sometimes i just want to sit down and cross my arms over my chest and shut my eyes and pretend that the person talking to me isn't there anymore.
work is driving me crazy. it's not really work it's like life. i have so many things to take care of (papers and reading and presentations on the reading and the research and teaching and trying to still breathe) before certain dates and it's all just so crazy that my little calendar can't handle the pressure and i really can't either which is why i want to act like a major child and just sit down and pretend the world out there isn't real which is how i access my alternaworld.
here are things that are not driving me crazy.
1. it finally feels like fall in cola, even if it is for only a couple more days.
2. my dogs are going to be wearing halloween costumes. lily will be princess laya ( i think i spelled that wrong, oh well) and daisy will be darth vader.
3. counting crows is putting out a NEW cd in november (new, not a re-release)
4.in october i'm going to see george carlin which will make me laugh
5. next week is premier week on tv. i have no time to watch any of it, but i do have dvr so that's good.
6. i can still run 3 miles or more
7. one day far far away i'll have another degree and maybe make a little more money
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Sunday, September 9, 2007
topic: nalgene
i want to do a poll. here's the question: how often do you wash your nalgene bottle?
there was a time when i never washed mine. never. i took it with me everywhere, let it sit in all kind of dirty places, roll around in the dirt, fall out of my bag into a puddle, and still never washed it. apparently i'm changing b/c now when i go to fill up my 2 nalgenes every morning for the trip to schoolio, i think, "ewww, i should wash this," nevermind the fact that it sat no where except my office and well it does go to the gym with me which is a disgusting place, but still i don't roll the mouth part around on the floor or anything. so now i'm constantly washing it out or cramming it in the dishwasher and i want to know...how often do you wash your nalgene? b/c am i weird, did i grow up to be a germ-a-phobe?
there was a time when i never washed mine. never. i took it with me everywhere, let it sit in all kind of dirty places, roll around in the dirt, fall out of my bag into a puddle, and still never washed it. apparently i'm changing b/c now when i go to fill up my 2 nalgenes every morning for the trip to schoolio, i think, "ewww, i should wash this," nevermind the fact that it sat no where except my office and well it does go to the gym with me which is a disgusting place, but still i don't roll the mouth part around on the floor or anything. so now i'm constantly washing it out or cramming it in the dishwasher and i want to know...how often do you wash your nalgene? b/c am i weird, did i grow up to be a germ-a-phobe?
Thursday, August 23, 2007
whatty-up kids?
so i've been back at work for 6 days. i'm tired. i dont even have my own class of students and i'm tired. i have 2 things i'm wondering about. 1. i don't have my own class. it's been a whole year without my own little people to teach. this year i'm co-teaching with a pal. i listen to her talk to the kids and then i talk to the kids and it's just so different. we started teaching at the same time so she's been in the classroom for 3 and i've been in for 2 and out for 1. so i'm wondering how would i talk to kids if i had had my own kids last year. this isn't an interesting wonder. sorry.
2. the AC in my office has to be turned down by a custodian every morning. custodians get busy especially at the beginning of the year. i was really hot today at work and when you're wearing work clothes and your hair was actually fixed before you entered your office, being really hot is obnoxious. i think we could grow some rare orchids or violets or something because the humidity in there is about 100%. or maybe if i had pneumonia it would get better. don't they put you in tents with moisture when you have pneumonia? so i'm considering working on my green thumb or finding an ill person and experimenting.
work is fun.
2. the AC in my office has to be turned down by a custodian every morning. custodians get busy especially at the beginning of the year. i was really hot today at work and when you're wearing work clothes and your hair was actually fixed before you entered your office, being really hot is obnoxious. i think we could grow some rare orchids or violets or something because the humidity in there is about 100%. or maybe if i had pneumonia it would get better. don't they put you in tents with moisture when you have pneumonia? so i'm considering working on my green thumb or finding an ill person and experimenting.
work is fun.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
more on being weird
today while running and listening to my ipod i wanted to just stop and start dancing or keep running and dance at the same time. that would be like phoebe running from friends. you know how the perfect song comes on because the shuffle feature on the ipod is actually not sucking and is choosing the perfect wake up and run songs? and it just makes you run faster and smile at the same time? so it just makes you want to stop and pretend you're in an ipod commercial. am i the only one who has this occasional urge to be OK with looking like an idiot?
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
weepy weepy
am i the only person who gets a bit weepy over things that don't affect me at all? i was watching the today show this morning and they were showing footage of the Olympic preparation in Beijing. the 2008 Olympics are one year from today. so they were showing footage of the Athens Olympics. remember when paul hamm fell off the vault and dropped to 12th place and then came back on the bars to get the gold? they were showing footage, not even the real thing, and i almost lost it. who gets weepy over these athletes? seriously? they also showed the beach volleyball girls, i can't remember their names, but you know the really hot girls who won the gold in the beach volleyball? well they're preparing for Beijing and they showed footage from their gold medal win in Athens. again, i'm like on the edge of my seat about to cry for these girls who are tackling each other in the sand because they're so happy.
i'm so weird.
i'm so weird.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
attempt #34 and #35 on being an adult
34. yesterday i used coupons i had cut from the sunday paper. i've never done this before because normally the coupon-worthy products are nothing i would ever buy. my rule is that i can only use a coupon for something that i already have in my house (or more accurately for something already in my house that is almost empty or used up). so i bought dishwasher soap and shampoo, both of which were already in my house and on the last squirts. i saved a total of 2.00 which seems dumb really, but it is 2.00.
35. this morning the stanley steamer (or is it steemer? do they spell it wrong?) are coming to clean the carpet at my house. this is major adult in my opinion. before i wouldn't have cared. but really this is the only place i've ever lived in that has carpet. everywhere else has been tile (cue the dorms at usc) and a couple rentals which had hardwoods. so they're coming to clean the carpet. i'm kind of excited. that's so majorly lame.
in completely unrelated other news, i determined yesterday that the gym is the funniest place EVER that i go. i apparently have enrolled at the senior citizen gym. i think i've told you all that before. yesterday was an upper body day for the weights (an aside on weight lifting: there are so many thousands of ways to go about lifting weights in a program sort of way. in school we were taught to do "push" groups and "pull" groups which works the whole body everyday pretty much if you do all the push stuff and all the pull stuff. then i devised my own system at some point of just upper and lower body on alternating days with back and abs everyday. then i met a friend who did muscle groups like chest and biceps, shoulders and triceps, legs, back and abs which seems to be the new trend but for me is crazy unless you are a body builder. it takes an entire week to hit your whole body. then there's the old people and women trend of circuit training.) so back to my story. i go to the gym and lift first. i start out on the bench and then go about a bunch of other stuff. when i'm about finished, this old couple comes over with their trainer and gets on the bench. my gym is very big on trainers but i don't want to pay for someone to count for me, you know? although i do wonder if they could make me stronger. so the old lady of the old couple gets on the bench and proceeds to lift 55 lbs which is what i lift. now granted, she stayed at 55 the whole time and i start at 50 and work up to 60 or 65, but still, a lady who was probably 65+ lifted the same amount that i do. i don't think i was the only one who was impressed b/c pretty much everyone was watching her. so then i go upstairs to do some cardio. during the summer heat in cola i have to run on the indoor track. i saw this old guy, probably 70 yrs old or so go up to the track. he wears a full track suit and pours sweat. i've been up there with him before and had lapped him 2 or 3 times during the run. so i let him come running by and i get on the track behind him. we run for a while and i finally catch up to him and think i'll be passing him soon. i get closer and closer and realize he has picked up his pace b/c i'm going to have to sprint to get by. so i run on his heels for about 5 or 6 laps (the track is way smaller than an outdoor). finally i get up the guts to go past him and think i'll just have to run this fast for a while and he'll back off. NOPE! he picked it up and was running right behind me. i could have elbowed him or stopped abruptly and he would have trampled me. so we run like this for 5 or 6 more laps and then finally i realize that either he or i would be having a heart attack soon so i slow up a little and let him get in front and then i proceed to trail him as he had just done me for that last 15 or so laps at which point i stop and go get on the elliptical for the rest of my cardio b/c it feels like my leg will be detaching at the knee from all the sprinting. so obviously he was pissed that a girl was passing him and i was pissed that an old man was passing me. i can only imagine what everyone else on the track was thinking as we went flying by them about 1000 times.
yesterday put things in major perspective.
35. this morning the stanley steamer (or is it steemer? do they spell it wrong?) are coming to clean the carpet at my house. this is major adult in my opinion. before i wouldn't have cared. but really this is the only place i've ever lived in that has carpet. everywhere else has been tile (cue the dorms at usc) and a couple rentals which had hardwoods. so they're coming to clean the carpet. i'm kind of excited. that's so majorly lame.
in completely unrelated other news, i determined yesterday that the gym is the funniest place EVER that i go. i apparently have enrolled at the senior citizen gym. i think i've told you all that before. yesterday was an upper body day for the weights (an aside on weight lifting: there are so many thousands of ways to go about lifting weights in a program sort of way. in school we were taught to do "push" groups and "pull" groups which works the whole body everyday pretty much if you do all the push stuff and all the pull stuff. then i devised my own system at some point of just upper and lower body on alternating days with back and abs everyday. then i met a friend who did muscle groups like chest and biceps, shoulders and triceps, legs, back and abs which seems to be the new trend but for me is crazy unless you are a body builder. it takes an entire week to hit your whole body. then there's the old people and women trend of circuit training.) so back to my story. i go to the gym and lift first. i start out on the bench and then go about a bunch of other stuff. when i'm about finished, this old couple comes over with their trainer and gets on the bench. my gym is very big on trainers but i don't want to pay for someone to count for me, you know? although i do wonder if they could make me stronger. so the old lady of the old couple gets on the bench and proceeds to lift 55 lbs which is what i lift. now granted, she stayed at 55 the whole time and i start at 50 and work up to 60 or 65, but still, a lady who was probably 65+ lifted the same amount that i do. i don't think i was the only one who was impressed b/c pretty much everyone was watching her. so then i go upstairs to do some cardio. during the summer heat in cola i have to run on the indoor track. i saw this old guy, probably 70 yrs old or so go up to the track. he wears a full track suit and pours sweat. i've been up there with him before and had lapped him 2 or 3 times during the run. so i let him come running by and i get on the track behind him. we run for a while and i finally catch up to him and think i'll be passing him soon. i get closer and closer and realize he has picked up his pace b/c i'm going to have to sprint to get by. so i run on his heels for about 5 or 6 laps (the track is way smaller than an outdoor). finally i get up the guts to go past him and think i'll just have to run this fast for a while and he'll back off. NOPE! he picked it up and was running right behind me. i could have elbowed him or stopped abruptly and he would have trampled me. so we run like this for 5 or 6 more laps and then finally i realize that either he or i would be having a heart attack soon so i slow up a little and let him get in front and then i proceed to trail him as he had just done me for that last 15 or so laps at which point i stop and go get on the elliptical for the rest of my cardio b/c it feels like my leg will be detaching at the knee from all the sprinting. so obviously he was pissed that a girl was passing him and i was pissed that an old man was passing me. i can only imagine what everyone else on the track was thinking as we went flying by them about 1000 times.
yesterday put things in major perspective.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
i have some things to say
1. does anyone else fall victim to target? i go there and the money falls out of my pockets. i might as well just drive by and toss it in the door or around the parking lot. it's ridiculous. things don't cost that much but when you add them together, wow.
2. i had to get my dad to help me with a paper. this degree shmegree i'm working on has a cognate which i should have made like art history or something where i just memorize. instead it's this curriculum stuff which is of high importance to my job and my existence in public education but not interesting to me. at all. i like to read about how kids learn to read. that's not interesting to lots of people, right? remind me of that. so my dad had to help me with a paper. picture us on the phone and he's reading it out loud and we're fixing stuff as we go. we're reading and reading and he reads this sentence, For Giroux, in order for a person to be critical, she must have at some point acquired the language for what is achievable. I do not by any means think this is an exceptional sentence. at all. and he says, "is that a quote? that sounds like a quote. are you sure you didn't read that somewhere?" so this creates panic because do you ever wonder when you reread papers if you are the person who really wrote it? or is it just me? sometimes i write stuff and then forget i did it. it's like driving somewhere and not remembering how you got there. but again, i don't really think this sentence is that good and doesn't sound like i quoted it even. but instead i looked in all the books and articles just looking for the word achievable. that's not a hard word so i'm confused about why he thinks i might of plagiarized. but now i'm afraid that i did plagiarize and so i probably won't sleep good tonight.
3. will bought a 210 gallon fish tank. it's in my house. enough said.
2. i had to get my dad to help me with a paper. this degree shmegree i'm working on has a cognate which i should have made like art history or something where i just memorize. instead it's this curriculum stuff which is of high importance to my job and my existence in public education but not interesting to me. at all. i like to read about how kids learn to read. that's not interesting to lots of people, right? remind me of that. so my dad had to help me with a paper. picture us on the phone and he's reading it out loud and we're fixing stuff as we go. we're reading and reading and he reads this sentence, For Giroux, in order for a person to be critical, she must have at some point acquired the language for what is achievable. I do not by any means think this is an exceptional sentence. at all. and he says, "is that a quote? that sounds like a quote. are you sure you didn't read that somewhere?" so this creates panic because do you ever wonder when you reread papers if you are the person who really wrote it? or is it just me? sometimes i write stuff and then forget i did it. it's like driving somewhere and not remembering how you got there. but again, i don't really think this sentence is that good and doesn't sound like i quoted it even. but instead i looked in all the books and articles just looking for the word achievable. that's not a hard word so i'm confused about why he thinks i might of plagiarized. but now i'm afraid that i did plagiarize and so i probably won't sleep good tonight.
3. will bought a 210 gallon fish tank. it's in my house. enough said.
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