Monday, November 15, 2004
The sweet smell of Dial-up success!
The sweet smell of Dial-up success!What's that smell? Ah, yes, that would be Elizabeth on her new computer, using dial up to reach the world wide web! Can you say yahoo? I sure can! Crap this keyboard is crazy small! I may have to be getting me a new one of these soon. Ah, well. Perhaps MS Office will come before that though... I don't even have Word on this machine! But I can access the great www! Whohoo!
And that folks, is just one of the great things that happened this last weekend! Not only did I get a new computer, I went to a VERY interesting not so puppetry puppet show. I had one too, well maybe two too many drinks... I ate cake and got two (yes two) lava type lamps. One is a glitter lamp - they are both pink and they both rock! I got a shirt that says "I'm blogging thins" cause you know - I'm blogging this...The highlight? You would never guess - Rick got me a Strawberry Shortcake figurine! It even smells like her! I was beside myself with excitement! Strawberry shortcake ROCKS. I was totally in love with her as a child and now...Now I have a figurine! How totally cool is that?
Anyway - I can't make this too long, cause I'm on dial up - and even though the server is on the same block - I'm still on dial up. Ack! Happy Birthday Elizabeth Who Hoo!!!!
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
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ah...I've been attempting to blog for a couple of days now... just haven't felt the spirit for it. There has been plenty to talk about though! Let me tell you! Now if only I could remember...
My mom called me on Monday. She said she had done something really stupid. When ever she says something like that I think two things. One, I inwardly groan and wonder what I am going to have to do. Two, I laugh. Only my mom would think to call me and say something like that. This incident was no less funny either.
My Grandfather's birthday is today. My birthday is Friday. Apparently my mom had both of our birthday cards on her desk and started signing mine thinking it was the one for her father. Hhehehehe. So instead of saying something like "I love you daughter" she started writing something with "Daddy..." She called to tell me this so when I saw the card I wouldn't be upset.
Instead I just laughed. That was great! I needed that bit of humor on Monday. I received the card in the mail yesterday and laughed to myself again as I realized that not only had she signed the card wrong, she had even addressed the envelope wrong! (in her defense, and why I think it is funny, she has been incredibly busy these past few months at work. If she didn't have anything to do and made this mistake I might get irritated. Well, probably not. Love you mom)
I went to a sneak preview last night. Yeah me! I saw After the Sunset.
I liked it. It was your usual thief retires only to try to steal again and not get caught story. With Selma Hyak and Pierce Brosnen. Lots of half naked people since it took place on an island. So it included lots of eye candy. And really, anyone who is a Selma Hyak fan should see this movie.
I ended up going due to a yahoo mailing group that I am on. There is this guy who keeps getting sneak preview tickets and he posts to see if anyone is interested. I think he got four passes by mistake this time and I jumped. I really wanted to see this movie. So I met him and another couple there. I loved the movie. Nothing intellectual about it. It was a great flick for not thinking, just entertainment. We decided to grab a beer/coffee after the movie. After we were sitting for a bit, I realized I didn't belong.
First off they started talking about music. Now I fully realize that I am not part of the "music scene" nor do I go out of my way to find new and interesting bands to listen to. I'm pretty much a radio listener. I like what I like and leave it at that. These people were talking about bands I had never heard of, which normally doesn't bother me. Then one of the guys turns to me and says, "but that was way before your time..." What? WHAT? First off, I am not that young. Not anymore. And I checked up on this guy before I went and he's 29. That's only 2 years older than me! What the hell what that about?
Then we got into politics. Aurgh. Now, those who know me, you know that I am not a great follower of politics. I know just enough to get me into trouble, or keep me out of trouble, but for the most part I don't pay attention. I don't know names, other than the major players, nor do I want to know them. So here I am, sitting with three democrats from Seattle, who have never lived anywhere else (except maybe San Fran) and talking about politics. Aurgh.
What I found interesting about the conversation was the fact that they understood very little about the rest of the country. They kept complaining about the lack of focus on the big cities where the vast majority of people and money is. The woman actually said, "I don't understand why they keep saying the have to 'understand the heartland' what's there to understand?" I almost spit my beer out at her. Seriously? Did she just say that? I might not be the brightest cookie in the cookie jar, but even I know that the majority of the country does not think like Seattle. Otherwise the elections for the past 10 years or so would have been very different.
The conversation went on in this vein. Them making rash Seattle-view focused statements, me stating over and over that the rest of the country views the world very VERY differently and trying to keep the conversation intellectual. It was frustrating. But the beer was good. And I had deep fried artichoke hearts...
Friday, November 05, 2004
Why I hate My job:
Why I hate My job:Part one: In a one on one with my boss after working here for awhile, I told her that I felt I was more an "administrator" or "assistant" than an actual analyst. She told me that she thought no such thing.
The same week she sends an email out "Please send the information to my assistant..."
Part two: In another one on one with my boss, I repeat the fact that I feel a bit like an assistant, putting in the fact that perhaps I was more of an executive assistant. She told me she thought no such thing.
Since that meeting I have repeatedly made lunch reservations, calendared meeting, made copies and I even changed her printer cartridge for her.
Part three: An email conversation...
Boss Lady: I'm trying to book Gamma on Monday from 1:30 - 3 pm. It looks open to me from Outlook but when I try to book it it keeps telling me it's already booked. Ideas?
Me: It's already booked from 2:30 to 3:30 (wrongly assuming that she knew, per an email sent to her earlier, that if the room is booked at all outlook won't let you book it at all)
Boss Lady: Every time I try to book it 1:30 - 3 pm I get that same error message even though clearly in Outlook it looks open. SCREAMMMMMMMM Wanna just book it for me plz and then I'll send out a separate invite for the people.
Me: It's already booked - there is a meeting in Gamma from 2:30 to 3:30 that's why it won't let you book that time
Boss Lady: Sorry - I meant to ask you to book it 1:30 - 2:30 pm (not till 3) which I've done. Thx.
Gggrrrr...
And, mistakenly, I thought I would actually use my brain in this position. Here I am once again, being an over-qualified admin assistant.
Anyone know of any open positions? It appears I am looking once again.
mom
I got this from my mom this morning: (she actually sent it last night but I had already left)So - I was reading the CNN news this morning - and the Kerry concession speech. His last paragraph was this. I really like this sentiment - says it all - - - -
"I did my best to express my vision and my hopes for America. We worked hard and we fought hard, and I wish that things had turned out a little differently," he said. "But in an American election, there are no losers, because whether or not our candidates are successful, the next morning we all wake up as Americans."'
Thanks for sharing with me mom...
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Thursday - the day of thurs
Thursday - the day of thursIn honor of election week:
You gotta love the Lusty Lady!
During this week of political awareness I have found out a few things about myself:
1. I would rather discuss the choice of tie and the horrible green shoes that some chica was wearing then what state is moving in which political direction
2. When discussing electronic polling options, always be aware of the "etch-a-sketch" option (I was saying that polls should be like ATMS since everyone uses those, the person I was talking to then said, "NO! They should use etch-a-sketches. That would ROCK!")
3. I can walk both up and down Queen Ann hill in one night and not be overly tired by the experience
4. If chocolate was a political choice, I'd choose it
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?
