Just over two months, actually. I hope you haven't missed me much. I know I have been rather elusive (kind of like the chupacabra), but I hope to make another go at this (it won't go too far again I'm sure and I'll just start over, but that's the joy of the online blog--it's always there! (And yes I know "online blog" is slightly repetitive))
Over the past two months I have done some pretty amazing things...
Visited Miami through a company trip.
Re-learned what love means and how happy friends can make you.
Bowled over 100 (then barely made over 50 the next game)
Found out that my work is having an overhaul in the management system (and I'm likely to be moving up up UP at the beginning of the year!)
Remembered once again why I hate wrestling events at my job (picked up an actual piece of poop because someone hadn't properly closed up their child's diaper (I hope))
Some of these are more amazing than others, but they have all had a pretty big impact on what is going on in my life. I have made many new friends over the past few months (dating someone new does that, going to new cities does that, and simply saying hi to people does that, too). These are friends that I hope I can keep in my life because they seem to be pretty damn awesome. :)
Going to Miami was definitely an experience. I was prepared for it and that was a good thing. I learned a couple of Spanish words but nothing in particular (aka-I don't remember them). I, also, walked on the beach at five a.m. which was probably one of the most memorable things I did while I was down there. I learned that there is a tomato tree that grows mainly in Latin countries (didn't believe the guy at first...thought he was pulling my leg).
Well, I've wandered off into my own little world in my head and can't come up with anything else to say. :(
Hope you have a great night!
12.18.2009
10.17.2009
Waiting.
I drove through a cloud today. No, really, a whole cloud. Have you ever flown? You know when you're going up or coming down and you're looking out the window and your window is completely covered in white? Yeah...That's pretty much what happened to me today, except it was grey instead of white. The radio said there was supposed to be heavy fog.
It didn't say I would be driving through a CLOUD.
I drove up the mountain, into the cloud cover, and then I barely had ten feet of visibility. I then drove down the mountain...and out of the cloud. It was rather nice. When I was OUT.
Hope everyone has a nice night...I'm waiting on laundry.
It didn't say I would be driving through a CLOUD.
I drove up the mountain, into the cloud cover, and then I barely had ten feet of visibility. I then drove down the mountain...and out of the cloud. It was rather nice. When I was OUT.
Hope everyone has a nice night...I'm waiting on laundry.
10.14.2009
Overview
I've been working on a literary magazine since the summer started, and it is about to all come together. I am super excited about this because it means that something I have worked on for months is coming together! Seeing something this big through to it's physical culmination of an actual magazine is a major step for this magazine and the group of people who's been working on this together.
Also in news of my life: I'll be leaving the state for a couple of weeks to open a new store in the company that I work for. This experience should be very interesting and enlightening. I am excited and nervous at the same time...anxious, I believe, is the word I'm looking for.
My birthday is coming up, as well. I am going to be turning 23 and am trying to figure out what all will happen in this coming year. 23 is one of those odd years where nothing special happens. This seems to be more common the older a person gets. As a young person we hit many milestones--each of the single years is huge because the child is so happy to be getting older, then they hit the double digits, the teens, driver's permit, driver's license, drafting age, able to drink....and then the next one is simply being able to rent a car and having insurance premiums go down. Hm...what will happen this year?
Also in news of my life: I'll be leaving the state for a couple of weeks to open a new store in the company that I work for. This experience should be very interesting and enlightening. I am excited and nervous at the same time...anxious, I believe, is the word I'm looking for.
My birthday is coming up, as well. I am going to be turning 23 and am trying to figure out what all will happen in this coming year. 23 is one of those odd years where nothing special happens. This seems to be more common the older a person gets. As a young person we hit many milestones--each of the single years is huge because the child is so happy to be getting older, then they hit the double digits, the teens, driver's permit, driver's license, drafting age, able to drink....and then the next one is simply being able to rent a car and having insurance premiums go down. Hm...what will happen this year?
10.01.2009
Awesome idea, right?
So, I had this big, awesome idea, right? Connect my phone to my blog...so that then I could make little updates and posts so that perhaps the few people that I think might be reading this would feel loved and would continue to come back...well...I forgot to use it. >.< Sorry all to all my (one) loyal reader(s)!
Work's been pretty slow lately, or else I really need to change my schedule around because closing during the week just isn't cutting it. Now, the ten/thirteen hour Saturdays have most definitely been boosting la checka, but it's still a long haul to get through those.
Also--seems like all other sports pause when football season starts. Kinda makes for boring weekdays.
In other news--I have had one laptop for three years. Now, this may not seem like very long, but it in the world of electronics it's...it's like a CENTURY!! I have replaced multiple parts and am slowly beginning to think that it may be time to save up for a newer model...it's like a car--I need to get a new one before this one totally busts. I've replaced the "transmission" (harddrive) and the "battery" (battery); I have also added a "cold air intake" (second stick of RAM), and today I just purchased a new "gas line" (battery charger), too.
I tire of this game. I want a new toy!
I had this awesome idea for a story the other night...right before I fell asleep, all the pieces started to come together and it seemed like I might be able to work different story lines into it. And guess what? I remembered them the next morning! That never happens to me!
Mayhaps I'll go write them down now, before I truly forget.
Work's been pretty slow lately, or else I really need to change my schedule around because closing during the week just isn't cutting it. Now, the ten/thirteen hour Saturdays have most definitely been boosting la checka, but it's still a long haul to get through those.
Also--seems like all other sports pause when football season starts. Kinda makes for boring weekdays.
In other news--I have had one laptop for three years. Now, this may not seem like very long, but it in the world of electronics it's...it's like a CENTURY!! I have replaced multiple parts and am slowly beginning to think that it may be time to save up for a newer model...it's like a car--I need to get a new one before this one totally busts. I've replaced the "transmission" (harddrive) and the "battery" (battery); I have also added a "cold air intake" (second stick of RAM), and today I just purchased a new "gas line" (battery charger), too.
I tire of this game. I want a new toy!
I had this awesome idea for a story the other night...right before I fell asleep, all the pieces started to come together and it seemed like I might be able to work different story lines into it. And guess what? I remembered them the next morning! That never happens to me!
Mayhaps I'll go write them down now, before I truly forget.
9.23.2009
Update! Update! Read all about it!
So...once there was this girl who thought she could keep up with an online blog every day because other people can do it. The problem with this theory is that she had never kept a journal going past a couple of weeks...and well, people can do that better, too.
Now she hopes to update once a week...and perhaps more will come as updates become more usual.
(PS--That "she" is me. >.> )
What I'm up to:
Graduate school: Masters in Elementary Education
One class left for this semester, but it's getting hard to work on...I'm really beginning to like sleeping in till noon.
Work: Training to be a trainer in all positions, which means I could move into a managing position--like, in the future. There's no set date on when this might be, but it's very possible. It's just one of those...not my dream job, so I'm not sure if it's really what I'm "called" to do. Learning how to manage a corporate restaurant would be helpful in the opening of my own ice cream shop--which is a dream job...so I guess it's all leading somewhere, right?
Right?
Life: Now, this is a tricky one. I've been dealing with a break up, but have also found a relationship...all within about a month and a half...The break up was from a two and a half year relationship. VERY hard break up, but this new relationship is blossoming nicely...we'll just have to see where it goes, right?
Living on my own is a hard thing. It might have to do with the roommate I've chosen and not for the reasons immediately obvious. The fact is, however, that we live next to each other instead of with each other. I mean, we have our moments of with-living, but more often than not we are simply two people who beautifully share the same space.
Roommie from last year was a totally different story, we lived with each other. We watched and helped each other grow as the year progressed, and we grew to be better friends, almost sisters of a sort. It is just a fact of life that some people simply live together better than others, I guess.
I'm beginning to write again, in a literary sense, which is good because I have missed being able to share those types of thoughts with people. Hopefully I will have literary writings to share with you on here!
-dmb
Now she hopes to update once a week...and perhaps more will come as updates become more usual.
(PS--That "she" is me. >.> )
What I'm up to:
Graduate school: Masters in Elementary Education
One class left for this semester, but it's getting hard to work on...I'm really beginning to like sleeping in till noon.
Work: Training to be a trainer in all positions, which means I could move into a managing position--like, in the future. There's no set date on when this might be, but it's very possible. It's just one of those...not my dream job, so I'm not sure if it's really what I'm "called" to do. Learning how to manage a corporate restaurant would be helpful in the opening of my own ice cream shop--which is a dream job...so I guess it's all leading somewhere, right?
Right?
Life: Now, this is a tricky one. I've been dealing with a break up, but have also found a relationship...all within about a month and a half...The break up was from a two and a half year relationship. VERY hard break up, but this new relationship is blossoming nicely...we'll just have to see where it goes, right?
Living on my own is a hard thing. It might have to do with the roommate I've chosen and not for the reasons immediately obvious. The fact is, however, that we live next to each other instead of with each other. I mean, we have our moments of with-living, but more often than not we are simply two people who beautifully share the same space.
Roommie from last year was a totally different story, we lived with each other. We watched and helped each other grow as the year progressed, and we grew to be better friends, almost sisters of a sort. It is just a fact of life that some people simply live together better than others, I guess.
I'm beginning to write again, in a literary sense, which is good because I have missed being able to share those types of thoughts with people. Hopefully I will have literary writings to share with you on here!
-dmb
4.27.2009
Pro-Tips for the Real World
1. When (*if*) you become a mother/father or simply have to change a child's diaper in a public (or private for that matter) bathroom--DO NOT LEAVE THE DIAPER ON THE FLOOR NEXT TO THE TOILET.
2. When (*if*) you dip--DO NOT LEAVE YOUR SPIT SHIT ON THE EDGE OF THE URINAL.
3. If you, girls, have to change your tampon or pad in a public restroom please follow the rules below:
4. If you dip DO NOT leave your spit can in the middle of the parking lot.
5. If you do not know what is inside a can in the middle of the parking lot--DO NOT kick it really hard causing it's contents to splash all over you and your car.
6. EVERYONE in the entire US should work in fast food/restaurant/hospitality of some sort before turning 25 (if physically possible). It opens your eyes to the real world.
7. ALWAYS tip AT LEAST LEAST ten percent--if not double that. Many, if not all servers, work for less than minimum wage and live off of their tips. Two dollars on a 100 dollar tab does not show your server that you appreciated his/her service.
(side note: if you can not afford to tip according to the service shown--do not eat out at that particular place)
8. While a server's job is to bring you everything you could possibly need, try to not make him/her go on multiple trips between refills. They are likely also doing one or more of the following 1) portioning for the kitchen 2) rolling silverware for the next rush 3) cleaning tables/floors/anywhere 4)serving multiple tables at once 5) taking a breather for a minute between tables (it may be their job to serve you after your long day at work, but it is a very hard job--see number 6 in order to understand)
9. If you smoke, and notice that the "smoker's oasis"--the tall thing with the hole at the top and the bucket at the bottom--well you'd know it if you saw it--anyway--the thing is stuffed full of butts...DO NOT STUFF YOURS IN AS WELL. While butts on the ground are ugly they are easier to clean up than the butts stuffed into the hole at the top of the oasis-thing.
10. Go to sleep when you're tired.
Hope you have enjoyed Pro-tips for the Real World brought to you by your very own ME!!
2. When (*if*) you dip--DO NOT LEAVE YOUR SPIT SHIT ON THE EDGE OF THE URINAL.
3. If you, girls, have to change your tampon or pad in a public restroom please follow the rules below:
a. remove from body/panties
b. WRAP IN TOILET PAPER
c. place wrapped bio-hazardous material INSIDE the bag in the receptacle provided for said material in the stall and if there is no bag there wrap your bio-hazardous material AGAIN and then throw it in the trashcan which should be available for the paper towels used when drying hands and also to throw away diapers and said bio-hazardous materials. if none of these things are available then you are at a place that doesn't acknowledge the needs of women and you should leave immediately.
4. If you dip DO NOT leave your spit can in the middle of the parking lot.
5. If you do not know what is inside a can in the middle of the parking lot--DO NOT kick it really hard causing it's contents to splash all over you and your car.
6. EVERYONE in the entire US should work in fast food/restaurant/hospitality of some sort before turning 25 (if physically possible). It opens your eyes to the real world.
7. ALWAYS tip AT LEAST LEAST ten percent--if not double that. Many, if not all servers, work for less than minimum wage and live off of their tips. Two dollars on a 100 dollar tab does not show your server that you appreciated his/her service.
(side note: if you can not afford to tip according to the service shown--do not eat out at that particular place)
8. While a server's job is to bring you everything you could possibly need, try to not make him/her go on multiple trips between refills. They are likely also doing one or more of the following 1) portioning for the kitchen 2) rolling silverware for the next rush 3) cleaning tables/floors/anywhere 4)serving multiple tables at once 5) taking a breather for a minute between tables (it may be their job to serve you after your long day at work, but it is a very hard job--see number 6 in order to understand)
9. If you smoke, and notice that the "smoker's oasis"--the tall thing with the hole at the top and the bucket at the bottom--well you'd know it if you saw it--anyway--the thing is stuffed full of butts...DO NOT STUFF YOURS IN AS WELL. While butts on the ground are ugly they are easier to clean up than the butts stuffed into the hole at the top of the oasis-thing.
10. Go to sleep when you're tired.
Hope you have enjoyed Pro-tips for the Real World brought to you by your very own ME!!
3.29.2009
Happily Happy
So, it's been a few days...or a couple three weeks...whatevs. I'm working on being a real life person now, and not just a faker. >.< It's become harder and harder to imagine myself outside of the bounds of school...the major thing is that I just want to already be there. I am tired of being harassed from every direction about everything.
Got to relax for a little bit today, which was nice. Let the smile shine through. I have to focus so hard on being happy when I'm at work that sometimes I have trouble being really happy outside of it. There's a word for this type of industry, where you have to be happy because you are serving people and in order to get paid you have to make them happy by being happy happily.
I just want to be truly happy with where I am. I want to have the time of my life right now and not push myself to death. I want to live in peace for just a couple of days and not have a rain cloud following me over my left shoulder.
This wasn't supposed to be a downer post, I guess I'm just having trouble focusing on anything except myself today. Self-centered, perhaps, but if I'm not happy I get angry or depressed or something not nearly as fun.
Going to dinner soon, perhaps that will make me feel more alive, awake, and ready to do stuff.
Got to relax for a little bit today, which was nice. Let the smile shine through. I have to focus so hard on being happy when I'm at work that sometimes I have trouble being really happy outside of it. There's a word for this type of industry, where you have to be happy because you are serving people and in order to get paid you have to make them happy by being happy happily.
I just want to be truly happy with where I am. I want to have the time of my life right now and not push myself to death. I want to live in peace for just a couple of days and not have a rain cloud following me over my left shoulder.
This wasn't supposed to be a downer post, I guess I'm just having trouble focusing on anything except myself today. Self-centered, perhaps, but if I'm not happy I get angry or depressed or something not nearly as fun.
Going to dinner soon, perhaps that will make me feel more alive, awake, and ready to do stuff.
3.04.2009
Bunches
Weeee class on a beautiful day. Ugh. I wish we could go outside, but we have a guest speaker coming today. So this will be another class inside.
Work tonight. Dealing with humans is so much fun in my opinion, as I'm sure you have already realized. >.<
Facebook Official: A relationship is only official if both parties have agreed to be "in a relationship" on Facebook.
There has been at least 60 comments to a relationship status change because the gentleman in the relationship happens to have a bunch of friends that are used to playing games online and participating in forums online. The whole ordeal involved WoW references that I didn't catch, and some DnD ones that I actually laughed out loud to. I guess the point of this is that friends can totally skew something away from it's original meaning, but they always mean well.
Work tonight. Dealing with humans is so much fun in my opinion, as I'm sure you have already realized. >.<
Facebook Official: A relationship is only official if both parties have agreed to be "in a relationship" on Facebook.
There has been at least 60 comments to a relationship status change because the gentleman in the relationship happens to have a bunch of friends that are used to playing games online and participating in forums online. The whole ordeal involved WoW references that I didn't catch, and some DnD ones that I actually laughed out loud to. I guess the point of this is that friends can totally skew something away from it's original meaning, but they always mean well.
2.27.2009
Pot in the fridge
So--living with other humans who don't understand social life. A joy, yes?
Well, let me reiterate. No. On multiple occasions I have had problems with the humans I am living with.
Just as of late, Sleeper we'll call her, decided to make some mac and cheese. What a lovely idea! Macaroni and cheese just happens to be one of my favorite dishes. Awesome!
Well firstly none was offered to me. This makes sense because I wasn't in the room.
However, when I got home and my roommate was about to make some macaroni for herself and me she opened the fridge. Well lookie there.
Pot in the fridge. Fork, m&c, and all. My pot and my fork not my m&c. Granted I placed the pot and the fork in the communal use areas, but they are supposed to be used, washed, dried and put away. Another twist? The pot used is the best pot for m&c cooking. My roommate agrees.
There are perhaps five to six bites of m&c left.
Lovely people. Really.
Well, let me reiterate. No. On multiple occasions I have had problems with the humans I am living with.
Just as of late, Sleeper we'll call her, decided to make some mac and cheese. What a lovely idea! Macaroni and cheese just happens to be one of my favorite dishes. Awesome!
Well firstly none was offered to me. This makes sense because I wasn't in the room.
However, when I got home and my roommate was about to make some macaroni for herself and me she opened the fridge. Well lookie there.
Pot in the fridge. Fork, m&c, and all. My pot and my fork not my m&c. Granted I placed the pot and the fork in the communal use areas, but they are supposed to be used, washed, dried and put away. Another twist? The pot used is the best pot for m&c cooking. My roommate agrees.
There are perhaps five to six bites of m&c left.
Lovely people. Really.
2.26.2009
Squirrels and Red-Breasted Robins
So this campus is full of squirrels and red-breasted robins. It's usually just the squirrels that get to me, that everyone notices, but the past couple of weeks it's been the robins, as well. The robins have totally taken over the majority seat of the house of representatives on campus.
Last year, if I remember correctly it was the crows. They squawked and squawked. The robins are a much quieter species of foul.
I love watching the squirrels because they are much more interesting. The birds usually just fly off when one walks near, but the squirrels will stare at the walker for sometime judging just how far the walker will come to him before he has to move. Squirrels also often have something to eat or horde in their little paws. I've even seen them with pieces of cookie or ice cream cone. No idea where those come from.
Also: waiting on hair to grow is a long, long wait.
Last year, if I remember correctly it was the crows. They squawked and squawked. The robins are a much quieter species of foul.
I love watching the squirrels because they are much more interesting. The birds usually just fly off when one walks near, but the squirrels will stare at the walker for sometime judging just how far the walker will come to him before he has to move. Squirrels also often have something to eat or horde in their little paws. I've even seen them with pieces of cookie or ice cream cone. No idea where those come from.
Also: waiting on hair to grow is a long, long wait.
2.25.2009
Here I am! Over here!
So this truly was supposed to be more common than it has been. I am sorry for that. I wanted it to be a funny commentary on my life.
Perhaps my life isn't funny. Or perhaps I just haven't acquired the writing pizzazz my mother has.
Today involved:
Class-- 17th century lit--boring-ish...paradise lost
Lunch--hmm--nothing really fun happened...except a joke, but I don't remember it now. It included a young man who, presumably, has the same name as his father and grandfather. He is a rather rambunctious fellow, but can still be rather amusing. I will call him Three.
Class-- (again)--This time it's nationalism. This class is fun, but also slightly annoying because I feel like there aren't any SRS classes that had to do with my major, or anything I was really interested in. Oh wells.
Shopping--Went to walmart with my boy then to the petstore to try to find something for my roommate, then back to walmart...
Work--After all that driving I went to work...which wasn't really that far from any of that other stuff, it just sounded cool. Work was okay, but I really hope something comes out of the career fair tomorrow.
Finally I am at my dorm, after a few more uneventful events...and now I am about to shower and hit the hay. Or well, the blankets...I have like fifty of them :)
Perhaps my life isn't funny. Or perhaps I just haven't acquired the writing pizzazz my mother has.
Today involved:
Class-- 17th century lit--boring-ish...paradise lost
Lunch--hmm--nothing really fun happened...except a joke, but I don't remember it now. It included a young man who, presumably, has the same name as his father and grandfather. He is a rather rambunctious fellow, but can still be rather amusing. I will call him Three.
Class-- (again)--This time it's nationalism. This class is fun, but also slightly annoying because I feel like there aren't any SRS classes that had to do with my major, or anything I was really interested in. Oh wells.
Shopping--Went to walmart with my boy then to the petstore to try to find something for my roommate, then back to walmart...
Work--After all that driving I went to work...which wasn't really that far from any of that other stuff, it just sounded cool. Work was okay, but I really hope something comes out of the career fair tomorrow.
Finally I am at my dorm, after a few more uneventful events...and now I am about to shower and hit the hay. Or well, the blankets...I have like fifty of them :)
1.19.2009
Roommates
So, as I'm sure I've mentioned, or you've caught on to--I live with people. I am in a dorm and live with people. Awesome, right?
Wrong.
Living with people can cause problems with one's inner balance of chi. I am referring more to living with those certain people who do not respect the boundaries set up by the majority, do not seem to understand the basics of personal hygiene, or simply do not understand what it means to live with people.
I lived with the same roommate the first three years of my college career. I thought we were a match made by the gods and were meant to last all four years. Till she hit me with the "I think I want to live in a single next year" line.
I love her so I wanted to make sure she was happy. So she found a group of girls to get a six-man apartment with. This means they each have their room and so they have separate lives.
Suddenly, I needed a roommate. I found one, and a lovely one at that. The problem was that she came with baggage. Baggage that I wasn't sure I could handle.
Well, I've lasted a whole semester; we all have. As this new semester begins we (my roommate and the other suitemate and I) are beginning to see the things that were tolerable last semester as not so tolerable this semester.
We all have those little things that make us crazy. I, for example, hate to leave dishes festering in the sink all night, not to mention multiple days. I have stated this for all my suitemates to hear, and they all seem to agree that this is gross.
And yet one of them continually leaves dishes in the sink, or even on the counter, day after day.
This same person has constant hygiene issues that have been addressed multiple times, but she still refuses to take the necessary steps (aka showering) to continue as a respectable human being.
These two things on there own would be enough for a person renting an apartment to ask the other to move out. I, however, feel like I can't ask this of her because I know that she has some psychological problems or another, or because of the fact that she "has never been able to keep a roommate for a whole semester."
One can only wonder why.
Wrong.
Living with people can cause problems with one's inner balance of chi. I am referring more to living with those certain people who do not respect the boundaries set up by the majority, do not seem to understand the basics of personal hygiene, or simply do not understand what it means to live with people.
I lived with the same roommate the first three years of my college career. I thought we were a match made by the gods and were meant to last all four years. Till she hit me with the "I think I want to live in a single next year" line.
I love her so I wanted to make sure she was happy. So she found a group of girls to get a six-man apartment with. This means they each have their room and so they have separate lives.
Suddenly, I needed a roommate. I found one, and a lovely one at that. The problem was that she came with baggage. Baggage that I wasn't sure I could handle.
Well, I've lasted a whole semester; we all have. As this new semester begins we (my roommate and the other suitemate and I) are beginning to see the things that were tolerable last semester as not so tolerable this semester.
We all have those little things that make us crazy. I, for example, hate to leave dishes festering in the sink all night, not to mention multiple days. I have stated this for all my suitemates to hear, and they all seem to agree that this is gross.
And yet one of them continually leaves dishes in the sink, or even on the counter, day after day.
This same person has constant hygiene issues that have been addressed multiple times, but she still refuses to take the necessary steps (aka showering) to continue as a respectable human being.
These two things on there own would be enough for a person renting an apartment to ask the other to move out. I, however, feel like I can't ask this of her because I know that she has some psychological problems or another, or because of the fact that she "has never been able to keep a roommate for a whole semester."
One can only wonder why.
1.12.2009
In the middle of the class...I go walking in my sleep.
Okay, so I meant to continue to post all last weekend, last week, and this weekend even. I am, quite obviously, under a bit of stress. This is partially because I just started back to school. I thought I would have time to write while in school, but I have been focused on getting settled. Perhaps now I will have more time since I've had a week to get into the moves.
I am working on working. The job that I held down pretty steadily has seemingly pushed me away since I had to take a break for the holidays. I was kicked out of the dorm for the whole of the holidays, and so I didn't have a place to stay.
I have been trying to essentially get my job back, which has proven pretty hard. I am trying to find another job outside of the Buffalo Wild Wings job. BWW has not been the **AMAZING JOB OF THE CENTURY** that I had hoped it would be. This is hard to wrap my head around because I believed that this job would actually help me move forward. I had hope that I would move up the ladder pretty quickly because I was "better" than some of my peers. I am afraid that this break I took has hurt my chances.
Church is a very different thing for different people. I have problems with many churches now that I have been religious on my own, without the leadership of certain preachers. Many churches hold ethical theories that I can not follow because they are not always following what they are saying themselves.
Going to church has become a hard thing for me because I follow my own ethical theories and tend to not believe that one has to be so strict in one's ways to find God. I also don't believe that some of the ethics preached in many conservative churches.
Off to do more ethical thinking.
I am working on working. The job that I held down pretty steadily has seemingly pushed me away since I had to take a break for the holidays. I was kicked out of the dorm for the whole of the holidays, and so I didn't have a place to stay.
I have been trying to essentially get my job back, which has proven pretty hard. I am trying to find another job outside of the Buffalo Wild Wings job. BWW has not been the **AMAZING JOB OF THE CENTURY** that I had hoped it would be. This is hard to wrap my head around because I believed that this job would actually help me move forward. I had hope that I would move up the ladder pretty quickly because I was "better" than some of my peers. I am afraid that this break I took has hurt my chances.
Church is a very different thing for different people. I have problems with many churches now that I have been religious on my own, without the leadership of certain preachers. Many churches hold ethical theories that I can not follow because they are not always following what they are saying themselves.
Going to church has become a hard thing for me because I follow my own ethical theories and tend to not believe that one has to be so strict in one's ways to find God. I also don't believe that some of the ethics preached in many conservative churches.
Off to do more ethical thinking.
1.04.2009
So I missed yesterday
My bad! Of course, I'm pretty sure no one is following this yet, so there's no reason to worry about it!
Driving three hours today in the rain was not enjoyable. I would have to say that my idea about covered roads should be brought up again. I saw three wrecks after the rain had passed. I would say we "made it through the rain" but it actually passed us and then we followed behind.
We being my suitemate and I. We caravaned to the school. This was partially because my car is a old, crippled thing that loves me, but has trouble continuing down the long road to my school.
It was also partially because my parents like it better when I caravan with someone.
I don't have much else to say today.
Driving three hours today in the rain was not enjoyable. I would have to say that my idea about covered roads should be brought up again. I saw three wrecks after the rain had passed. I would say we "made it through the rain" but it actually passed us and then we followed behind.
We being my suitemate and I. We caravaned to the school. This was partially because my car is a old, crippled thing that loves me, but has trouble continuing down the long road to my school.
It was also partially because my parents like it better when I caravan with someone.
I don't have much else to say today.
1.02.2009
Picture Taking
What are pictures today? What meaning do they have? I take pictures to both immortalize my times with my friends and to capture the beauty of the world around me. Which of these is art? Are either?
I love taking pictures for any reason and I wonder what makes them art. I went to an exhibit at the Frist Center about photography and how it's changed over the years. It was an interesting exhibit that showed some of the first pictures ever taken, how there were different art forms in photography, and even evolution of the snapshot.
The Kodak changed how people took pictures and remembered their family, friends, and times together. Snapshots may not be an art form, but that doesn't make them any less important to the people who take the pictures.
Most often I would rather be behind the camera than in front of it. I enjoy the entire process starting with capturing the image through the shutter onto the film, developing the film in a dark room, and the enlargement process.
Although digital is fast and can maybe even catch more detail than film can I will likely stick with film for some time. I have grown to love the rawness of working with the actual product. Because of time and cost restraints I haven't been able to use a darkroom for some time. The smell of film has become one of those that makes me calm, happy, almost satisfied.
Social network sites like Facebook and Myspace have made it easier to share pictures with friends and family. This has allowed people to come up with their own artform of picture-taking.
Take the "myspace-angle" for example. The photographer is his or her own subject with a drastic high angle shot. The "picture in the mirror with the phone" has also become a popular shot for social networks.
These pictures are not the artwork of past photographers, but with so many people taking pictures perhaps we will have more like Ansel Adams, Irving Penn, or Jane Fulton Alt.
I love taking pictures for any reason and I wonder what makes them art. I went to an exhibit at the Frist Center about photography and how it's changed over the years. It was an interesting exhibit that showed some of the first pictures ever taken, how there were different art forms in photography, and even evolution of the snapshot.
The Kodak changed how people took pictures and remembered their family, friends, and times together. Snapshots may not be an art form, but that doesn't make them any less important to the people who take the pictures.
Most often I would rather be behind the camera than in front of it. I enjoy the entire process starting with capturing the image through the shutter onto the film, developing the film in a dark room, and the enlargement process.
Although digital is fast and can maybe even catch more detail than film can I will likely stick with film for some time. I have grown to love the rawness of working with the actual product. Because of time and cost restraints I haven't been able to use a darkroom for some time. The smell of film has become one of those that makes me calm, happy, almost satisfied.
Social network sites like Facebook and Myspace have made it easier to share pictures with friends and family. This has allowed people to come up with their own artform of picture-taking.
Take the "myspace-angle" for example. The photographer is his or her own subject with a drastic high angle shot. The "picture in the mirror with the phone" has also become a popular shot for social networks.
These pictures are not the artwork of past photographers, but with so many people taking pictures perhaps we will have more like Ansel Adams, Irving Penn, or Jane Fulton Alt.
1.01.2009
First Day of the New Year
A new year has greeted the world and things appear to still be the same. No scare this year, nothing like the Y2K scare of a decade ago.
I am going to the doctor tomorrow to find out what is going on with my sinuses. I'll likely just get an antibiotic to help get rid of whatever it is exactly. Hopefully it's nothing major.
Today my parents and I went to Famous Dave's to have a late lunch with my grandparents. I'm not quite sure why we had dinner with them. Nothing amazing happened. It seems to be a running theme with the parents of my parents to desperately want to have dinner with me before I go back up to school. Why is this?
The waiter brought us fries to the table about 20 minutes after having taken our order. We were then privy to the secret of the sauces. Apparently the hottest sauce points north and the mustard sauce is on the East. It was interesting, but the waiter just wasn't into it.
The food was pretty good, but the salmon didn't melt in my mouth like it claimed it would. The fries were probably the best part of the whole meal with crunchy edges and soft warm insides. The directional sauces went quite well with the fries.
College Football Bowls litter the DiVo recordings' list. Which means more shortened football games than usual. This way of watching football actually tends to keep me more interested, but I sometimes look up the score and then don't care as much for the ending. My parents still get just as involved in the game as ever.
Tonight we'll likely end up watching some of this abbreviated football. I wonder who's actually playing right now.
I am going to the doctor tomorrow to find out what is going on with my sinuses. I'll likely just get an antibiotic to help get rid of whatever it is exactly. Hopefully it's nothing major.
Today my parents and I went to Famous Dave's to have a late lunch with my grandparents. I'm not quite sure why we had dinner with them. Nothing amazing happened. It seems to be a running theme with the parents of my parents to desperately want to have dinner with me before I go back up to school. Why is this?
The waiter brought us fries to the table about 20 minutes after having taken our order. We were then privy to the secret of the sauces. Apparently the hottest sauce points north and the mustard sauce is on the East. It was interesting, but the waiter just wasn't into it.
The food was pretty good, but the salmon didn't melt in my mouth like it claimed it would. The fries were probably the best part of the whole meal with crunchy edges and soft warm insides. The directional sauces went quite well with the fries.
College Football Bowls litter the DiVo recordings' list. Which means more shortened football games than usual. This way of watching football actually tends to keep me more interested, but I sometimes look up the score and then don't care as much for the ending. My parents still get just as involved in the game as ever.
Tonight we'll likely end up watching some of this abbreviated football. I wonder who's actually playing right now.
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