That’s what this site looks like, huh…I need to decide what I want to do with it. I’m considering dumping the domain when this year is up and going with something else. I just can’t decide. If anyone is still coming here hoping for new posts, let me know what you think I should do. What kind of site should this really be?
So I just sat down to start cutting my fingernails. I know, I haven’t posted in weeks and the first thing I come back with is fingernails. Well, deal with it. There’s at least a reason for it.
One month ago while messing with the plugs for lights on a U-Haul tow dolly, I bent my thumbnail back. It hurt like hell, and there was really no reason for me to have done it. Why should you care? Well you probably won’t even after I explain it (I’m not sure I’ve even got any readers anymore), but here I go anyway.
One month ago is about the last time I knew what I was doing. I’ve been in Madison for almost a month and I’m still completely lost. Sure I’ve got this job, and I’ve got this great girl with me. But I have almost no clue where I am or where I’m going. Too make things more fun, on this particular night I happen to be sitting alone in an empty apartment after angering said wonderful girl for something very stupid. So here I sit, listening to depressing music wondering where she’s gone and why, after three weeks I still have no clue what my job is. Why I’m even here.
The girl has been telling me since we got here how lonely she is and if it weren’t for my job I would be in the same boat. I don’t think I’m really that far off though. Sure I have something to do during the day but I have yet to meet anyone I would consider a friend.
That night I bent my thumbnail back is now probably one of the last memories I’ll have of Manhattan and how my life used to be. This would have to be the first time since graduation that I really wish I was back there, or home, or pretty much anywhere but here. My parents are mad at me, the girl is mad at me, we have no friends here. Isn’t life grand.
Currently Playing: Flickerstick – Coke
So things kinda got crazy there at the end. I finished my semester about 3am Tuesday morning. A strange time to end a semester but the last things I had to do involved a web project and a paper.
Since then I’ve worked quite a bit, managed to forget a shift, and not really gotten much done in the way of packing up my room. I finally started getting somewhere tonight, and hopefully I’ll have most of my stuff out tomorrow. I’ve got to do some creative planning/packing to make sure I have the right clothes for Hawaii, enough for the next few days, and still pack away everything else.
It feels so weird to be done. I have zero obligation except for my last few shifts and to get everything out of Putnam. I’m so ready to get away for a while, and what better place than Hawaii? It’s been fun.
Currently Playing: Kill Bill, Vol. 1
I knew the end of the semester was going to be busy, but this is insane. Just in the last five days I’ve had 2 tests, attended 2 banquets, received lots of certificates and recognition (that part was cool), and continued to work on projects in 2 classes. In the next 2 weeks I’ve got 2 finals, 2 papers, 2 presentations, 2 people are shadowing me at work…are we seeing a trend here?
The good news is that some things are finally wrapping up. I’ve already dropped 2 lines off my email signature and the last title goes next Tuesday! Then it’s back to being your typical college student. For about a week. Then I’m done for real. Let’s just say I can’t wait.
Currently Playing: Lifehouse – You and Me
Between posts. The semester is winding down but I’m at my busiest. Why does it have to be that way?
In the last 24 hours I spent about six and a half hours in the best sleep I’ve had in a year. After the weekend I was so tired I just crashed. I was informed that I was snoring rather loudly. Then this morning I worked from 6-8am and when I got off I didn’t really feel that tired, but looking ahead I knew I would be up ’til 3 tonight. I made the conscious decision to skip class for another 2 hours of sleep. And again, I was out in an instant and sleeping so hard it felt like 5 minutes. I don’t think a train would have woken me up.
So you might be wondering what was so tiring about the weekend. Some will know that Amber is Catholic. Since she wants to get married in a Catholic church, there are certain things that we have to do before the Church will consider us prepared for marriage. Basically for us there were just two things: attending a class on the sacrament of marriage (which we did last weekend) and going to a weekend retreat called an Engaged Encounter.
I don’t think either of us really knew what to expect, even after some friends gave us an idea of what it would be like. In my mind it was surprisingly helpful. Even though it’s sponsored by the Catholic church, it didn’t bother me nearly as much as I thought it might (I have some issues). There were really only a few instances where I was uncomfortable and it was more due to the other couples there than the people running the show. It gave Amber and I a chance to discuss a few (like maybe 2) things we hadn’t talked about already and to reflect on the things we have. I think the best part for us was that throughout the course of the weekend we came a lot closer together in our views when it comes to our kids and religion. It’s something I knew would be an issue in some way or another from the beginning. It’s mostly an issue because of my ignorance of the Catholic church and how things work. But I’m learning, even if it isn’t as fast as Amber would always like.
Anyway, they had us up before 7am both mornings for mass and kept us going ’til 10pm or later both evenings. That combined with the mental energy expended and strange surroundings, we both left exhausted. Then being a creature of habit, I just couldn’t make it to bed before 12:30 last night. I just felt like I had better things to be doing.
So now it’s back to my reality of projects, class, upcoming papers, and tests. Sounds like fun doesn’t it? Somewhere in there I’ve gotta pack up all the stuff in my room and move out, too. Alright, now it’s time to watch tonight’s episode of 24.
Currently Playing: 24: 12am to 1am
…I will post. Even though I have almost nothing interesting to say. Although I just lost the first version. Stupid Internet Explorer.
Yeah, you read correctly. I’m at work, but I managed to forget my laptop power cord and my battery has about 10 minutes left. So I’m stuck using the desk computer for the first time in months.
I had a pretty good weekend. Watched a few movies, went bowling, learned about marriage. Realized I still have a crapload of stuff to do before the end of the semester. Yeah.
I’ve almost finished reorganizing my iTunes music library. I think if I ever get that behind again, I’m just going to let iTunes organize everything for me. Up to this point I just haven’t been able to let it do such obviously stupid things to my music.
Right now I’m just waiting to get off work so I can go back to bed. It’ll only be for about an hour, but it will be so worth it.
Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. Guess what call I got at 6:07am this morning at the Van Zile desk?
“Carson, can you look and see who is supposed to be replacing me?”
How ironic. That’s all I have to say about that.
I started work today at noon in Van Zile. When I got here I noticed that there were two girls sitting at a table in the lobby collecting signatures on a petition. Over and over again I heard “Have you heard about the AIDS in Africa event/epidemic?” At which point they would ask people to sign their petition. I have a couple of problems with this.
Now before I go on, let me be clear…I understand that the continent of Africa has a serious problem with AIDS and I am not belittling that in any way or trying to say that people shouldn’t care or even want to sign petitions about it. My problem is this: almost all of the people that signed this petition in the last hour did so without really having any idea what it was about. There were some comments about money to help stop the epidemic and sending it to the government to make a statement, but most didn’t even ask those questions. What does it really mean to put your name on this petition? I doubt most of them even read the top of the sheet. The majority of the people who chose not to sign after being addressed did so simply because they were in too much of a hurry to stop.
To make matters worse, the girl who apparently organized the event and the petition left shortly after my shift started. That left her roommate; she had their little spiel memorized but really had no idea what she was talking about. I finally did hear a few people ask what they really hoped to accomplish with the petition. She didn’t know the answer. And people wonder why the world is so messed up! How can a person lobby for something and encourage others to sign a petition when they don’t even understand it themselves?
Currently Playing: Howie Day – Collide
I’m a guy who likes condiments. Now read that sentence again because I don’t want you to get the wrong idea. That’s stuff like ketchup, mustard, relish, ranch dressing, etc. Sometime this year, Van Zile decided to trash the individual ketchup bottles in favor of the “spoon-it-out-of-a-giant-bucket-under-an-inconveniently-placed-sneeze-guard” method. Now, I understand why they might not want to continually buy individual bottles or even fill up those bottles from a larger container. What I can’t understand though, is why they won’t just go buy a pump for the container to simplify the whole process and return the ketchup and mustard to the end of the counter where it belongs. It wouldn’t be so bad if the little cups they provide were actually bigger than the utensil used to spoon the Ketchup out with, but no, that’s apparently too much to ask. Since they can’t do that, I definitely won’t hold my breath for the pump…
Anyway, the result of this catastrophe of Ketchup is inevitable spillage onto my fingers. As such, when I get to the table to sit down, I immediately need a napkin. So I reach for one, only to come up empty. I take a closer look and realize the napkins are in the basket upside-down.
Now paper napkins are generally folded in a very specific way so as to leave a flap on one side for easy grabbing, whether it be out of a dispenser, off the top of a stack, or out of a basket. How hard is it to make sure the stack goes in flap side up? Apparently, when the baskets get refilled, people are just guessing at the appropriate orientation (badly). It’s all about the details people…
Currently Playing: Los Lonely Boys – Heaven
There’s nothing like a 6am shift to really bring you back to reality. Ironically, I got up at 5:30 which is probably earlier than just about everyone I know except maybe my parents. I won’t be getting up anywhere near this early after I start my job with Epic. I seriously planned to go to bed early last night, but I never made it. Jimmy was watching The Core and I just kept finding funny things to look at online.
I have to say, I’ve disliked some women’s fashion trends for sometime. I guess someone finally took the time to write it down.
Anyone else ever read Calvin and Hobbes? I saw this sideways room and it made me think of the episode where gravity suddenly reverses it’s pull and Calvin is stuck to the ceiling. It’s too bad Bill Watterson stopped making the strip; it was my favorite when I was younger, which is pretty ironic considering how longwinded it could be. While I was trying to find a good Calvin and Hobbes link, I found out that the complete collection is going to be released in hardcover. You can pre-order on Amazon.com.
I wasn’t in Madison for very long, but while I was there I must have seen that stupid Tender Crisp Bacon Cheddar Ranch commercial by Burger King about 83 times. I’m sure some guy pitching the idea for the ad thought it was absolutely hilarious, but all I see is one incredibly lame commercial with a stupid song that inevitably gets stuck in my head for hours. Damn you, BK! If I could really have it my way, I’d get that stupid song off of my TV. I’m still trying to figure out why Hootie sold out and what purpose Brooke Burke has in that commercial besides the obvious eye candy (oh, did I just answer my own question?). Ironically, you won’t find any mention of Hootie’s sellout on the band’s website…not unless you go digging through the message board that is. I guess some people can’t get enough of the Tender Crisp Bacon Cheddar Ranch. And while it’s probably a tasty sandwich, I just wish the commercial didn’t have to suck brain cells out of my head each of the 80,000 times a day that it airs.
Currently Playing: Anna Nalick – Breathe (2 AM)
Cause you can’t jump the track
We’re like cars on a cable
And life’s like an hourglass glued to the table,
No one can find the rewind button girl
So just cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe, just breathe,
Whoa breathe, just breathe
I finally heard it, Sheena. Great song.
Blogger has issues. I just realized there were 3 of the same post on here. Probably because they’ve been having trouble finding enough power (as in electricity) to run the servers they need to provide consistant service.