to the person who called me from an "unknown number" at 1:05 am last night, then hung up immediately after i picked up the phone:
i know who you are. you're not fooling me. don't ever do that again. that was completely unnecessary. i'm not in high school anymore.
this, among other things, is making another summer in dc look quite enticing right now.
26 November 2008
23 November 2008
i've been in california for only 3 ½ hours
...and i miss dc already. specifically, i remember why i left california in the first place. it's boring, and i feel disconnected from everything (and everyone) here.
this will make coming home for christmas and summertime all the more difficult. ugh.
still, i've got to make the best of this. at least the weather's nice. melissa suggested in-n-out by the beach for dinner tonight, which i'm fully amenable to. and hey, i haven't even SEEN my parents or brother yet. who knows, maybe this will work out all right...?
edit: i just re-read my last post. "everything in time." okay, got it.
this will make coming home for christmas and summertime all the more difficult. ugh.
still, i've got to make the best of this. at least the weather's nice. melissa suggested in-n-out by the beach for dinner tonight, which i'm fully amenable to. and hey, i haven't even SEEN my parents or brother yet. who knows, maybe this will work out all right...?
edit: i just re-read my last post. "everything in time." okay, got it.
everything in time
days since getting sick: does it matter anymore?
in the past week or so, i have realized — despite ups and downs, despite failures and travesties, despite feelings of sheer hopelessness — i have realized that, in time, everything will turn out all right.
my thanks as always goes to god. but i can credit a certain lunch buddy of mine from earlier today for the “in time” clause. thanks for that, too.
on to california.
in the past week or so, i have realized — despite ups and downs, despite failures and travesties, despite feelings of sheer hopelessness — i have realized that, in time, everything will turn out all right.
my thanks as always goes to god. but i can credit a certain lunch buddy of mine from earlier today for the “in time” clause. thanks for that, too.
on to california.
18 November 2008
montana?
days since getting sick: 70.
i have realized how confusing my blog must be to readers because i usually talk about what i "hope" or "wish" for, but then only briefly reference actual events. so let me try to catch you up to speed. my problem with visa got fixed. apparently it took a strongly worded e-mail to convince them to refund my $40. i have my mom to thank for that skill. other than that things are pretty much status quo, except for the recent (and greatly appreciated) drop in our temperatures here. tomorrow is not expected to surpass 40º.
i also found out about this non-profit organization called the property and evironment reserarch center, which combines with the environmental cause with free market values. awesome, that's right up my alley! they have even got a summer seminar for undergraduates (similar to those with the institute of humane studies) where you can go for a week and learn about environmental issues from a free market approach. the only issue is that these seminars take place at perc's headquarters in bozeman, montana — seemingly problematic until i realized that (a) since i've resolved to stay in california over this upcoming summer, montana will be a lot easier to get to than if i were in dc, and (b) this is a fab opportunity for a road trip.
see the route from my hometown to perc headquarters
such a roadtrip would give me the opportunity to visit yellowstone as well as muh muh muh MANDY! who will remain at byu idaho during her summer 2009 semester. awesome.
i know it's only a pipe dream, but like so many that i have, this one seemed to make it onto my blog as well.
it's heinously late so i'll wrap this up before delving into anything else, but before i do, here's a theological question i've been pondering: does god help those who help themselves, or do we help ourselves with god's help?
i have realized how confusing my blog must be to readers because i usually talk about what i "hope" or "wish" for, but then only briefly reference actual events. so let me try to catch you up to speed. my problem with visa got fixed. apparently it took a strongly worded e-mail to convince them to refund my $40. i have my mom to thank for that skill. other than that things are pretty much status quo, except for the recent (and greatly appreciated) drop in our temperatures here. tomorrow is not expected to surpass 40º.
i also found out about this non-profit organization called the property and evironment reserarch center, which combines with the environmental cause with free market values. awesome, that's right up my alley! they have even got a summer seminar for undergraduates (similar to those with the institute of humane studies) where you can go for a week and learn about environmental issues from a free market approach. the only issue is that these seminars take place at perc's headquarters in bozeman, montana — seemingly problematic until i realized that (a) since i've resolved to stay in california over this upcoming summer, montana will be a lot easier to get to than if i were in dc, and (b) this is a fab opportunity for a road trip.
see the route from my hometown to perc headquarters
such a roadtrip would give me the opportunity to visit yellowstone as well as muh muh muh MANDY! who will remain at byu idaho during her summer 2009 semester. awesome.
i know it's only a pipe dream, but like so many that i have, this one seemed to make it onto my blog as well.
it's heinously late so i'll wrap this up before delving into anything else, but before i do, here's a theological question i've been pondering: does god help those who help themselves, or do we help ourselves with god's help?
13 November 2008
musings on a rainy thursday afternoon
days since getting sick: 65.
i've been told that i devote so much of my time and energy trying to fix others' lives because i ultimately feel powerless in fixing my own, and it has not been until now that i realize the veracity of that stipulation. catherine hates her roommate, so i spent some time with her last night trying to find a suitable room to switch in to. joe recently endured a heartbreak, so i have been trying to be there for him. a certain colleague of mine hates her job, so i've been chatting with her a lot about finding a new one.
situations like these come and go out of my life on a constant basis, and yet i am still trapped with my own. like the fact that i hate bank of america, i always have, and yet i have stayed because it (up until very recently) has been the only bank with locations both in dc and in california. now, they have charged me a late fee on my visa, even though i lost my visa and the alleged "due date" took place during the period during which i had no visa card, nor any record of it on their website. once again, i'm out of some money — this time, $40. and despite my calling or e-mailing, i can't get out of this unfair charge.
or the fact that, as of one week from tomorrow, i'll be out of a job, even though i have been lauded for my successes at lcv. i haven't found a new job yet, nor have i even started applying, because i am too busy with my schoolwork and my current job.
or the fact that people keep talking to me about prop 8, even though when people do, they don't realize how much they're upsetting me. speaking of which, since when did i become the spokesperson for the gay liberation movement, anyway? (at least my pro-prop 8 friends don't have the nerve to talk to me about this.) california voted, prop 8 won. there's nothing i can do about it.
but worst of all, there's the fact that i still miss phil — not a little bit, but a whole lot — because he was the only one who could ever help me fix my own problems and convince me that everything would be all right.
i've been told that i devote so much of my time and energy trying to fix others' lives because i ultimately feel powerless in fixing my own, and it has not been until now that i realize the veracity of that stipulation. catherine hates her roommate, so i spent some time with her last night trying to find a suitable room to switch in to. joe recently endured a heartbreak, so i have been trying to be there for him. a certain colleague of mine hates her job, so i've been chatting with her a lot about finding a new one.
situations like these come and go out of my life on a constant basis, and yet i am still trapped with my own. like the fact that i hate bank of america, i always have, and yet i have stayed because it (up until very recently) has been the only bank with locations both in dc and in california. now, they have charged me a late fee on my visa, even though i lost my visa and the alleged "due date" took place during the period during which i had no visa card, nor any record of it on their website. once again, i'm out of some money — this time, $40. and despite my calling or e-mailing, i can't get out of this unfair charge.
or the fact that, as of one week from tomorrow, i'll be out of a job, even though i have been lauded for my successes at lcv. i haven't found a new job yet, nor have i even started applying, because i am too busy with my schoolwork and my current job.
or the fact that people keep talking to me about prop 8, even though when people do, they don't realize how much they're upsetting me. speaking of which, since when did i become the spokesperson for the gay liberation movement, anyway? (at least my pro-prop 8 friends don't have the nerve to talk to me about this.) california voted, prop 8 won. there's nothing i can do about it.
but worst of all, there's the fact that i still miss phil — not a little bit, but a whole lot — because he was the only one who could ever help me fix my own problems and convince me that everything would be all right.
06 November 2008
let's fold scarves
days since getting sick: 57.
a few minutes ago, over instant messenger:
joe: blogs are hard to market.
me: haha, i guess… especially ones like mine which have no real universal point of interest.
joe: well, it just needs a mission statement discussion.
me: like...?
joe: oh, i dunno… these things are done on a whiteboard.
me: i mean, what is a mission statement?
joe: to be focused, a program or organization develops a vision statement, mission statement, and goals. the vision statement defines what the ideal would look like. the mission statement defines the organization's role in achieving that vision. the goals are specific measurable steps in performing the mission to gauge effectiveness
me: eh, i think i just prefer ranting to anyone crazy enough to read my blog. oh, and you.
joe: hehe… well that can be a mission statement.
me: my mission statement is let's fold scarves.
joe: yes, let's.
me: my blog takes an adamantly pro-folded scarves platform.
joe: too bad known terrorists have been seen wearing folded scarves. and i hear your folded scarves are muslim.
me: the scarves themselves are muslim? like, the actual cloth?
joe: or maybe muslin.
hahaha. (this is why we're friends.)
in other news, my internship ends in 2 ½ weeks, and i'm actually pretty sad that lcv can't offer me a continuing position as a staff member. i had a pretty good day organizing (not helping organize, but actually organizing) the conference call we're doing with our donors tomorrow, supplemented by going down to the national press club to attend the press conference that lcv's president led. good conversations today with the staff members in my department, too — i think they will miss me.
i was definitely PUMPED by the time i went to meet up with grandma and ivan (her boyfriend) for dinner, which went well although i'm worried the prices at the restaurant i suggested we go to (that place down by the waterfront in georgetown, i forget it's name) might have intimidated them. so i feel bad about that. but now i'm back in my room, having finished my homework for tomorrow and totally avoiding paper writing, résume building, cover letter drafting, even european vacation organizing...
speaking of which, i really need to amp up my search for a new job. fuck, it's already november. i'm going home in 3 weeks and before then i need to not only apply for jobs/internships for the spring semester, but write 2 humongous papers as well. of course, i'd rather do the former — i am beyond ready to graduate! (luckily, my advisor seemed pretty on board with me graduating early.)
i convinced jeffrey to apply to cal state northridge even though he protested it was too close to home. i'm really anxious about him with regards to his college application process, even though he already got into arizona state. i guess this is my way of avoiding thinking about grad school.
oh, and i think something else happened this week... ah, yes, i remember...
YES, WE DID!
a few minutes ago, over instant messenger:
joe: blogs are hard to market.
me: haha, i guess… especially ones like mine which have no real universal point of interest.
joe: well, it just needs a mission statement discussion.
me: like...?
joe: oh, i dunno… these things are done on a whiteboard.
me: i mean, what is a mission statement?
joe: to be focused, a program or organization develops a vision statement, mission statement, and goals. the vision statement defines what the ideal would look like. the mission statement defines the organization's role in achieving that vision. the goals are specific measurable steps in performing the mission to gauge effectiveness
me: eh, i think i just prefer ranting to anyone crazy enough to read my blog. oh, and you.
joe: hehe… well that can be a mission statement.
me: my mission statement is let's fold scarves.
joe: yes, let's.
me: my blog takes an adamantly pro-folded scarves platform.
joe: too bad known terrorists have been seen wearing folded scarves. and i hear your folded scarves are muslim.
me: the scarves themselves are muslim? like, the actual cloth?
joe: or maybe muslin.
hahaha. (this is why we're friends.)
in other news, my internship ends in 2 ½ weeks, and i'm actually pretty sad that lcv can't offer me a continuing position as a staff member. i had a pretty good day organizing (not helping organize, but actually organizing) the conference call we're doing with our donors tomorrow, supplemented by going down to the national press club to attend the press conference that lcv's president led. good conversations today with the staff members in my department, too — i think they will miss me.
i was definitely PUMPED by the time i went to meet up with grandma and ivan (her boyfriend) for dinner, which went well although i'm worried the prices at the restaurant i suggested we go to (that place down by the waterfront in georgetown, i forget it's name) might have intimidated them. so i feel bad about that. but now i'm back in my room, having finished my homework for tomorrow and totally avoiding paper writing, résume building, cover letter drafting, even european vacation organizing...
speaking of which, i really need to amp up my search for a new job. fuck, it's already november. i'm going home in 3 weeks and before then i need to not only apply for jobs/internships for the spring semester, but write 2 humongous papers as well. of course, i'd rather do the former — i am beyond ready to graduate! (luckily, my advisor seemed pretty on board with me graduating early.)
i convinced jeffrey to apply to cal state northridge even though he protested it was too close to home. i'm really anxious about him with regards to his college application process, even though he already got into arizona state. i guess this is my way of avoiding thinking about grad school.
oh, and i think something else happened this week... ah, yes, i remember...
YES, WE DID!
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