tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62716912011-04-21T18:56:43.546-04:00"How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down?" ~ThoreauShelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.comBlogger7721100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-87158216346232573972008-03-04T12:21:00.001-05:002008-03-04T12:23:09.353-05:00

Sooooooo, I may or may not have gone completely insane and bought a new laptop....hee hee....Yep, insane it is.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-72886650320651575402008-02-12T12:30:00.000-05:002008-02-12T12:31:53.318-05:00

cancel class cancel class cancel classplease please pleasecancel cancel canceleverything in threes everything in threes everything in threesno class no class no class

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-21535007973427258802008-01-24T08:36:00.000-05:002008-01-24T08:38:56.654-05:00

Okay, so I was flipping through the channels this morning, wanting to avoid doing early morning homework and I happened upon Earth Girls are Easy...and, well...I'm too entertained. WAY too entertained. I mean, it's not right how amused I am.I may have to be late to work to watch the end of this shiz....

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-4050810823077519992007-12-23T16:46:00.000-05:002007-12-23T16:53:39.690-05:00

Am watching it snow outside and am very thankful to be inside.I did, however, venture out earlier to throw Frankie in a snowbank so the little guy would know what snow felt like. He meowed a few times and did the sniffing thing. No major reaction. It's totally because of his thick, soft kitty coat. So now I will have to make a kitty coat a la 101 Dalmatians. But not really.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-88906896994290333532007-11-23T17:53:00.000-05:002007-11-23T18:09:08.151-05:00

It's been a surprisingly delightful Thanksgiving. (MUCH better than the time a snow storm knocked out the power to the fancy restaurant we had reservations at and we ended up at an iHop because it was the only place open) My parents came to visit me for the holiday. The idea of hosting was rather stressful as ( anyone who knows me realizes) I cannot cook. At all.Everything involved with the

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-29892446340932408792007-10-29T07:36:00.000-04:002007-10-29T07:46:48.947-04:00

At 5 AM, I heard Frankie outside my door. I'd locked him outside my room for the night because of bad behavior (his not mine).In my half-asleep state, I considered getting up to let him in. Then shock of all shocks, Frankie the Super Genius jumped up on my bed. He had learned to open doors (leading to the hypothesis that cats are descended from Velociraptors).Frankie Loves Hollywood then

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-63587976025136581262007-10-26T10:57:00.000-04:002007-10-26T10:59:08.738-04:00

"ESP, ghost, UFO believers outnumber Bush supporters"Hee hee.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-61563021215393546952007-10-23T13:23:00.000-04:002007-10-23T13:48:29.896-04:00

Frankie is curious about the outside. But he hates water, hates when he touches it, hates when it drips on him, hates, hates, hate! I (very stupidly) assumed the latter would outweigh his love for the former when I opened my front door this morning into the pre-dawn rain.Normally, when Frankie runs outside he only get about a foot before some interesting smell, insect, leaf, piece of dirt, brick,

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-6700078724787527712007-10-12T09:40:00.000-04:002007-10-12T10:00:44.880-04:00

I woke up exhausted. (Get the reference to a Tegan and Sara song? Anyone? Anyone?)As I got ready, I kept reminding myself to make sure I'd packed my work keys. Since I've started the job, I've been the only person to come in on Friday mornings.While packing my bag, I shoved in four heavy library books that I wanted to return before work.I left home early because I wanted to stop at a cafe for a

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-85075454032957245592007-10-05T21:08:00.000-04:002007-10-05T21:39:43.609-04:00

Here I was, all hopeful to update more often. Then school started. Ha, ha, hee.I'm adjusting to being a student again. Nothing against Chatham, but my current program involves quite a bit more work...maybe it's not the quantity...more so the work itself...I'm not exactly writing fantasy adventures now. So the work isn't a labor of love, just a labor.So far my classes are fun.One of them is a

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-22653280691700134962007-10-04T10:51:00.000-04:002007-10-04T10:55:13.540-04:00

I can't do an ACTUAL update right now. I'm at work and I should probably be doing...work...or something.I just wanted to demand that everyone watch the new show "Pushing Daisies." It's awesome. It's love. And it is awesome love. Oh, and it's narrated by Jim Dale of Harry Potter book on tape/cd fame.Wednesday nights. 8 PM. ABC.Watch!

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-62087938387001008242007-09-08T18:35:00.000-04:002007-09-08T18:42:56.095-04:00

Bored a few nights ago, I flipped through the channels in the hopes of finding a movie worth watching. I landed on Take the Lead, a teen dance movie starring Antonio Banderas that I had never heard of before. I wouldn’t call it worth watching, but I’m willing to sacrifice my high standards.While the plot and characters were predictable, I was most entertained by an actor who played one of the

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-90409264557035312292007-09-04T11:07:00.000-04:002007-09-04T11:14:59.072-04:00

I won’t visit home this week as I had previously planned. You see, this weekend I fell in love with a guy and I had to help him move in to my place.I know what you’re saying. Shel, Shel, Shel, you are a feminist. It’s against your many principles to make quick decisions solely based on the needs of a man. But, dear friends, that’s because you haven’t met my new roommate.His name is Frank. He

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-41801800039146471612007-08-31T20:51:00.000-04:002007-08-31T21:40:06.532-04:00

As new homeowner looks out her window at her new porch, she notices a spider hanging above her wooden railing. Having been tortured by spiders on previous occasions, she carefully chooses a hardcover book that she doesn't love too much (Say it with Flowers and Plants). She slowly opens her sliding door. Book held high, she steps out, then closes door quickly. Don't want any spiders making her

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-13643516808378601702007-07-25T18:30:00.000-04:002007-07-25T18:36:50.039-04:00

So the anthology I'm going to be in (available for pre-order online!) is going to be sold at the Chicago Gothicfest in October. Am still debating how I feel about my first published writing being sold beside an exhibit featuring a performance team suspending themselves by hooks. I don't know if I could watch such a show and not cringe every few seconds. Glad the editor is going and not me.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-44749173802078074492007-07-22T20:02:00.000-04:002007-07-22T20:03:30.197-04:00

Comes up for air after finishing Harry Potter.What's happening in the world?

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-11452012920257990032007-05-23T16:43:00.001-04:002007-05-23T21:24:07.348-04:00

Thesis defense over.Have passed.Although graduation ceremony isn't until August, you may all address me as 'Master' now. Hee hee. Just kidding. hee. But, seriously....If anyone would like a bound copy of my thesis let me know. It will, sadly, cost anyone interested $20. I'm not trying to make a profit off of my loved ones, I swear. But I went over my print quota at Chatham and each time I

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-67547333100305767402007-05-22T10:27:00.000-04:002007-05-22T10:28:42.177-04:00

Tomorrow, tomorrow, is my day of judgement, tomorrow.Wish me luck on my thesis defense!

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-77502520620631980032007-05-03T22:41:00.000-04:002007-05-03T22:59:14.585-04:00

Here's some fun Golden Compass nerdiness...In other news, I spoke with a professor at OSU and she said I'm for sure accepted...there's now craziness in attempting to arrange a living situation. Parents have their heart set on buying a condo, since I'll be there for four to five years. Making a choice is complicated by the fact that my current Pittsburgh apartment is trying to kick me out before

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-48135760522487154672007-04-20T00:00:00.000-04:002007-04-20T01:45:19.187-04:00

On the off chance any of you would like to venture to Pittsburgh for my graduation, it'll take place on Saturday, August 18th. There is also a graduate reading on the night of Friday, the 17th.Let me know if you're at all interested and I can give you more information.No pressure.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-87168649937517841632007-04-13T04:22:00.000-04:002007-04-13T04:26:33.297-04:00

Today is the day. Weird stuff is going to happen!I can tell, because it's 4:23 AM and weird stuff has already happened.Got online to check my bank account. My balance was high. Checked the individual transactions.Two deposits from b&n listed for today when there only should have been one.The first was for a measly 40-something. Pathetic but correct.The second was for 210. Great but wrong.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-75487213162010222842007-04-11T08:43:00.000-04:002007-04-11T08:53:42.365-04:00

There was a squirrel at my window. Or more so, on the ledge beyond my screen. Impressive. Very impressive since I live on the third floor without any tall trees near by.It seemed to be stuck and was making a rasping noise (That's how I discovered it--The noise was loud enough that I thought it was coming from inside my apartment).It didn't immediately flee when I pulled up the blinds. I

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1448100009411314552007-04-10T14:15:00.000-04:002007-04-10T14:17:46.768-04:00

eeeeeeeeee.Just got email from OSU...want me to call for an interview in an hour.eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. panic! PANIC! What do I say?????! What do I do??????!waaaaaaaah!*Freaks out, falls over, reaches up and pushes 'publish' then dies.*

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-77133643594510662482007-03-25T10:16:00.000-04:002007-03-25T10:18:01.722-04:00

Just so everyone knows...I've officially stopped using my aol account. You can reach me at the same username @hughes.net.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-27566085613518467012007-03-17T00:06:00.000-04:002007-03-17T00:07:43.589-04:00

"We have had reports that our large male campus turkey has been attacking students and staff (he’s the one with the blue head). Unfortunately, this is turkey mating season and he has become very protective of his territory. We are going to have him relocated at the earliest possible time (hopefully this weekend). In the meantime, please try to avoid him and try not to antagonize him. Usually

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-60657030898761938782007-03-13T17:21:00.000-04:002007-03-13T17:22:38.333-04:00

Bah ha ha ha ha ha!72 in Pittsburgh....ah, suuuuuuuuuun. mmmmmmm.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-54075287994068984962007-03-10T19:09:00.000-05:002007-03-10T19:12:35.732-05:00

Mom forgot a conversation we had five minutes ago. To defend herself she claimed "I am kinda drunk." Apparently by living in Pittsburgh I miss out on my parents routinely getting drunk on wine.Oh lord, have become child of drunkards.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-38661791443906781812007-02-26T04:00:00.000-05:002007-02-26T04:01:28.903-05:00

baaaaaaaaaaaad.Stayed up. Oscarzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.Three hours sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-73200647745671970002007-02-25T06:27:00.000-05:002007-02-25T06:34:08.432-05:00

Sooooooooooo,Got a call at 6 AM. NWA (to name names) has already cancelled my 2 PM flight from Detroit to GR.They've rescheduled me for tomorrow at 6:30 AM on the one direct flight from Pit to GR. I've noticed that flight before. I've always mocked it, the businessie people it's intended for and its earliness.So, in honor of my forced change of plans, I've decided to reapply my original

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-39756707362270502132007-02-23T09:27:00.000-05:002007-02-23T09:30:45.211-05:00

Change of plans.Dad's getting out of the hospital today.Mom and I have decided school may now take a back seat. Am saying "screw you" to midterm papers, and am handing them in early (with not enough editing) to fly home on Sunday instead of Thursday.See all-ya-alls soon.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-20164333714503795652007-02-20T16:23:00.000-05:002007-02-20T16:26:18.932-05:00

Have interesting predicament.Lost a cup of tea. Uncovered mug of mint tea is somewhere in this apartment. Have checked the usual places (sink, fridge, table, bedside, other table). No luck.Tea. Tea. Where is the tea?

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-65643746697797698022007-02-15T15:36:00.000-05:002007-02-15T15:44:05.148-05:00

Soooooo, after four phone calls to Apple Support, one e-mail and five hours spent at my local Apple Store, Macky is completely 100% restored, music and all.Dad is stable, although, sedated once more.I get Chinese food tonight with friends.Things are better, but after years of being told "bad things come in 3s," I'm waiting for number 3. Of course, considering how big and bad numbers one and two

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-31968098898307951042007-02-14T01:54:00.000-05:002007-02-14T01:57:17.452-05:00

Dad, who had been improving, took another down turn.Macky crashed. I've lost 6,000 songs (but at least all my stories are safe).Officially the worst week of my life.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1171143823786409262007-02-10T16:39:00.000-05:002007-02-10T16:43:43.810-05:00

Thanks for the flowers!!!!! They're very pretty! The bear is adorable. I shall call him Chajkmm, after all of you.Sorry, I'm not calling anyone. I'm going through this weird thing, where I don't want to talk to anyone until he wakes up and I hear his voice again.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1171038601635783052007-02-09T11:12:00.000-05:002007-02-09T11:30:01.670-05:00

Just so everyone is aware...My dad is in the hospital. Earlier this week, my dad stayed home sick from work two days in a row. When I called to say hi, he didn't want to talk to me, which was my first clue that something was very wrong.On Tuesday, my mom arrived home from work to find my dad on the floor and incoherent. She called an ambulance.There were a few scary moments. I almost flew

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1170619423769152382007-02-04T15:03:00.000-05:002007-02-04T15:03:43.810-05:00

I am going to a superbowl party!And yes, I am bringing homework in case I get bored.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1170104574619132502007-01-29T15:59:00.000-05:002007-01-29T16:02:54.653-05:00

A professor just complimented me on the "subtle eroticism" of one of my poems. This is very ironic, considering the lack of eroticism, subtle or otherwise, in my life.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1168743880798412032007-01-13T21:38:00.000-05:002007-01-13T22:04:40.826-05:00

So, yesterday at work, I discovered a CD that was set aside to be returned. It was songs written by Woody Guthrie about Chanukah. The amused me greatly. (Both because I'd studied the Guthrie family during my trip to MA and because I knew that Woody Guthrie was not Jewish)I told a co-worker. He shared in my amusement, examining all of the track titles. He said that the CD had been sitting on

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1165417654250978192006-12-06T10:07:00.000-05:002006-12-06T10:07:34.316-05:00

Off to Michigan for a whole month!How do you like that update?

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1162705570065539942006-11-05T00:13:00.000-05:002006-11-05T01:02:13.703-05:00

I almost quit at work tonight. Lucky for a certain manager I have a delayed anger reaction. I tend to get mad five minutes after the almost-conflict is over.Since September, B&N has been over-scheduling me. Over the past several weeks, I've told 3 out of 5 managers about my scheduling issues...about how, I asked to work a maximum of three times a week, about how I have been working a minimum

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1161913854076456492006-10-26T21:50:00.000-04:002006-10-26T21:50:54.263-04:00

You Belong in LondonYou belong in London, but you belong in many cities... Hong Kong, San Francisco, Sidney. You fit in almost anywhere.And London is diverse and international enough to satisfy many of your tastes. From curry to Shakespeare, London (almost) has it all!What European City Do You Belong In?

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1161597790526913712006-10-23T06:02:00.000-04:002006-10-23T06:03:10.556-04:00

You scored as FBI's X-Files Division (The X-Files). You are part of a super secret section of the FBI. You also have the very cool status of �Special Agent�. You believe in many conspiracies and know the government is covering up way too much. Now if only you could the Cigarette Smoking Man to stop providing you with the second-hand smoke.FBI's X-Files Division (The X-Files)81%Moya (

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1160302917584347412006-10-08T06:13:00.000-04:002006-10-08T06:21:57.616-04:00

One of my co-workers, who I don't know well...or even like (it's the eyes! He has sad puppy eyes! I have trouble liking someone who walks around all day with an expression that says "pity me!") approached me and starting quoting Serenity lines. Randomly. I didn't provoke it. I didn't say, "Hey, watched an sci-fi movies as of late?" Then he asked to borrow my Firefly DVDs. I don't know this

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1160013938279589922006-10-04T22:03:00.000-04:002006-10-04T22:05:38.316-04:00

Choices.How does one weigh them?What to do?There's no way I'm sleeping tonight and I open the store tomorrow.To know what on Earth I'm talking about call me...tomorrow (after 3). You'll hear a lot of crazy back-and-forth mumbling...but you'll also hear the news.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1159076788750572662006-09-24T01:46:00.000-04:002006-09-24T01:46:28.776-04:00

What Classic Movie Are You?personality tests by similarminds.com

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1157592919130848992006-09-06T21:27:00.000-04:002006-09-06T21:35:19.166-04:00

Yesterday the filtered water sink was dripping.This morning I went into work and it wasn't working.This afternoon a man came and repaired it. The handles no longer turned 280 degrees. The faucet did not drip.An hour later, I broke the hot water handle so it was back to turning 280 degrees. Oops.At 8:27 PM, 3 minutes before the end of my shift, I decided to tell one of my employee/friends the

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1157505591964210052006-09-05T21:17:00.000-04:002006-09-05T21:19:51.986-04:00

Have just watched a version of "The Three Little Pigs" featuring Billy Crystal as Larry the Pig and Jeff Goldblum as a wolf.Joy.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1154700574127100572006-08-04T09:45:00.000-04:002006-08-04T10:09:34.333-04:00

I've had drama.My trusty iPod has died. Shpoddy wouldn't even turn on Monday night. I'd been kind to him. I never abused him, so I was very confused by his death. And frustrated. So frustrated I wanted to run. But I like to listen to music while I run. I like to listen to Shpoddy. That added insult to injury.Tuesday morning I contacted Apple. First it took me forever to find an actual

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1153092599659497742006-07-16T19:29:00.000-04:002006-07-16T19:29:59.690-04:00

Am back!Alas, have not been roared at by a bear. Am rather sad about that fact.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1152043329889684892006-07-04T15:53:00.000-04:002006-07-04T16:02:09.913-04:00

Tonight I leave for a two week adventure in the wilds of Massachusetts.I know you're wondering what "wilds of Massachusetts"?My professor has assured me there will be bears. I've never seen a wild bear. Since I'm crazy, I'd like to see a wild bear.I'll have my cell phone with me, but I've been informed my service won't always work. So leave a message, I'll get back to you when we go into

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1151630019449292642006-06-29T21:05:00.000-04:002006-06-29T21:13:39.470-04:00

A bee stung me yesterday.That hasn't happened since I was, like, eleven.I felt bad for the poor little guy. I took entomology. We watched a vivid and traumatizing video that showed close up what happens to the bee when it stings a person. "Gross and less than fun" would be an understatement.I was walking across the grass to go tan (I got burned by the way) and the little bee got stuck in my

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1151443079154876662006-06-27T17:15:00.000-04:002006-06-27T17:17:59.190-04:00

This morning for breakfast I ate chips, pickles and then drank some pickle juice (because I am that much of a freak).Then I went running.My stomach in no way complained.Stomach is back up to its impressive eat-anything status that it and I enjoyed before going to India. It only took a month.

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What does it say about me that reading Moby Dick makes me want to watch Pirates of the Caribbean?If only Johnny Depp had done the audio recording of the book...then life would be perfect.

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1150773753876812042006-06-19T23:16:00.000-04:002006-06-19T23:22:33.903-04:00

I just walked home from work in a glorious thunder storm. It made me think of India. Am wonderfully happy.Of course I also have a good book to read...a good book that I legally borrowed from work...a good book that isn't technically on sale until tomorrow. Hee hee. Fun. I've already read the last page. Hee. Joy.A few days ago Cute Semi-Regular Customer made an appearance. CSRC: Skirt.Me:

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So, last night after work I went out to the bar with a few of my co-workers for the second time in history. (It's practically a nightly thing with some of them).I enjoyed this time more because there were more people and it seemed a little less smoky.I ordered a white Russian (Thank you, Jeffiner...it's the only thing I like besides a martini). And sat and listened to everyone talk.About

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1150037037971245392006-06-11T10:34:00.000-04:002006-06-11T10:43:58.013-04:00

Cute-Semi-Regular Customer: Hi. Oh, you're wearing pants today.Me: I usually wear pants when I'm in the cafe.Shane: I joined this conversation at the wrong moment.Cute-Semi-Regular Customer: I guess that sounds bad.Me (to Shane): You see, he was here a few days ago and he said I always wear skirts. But Julie said I always wear pants. But I wear skirts on the bookside and pants...here.Me (

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Henna fun.Who wants candy?Children jumping into the Ganges.At the Taj Mahal.Here's a snake charmer. They weren't so bad. It was the old ladies who would hold a covered basket in your face only to reveal a snake and then demand money that scared me. Those ladies and the one that carried a boa constrictor on her shoulder while begging for money.I think it's obvious why I asked this security

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The official comment that I'm using to describe my trip is: "It was an adventure, many good experiences and many challenges."Speaking of challenges, the first day back at work sucked. Barnes and Noble has a new level of membership that includes a credit card. The bank is paying for employees to promote the card in stores. The employees who are doing this are to promote the Mastercard alone.

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Be back at the start of June.

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Had weirdest dream ever last night. I think it may be inspiration for a story. But if it is, it'll be a challenge. Not sure I have it in me to write it at this point in my life. I'm not going to tell you what it's about, but the story would have to be funny, weird and deal with some serious issues that I've never experienced.Worked last night. It was the last time before my trip. It was so

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The truce between Danny and I ended this night at 7 PM. Like the beginning of most of the great wars, it's a tad bit confusing how it started.Okay, so not that confusing. Cute manager (Kirk) sprayed my arm with whipped cream and then moved out of range. Angry and unable to retaliate, I struck out at the nearest bystander: Danny. And the war began. Again.This war included two casualties:

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work. work. work.read about India.work. work. work.going to see Lois Lowry talk tonight.

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I did absolutely nothing today...I had plans, but none were completed. I wanted to write and read. Plus Dan and I were to go to a movie, but when we talked on the phone to finalize plans we both revealed that neither of us wanted to leave our apartments. We're both lazy. It was kind of funny. But that's not the current issue up for discussion.Danny and I have plans to go on a picnic

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Oh yeah, yesterday.Work was interesting. Danny had called off several days ago. Carmen was to replace him. Apparently after leaving work Saturday night (and after worrying that she would fall during the mopping) Carmen fell and twisted her ankle. So Danny was called in and an interesting night followed.You see, Danny has threatened to spray me with whipped cream once in the past. He never

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Have used stove for first time since moving here.Made pasta with marinara sauce. Didn't burn self. So far have not dropped dead from poison. But do have lots of dishes to wash.Am cooking fiend.

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Have been giving the matter some thought for, oh, a week or so.I've decided to go stricter with my veggie-loving. No more milk. From now on, I shall be the Queen of Soy.I will still eat cheese, however. The Queen of Soy loves her cheese.

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Three months, my friends. The first two spent in fear, the last one spent assuming the days of stalker were in the past.Then what little sense of security I'd regained was lost, shattered on the cafe floor. I saw him and before he could completely get the words "Hi, Michele" out I was gone. The dust from my zooming away was long settled before he even got a foot into the cafe. I fled,

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I think I can say that last night I got the worst night's sleep of my short little life.I went to bed around 10. I finally slept at 1 AM.At 2 AM I threw off my blankets.At 3 AM I got up. Drank some water. Opened a window wider, while silently debating whether it was the heat or the noise from the street keeping me up.At 4 AM I decided it was the noise. The sound of birds chirping "woke" me

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Craziness, Batman.I've been busy. I finished two of my classes last week.Leslie came and visited me over the weekend. We went and saw Falling Waters, a Frank Lloyd Wright house. We also went to a Pirates baseball game. It was my first major league game. I enjoyed it for multiple reasons. First off, I got a free bobble head doll. You never have too many bobble heads. Now Wolverine has

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Not much going on. Cafe manager has gone on a two week vacation, so the employees must pick up the slack. Am currently enduring one of those evil weeks where I work five days in a row, opening the cafe three of those days.As for school: PAPERS, PAPERS, EDIT PAPERS.

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On Saturday I worked with a guy named Danny. (Not Dan, the guy I went to see a movie with, but Danny. I mentioned him once months and months ago. Entertaining, but he sometimes lacks common sense)Any way, on Saturday he mentioned that before coming to work that morning, he'd discovered a stranger lying on his apartment couch. The man was sleeping, so Danny didn't disturb him, assuming he was

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Page 10, baby!Plans for tomorrow: Edit, edit, edit. Possibly get vaccinated for Typhoid. (I really do know how to have a good time)Most of work today consisted of crazy pranks. Danny, ever the joker, hid a lot of the portable timers around the cafe. He set the timers to go off at various times, forcing me to go on frantic searches to "MAKE THE BEEPING STOP!" He chose difficult spots

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Am two lines onto page nine. I have two more stories to tell, but I need some more facts to separate them.We ended up seeing "SLiTHER" last night. I must admit I wanted to go mainly because Nathan Fillion was in it. He did a good job, if you consider the fact that his character was a lot like Mal from Firefly. Hopefully he'll be able to avoid the typecasting of "good natured, Southern,

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Six and one-third pages.Work went fast. I doubt it'll go as fast tomorrow.Will most likely be going to see "The Hills Have Eyes" with Co-Worker Dan. Let's hope I don't do something embarrassing in the middle of the movie. Like screaming. I don't typically watch horror movies in theaters for that very reason.

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Am now a short paragraph onto page five.I'm not sure how many I'll be able to add tonight. A co-worker and I made plans a week ago. And I'm certain I'm going to be tired after work tonight.Off to open the cafe.

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Progress on ten to fifteen page paper that is due Tuesday: 3 completed pages and one sentence on the 4th page.Number of hour's I'm working this weekend preventing me from writing 7 to 12 more pages: 16 hours.I could use a few prayers.

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Going in to work super early on the weekend to shelve books: -Wanting half the books you are required to shelve and will get into trouble for sitting down in the aisle and reading: TORTURE!Knowing exactly where the books you want are because you shelved them yourself an hour ago: +Making a fast 25 bucks: +Spending $45 buying books that you shelved: Quality entertainment.

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To Clopen: To close the store one night. Then to open it the next morning.SOOOOO TI;RED!5 houurs sleeeeeeeeeeep.Brain 2 muddlllled. Not sure clothes go......2gethr.../hare still wet from midnite showeeer. Sticks up/.,

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Let me tell you about Frappaccino mix.It includes water, coffee and Starbucks trademarked powders. I'm willing to bet the powder mainly consists of sugar. Let me tell you why I'm so certain of this.Two hours into our shift, my manager went on break. I decided to be a good little employee and clean out the rolling fridge that sits underneath the cafe counter. I took everything out of the

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Turns out Evil Science Book didn't need to be read until next week. Mother Trucker!I shall try to look on the bright side, do some extra writing, maybe work ahead.Tomorrow is my last day of freedom before I go back to work. I shall endeavor to enjoy my dwindling time.

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So yesterday was a long but exciting day.It started at 5 AM when I had to get up to make my flight back to Pittsburgh, through Chicago. However, all those pesky storms I'd heard Terry DeBore mentions on the News over breakfast dashed those plans. I was told my flight to Chicago wouldn't leave until 10:30. Suddenly a planned morning of travel was turning into a whole day of travel.But then, the

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Most of the past two days has been spent doing homework. I still don't think I'm going to be able to finish evil science book. And I really don't want to spend all of my last night in Michigan reading it.Yesterday, Dad and I went to see the special exhibit on Egypt at the Grand Rapids museum. I got some ideas for a story I might write for my history class.Dad and I ate at a "Irish Pub" called

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1142046797521172762006-03-10T21:50:00.000-05:002006-03-10T22:30:07.576-05:00

Hee HeeMegan and I went to the Grand Rapids Art Museum today. They are having a special exhibition on costumes in film. One of the featured outfits was the British uniform worn by Alan Rickman in "Sense and Sensibility."When I was in England, I saw other outfits from "Sense and Sensibility." One was even Alan's. Alas, it was positioned behind some of the other outfits, behind glass.While at

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I got both hepatitis A and a tetanus booster (It's been nine years). But that was all the nurse thought I would need for my trip.After I got my shots, Dad and I had a nice Italian dinner.That was my day.I've come to the conclusion that my pile of homework is ridiculously large. A scientific book for my creative nonfiction class is particularly daunting. It is about 400 pages, but has print

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So far it has been a busy but fun spring break.Highlights have included going for a walk with Holly, seeing Leslie from MSU, going to Chicago with Sarah and watching DVDs/talking with Catherine.Today is homework day. And as you can tell by the blogging, it's going well.Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment and she prescribed me pills to prevent malaria. So I'm yet another step closer to going

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1141314752650060162006-03-02T10:51:00.000-05:002006-03-02T10:52:32.666-05:00

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Once upon a time, the Barnes and Noble in Squirrel Hill had 6 managers: One strict store manager, two more strict managers (one male, one female) and two fun managers (one is cute manager who trained me on the bookside) and a cool cafe manager.All seemed well. The narrator of this story was not aware of any drama.Then, about a week ago, one of the fun managers was fired (not the cute one). The

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Excuse the lack of writing (and calling, for those of you who have tried to talk to me). I've been both busy and lazy. And working a lot (yet, I'm still broke).Any-hoo, I just got my passport back in the mail. It has a nice entry visa for India in it. They're going to let me in their country! Yay!Speaking of India, did you know they had an outbreak of a pneumonic plague in 1994?They'll let

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Bah humbug to homework!Bah humbug to my financial situation!Bah humbug to this "holiday"!And now, a sampling of the craziness that is my job:A bookseller enters the cafe. "Line one is for you guys."I pick up the phone, give the proper greeting."Hi, this is John XXXXX. I'm in there all the time.""Umm, okay." I had no idea who I was talking to."Brown hair, glasses."Beer goggles. So named for

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A paper that is due tomorrow is giving me issues. It kind of, sort of, almost meets the professor's requirements. And e-mailing her proved that "doing my own thing" is not an option. But I can't think of how to get it up to her standards...so I might just call it good.In other procrastinating news, Google says:Michele needs us all to help her.Michele needs to be nicer.Michele needs to be

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The honking continued well past 1 AM. I think someone must have put out a sign that said something to the effect of "honk if you love the Steelers!"

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There is shouting in the streets and car horns honking. I can hear fireworks going off in the distance. It would seem the Steelers won.Off to watch Galaxy Quest and clip my toe nails.

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Is tonight the Super Bowl? Cause I'm hearing a lot of cheering throughout my apartment building.And I had thought my days of hearing sports addicts screaming throughout buildings had ended when I left MSU.On the plus side, the Pittsburgh Natural History Museum's shop was selling everything at 10% off because the Steelers are playing. Go team! Take that ball strong to the hole! *rolls eyes*

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Couldn't sleep.So, when more people came into work, the cute (crush worthy) manager on duty had a five minute meeting.During said meeting he enthusiastically stated, and I quote, "I'm going to spend as much time as possible with Michele."Now in reality, I know he meant he wanted to spend time with me to train me.But in nice, happy, dream world, cute manager likes me. *sigh* closely followed by *

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On hold for 25 minutes. I'm hanging up now.

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Wow, I'm tired.But I have all this work to do. And I'm on hold with the Kent County Health Department trying to arrange my shots for India. (So far, I've been on hold for 10 minutes. At what point should I just hang up?)I was very productive yesterday. Let's of stuff done, including laundry.I over-slept by 7 minutes this morning, then managed to spray myself in the face with perfume.I

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1138373819815550602006-01-27T09:47:00.000-05:002006-01-27T09:56:59.866-05:00

Day three of the bookside was better than day two which is surprising because I was all alone. But I started to feel more comfortable with the job. Plus things were slow, so I spent most of the shift calling customers to tell them their orders were in. Let me tell you, some people have some weird stuff on their answering machines.My bookside training continues next week, but I'm less than

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Tiiiiiiiiiiiired. Mmmmmmmm, bed. I wants mine.Well, so far one of the hardest parts about my book training is the scheduling. I've been working mornings as a cashier and every single cell in my body likes to protest getting up at 5:15 AM.I've definitely encountered things I don't like working as a cashier:-Gift wrapping. Don't people know you shove a gift in any random bag, shove it into the

Shelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15952340659502783762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271691.post-1138013505725068392006-01-23T05:46:00.000-05:002006-01-23T05:51:45.736-05:00

It is ridiculous how excited I am to be able to be another part of the building besides the cafe for work. It took me forever to pick an outfit to wear for this morning because I was so happy to not have to wear a white collared shirt and black pants. The pants I'm wearing today are red! RED! Ha ha!So, my shirt is still cream colored, but it doesn't have a collar and would never be acceptable

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