Saturday, June 24, 2006

swimsuit, math and knife woes

Scrapbooking can be really tedious sometimes. I really need an x-acto knife. I know how I cut out letters before without one, but it's getting obnoxious.

I really need to stop spending money. Grr. I almost spent $135 at Victoria's Secret today. My way of going swimsuit shopping without actually going through the misery. But then I realized it wouldn't be here until the second week in July, and I really need a swimsuit for July 4th weekend. So perhaps I'll go shopping tomorrow. I wish Victoria's Secret carried those clothes and stuff in the store. Do they carry swimsuits in the story? I don't think so. Which is too bad, because they have the whole mix/match thing going, which I like. You can choose what style top, which bottom, and even a cover up. Very nice.

I've been sooooo lazy the past few days. I've also gotten done the things that I've needed to get done. Well, I should study more for the GRE. The test is...well...a bit looming. I started working on the math section today, and I was bombing out right and left. Making silly mistakes, not understanding questions...grr. I'm hoping that the example questions (where they teach you strategies) happen to be very hard. But I have a feeling that they're not. Maybe I'm just out of practice, and they'll get easier. I sure hope so. The one really obnoxious thing is all the geometry. I never took geometry, so it's a very, very weak area for me. Why can't they just have a bunch of algebra questions? I like algebra. What does math have to do with grad school, anyway? I could understand testing something like statistics (which I don't really know, btw), but testing geometry (which you should've learned in high school, and are therefore relearning specfically for this test) seems...strange. I don't get it. It's not fun to study like the LSAT, either. Well, actually, the vocab and verbal stuff is sorta fun. Silly math. Just thought I'd do better. But I guess I should've known I never learned that basic stuff quite well enough. After all, my last math SAT score wasn't all that least in comparison to the strides I made on verbal. (I used to get better scores on the math parts.)

I feel like I create mess in my room faster than I can clean it. But it's not dirty...just messy. Like, lots of junk. I should really be better about throwing stuff out, but I'm just not. Oh why oh why. At least I'm working on getting rid of a bunch of stuff before my move. I've even been moderately successful. But I need to step it up.

Stuff...must...go. Stuff=evil. I know, I've moved too many times.

I want my new computer. I wish I had more credit. Or better credit cards. I'd go ahead and buy it. But it looks like I might have to wait for a while. Bleh. I got all excited because Amex sent me a really awesome card offer...0% APR for 15 months...on their blue card. Yet, despite being pre-approved, I was denied. For lack of credit history. In reality, my credit card history goes back to 1999...which is seven years. And I have nothing bad on it. And I have two credit cards in perfect shape. But, since I waited to take out a credit card (I was scared), I'm punished for not having 'sufficient credit'. Credit just seems pissy to me. Why should people who go out and get a credit card right on their 18th birthday be rewarded for that? I was supporting myself on my 18th birthday, I just didn't use a credit card to do it.

I wish I could get a bump in my credit for being an NYU law student. After all, that's some major earning potential. I think I deserve a little gold star for that ;)

I hung out with Steve Thursday night. His birthday. And Laura's. (I'll have forgetten by next year, though. I'll once again only know that both of their birthdays are between June 20 and 24.) I hung out once with Steve last summer, and other than that we haven't really hung out since we lived together. So it was cool to see him. We watched Buffy, and we talked, and we cracked each other up like we used to. Twas nice, and I hope we can do it again before I leave.

I probably should stop watching so much Buffy. I think it's starting to get into my dreams/daydreams a bit. Probably not so good. It's just so much fun to zone out and think about nothing but what's on the TV.

Well, I'd go to bed, since I've gotta work early, but there's no way I could get to sleep yet.

Shopping list: Allen wrench, swimsuit, and x-acto knife. Damn not being able to get those all at once store. Well, actually, I could probably get 2 out of 3 at Target. You never know; they could have allen wrenches too. It seems that that's where I always end up. Didn't I spend enough at Target LAST weekend?


Thursday, June 15, 2006

Home from the windy city

I just responded to so many e-mails. Woot--I feel popular! Okay, not really, but I can dream, right?

It's good to be home, even though home is still in Sarasota for a little while longer. And Sarasota is hot and boring and SO not Chicago. Grr. My kitty missed me, and he's letting me know it, which makes me feel loved ;)

Chicago was a blast. It's just such an amazing place in the summer. I got to wander around my old neighborhood, visit my old workplace and friends, travel on the train...all good. There's a particular smell in the subways of chicago...a mix of oil, dirt, and, uh, human "essence". I suppose it smells bad, but to me it just smelt like home. I used to walk through that underground tunnel twice a day, every day. They're actually renovating that subway, so I felt a little out of place for a moment there.

Let's see...what else did we do? We went to tons of my mom's AMA receptions...lots of handshaking, small talk, and free drinks. By the third night I was reception-ed out. But before that it was fun. Plus, Mom was having a blast bragging about NYU on my behalf. We got to see an awesome show at Second City...I dragged Mom out to an 11pm show, and then made her stay for a little improv thing they did afterwards. She loved it, though. And we were a bit typsy. And then we went downto catch a cab at 1:30 in the morning and I got in a yelling, cursing fight with this drunk guy. That sort of freaked my mother out. She's like 'they're going to shoot you if you do that in New York!'. Today one of the yacht club members was like 'no, no, she doesn't get...they'll shoot you if you DON'T do that.' What can I say...he pissed me off. Took me the whole cab ride home to calm down.

We went to the Blues Festival, and quite a few bars/restaurants. I went to Wicker Park and the Field Museum on my lone wandering days. And to a fundraiser my old employer (Campaign for Better Health Care) was holding. I got to meet the girl who took over after me (whose name is Sydney) and a bunch of other VISTAs. They're all like "Sydney? Sydney Nash?" Pretty cool to be known. Plus, they all still use all my materials and work off my reports and all sorts of neat things. And I fixed their Access database, which "broke" not long after I left. They were really impressed, since it only took me 5 minutes. When I pointed out that it wasn't impressive, because it wasn't actually broken, they were still impressed. Oh well. But it was really good to see Megan, who I was probably closest to Chicago. She's the Assistant Director of the Health Care Justice Project now, so they keep her pretty busy. We had lunch one day, and I also go to hang out with her at the fundraiser. Jim (the big boss) was up from Champaign for the fundraiser, and he was happy/surprised to see me. I even got a hug ;)

Well, that's about it for now. I really want to watch more TV, but the next seasons of Buffy did not, to my chagrin, finish downloading in my absence. Grrr. Then Azureus screwed up and then we lost power. At least, so it appears.

Monday, June 05, 2006

I wish I knew why Firefox goes so incredibly slowly on my computer. Hmmm...let's see if closing Damy's BearShare fixes anything. I had an inkling that might be the problem. BearShare: "Keeping BearShare open helps the entire filesharing community. Just minimize it and you won't hardly notice it's running." But your roommate will. I don't think she was actively downloading, but I'll have to ask her about it. That would explain why all of my stuff has been downloading so damn slowly.

Well, I was in a philosophical write-y mode a few minutes ago, but I'm not sure I am now.

I wish I were at coffee with Laura. That would be perfect. For a moment I considered going alone or even calling Mark and asking him to go, but I decided neither of those would work. Alone is boring and Mark would probably say it was too late, seeing as how he lives out on Siesta and all. Lameness, I tell ya, lameness. And Bill's leaving town tomorrow, so I'm sure he's busy.

I wish my roommate were actually home. I'm down to seeing her once a week these days. And I'm not exaggerating. It's kind of weird.

It's a little bit lonely around here, if you didn't pick up on that. Don't get me wrong, though, I'm very much enjoying life right now. Everything is peaceful and boring, and I'm enjoying that. I'm reading, and doing, and relaxing. I finished my Rushdie book today (it was loooong...I liked it though). Now I'm reading Sean's latest novel, which being about the porn industry is a wee-bit graphic.

I want to scrapbook. I haven't for the life of me been able to find my old scrapbook. I sure hope it turns up, because I've put many hours of work into that thing. But I went out and bought a new's smaller and it's white (the old one had black pages, which, while cool looking, was a pain in the ass). But I can't start because I don't have many photos in print...need to take my photos to walgreens and get prints...Plus, I look putting "stuff" in my scrapbooks, not just photos. And my "stuff" box (stuff I want to save, for whatever reason) is in Orlando, except for really recent stuff. So I'll bring it back with me after the Chicago trip. (We leave on Friday...I'll be up in O-Town on Thursday). The idea would be to have some photos printed to work with by that time. Of course, I already have a few here and there.

I've been artsy and nostalgic and thoughtful and all sorts of things of late. And I've actually been trying to write. I've written a few things that are sort of like fiction. Just snippets, really. I hope to keep it up. The writing. Woot.

I got to write down on a transcript request form today that my status was 'graduated'. Oh yeah, baby.

I was productive. Ordered my final transcript, dropped off another form to be filled out for NYU, got my immunization records from the health center, got my wheels aligned, oil changed, and my hair cut. I liked this afternoon. I couldn't work out, though, and I feel somewhat bad about that. But my living room is frickin claustraphobic with furniture. Damy supposedly has plans, but I'm not so sure what they are. And since she isn't particularly into the living here right now...the claustrophobic furniture isn't bothering her. To start with, I need to take apart my pretty table and take it home with me Thursday. The more I look at it, the more Thursday is starting to look like a pretty short day at work. Too bad, I could use the money. Another lousy paycheck coming my way. Yucky. It's not that I need that much money to survive, but in theory I'm trying to SAAAVE here. And doing a shitty job, I'll tell you that. My days of wanting to work myself to death are apparently long gone. I will not turn this summer into last summer...working 2.5 jobs. I like my free time!

Thursday, June 01, 2006


42 floors is really high. In Chicago I lived on the 25th floor. I thought that was pretty high. But that pales in comparison to 42.

I wonder what Killer's going to think. I think the window will be a lot less exciting than our window (door) here. No lizards and cats and stuff. Oh, well, I'm sure I can keep him amused.

Today he's been in glue mode. Meaning, he sticks to me. Not just in the same room, but a 3 ft radius. It always warms my heart. Especially today, since I'm sick and stuff. Bah.

I'm starting to get bored of the boringness, which is a good thing, I think. But I'm not done doing all the things I need to do yet, either, so it's good that it's still boring. Tomorrow I'm going out for dinner and drinks with Mark. That'll be cool. I'm glad Mark's going to be in town since no one else is.

Well, there's Damy, but I never see her. But we did get to hang yesterday. She said 'tell me when you're ready to do stuff again.' Ha. As soon as I'm not sick.

And tomorrow I've gotta go into work. It's Amy's last day, but little Erin (Stagner) is applying to replace her! How awesome is that? She has an interview tomorrow and everything. I'm really frickin' happy. If they hire her now, that would be amazingly awesome. I get really excited about dumb things. But maybe then I could go to Colorado and visit Berck, and that would make him happy.

Or spend time in DC with Nicole and her large house.

The possibilities abound.

I gotta be careful with the being responsible. I'm about to start law school. I don't have much time left to take silly roadtrips and waste money.