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Bah. I am never staying up until 3:30am watching clips of The Daily Show from 1999 and Strangers With Candy season 1 again!
I woke up at 9am, crawled out of the fort to close the blinds, FELL on the corner of my painful bed spring top thing reaching for one of the blinds, and bruised my inner thigh and elbow. Ouch. Good thing Tess was sleeping at a friends, I screamed a lot.
Went back to bed to have WEIRD fucking dreams about my cousin, uncle, brother, Lark, and other people until I woke up again at 12:30pm.
I don't like this. I miss waking up at 8am roaring and ready to go. Ahhh summer will be glorious.
To make up for it, I showered and headed straight to the library, got some work done, then walked to Oz park to read on a blanket :)
I called home, too. Apparently, a hardcore Republican woman my dad works with was telling him about how her husband has been laid off, but their benefits have just increased or something, and she's so grateful, and they were really scared, and such. My dad's response was, "Wow, aren't you glad Barack Obama is President?!" and she got all huffy. He eventually said that he was glad they will be okay and everything. I thought that was funny, though.
My dad has worked at Soo Line Credit Union with Canadian Pacific Railway for thirty years. He is forty-eight and a half years old. In the last thirty years my mom has worked at a nursing home, as a neighborhood day care provider (my personal favorite of her jobs), a DK book seller, and as an accountant at three different companies. I think I'll end up more like my mom, career wise :/ My dad is freaking in love with his job, loves trains, is good at it, likes his boss and the people he works with, but man. I think I'd go crazy. Or maybe I just don't know what I'm passionate about enough to spend 30 years in the same place doing it.
HEY KELLY!!!
Anyway, I have some revising work to finish and then I'm going to read more of Savoir-Flair and Cradle to Cradle.
OH! I was telling my mom about one of the articles I read yesterday about sustainable school design, and she mentioned this monolithic dome school in Grand Meadow, MN where my dad's family grew up (sort of). I looked it up online, and it's not sustainably designed, but it is interesting. By which I mean it's TERRIFYING. Can you imagine sitting in a dome for 7 hours a day?
“We know the pros and cons,” Meschke continued. He said that in the Grand Meadow project, some people want windows in the domes so that’s a weak kind of con. To solve it, Meschke is meeting with the district to see if their budget will allow windows. “Possibly, we’ll be able to put them in the elementary school dome. But actually many schools these days are constructing windowless classrooms,” Meschke said.
No windows! Seriously?! Agh! It says that there are windows in the little corridors between dorms, but if those 3 minutes of passing time are the only chance you get to look outside....how terrible! Look at the pictures, everything is so sterile and white and uncreative. My mom said we could stop in Grand Meadow when we see my grandparents this summer, and I really want to scope it out. And ask someone why they didn't put windows in.
I woke up at 9am, crawled out of the fort to close the blinds, FELL on the corner of my painful bed spring top thing reaching for one of the blinds, and bruised my inner thigh and elbow. Ouch. Good thing Tess was sleeping at a friends, I screamed a lot.
Went back to bed to have WEIRD fucking dreams about my cousin, uncle, brother, Lark, and other people until I woke up again at 12:30pm.
I don't like this. I miss waking up at 8am roaring and ready to go. Ahhh summer will be glorious.
To make up for it, I showered and headed straight to the library, got some work done, then walked to Oz park to read on a blanket :)
I called home, too. Apparently, a hardcore Republican woman my dad works with was telling him about how her husband has been laid off, but their benefits have just increased or something, and she's so grateful, and they were really scared, and such. My dad's response was, "Wow, aren't you glad Barack Obama is President?!" and she got all huffy. He eventually said that he was glad they will be okay and everything. I thought that was funny, though.
My dad has worked at Soo Line Credit Union with Canadian Pacific Railway for thirty years. He is forty-eight and a half years old. In the last thirty years my mom has worked at a nursing home, as a neighborhood day care provider (my personal favorite of her jobs), a DK book seller, and as an accountant at three different companies. I think I'll end up more like my mom, career wise :/ My dad is freaking in love with his job, loves trains, is good at it, likes his boss and the people he works with, but man. I think I'd go crazy. Or maybe I just don't know what I'm passionate about enough to spend 30 years in the same place doing it.
HEY KELLY!!!
Anyway, I have some revising work to finish and then I'm going to read more of Savoir-Flair and Cradle to Cradle.
OH! I was telling my mom about one of the articles I read yesterday about sustainable school design, and she mentioned this monolithic dome school in Grand Meadow, MN where my dad's family grew up (sort of). I looked it up online, and it's not sustainably designed, but it is interesting. By which I mean it's TERRIFYING. Can you imagine sitting in a dome for 7 hours a day?
“We know the pros and cons,” Meschke continued. He said that in the Grand Meadow project, some people want windows in the domes so that’s a weak kind of con. To solve it, Meschke is meeting with the district to see if their budget will allow windows. “Possibly, we’ll be able to put them in the elementary school dome. But actually many schools these days are constructing windowless classrooms,” Meschke said.
No windows! Seriously?! Agh! It says that there are windows in the little corridors between dorms, but if those 3 minutes of passing time are the only chance you get to look outside....how terrible! Look at the pictures, everything is so sterile and white and uncreative. My mom said we could stop in Grand Meadow when we see my grandparents this summer, and I really want to scope it out. And ask someone why they didn't put windows in.