kept it clean and we had some good chats about Cochlear implants and green-ing vacines to prevent autism. I love debating that shit.
Saturday- OH Valentine's Day. Well first off, I woke up and immediately bought my Kings of Leon tickets. I bought two even though no one has agreed to go with me for sure yet. Bethany says she will but since she's in Athens I want a back up. I called up JD and told him he still owed me for dragging me to a ween concert in columbus when we were dating. He grudgingly agreed. HOLLAR! So, VD night we were to hold a break-dancing competition at TC. Jim and I went up early to clean (espcially the floor so those crazy kids could spin their little hearts out). Working that night were myself, Jim, Drew, Johnny, Scott, Scott, and Michael. Yeah, me and dudes! What a terrific V Day! So I told the dudes that for valentines day I wanted to beat the top score of nudie photo hunt. OH AND GUESS WHAT I GOT! A 350,000 something score! Thanks dudes! Anyways, during the competition the bar was slow so I sat behind the soundboard with Mike and drank some G&T's and watched the dancers sass each other's faces off. I know now that that is all break dancing is: sassing. They seriously do some spins, weird spasms and then get in another dancers face, as if to say "TOP THAT SASS!" By the end of the night Mike and I were pretty drunk and laughing pretty hard at this sassing. During our time behind the board I told Mike about my elaborate dream where my facebook began to update itself and included my blood type. Mike laughed about this for a solid 10 minutes. Once everyone left, our crew decided to test out our dancing skills. It didn't go well. Saturday was the best valentine's day I've ever had. I love all my boys from TC so much. It was much better than a lame date with only ONE dude. Monogomy is for losers.
Sunday- Sunday Jill and I decided to have a homework/food party. This quickly turned into sleepover. We had dinner at Habenero (veggie burrito for me of course! I'm like 3 weeks strong here bitches!) and made fun of just about everyone in our major as always. Especially some interesting texts I received from a classmate. After that we headed back to Jill's to contemplate spending out summer in a treehouse. Yes, a fucking treehouse. Jill's buddy asked her (and for her to ask me) if we'd like to spend our spring break in a "forest hostel" in Georgia (foresthostel.com). As the night progressed, we both decided if nothing else, this will be a novel story to tell friends. Only Jillbert could talk me into this shit. After perusing pictures of our short-term home (which cannot be described as anything but a TREEHOUSE), we watched Rock of Love Bus and Tool Academy. This may sound ridiculous but trust me, this makes sense. Watching these shows makes Jill and I feel better about ourselves. Like ROL, after viewing one episode I realized how lucky I am to not own any leopard print clothes (apperantly that attracts the Bret Michaels types). After watching Tool Academy, I was suddenly thankful that I have not settled for a crappy boyfriend over being single because these bitches appreciate their boyfriends even making them salad. This girl FLIPPED out that her dude got caesar salad? Is that that impressive? Really? Is chivalry dead? Or is this girl just an idiot? Secret answer c, both. Anyways, after ROL and Toolness Jillbert and I watched some Sex and The City and mocked Miranda's baby orangutan post sex hair (even though I shouldn't mock, cus if I were getting any mine would be eeriely similar....). Jill passed out at like 1am like a baby and I stayed up drinking woodchuck alone til about 2. Oh and I watched old Saved by The Bell. I live for that show.
Monday - School. School fails. No stories there. Except my speech science teacher is so yummy. Thanks, Columbia! We appreciate it!
Today, Tuesday - I worked at XXI. Ugh. This place sucks but its money and its fuckin easy. I saw Leyla, Ana and Blaine. That was nice. On my way home I stopped at Noodles and Co because I had never been. Since I am an employee of N&C as of this Thursday, I thought I'd test that mother out. Wisconsin Mac and Cheese + Tobasco = CHEEZ SEX! It's sooo good. Now I am watching Scrubs and it is not new as the commericals advertised (!!!!). Even though I have seen this episode a few times now (thanks, online full episode player!) I still laughed super hard at, "What is Elmo, a seal?" and "I'm watching you John Dorian! And my eyes never shut!"
All in all, life is pretty good. Off to drink chocolate soy milk and devour my speech sci notes before my midterm tomorrow! See what I did there?!
Monday, February 16, 2009
well i wrote your name and burned it, to see the color of the flame. it burned out the whole spectrum as if you were everything.
I've gotten into this weird habit of reading tons of posts from http://community.livejournal.com/indiemixtape/ and downloading songs. So far we've got:
untouchable face - ani difranco
does he love you? - rilo kiley
don't call me peanut - bayside
first day of my life - bright eyes
we've got company - you.me.we
love and some verses - iron and wine
lots of sigur ros. god, I'm so indie/emo now.
untouchable face - ani difranco
does he love you? - rilo kiley
don't call me peanut - bayside
first day of my life - bright eyes
we've got company - you.me.we
love and some verses - iron and wine
lots of sigur ros. god, I'm so indie/emo now.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
infant versions of my genes in baby jeans.
Hiya kids. How are ya? I'm pretty good. I'm watching some Tyra and smelling like baby powder after spending the morning with my niece Alice.
Like I said, today was spent with my niece Alice. I have Thursdays off so I decided to hang out at my parents and check in on them and muh bay bay. She was rocking some baby jeans. AWESOME. I stayed long enough to play, and watch her eat lunch. Needless to say, through it all she remained adorable.
Alice, noming on some baby food
guess this one wasn't too great....
my favorite....
80's pop star hair...
just chillin.
baby jeans!
On top of baby jean awesomeness, I found out Hannah, one of my kroner babies, will be coming with me to the Cincinnati Zoo. She will be my zoo baby! YES!
All in all, a pretty great day.
Like I said, today was spent with my niece Alice. I have Thursdays off so I decided to hang out at my parents and check in on them and muh bay bay. She was rocking some baby jeans. AWESOME. I stayed long enough to play, and watch her eat lunch. Needless to say, through it all she remained adorable.
Alice, noming on some baby food
guess this one wasn't too great....
my favorite....
80's pop star hair...
just chillin.
baby jeans!
On top of baby jean awesomeness, I found out Hannah, one of my kroner babies, will be coming with me to the Cincinnati Zoo. She will be my zoo baby! YES!
All in all, a pretty great day.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
doctors played your dosage like a card trick. scrambling down the hallways playing yahtzee.
Hiya kids. How are things? Things here have been better. But it is what it is, and when life hands you lemonade you ask for whiskey instead. See what I did there?
So a lot went down last week. Most of it not so great. About two weeks ago now I found out my grandma's sister passed away. While Carol lived in D.C. and had for years, I still felt close to her and the entire Cambell portion of my family. Somehow, whenever we are together it feels like we've always been together all along. So hearing from my mom that this amazingly silly, strong, independent woman had passed away was quite a blow to me. Carol has been sick for a long time (arthritis, and recently dementia related to falling and a subsequent stroke) so in the end it was for the best. I think what particularly got to me about her passing was the reminder that my grandma was gone. My grandma's death was one of the worst times in recent years. I was in a terrible living situation, had an unstable ex who was actually threatening me, and was really doing things to myself I shouldn't have been. Hearing Carol was gone brought up some really really terrible thoughts and emotions. Luckily, my terrific roommate and fake husband came home and simply let me cry. He held me and let me freak out. It was just something that had to be done...
Meanwhile, the following day I had heard from my close friend that he was having some serious health concerns. He had lost feeling in his hands/arms and feet/legs for extensive periods of time and was being tested for ms. Absolutely terrifying. While this friend and I don't always hang out now, we were inseperable for 4 years. After hearing this from him, I kind of lost it again. It was like when my grandmother passed away that things seemed to be piling up on each other. I was terrifed for him. The worst part of it all was not being able to do a damn thing for him. Being helpless is the worst feeling in the world.
Fortunately one of my regulars from TopCats offered to take me to the Murder By Death show to cheer me up and help me out of my rut. Even better, the boy I was mildly interested in, informed me he would also be at the show. Music, booze and boys. WIN. Sadly, he informed me he was now dating someone. Eh, mild fail. I was mostly afraid of awkwardness at a fun show. Anywho, at the show I proceeded to drink lots of PBR and whiskey. WIN. The show was fun and the music was amazing. It was good to see the dude cus he's rad, gf or no gf. I think the show was what I needed to get myself together. Until that night I was having a pretty pretty dark week. Luckily, regulars, booze and friends pulled me up from being down.
Friday I had a meeting for a job interview. I totally got it. I now work at the Cincinnati Zoo. I am a sales lead which means I supervise manatee related retail. AWESOME.
After my job interview I received a phone call from my friend experiencing the health issues. No MS. In fact, an easily treatable disease which is completely curable. FANTASTIC.
Basically, this week started as Debby downer but is now.... uh....Good. Real good.
these have never been will they never be interesting or have a flow to them. sorry. :)
So a lot went down last week. Most of it not so great. About two weeks ago now I found out my grandma's sister passed away. While Carol lived in D.C. and had for years, I still felt close to her and the entire Cambell portion of my family. Somehow, whenever we are together it feels like we've always been together all along. So hearing from my mom that this amazingly silly, strong, independent woman had passed away was quite a blow to me. Carol has been sick for a long time (arthritis, and recently dementia related to falling and a subsequent stroke) so in the end it was for the best. I think what particularly got to me about her passing was the reminder that my grandma was gone. My grandma's death was one of the worst times in recent years. I was in a terrible living situation, had an unstable ex who was actually threatening me, and was really doing things to myself I shouldn't have been. Hearing Carol was gone brought up some really really terrible thoughts and emotions. Luckily, my terrific roommate and fake husband came home and simply let me cry. He held me and let me freak out. It was just something that had to be done...
Meanwhile, the following day I had heard from my close friend that he was having some serious health concerns. He had lost feeling in his hands/arms and feet/legs for extensive periods of time and was being tested for ms. Absolutely terrifying. While this friend and I don't always hang out now, we were inseperable for 4 years. After hearing this from him, I kind of lost it again. It was like when my grandmother passed away that things seemed to be piling up on each other. I was terrifed for him. The worst part of it all was not being able to do a damn thing for him. Being helpless is the worst feeling in the world.
Fortunately one of my regulars from TopCats offered to take me to the Murder By Death show to cheer me up and help me out of my rut. Even better, the boy I was mildly interested in, informed me he would also be at the show. Music, booze and boys. WIN. Sadly, he informed me he was now dating someone. Eh, mild fail. I was mostly afraid of awkwardness at a fun show. Anywho, at the show I proceeded to drink lots of PBR and whiskey. WIN. The show was fun and the music was amazing. It was good to see the dude cus he's rad, gf or no gf. I think the show was what I needed to get myself together. Until that night I was having a pretty pretty dark week. Luckily, regulars, booze and friends pulled me up from being down.
Friday I had a meeting for a job interview. I totally got it. I now work at the Cincinnati Zoo. I am a sales lead which means I supervise manatee related retail. AWESOME.
After my job interview I received a phone call from my friend experiencing the health issues. No MS. In fact, an easily treatable disease which is completely curable. FANTASTIC.
Basically, this week started as Debby downer but is now.... uh....Good. Real good.
these have never been will they never be interesting or have a flow to them. sorry. :)
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Well-balanced meal of oatmeal and pasta.
Hey friends. Or friend. However many of you actually chose to read this....
So yesterday was a snowday. This snowday actually counted because I do have classes on Wednesdays. SCORE! Sadly, good old CS sent out an assignment via email. "Don't wanna get to far behind now do we?"
Yes, Carney. YES WE DO, ITS A SNOW DAY!
Regardless, I did get a lot of work done from the comforts of my couch under layers of covers. Yum. I read clinical, I listened to audio lectures and took a quiz online. Today, I woke up around 8am to see if any of the snow had magically melted off my car (it hadn't) and decided to cancel my observation because driving in this kind of weather scares the bejebus out of me. I've seen too many accidents on my little street alone. I decided that 8 inches of snow on my car for several days would probably not be too good for old Rhonda, so I suited up and cleared her off. An hour. HOUR to just get the crap off. I didn't even drive! Snow days are totally not worth it in my opinion. I'd rather be able to drive to my friend's birthday shindig tonight than get to sleep in. I STILL HAVE THE WORK ANYWAYS! Stupid UC trying to prepare me for the real world....
Anywho....
The vegetarian thing is going well. I've been basing my diet on fresh fruits and veggies. The only problem with this is its fucking hard to get fresh food when there is an epic blizzard. I'm sick of eating oatmeal, pasta and salad (I ran out of milk on day one of the blizzard so now cereal isn't even an option). I think I am going to walk to Clifton Natural Foods and possibly Kroghetto if I am feeling motivated. At least CNF because its up the street. Kroghetto, not so much.
I guess I'll go have another salad so I can get some energy to stroll up the street. Wish me luck.
So yesterday was a snowday. This snowday actually counted because I do have classes on Wednesdays. SCORE! Sadly, good old CS sent out an assignment via email. "Don't wanna get to far behind now do we?"
Yes, Carney. YES WE DO, ITS A SNOW DAY!
Regardless, I did get a lot of work done from the comforts of my couch under layers of covers. Yum. I read clinical, I listened to audio lectures and took a quiz online. Today, I woke up around 8am to see if any of the snow had magically melted off my car (it hadn't) and decided to cancel my observation because driving in this kind of weather scares the bejebus out of me. I've seen too many accidents on my little street alone. I decided that 8 inches of snow on my car for several days would probably not be too good for old Rhonda, so I suited up and cleared her off. An hour. HOUR to just get the crap off. I didn't even drive! Snow days are totally not worth it in my opinion. I'd rather be able to drive to my friend's birthday shindig tonight than get to sleep in. I STILL HAVE THE WORK ANYWAYS! Stupid UC trying to prepare me for the real world....
Anywho....
The vegetarian thing is going well. I've been basing my diet on fresh fruits and veggies. The only problem with this is its fucking hard to get fresh food when there is an epic blizzard. I'm sick of eating oatmeal, pasta and salad (I ran out of milk on day one of the blizzard so now cereal isn't even an option). I think I am going to walk to Clifton Natural Foods and possibly Kroghetto if I am feeling motivated. At least CNF because its up the street. Kroghetto, not so much.
I guess I'll go have another salad so I can get some energy to stroll up the street. Wish me luck.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
On a freezing Cincinnati street...
Today is my second consecutive day off from school. I always have tuesdays off (get it online class!) and today the entire city is covered with a thick 6in+ blanket of snow. I woke up at 6am to register for classes and peeked out my breakfast nook window to check out the snow situation. Gorgeous. It's a hot mess to be traveling in any capacity, but damn, it's pretty out there.
Anywho, since this is my first official blog entry I figure it should be something somewhat real or significant.... mostly because the other posts following will not be.
As of this Saturday, I have officially given up meat. Yeah, I'm attempting to be a vegetarian. Buy me another scarf, I am officially hipster.
While this may seem like it came out of nowhere, it actually did not. And my reasoning behind it are not rash, but possibly a bit corny. I decided that I wanted to at least explore the thought after Obama was elected. Sounds silly, right? No. My entire family has been obsessed with the idea of a new president, one that actually made a solid attempt to protect the country, look out for what's best for the country, inspire citizens to love and give to their country, and all those other things that good old G.W. didn't seem to be too interested in. Now that Mr. Obama is Mr. President I wanted to try to do something little to change my ways that ultimately cause harm to momma earth.
My number one reason: attempting to reduce my "carbon footprint". I hate that phrase but it is the best way to sum up what is driving me. By avoiding a single hamburger I will "save as much water as you save by taking 40 showers with a low-flow nozzle". I am now more aware of how we breed animals for consumption and just how many finite resources that takes. Not only does this process use these precious limited resources, it contributes to pollution, global warming and overall damage to our enviornment. Even if I am the only person I know who is a vegetarian, at least I will have a cleaner conscience than if I continued to eat meat knowing what I do now.
My number two reason: vegetarians tend to be healthier than meat eaters. They live longer, and resist diseases like heart disease and diabetes. Yes, I know that this is also attributed to the fact that vegetarians are likely to be more health conscious and not drink or smoke and exercise regularly. I don't smoke, I drink as much as the average college student and do my fair share of walking daily. Plus, vegetarians tend to be leaner. As long as I become a vegetarian properly (replace meat with other protein sources and don't fill up on carbs and sweets), I will probably lose some weight. I'm willing to lose the burgers and nuggets for a better body. I am that shallow..... Just kidding, or am I?
My number three: killing animals is sad. I am not going to go and join PETA, but still, its not cool.
So there ya go. I'm changing my ways to help the planet and hopefully you will too.
Anywho, since this is my first official blog entry I figure it should be something somewhat real or significant.... mostly because the other posts following will not be.
As of this Saturday, I have officially given up meat. Yeah, I'm attempting to be a vegetarian. Buy me another scarf, I am officially hipster.
While this may seem like it came out of nowhere, it actually did not. And my reasoning behind it are not rash, but possibly a bit corny. I decided that I wanted to at least explore the thought after Obama was elected. Sounds silly, right? No. My entire family has been obsessed with the idea of a new president, one that actually made a solid attempt to protect the country, look out for what's best for the country, inspire citizens to love and give to their country, and all those other things that good old G.W. didn't seem to be too interested in. Now that Mr. Obama is Mr. President I wanted to try to do something little to change my ways that ultimately cause harm to momma earth.
My number one reason: attempting to reduce my "carbon footprint". I hate that phrase but it is the best way to sum up what is driving me. By avoiding a single hamburger I will "save as much water as you save by taking 40 showers with a low-flow nozzle". I am now more aware of how we breed animals for consumption and just how many finite resources that takes. Not only does this process use these precious limited resources, it contributes to pollution, global warming and overall damage to our enviornment. Even if I am the only person I know who is a vegetarian, at least I will have a cleaner conscience than if I continued to eat meat knowing what I do now.
My number two reason: vegetarians tend to be healthier than meat eaters. They live longer, and resist diseases like heart disease and diabetes. Yes, I know that this is also attributed to the fact that vegetarians are likely to be more health conscious and not drink or smoke and exercise regularly. I don't smoke, I drink as much as the average college student and do my fair share of walking daily. Plus, vegetarians tend to be leaner. As long as I become a vegetarian properly (replace meat with other protein sources and don't fill up on carbs and sweets), I will probably lose some weight. I'm willing to lose the burgers and nuggets for a better body. I am that shallow..... Just kidding, or am I?
My number three: killing animals is sad. I am not going to go and join PETA, but still, its not cool.
So there ya go. I'm changing my ways to help the planet and hopefully you will too.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
These other bloggers are just as boring as me...so why not?
I've decided in order to make myself feel more important I will start a blog. This is not going to be epic by any means. Hope you read me anyways.
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