Sunday, February 27, 2005
Friendly “Discussion” at the Local Pub
The other night I found myself having a heated discussion at the local pub. I was at a table with a few other people, locals I didn’t know, who were regulars at this particular place. One of the gentlemen was in an argumentative mood. Being that I had just spent several hours concentrating on my manuscript for school, my brain was engaged and I was ready for this occurrence.
I proceeded to challenge him.
The discussion ranged several different fronts, but ultimately it came down to freedom of speech and the constitution. Mainly our “right” to say whatever we want when ever we want, because we are Americans, and how this right is being taken away from us. Okay, I can argue that. It was the argument I was after, not who was right or wrong and not really what I believed.
It all came down to him saying something along the lines of, “My generation worked so hard to give your generation these rights and you just let the government take them away. You have become so materialistic that you don’t think about anything but money and work.” I looked at him and spouted, “If my generation is giving away our rights it is because your generation has taught us to do that. If we are concerned with money it is because we were raised with that as a concern.”
Then it came. The silence of the other person now knowing how to respond! The argument had lasted for over an hour and I felt victory was mine! He looked confused and slightly shaken. I laughed at him and said, “Would you like to switch now? You argue my point and I argue yours? Might be fun…” Instead he got up, paid his bill, and left. Poor guy, I almost felt a little sorry for him…
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Get your own ball…
This one is mine!
This morning I feel like the belle of my own personal ball. I have been complimented at least a dozen times on my new top. The color is perfect, the style is jaunty yet professional and the silver pin on the top is a fabulous touch.
All this for $10. I love sales. I love great clothes. I love being the belle of my own personal ball.
If it were Friday today would be perfect!
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Interesting Links
Before I forget to mention these....
The Baby Names Wizard will tell you all about how popular your name may or may not be. It’s addicting!
Also - the Yankee or Dixie quiz is an eye opener! I am 64% Dixie - who knew!
Oars, Yarmulkes, and 5 lbs of Cheese later…
My weekend is over.
I realize it is Wednesday and technically my weekend should have been over yesterday, but I have been super busy trying to get my stuff ready for school. Add Crew and Work Traumas and you have a kind of stressed out person.
Oars
Saturday I sat in a Crew boat for the first time. I was very, um, worried about getting in the boat. And with good reason, I had never seen a crew boat until last Tuesday, let alone attempted to get into one.
Saturday I did though, and it wasn’t as bad as I thought. My heart still fluttered a great deal when we did some tipping exercises, but I made it and I didn’t go swimming. Good deal.
Yarmulkes
Sunday night I was invited to a Hockey game. I love Hockey. Adore it. I think it is the best sport ever. Just thinking about it makes me happy.
There are no professional hockey teams in Seattle, so those of us that love hockey are forced to non-professional venues. In reality, it doesn’t matter, Hockey is Hockey. A group from work had planned an outing and I went along to watch the Seattle Thunderbirds . It was a great game; our team won and then fought the other team after the final buzzer.
As we were leaving the venue I noticed something strange on a kid in front of me. Now I had seen this kid several times during the night trying to sell raffle tickets. I had thought to myself that the child needed a better hair cut. I thought it was a girl, but I was mistaken. It was a boy and the reason his hair was that way was because (the lightbulb came on) he was Jewish. (Please keep in mind that I had been drinking so the light bulb was already quite dim.) Regardless, as we were leaving the venue I noticed the young man was wearing a yarmulke. With a logo on it. Seriously, it was a yarmulke endorsing the kid’s favorite hockey team!
5 lbs of Cheese
On Monday I went to Costco.
Then I went to the grocery store for the things I couldn’t find at Costco.
Somehow, when all was said and done, I ended up with five pounds of cheese.
Risible Girl – aren’t you proud?
I may not post for a few days – I have a strict deadline for school and a lot of work to get done in the meantime. It will all be done by Monday though. Whew!
Friday, February 18, 2005
Randomness
My Mormon name is Young Elizabeth Dominiqua!
What’s yours?
Elevator Fun!
Yesterday I was in the elevator on my way to lunch. When I entered there was only one other person in the car. He quickly pushed the “Door Close” button as soon as I entered. He also appeared to be on his cell phone; at least he seemed completely engrossed in what ever he was doing. About halfway down to the first floor he lets out a cry of, “That’s what I need! Gray Socks!” I glanced at him to find him staring at my feet. I was wearing gray socks to match my gray pants yesterday.
Google
Out of pure boredom I Googled on my name today. Usually when I do this I get a bunch of entries for someone with the same name who got married in 1846. This time my name came up in reference to me personally. I was even more excited to find that it referenced my two player of the game awards from Kickball last year. GO ME! (though mom says this is because I’ve been to the page before… 
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Office Lady
It’s been awhile since I commented on the lady who sits across from me. I have been trying to be better about thinking mean thoughts and trying to be more forgiving. After all everyone has a fault. But I am beginning to wonder about her upbringing, mainly about her room as a child. Perhaps she had too much structure as a child and is now lashing out. Unfortunately the lashing out is spreading into the walkway between our cubes and causing people to trip over all the crap she leaves spread on the floor. To top it off, there was a small landslide as the paper on her desk attempted an escape by sliding onto the floor. I really didn’t want to laugh as she tried to clean the MOUND of paper the landslide caused. I pretended not to notice, just I pretend not to notice anything that goes on over there. I feel like I should have helped, but really I don’t think there would have been room for me…
Good Decision
Yesterday I received confirmation that I made the right decision to move groups. I have two monthly meetings that I create meeting packets for. Every month I am complimented on my meeting packets. What can I say? I am the queen of collation.
Anyway, the guy who has taken over these meetings stopped by my desk to tell me that the Man in Charge wants more information in the monthly packets. Curious about the quantity I did the math. Currently the packet has ~45 pages a month. It never goes below 40, but we will use 45as the number. He wants to add ~10 pages of information for 25 projects. That’s 250 pages added to each meeting package. Huh. Multiply that by the 30 copies I have to make for this meeting and you have, oh I don’t know, 8,850 pages of copying for one meeting.
Huh.
And he said I was going to be more than just a copy girl. Somehow I just feel vindicated in making the decision I made. 
As you wake in the morning
What do you feel?
Does a rush of happiness
wash over you when,
Suddenly, you realize you are alive?
