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[13 Jul 2008|10:26pm] |
Church was really good today. I was getting a little twitchy by the end of sacrament meeting (we've got the reverse-order schedule for the summer), but that's perfectly normal since my attention span withered and died.
I need to read my scriptures more, and longer. I need to go to bed thinking about life, not writing stories in my head. I need to wake up and remember the rest of the world instead of focusing in on myself so much. I need to ponder, not just zone out.
I also need to find my dang debit/atm card. Kristy, I'm assuming you didn't see it at your place? I need to get a new one by the end of the summer anyway, but I would also like to have this one in the meantime.
I was reading in Timothy, or Titus, recently and I came across the passage that says "Let no man despise you." It was interesting, I suddenly emphasized the let instead of the despise - let no man despise you. And combining that with the way it was talking before that about speaking kindly and clearly, being honest but without being rude (or maybe I'm remembering too many of my own thoughts open reading that - I'm not sure exactly what the wording was)... it just seemed really appropriate. "Be kind, be good, don't give anyone a good reason to hate you... act so that only really unreasonable people can hate you, be beyond reproach." I love that. No, you can't prevent people from disliking you (though that's how I always read the passage before), that's their own decision and has nothing to do with you... but you can avoid giving them reasons.
Tomorrow morning should be fun - they were supposed to rearrange our room at work, so we had to put all our desky stuff in boxes on Friday. So I, at least, will start out my day by redecorating and rearranging.
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[10 Jul 2008|10:40pm] |
I'm going home next weekend! :D
Now to inform my family.
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[01 Jul 2008|05:06pm] |
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GRA.
I sent my roommate two texts this morning to remind her to call Comcast. I get home, the cable is not back. She will not get back from work until after the office closes.
Tomorrow morning I am taping signs to all the doors saying "CALL COMCAST". In the meantime, I lurk at the hospital cafe.
Two texts, dude. I don't expect her to do it without reminders, I know she's a little forgetful, but I sent TWO.
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| Work. (crossposted to IJ) |
[26 Jun 2008|10:30pm] |
Tomorrow they're turning off the old system, Oracle, and turning on the new one, DIAD. As a result, everyone in the company has to work a minimum of 12-16 hours this weekend or until the reports and testing are done, whichever comes first. So starting tomorrow morning, I basically don't exist in any meaningful sense. I'm going to work at the usual time despite the fact that everything's going to be a bit pointless until testing starts in the afternoon, then working during the evening, and probably most of Saturday. I'm really hoping this takes less time than they think it'll take - the other testing did, after all - but I'm not going to let myself count on it.
I'm also hoping we finish in time for me to go to my roommate's wedding reception tomorrow night, and that I can go to church Sunday. And have all of Sunday off, because not having that day might very well make me cry.
So please don't call me. Don't email me tomorrow evening; I probably won't be at a computer. I'll try to keep up with RPG stuff during my breaks, but I can't make any promises. Also, while you can commiserate with me until the cows come home, please don't tell me the situation sucks. I know that, but if I think about it too much I'll be too surly to get anything done.
And here's hoping I can find time to do laundry at some point, the situation's getting desperate.
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| These years were real and defining |
[24 Jun 2008|04:38pm] |
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I got four and a half hours of sleep last night, worked for eight hours and twenty minutes, and have no homework, mainly because I worked that extra twenty minutes. Ahhhhhh, rest. I'll probably waste my evening writing RPG applications. SIGH.
( Music meme! )
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[23 Jun 2008|04:13pm] |
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Happy Birthday to KIT!! May your day be filled with delightful things, as much as can be packed in considering it's already evening. :D
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[18 Jun 2008|09:57pm] |
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Obligatory Whine: It is so freaking stuffy and hot in my room, I think a sauna would be an improvement. Or an explosion.
( Work. )
Anyway, because of that work's been much more relaxing lately. I've actually been able to proof, which is nice since that's the reason I wanted the job in the first place. Today I proofed 100 ads. Woooooooooooot.
Up next, someday: What I've been doing lately that isn't work-related.
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| And his sisters and his cousins, who he reckons by the dozens |
[16 Jun 2008|11:12pm] |
I keep forgetting to go to the store. This is bad for various reasons I will not inflict you with because you can probably imagine.
It is boiling upstairs. I spent most of the evening downstairs for just that reason.
Okay, you know that song "I Kissed A Girl" by Whoever the heck? I kind of hate it. It just seems like it was only written to become popular - it has no... I want to say morals, but that might give you the wrong idea. I don't want it to be moralistic, I just hate when things only exist to shock or scandalize, or make the creator famous. It bothers me even when they come right out and say it like "Mr A-Z," and I like Jason Mraz just fine in general. But this song... it's not really about experimentation. If it was, I would have some respect for it. It's just about, "OOH LOOK how sexy I am, kissing girls and singing about it! Let me sing some more about how hot we girls are! Are you listening, boys? Aren't I HOT?"
Just something I thought about recently. I really don't think everything in art has to have a deep, spiritual meaning behind it (I love Gilbert and Sullivan, and they're pure silliness), but I have a lot of trouble with things like that, regardless of the actual topic. It makes the artist seem so full of him or herself, for one, and for another... well, I guess I don't like it when people play into what's expected of them. And I'm not even entirely sure what I meant by that, but I need to go to bed now.
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[12 Jun 2008|11:19pm] |
I have a ton of stuff I keep wanting to post about and I want to write long, introspective entries, but I don't have TIME and it is all Christin's dang fault, but I'm not really all that upset because it's awesome to have her here. I'm kind of afraid I'll have a ton of proofing to do over the weekend and won't be able to hang out, though. I'm pretty sure I'll have some, and I'd be surprised if it were as little as last weekend. Hopefully not three and a half hours like two weekends ago.
In other news, I still love Two Weeks Notice. <3
In less exciting news, it was my sister's birthday and I completely spaced it and didn't call her. I would now but she has young children. Ugh. Tomorrow. I swear I will call tomorrow.
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[09 Jun 2008|07:06am] |
Lately I've had the weirdest feeling that my chest is huge and getting bigger everyday. I would like this to stop, if at all possible. Maybe Katie and I shouldn't have taken our measurements after all.
My best friend's coming to town tonight, so I may be less available this week than usual. Not sure how much we'll be hanging out since she does have a few other people to visit, but only a few.
I want to go back to bed.
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| Is it can be healthy timez now plz? |
[01 Jun 2008|12:31am] |
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What the heezy. It's been a week. Yes, I appreciate not feeling like I did last Sunday anymore, but could I possibly just be healthy? I'm tired of coughing. I bought cough drops. I have never bought cough drops before. Until this week, in fact, I'd only ever eaten a cough drop, like, once.
I'm just tired of having to breathe carefully.
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| "Apparently we're going to put on clothes to sexy music." |
[29 May 2008|10:59pm] |
Today was good! I got a lot done, and I learned a fair amount, too - especially since Vibeke came over and showed us how to do a few things. That got rid of some piles that had been accumulating for... erm, a really long time. I'm embarrassed to say how long.
String cheese was two for FIFTY CENTS in the vending machines, oh my gosh. I just about died. Then I bought four, because I sorely needed non-sugary sustenance. Between that, sugar and Ron Sexsmith, I got through work all right.
I've concluded that it's pointless to try and sleep tonight. I'll just cough and cough and keep Katie Abovehead and I awake for ages, so I'll stay at the computer until I actually start feeling tired.
Last night was Kristine's sort-of bachelorette party. It consisted of a chocolate fountain, Apples to Apples, and Katie and Kristine doing a reverse strip-tease.
Carlina's leaving in the morning, which is weird. I'm glad I'll be at work when she goes, though. I hate standing there watching people drive off. It's too lonely.
I think there was something else, but I can't remember what. Oh well. I hope we don't have to come in to work Saturday. I could really use the break. Funny, though, I seem to be in a much better mood when I'm sick than when I'm healthy, at least at work.
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| The Glorious 25th of May |
[25 May 2008|09:36pm] |
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Truth! Justice! Freedom! Reasonably Priced Love! And a Hard Boiled Egg!
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[25 May 2008|07:16pm] |
Ears = sore
Throat = sore
Head = throbby
Body = achy
Immune system, you are grounded.
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[23 May 2008|11:25pm] |
My little brother spends too much time on youtube.
But he finds the most amazing things.
SOMOS GARGOLAS.
crossposted to IJ because everyone needs to hear the Ducktales theme song in Spanish
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| In our hearts we're keepin' it keepin' it keepin' it real |
[22 May 2008|12:39am] |
Concert = goooooooooooood. Not eating for twelve hours = baaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.
Me = probably smelling of cigarette smoke. Apparently there was a lot of it there - one girl said she's a smoker and it was too much for her. I... tend not to notice these things.
WHOA Carla Gugino with short hair? I... think I may have to check that out.
What do you mean, I should go to bed? It's only almost one. >.>
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[20 May 2008|10:00pm] |
I have a new friend at work! She's the newest editor on team 2, and I think her name is Ashley. I could be wrong on that. But she has a Kuroneko plushie on her monitor, and Kyo-kitty and Yuki-mouse plushies, too. And she reads Skip Beat! She said we need to compare collections, and I looked a bit shifty because, well, I don't really have a collection anymore. Skip Beat is the first manga I've bought in years; for a long time I figured there was nothing good coming out anymore, and then I discovered the joy of borrowing from friends. But at least my knowledge of different series has expanded to a ridiculous degree in the last couple years. I should have plenty to talk about whenever we get around to discussing this stuff.
Today Shar emailed everyone and said a lot of stuff I don't remember, and also that the maximum overtime for the week is five hours. She said that if we wanted to work overtime we couldn't go over that. I've already done about two, so I think I'll call myself done for the week.
MISSY HIGGINS CONCERT TOMORROW. I'm trying to decide whether I'll even come home after work. I might just... go straight to Salt Lake. You know. Just in case. Or something. I hope I won't be too jittery to get anything done at work, though.
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[18 May 2008|11:08am] |
Today we're switching back to the afternoon schedule for church, and will probably stick with that the rest of the summer. I'm not sure how I feel about that yet - on one hand, I'm happy because I can sleep in again, and I don't get enough chances to do that. But on the other hand, it was surprisingly nice to get home at one and have the rest of the day to do whatever I wanted. What do I need more, sleep or relaxation?
Lilac bushes are blooming all over town. The only one that doesn't seem to be producing much is the one our neighbors have that's trying to escape into our back yard. Oh well. When the Glorious 25th comes around I'll just attack some random stranger's bush. I guess there are benefits to getting a late start on spring.
Missy Higgins concert on Wednesdaaaaaaaay. One of my coworkers is a big fan of Mason Jennings, one of the other musicians, but I don't know if she and her husband are going. I need to remember to ask. It would be so much fun if they were; I won't know anyone else there.
I keep dreaming about work. This morning I woke up from a confused dream about proofing NYPSAs. The day before I was processing customer corrections in my sleep. Kill me now.
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[13 May 2008|02:23pm] |
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I totally jinxed myself. TOTALLY JINXED MYSELF.
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