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Dec. 2nd, 2009 09:11 pmNot that Castiel wasn't doing a wonderful job.
Friends Only. Comment to be added.
Friends Only. Comment to be added.
As soon as I find a good "Friends only" banner... Then I will switch over.
Since someone asked- nothing big or exciting or interesting is going on. I just realized that between Twitter and Facebook, there is a lot of public voice for me. I think that having a more private place is a good idea.
Still trying to find something useful and interesting to do. I sent off the second part of the application for the books deal.
Still pushing to find an in with the racing history stuff.
That's it really. Just saying howdy.There really isnt all that much going on around here.
Since someone asked- nothing big or exciting or interesting is going on. I just realized that between Twitter and Facebook, there is a lot of public voice for me. I think that having a more private place is a good idea.
Still trying to find something useful and interesting to do. I sent off the second part of the application for the books deal.
Still pushing to find an in with the racing history stuff.
That's it really. Just saying howdy.There really isnt all that much going on around here.
Oh look, Friday.
Oct. 9th, 2009 10:46 amIt is cold this morning, or at least.. I can't warm up. Just foggy outside. I would really like to be a lazy un-employed person and crawl back into my warm bed today.
I have asked the temp agency to find me "temp to perm" work. Even if I don't intend on staying, I am now past the time where I can try to piece together bits of work- and make them work.
Which sucks.
On the other hand, I got a call from Randy and it re-reminded me how much I want to be out in Charlotte. I didn't get to speak to him too much. It sucks because they are all down for the race in SoCal and I can't go. So close and yet so far!! Of course, I'd rather be able to afford to go to Martinsville..but it sucks to realize that I am not going to anymore races this season.
I always text him when I see him on tv (and especially when they are up in the winner's circle) and it turns out that he has been trying to messenger me via the Msn thing. yay modern communication fail! lol. my fault.
I said don't you get my texts?! And he said "yeah! I send you messages during the races!" so, now- I have made sure to make sure the msn thing is working (it kind of is a pain) Now i'll be able to bug him while he's working. :D
Its fun to hear them over the scanner, same with some of the guys on the 88. I always wave to the tv when I see them. so dorky, i know.
Fraking lame to not be able to go to Martinsville. Sheena has offered to let me stay with her, and the ticket wouldn't be an issue. But not having _any_ money makes it an issue. I also need to send Clay an email. And a copy of the Toad. I will get to that first thing next week.
In other worlds of mine.. the project that I was working on is in some sort of flux- hanging precariously by its little fingers at the edge of being discarded. Or not. I do not understand Hollywood etc at all. And so I simply sit and wait for Corey (the boss of me) to tell me what the fuck is going on.
On the other hand, there may be two other projects coming up. Should be interesting and fun. :)
sigh. NASCAR so damn close. I'm not there.
I have asked the temp agency to find me "temp to perm" work. Even if I don't intend on staying, I am now past the time where I can try to piece together bits of work- and make them work.
Which sucks.
On the other hand, I got a call from Randy and it re-reminded me how much I want to be out in Charlotte. I didn't get to speak to him too much. It sucks because they are all down for the race in SoCal and I can't go. So close and yet so far!! Of course, I'd rather be able to afford to go to Martinsville..but it sucks to realize that I am not going to anymore races this season.
I always text him when I see him on tv (and especially when they are up in the winner's circle) and it turns out that he has been trying to messenger me via the Msn thing. yay modern communication fail! lol. my fault.
I said don't you get my texts?! And he said "yeah! I send you messages during the races!" so, now- I have made sure to make sure the msn thing is working (it kind of is a pain) Now i'll be able to bug him while he's working. :D
Its fun to hear them over the scanner, same with some of the guys on the 88. I always wave to the tv when I see them. so dorky, i know.
Fraking lame to not be able to go to Martinsville. Sheena has offered to let me stay with her, and the ticket wouldn't be an issue. But not having _any_ money makes it an issue. I also need to send Clay an email. And a copy of the Toad. I will get to that first thing next week.
In other worlds of mine.. the project that I was working on is in some sort of flux- hanging precariously by its little fingers at the edge of being discarded. Or not. I do not understand Hollywood etc at all. And so I simply sit and wait for Corey (the boss of me) to tell me what the fuck is going on.
On the other hand, there may be two other projects coming up. Should be interesting and fun. :)
sigh. NASCAR so damn close. I'm not there.
Dear who ever is listening
Oct. 7th, 2009 09:35 amCan I just find a teeny pot of gold?
I would like to move out of my gma's house and also I would very much like to visit Rome again.
lots of love.
me.
I would like to move out of my gma's house and also I would very much like to visit Rome again.
lots of love.
me.
There aren't enough quotes
Oct. 5th, 2009 10:43 pmwords, pictures or memories to really sum this up. So lets see how many words we can get from my head.
When ever life gets you down Mrs. Brown.
And things seem hard or tough.
And people are stupid, obnoxious and daft
and you feel like you've had quite enough-ough ough ough.
Just remember that you're standing on a planet thats evolving
-revolving at 900 miles an hour.
Its orbiting at 19 miles a second, so its reconed (I can't spell that)
around the sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
are moving at a million miles an day
in the outer spiral arm at forty thousand miles a minute
in the galaxy we call the milky way.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars,
its one hundred billion light years side to side
It bulges in the middle 16 thousand light years thick
but out by us, its just three thousand light years wide.
We're 30 thousand light years from galactic central point,
we go round every three hundred million years
And our galaxy is only one of millions and billions in this amazing
and expanding universe.
Our galaxy itself keeps on expanding and expanding
in all of the directions it can whiz
as fast as it can go, the speed of light you know
and thats one thousand miles a second and thats the fastest speed there is
so remember when you're feeling very small and insecure,
how amazingly unlikely was your birth
and pray that there's intelligent life in space
because there's bugger all down here on Earth!
Sounds a bit woody to me.
But rather than worry too much about the penguin on the tele or the new gas stove, I think that I'll just sit here with a lovely box of spring surprise and crunchy frog chocolates and be very very happy that there was, by some miracle or fate- Monty Python.
To my old, far gone pals at the Brotherhood of British Comedy, to my friend Shannon who knew just as many of the words as I did and to Oliver Cromwell who was five foot six inches at the start of his reign, but only 4 foot 8 at the end. here here.
The Larch.
When ever life gets you down Mrs. Brown.
And things seem hard or tough.
And people are stupid, obnoxious and daft
and you feel like you've had quite enough-ough ough ough.
Just remember that you're standing on a planet thats evolving
-revolving at 900 miles an hour.
Its orbiting at 19 miles a second, so its reconed (I can't spell that)
around the sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
are moving at a million miles an day
in the outer spiral arm at forty thousand miles a minute
in the galaxy we call the milky way.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars,
its one hundred billion light years side to side
It bulges in the middle 16 thousand light years thick
but out by us, its just three thousand light years wide.
We're 30 thousand light years from galactic central point,
we go round every three hundred million years
And our galaxy is only one of millions and billions in this amazing
and expanding universe.
Our galaxy itself keeps on expanding and expanding
in all of the directions it can whiz
as fast as it can go, the speed of light you know
and thats one thousand miles a second and thats the fastest speed there is
so remember when you're feeling very small and insecure,
how amazingly unlikely was your birth
and pray that there's intelligent life in space
because there's bugger all down here on Earth!
Sounds a bit woody to me.
But rather than worry too much about the penguin on the tele or the new gas stove, I think that I'll just sit here with a lovely box of spring surprise and crunchy frog chocolates and be very very happy that there was, by some miracle or fate- Monty Python.
To my old, far gone pals at the Brotherhood of British Comedy, to my friend Shannon who knew just as many of the words as I did and to Oliver Cromwell who was five foot six inches at the start of his reign, but only 4 foot 8 at the end. here here.
The Larch.
why why why why?!!!
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.
I know this season is shot. I know we aren't pulling the great great whatever that we are supposed to be. But are you fucking kidding me? a lugnut. The fucking car is leading by nearly three seconds and they can't fucking do a good pit?
They sound mad but positive, which is good. Maybe we can fix it. Its super early in the race.
On the same topic. I am sad as hell that I am not going down to either Fontana or out to Martinsville. That's it for my racing until Daytona. :(
It makes me sad. Im sad that all the money I saved up and all the money that went to "researching" is gone. It was totally worth it and probably the most fun ever.. glad not to be writing the stupid thesis anymore but sad not to have legitimate excuses that say I _have_ to go to the Southern 500.
:)
Maybe I'll do that next year. Though I would like to get to Vegas too. So maybe Daytona, Vegas, (maybe Fontana... but god damn that race sucks) Darlington, Infineon, and then work out the fall races.
But see, that leaves out the early Martinsville race. Maybe Martinsville and Darlington.. instead of Vegas.
ah. enough dreaming. back to the race.
Watching Heroes for a couple of really uninteresting reasons. Still not that excited about the show. I know that Claire is supposed to be hot, but she is kind of boring looking. Am I wrong? Sort of like how Britney was hot when she was super young and "forbidden" but she, omg grew up. Thats what Claire seems like to me. Whats his face is still hot though, glad to see that. Sylar. Though, I think that I think that he is more hot for being Spock than being Sylar.
I really should be watching the PBS show on the National Parks. Burns did such a beautiful job. Makes me want to vanish out to the edges of the world. And it makes me look closer at the ranger jobs that are up right now. Its hard to balance the part of me that wants to be out in the middle of nowhere and the part of me that remembers that the one thing that I find most often about cultural resource management - is that its filled with older folks. Not quite sure if Im ready to accept certain inevitable parts of my future. Eventually though, you'll probably be able to find me stationed out at some nowhere cross-roads, watching over our natural resources.
Speaking of, if the
Oh ! tea! I forgot! it whistles brb!
Anyhow. Speaking of! If the Green River trip doesn't come together next year, I think that I am going to go expeditioning off to the Great Basin. Its been yeaaaaaaaars since I have gone anywhere. I mean, yes. The races that I get out to (and dont think that I won't make it to as many as I can..) are very important little travels for me. Last year I went out to see Lee in Wyoming and that was glorious...if just for the drive through a few states.
Apparently, the Great Basin has some of the best night time sky viewing in the US. And reading about that made my heart ache to see the stars and to leave the city behind.
Hmm. The Carnivale-esque part of Heroes didnt really appear. Did I miss it?
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elite took me to the live version of The Nightman Cometh. It was fucking awesome. I thought I was going to blow my voice for screaming at the top of my lungs for them. Fucking awesome, bitches. I know that she enjoyed it, but there were definitely parts where I thought to myself, "I wonder what she thinks of what the fuck is going on." I should swap out my user pic, done. Bitches.
Watched Australian rules football withchershey (spelled that wrong the first time. duh.) and unnamedfeeling this last friday. It was so much fun. Loved it! I think that we are going to go to a game in the spring.
Thats it for right now! Just checking in! Back to mr. Burns and his national parks.
I really should be watching the PBS show on the National Parks. Burns did such a beautiful job. Makes me want to vanish out to the edges of the world. And it makes me look closer at the ranger jobs that are up right now. Its hard to balance the part of me that wants to be out in the middle of nowhere and the part of me that remembers that the one thing that I find most often about cultural resource management - is that its filled with older folks. Not quite sure if Im ready to accept certain inevitable parts of my future. Eventually though, you'll probably be able to find me stationed out at some nowhere cross-roads, watching over our natural resources.
Speaking of, if the
Oh ! tea! I forgot! it whistles brb!
Anyhow. Speaking of! If the Green River trip doesn't come together next year, I think that I am going to go expeditioning off to the Great Basin. Its been yeaaaaaaaars since I have gone anywhere. I mean, yes. The races that I get out to (and dont think that I won't make it to as many as I can..) are very important little travels for me. Last year I went out to see Lee in Wyoming and that was glorious...if just for the drive through a few states.
Apparently, the Great Basin has some of the best night time sky viewing in the US. And reading about that made my heart ache to see the stars and to leave the city behind.
Hmm. The Carnivale-esque part of Heroes didnt really appear. Did I miss it?
elite took me to the live version of The Nightman Cometh. It was fucking awesome. I thought I was going to blow my voice for screaming at the top of my lungs for them. Fucking awesome, bitches. I know that she enjoyed it, but there were definitely parts where I thought to myself, "I wonder what she thinks of what the fuck is going on." I should swap out my user pic, done. Bitches.Watched Australian rules football with
chershey (spelled that wrong the first time. duh.) and unnamedfeeling this last friday. It was so much fun. Loved it! I think that we are going to go to a game in the spring. Thats it for right now! Just checking in! Back to mr. Burns and his national parks.
Without exagerration
Sep. 22nd, 2009 06:34 ammy grandmother was up every half hour from midnight to just now to ask if it was time to get up.
Job himself wouldn't have been able to deal. I snapped at her by the 4:30 "Should I get up now?"
I know its not her fault, but oh my god it was killing me.
Job himself wouldn't have been able to deal. I snapped at her by the 4:30 "Should I get up now?"
I know its not her fault, but oh my god it was killing me.
^^(*&#@$$*#!%
Sep. 20th, 2009 03:29 pmThat's what I have to say.
Between my mom getting all over my damned nerves and my aunt being a bitch and damned damned David Reutimann (who, I like, just not today) knocking us out of god damned 6th place and wrecking our car with 11 laps to go I am in a fine fucking mood.
I'm annoyed at a few other things but don't want to bother getting in to them.
I feel like throwing something, or taking off for the night.
Which of course, I cannot do, because tonight is one of the nights that I care for my grandma.
So. I'm just going to sit here and fume.
Between my mom getting all over my damned nerves and my aunt being a bitch and damned damned David Reutimann (who, I like, just not today) knocking us out of god damned 6th place and wrecking our car with 11 laps to go I am in a fine fucking mood.
I'm annoyed at a few other things but don't want to bother getting in to them.
I feel like throwing something, or taking off for the night.
Which of course, I cannot do, because tonight is one of the nights that I care for my grandma.
So. I'm just going to sit here and fume.
I lost track of Lj briefly. ComicCon etc always derails me a bit. And this year with the thesis and SDCC and graduation and getting sick I sort of dropped the ball on my Lj.
So, making an effort to get back in here and write almost every day. I should be adding content to my other websites..and I think that I will be working on those tomorrow or so.
Same old collection of thoughts rattling around in my brain. Nothing all that new.
Interviewed today with a professional organizing company. It wouldnt be full time, and pays slightly more than nothing. But more than nothing is more than nothing! Actually, the company goes in and cleans out houses before estate sales or after people have passed on- or if they are hoarders (yup, like the tv show..) Its not that big of a deal, it seems very similar to working with the auction house. Especially the low end auctions.
Well, and the girls reassured me that they dont deal with crime scenes or dead bodies. So. It sounds like a job that I can do. Actually, I really liked the girls there. It seems like a good place to work. And, as I was telling someone- never ever hurts to have a job that makes for good stories.
Hmm. Nothing that interesting! Spent the late afternoon withkarlamrich which was super nice. We ran a lot of back and forth errands and went on a super long walk.
I wish it would rain more, but I don't think that it wants to.
I also wish that I was going to Martinsville in October, but I don't even think that I'll be making the race in Fontana. Thats the shittiest part about not having any money.
So, making an effort to get back in here and write almost every day. I should be adding content to my other websites..and I think that I will be working on those tomorrow or so.
Same old collection of thoughts rattling around in my brain. Nothing all that new.
Interviewed today with a professional organizing company. It wouldnt be full time, and pays slightly more than nothing. But more than nothing is more than nothing! Actually, the company goes in and cleans out houses before estate sales or after people have passed on- or if they are hoarders (yup, like the tv show..) Its not that big of a deal, it seems very similar to working with the auction house. Especially the low end auctions.
Well, and the girls reassured me that they dont deal with crime scenes or dead bodies. So. It sounds like a job that I can do. Actually, I really liked the girls there. It seems like a good place to work. And, as I was telling someone- never ever hurts to have a job that makes for good stories.
Hmm. Nothing that interesting! Spent the late afternoon with
karlamrich which was super nice. We ran a lot of back and forth errands and went on a super long walk. I wish it would rain more, but I don't think that it wants to.
I also wish that I was going to Martinsville in October, but I don't even think that I'll be making the race in Fontana. Thats the shittiest part about not having any money.
shit shit shit.
I hate stressing about money. It has been so long since I have, that I forgot how awful it is.
My savings have vanished, poof! And well, we are getting down to the wire.
Now I really need one of these crummy admin jobs to pull up so that I can save, again, enough to move on when I need to.
balls.
I know. I quit my job on purpose. But that was making me very very unhappy and in the end..I think that I would have been "let go" sooner rather than later. It had become hard for me not to express my boredom/frustration/agony at being so frustrated at my job in preservation. I think that i have said that before, but in many ways it is to remind me (especially on days like today) that it is ok that I left there.
So, sorry to repeat myself. Even if it is my journal. maybe I'll say it again tomorrow, just because I can. :p
It is funny, a book job came up in Las Vegas. I of course, cannot afford to move to Las Vegas any more than I can afford to move down the street right now.. but I am tempted to apply anyways. I suppose that I might as well swing wide with my compass until something actually lands, makes sense, works out or actually makes me happy.
Anyhow, its an admin job, but working for an antiquarian book dealer. So what I would love to do. Though there is a very strong reminder of how the auction and antiques business actually works...and I am not entirely sure that I want to set foot into that rippling pool of back stabbing, death dealing, underhanded business.
on the other hand. books. rare books. The bibliophile part of my soul keeps poking me in the ribs.
I hate stressing about money. It has been so long since I have, that I forgot how awful it is.
My savings have vanished, poof! And well, we are getting down to the wire.
Now I really need one of these crummy admin jobs to pull up so that I can save, again, enough to move on when I need to.
balls.
I know. I quit my job on purpose. But that was making me very very unhappy and in the end..I think that I would have been "let go" sooner rather than later. It had become hard for me not to express my boredom/frustration/agony at being so frustrated at my job in preservation. I think that i have said that before, but in many ways it is to remind me (especially on days like today) that it is ok that I left there.
So, sorry to repeat myself. Even if it is my journal. maybe I'll say it again tomorrow, just because I can. :p
It is funny, a book job came up in Las Vegas. I of course, cannot afford to move to Las Vegas any more than I can afford to move down the street right now.. but I am tempted to apply anyways. I suppose that I might as well swing wide with my compass until something actually lands, makes sense, works out or actually makes me happy.
Anyhow, its an admin job, but working for an antiquarian book dealer. So what I would love to do. Though there is a very strong reminder of how the auction and antiques business actually works...and I am not entirely sure that I want to set foot into that rippling pool of back stabbing, death dealing, underhanded business.
on the other hand. books. rare books. The bibliophile part of my soul keeps poking me in the ribs.
something in the air
Sep. 12th, 2009 10:27 pmProbably won't last and there might be a bit of Indian Summer mixed in- but the weather changed. The breeze coming in the window has that edge that makes you want to go get an extra blanket. (right, elite?:D ) Not quite time for the fuzzy flannel sheets though. Almost.
How come I'm not somewhere that I can have a fireplace and a cozy couch!? I need a little cottage.
:) Of course I need a little cottage for all the other seasons too. But right now, it would be especially lovely.
elite?:D ) Not quite time for the fuzzy flannel sheets though. Almost.How come I'm not somewhere that I can have a fireplace and a cozy couch!? I need a little cottage.
:) Of course I need a little cottage for all the other seasons too. But right now, it would be especially lovely.
