This post keeps not happening.
On Distractions of the Male Persuasion
Well, I tried writing this. The first time, I got distracted because I had to hustle to get my H.net HCL application in. HCL means Hanson Community Leader, H.net is Hanson.net, and the position was for a writer for the Hanson.net Music History Lesson. It's not paid, it's a volunteer thing but I'd be honored, frankly, so I'm hoping I get it. If you've read this, please cross your fingers, knock on wood, and pray that I get it!
The second time, I freaked because I saw that novacat was online- for about the first time in, oh, 5 months. That's not even an overexaggeration. He's been a bit of a ragamuffin on and off, so he's finally back and I missed him. (This is the moment where a humongous hug would be inserted, but yeah, this is my journal, not a face-to-face conversation.) He's planning on moving to New Zealand, is working four jobs (psycho), and dyed his hair blue. And just for the record, I know you're keeping something from me, David, and so help me I will throw your fish onto dry land if you don't fess up sooner or later. *sweet smile*
Anyway, those two reasons are why I didn't post sooner.
On Possibly Getting My Ass Fired
Yeah, so remember how I was just gonna call in Saturday and claim a personal day and miss that day at work?
Well, I did half of that. (The missing work part.) I forgot to call in until this morning (yikes!) and that could be grounds for firing me. I didn't get to talk to MY assistant manager yet, or my department manager, but right now I am so not enthused about going back to work tomorrow and dealing with whatever springs up. Ew! EWW!
On The Other Hand...
I might be getting a new job. A local veterinarian needs a secretary. Their office hours are from 8-5 Monday through Friday. I would have to get that one Wednesday off for the H----- concert, and hopefully he'd also give me the two days off for the art show, but all in all I think it would be perfect. Weekends off! Predictable hours! Probably better pay than Wal-mart! Maybe even benefits! Those who pray, do so. Now. Those who don't... You suck. Send me warm wishes and crossed fingers or something (not that I see their use).
On The Beach Boys
Yeah, I saw them. Yeah, they rocked, as in, really rocked, as in, whoa, those old guys can rock. The guitar soloist... Couldn't see him clearly but he looked A: really young, and B: kinda cute. Dunno, probably was old like all the rest but he didn't move like it and he was incredible on the guitar. Oh well!
Anyway, it was a gorgeous night down by the pier, and I had a grand ole time. I also saw "Updown Girls" with Brittany Murphy and that little girl from "I Am Sam"-- thought it wasn't too bad, wanted to punch the Aussie guy, and thought she could have done better, but no worries. Was entertaining. Also went on a seven mile walk from some town all the way out to Chateau St. Michelle and back. I love that place. I could live there.
On What You're All Waiting to Hear About
Northwest. Where to begin? The campus is very small, right in the middle of an upscale upper-middle class neighborhood populated by wealthy Microsofters and college professors. It's not a very big campus, but it's cozy. I was highly unimpressed with the dorms, which I think depressed my mom because she used to live there. Still, I couldn't handle how closed in and poorly lit they were. This girl needs natural light to grow! (And by grow, I don't mean get bigger. That would be disastrous.)
I thought that the people working there were quite nice. The financial aid guy had the cutest stutter and black circles around his eyes- quite the math/finances geek, but really quite sweet and very competent. He thought I could get a talent scholarship for theater if I was interested.
The other guy (tour guy/entry rep) was also very nice. I thought the book store was abysmal, and while the library was small it was also connected to five other local private school libraries, plus I can access the public libraries and UW libraries. So, it's not too destitute. Also, it's not a very long bus ride from the University District, which is where Ash and Geoff will be living.
I heard good and bad things about the English department. The good things are, the professors sound awesome. Open, friendly, unique, and excited about teaching. The bad thing is, the curriculum is not varied at all, and very few out-of-the-ordinary opportunities are available as far as education is concerned. It's nice, it's friendly, and it's not incompetent. It just isn't exciting.
However, they have mandatory chapel services three days a week, and frankly, it sounded kind of nice. They take attendance and everything. There is a gym/weight room, creepy looking/sounding dining area, and the nicest faculty I've ever met. I don't think that was connected too much to being alumni's kid or prospective student. Sometimes people just seem genuinely nice.
So, location wise, it's great. Faculty wise, another round of brownie points. Livability (if I live off campus, at least) is perfect. Spiritual growth meter is looking pretty high with some exceptions to denominational stuff and the attitudes of the students around me, but I really shouldn't even be taking either one into consideration. Curriculum is disappointing but not intolerable, and campus is small but secure. They're close to bus things, there are employment opportunities, lots to see and do, and just an overwhelming impression of comfort, safety, and niceness.
Not exciting, but pretty much everything I expected, with a positive spin on it.
Anyway, those are my impressions of Northwest. Now, if I can just get down to ORU to check things out.
There is probably more I could talk about, but I promised Mike I'd meet him at the track at eleven, and it's three till.
Well, I tried writing this. The first time, I got distracted because I had to hustle to get my H.net HCL application in. HCL means Hanson Community Leader, H.net is Hanson.net, and the position was for a writer for the Hanson.net Music History Lesson. It's not paid, it's a volunteer thing but I'd be honored, frankly, so I'm hoping I get it. If you've read this, please cross your fingers, knock on wood, and pray that I get it!
The second time, I freaked because I saw that novacat was online- for about the first time in, oh, 5 months. That's not even an overexaggeration. He's been a bit of a ragamuffin on and off, so he's finally back and I missed him. (This is the moment where a humongous hug would be inserted, but yeah, this is my journal, not a face-to-face conversation.) He's planning on moving to New Zealand, is working four jobs (psycho), and dyed his hair blue. And just for the record, I know you're keeping something from me, David, and so help me I will throw your fish onto dry land if you don't fess up sooner or later. *sweet smile*
Anyway, those two reasons are why I didn't post sooner.
On Possibly Getting My Ass Fired
Yeah, so remember how I was just gonna call in Saturday and claim a personal day and miss that day at work?
Well, I did half of that. (The missing work part.) I forgot to call in until this morning (yikes!) and that could be grounds for firing me. I didn't get to talk to MY assistant manager yet, or my department manager, but right now I am so not enthused about going back to work tomorrow and dealing with whatever springs up. Ew! EWW!
On The Other Hand...
I might be getting a new job. A local veterinarian needs a secretary. Their office hours are from 8-5 Monday through Friday. I would have to get that one Wednesday off for the H----- concert, and hopefully he'd also give me the two days off for the art show, but all in all I think it would be perfect. Weekends off! Predictable hours! Probably better pay than Wal-mart! Maybe even benefits! Those who pray, do so. Now. Those who don't... You suck. Send me warm wishes and crossed fingers or something (not that I see their use).
On The Beach Boys
Yeah, I saw them. Yeah, they rocked, as in, really rocked, as in, whoa, those old guys can rock. The guitar soloist... Couldn't see him clearly but he looked A: really young, and B: kinda cute. Dunno, probably was old like all the rest but he didn't move like it and he was incredible on the guitar. Oh well!
Anyway, it was a gorgeous night down by the pier, and I had a grand ole time. I also saw "Updown Girls" with Brittany Murphy and that little girl from "I Am Sam"-- thought it wasn't too bad, wanted to punch the Aussie guy, and thought she could have done better, but no worries. Was entertaining. Also went on a seven mile walk from some town all the way out to Chateau St. Michelle and back. I love that place. I could live there.
On What You're All Waiting to Hear About
Northwest. Where to begin? The campus is very small, right in the middle of an upscale upper-middle class neighborhood populated by wealthy Microsofters and college professors. It's not a very big campus, but it's cozy. I was highly unimpressed with the dorms, which I think depressed my mom because she used to live there. Still, I couldn't handle how closed in and poorly lit they were. This girl needs natural light to grow! (And by grow, I don't mean get bigger. That would be disastrous.)
I thought that the people working there were quite nice. The financial aid guy had the cutest stutter and black circles around his eyes- quite the math/finances geek, but really quite sweet and very competent. He thought I could get a talent scholarship for theater if I was interested.
The other guy (tour guy/entry rep) was also very nice. I thought the book store was abysmal, and while the library was small it was also connected to five other local private school libraries, plus I can access the public libraries and UW libraries. So, it's not too destitute. Also, it's not a very long bus ride from the University District, which is where Ash and Geoff will be living.
I heard good and bad things about the English department. The good things are, the professors sound awesome. Open, friendly, unique, and excited about teaching. The bad thing is, the curriculum is not varied at all, and very few out-of-the-ordinary opportunities are available as far as education is concerned. It's nice, it's friendly, and it's not incompetent. It just isn't exciting.
However, they have mandatory chapel services three days a week, and frankly, it sounded kind of nice. They take attendance and everything. There is a gym/weight room, creepy looking/sounding dining area, and the nicest faculty I've ever met. I don't think that was connected too much to being alumni's kid or prospective student. Sometimes people just seem genuinely nice.
So, location wise, it's great. Faculty wise, another round of brownie points. Livability (if I live off campus, at least) is perfect. Spiritual growth meter is looking pretty high with some exceptions to denominational stuff and the attitudes of the students around me, but I really shouldn't even be taking either one into consideration. Curriculum is disappointing but not intolerable, and campus is small but secure. They're close to bus things, there are employment opportunities, lots to see and do, and just an overwhelming impression of comfort, safety, and niceness.
Not exciting, but pretty much everything I expected, with a positive spin on it.
Anyway, those are my impressions of Northwest. Now, if I can just get down to ORU to check things out.
There is probably more I could talk about, but I promised Mike I'd meet him at the track at eleven, and it's three till.