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note to self:
a 9-to-5 job is not the place for me. I haven't been here a week and I'm about to die (or else have yet to learn how to cope).
I did finish my first project this morning and now call myself a graphic designer. I made a cover for a binder that will is going to display at some conference. had to find all the graphics, logos, templates, etc online and arrange them aesthetically. it took me about a day's worth of work. when it was all printed and approved, I felt really good.
now: searching for names and addresses of anyone and everyone in certain government positions in many cities and counties in this state. HOW TEDIOUS. it makes me want to cry a little... or at least schedule that free massage my dad bought a coupon for.
went to the gym this morning for the first time in about a week and a half. gah. but Bally has cardio bellydancing and salsa classes on a couple of evenings, so monday and friday after work I'll get to go dance: exciting. also I need to find that stuff about contra and ceilis again. no way I'm not going to those all summer. nanerean, wanna come along again? Anybody else?
woke up, went babysitting. five kids running around in a room full of toys for two hours. maybe an hour and a half. thankfully there were no tantrums, just requests for sippy cups of water I didn't have. Mom says she'll give me 20 bucks (the miser). it ran later than I expected by like half an hour. we drove a lady home, as she is legally blind and didn't take the bus home. she didn't realize that mom was my mom. (I could have been getting a ride home as well, i suppose.)
then we came home, and hung with clay, and jo showed up. we went to the farmers' market, sampled lovely fare all over, and then had light lunch at The Oven. jo and i split a beer. it was lovely.
off to the people's fair. we didn't see the step dancing, as we'd planned to do, but we did do lots of browsing. i learned the jews for jesus' reasoning: culturally they are Jewish but religiously they are christian. so basically they believe in jesus while they recite Shabbat blessings. I didn't have the strength to sit and argue with them, so we walked away. hit up the organic sample area, where Jo and I complained about american yogurt (Irish and Polish yogurts are a lot more like the drinkable yogurt than your average Yoplait).
as we sat in the grass in the park and chatted, i got a phone call that nancy probably had an hour left to live. (turns out, she had about four.) but mom said there was nothing I could do up there, so not to come over.
we left to go to bodyworlds by way of walgreens, where we found needed supplies and white chocolate M&Ms. fabulous.
bodyworlds! so cool.
I was expecting it to be more like an art exhibit, just showing the plastinated people like statues, but it did indeed befit a museum. it was one big display of life-sciencey stuff after another. it explained all of the organs in each display, showed tumors and tar accumulation and hemorrhage sites and everything. the tumors, I will admit, got to me a couple of times. lung cancer's what Nancy had, and also cancer in her pituitary that spread to the brain lining. she was never a smoker. also, tumors that had metastasized to the heart, stomach, and other organs: that's what happened to Danny back when I was in 5th grade.
the highlight may have been the systems of capillaries he was able to extract. the liver's blood vessel system is the most fascinating and complex thing. what a work of art is man.
the lowlight: hearing a mommy lecturing her children: "see that 3-month-old fetus? that's a life."
the reason it's in the exhibit, for one thing, is because it died of natural causes, as far as dr. von hagens could determine. and also, it's just the anti-abortion propaganda they're pushing onto the six-year-olds. it's their own family, granted, so they can make their own decisions, but I just hope that mommy and child are never dictating what I can and can't do with my body.
they did have a pregnant lady who realized that she may not be around long enough to carry her baby to term and volunteered herself and the five-month-old fetus, too. what a very novel way to see pregnancy.
the "ask the experts" table was fun. I talked to a cute guy about where fat is stored in the body (it's most-all just under the skin) and about the difference (there isn't much) between muscles actively moving and passively being moved. the muscles would contract anyhow, it's just that with the mind set to flexing, as for showoff purposes, the muscles also get tighter and engorge with blood, which clearly can't be induced once the body is dead.
and it was just overall very, very cool.
oh! highlight: at the end, clay hands me a form with a bodyworlds header and the text "VOLUNTEER" on the top of it.
naturally, I assume it's a form to volunteer your body to donate.
in actuality, it is a form to help out at the exhibit.
that freaked me out heartily.
another highlight: camel is kosher by default, I think? they chew their cud and have cloven hoofs. learned that from the plastinated camels on display.
after that, the session for a li'l while. on the way there was when I got the phone call about nance.
we saw jo's mom and sister, which was cool. Marisa has broken a metatarsal and couldn't dance or skate in a couple of big competitions. we got chips and toasties, and by my request sang The Parting Glass. and then home early for family time. yeah.
today has been the day of sue sharing too much info with me in an attempt to be chummy and convivial. oh, well.
and the BOAT!
okay, it's green. like, bright crayon green. with yellow trim.
it is very dusty.
it comes with two blue-bladed spoon oars.
the footplates are comPLETEly old-school: wood bases, leather tops and laces. gah.
the topdecks are plastic, not fiberglass. odd.
the paint is cracked in many places. however, we think it's just the paint and not something deeper.
when at dinner dad and i mentioned i might be getting a scull, zach totally thought hamlet. therefore, if we own this boat, she shall be named Yorick. and be green.
a 9-to-5 job is not the place for me. I haven't been here a week and I'm about to die (or else have yet to learn how to cope).
I did finish my first project this morning and now call myself a graphic designer. I made a cover for a binder that will is going to display at some conference. had to find all the graphics, logos, templates, etc online and arrange them aesthetically. it took me about a day's worth of work. when it was all printed and approved, I felt really good.
now: searching for names and addresses of anyone and everyone in certain government positions in many cities and counties in this state. HOW TEDIOUS. it makes me want to cry a little... or at least schedule that free massage my dad bought a coupon for.
went to the gym this morning for the first time in about a week and a half. gah. but Bally has cardio bellydancing and salsa classes on a couple of evenings, so monday and friday after work I'll get to go dance: exciting. also I need to find that stuff about contra and ceilis again. no way I'm not going to those all summer. nanerean, wanna come along again? Anybody else?
woke up, went babysitting. five kids running around in a room full of toys for two hours. maybe an hour and a half. thankfully there were no tantrums, just requests for sippy cups of water I didn't have. Mom says she'll give me 20 bucks (the miser). it ran later than I expected by like half an hour. we drove a lady home, as she is legally blind and didn't take the bus home. she didn't realize that mom was my mom. (I could have been getting a ride home as well, i suppose.)
then we came home, and hung with clay, and jo showed up. we went to the farmers' market, sampled lovely fare all over, and then had light lunch at The Oven. jo and i split a beer. it was lovely.
off to the people's fair. we didn't see the step dancing, as we'd planned to do, but we did do lots of browsing. i learned the jews for jesus' reasoning: culturally they are Jewish but religiously they are christian. so basically they believe in jesus while they recite Shabbat blessings. I didn't have the strength to sit and argue with them, so we walked away. hit up the organic sample area, where Jo and I complained about american yogurt (Irish and Polish yogurts are a lot more like the drinkable yogurt than your average Yoplait).
as we sat in the grass in the park and chatted, i got a phone call that nancy probably had an hour left to live. (turns out, she had about four.) but mom said there was nothing I could do up there, so not to come over.
we left to go to bodyworlds by way of walgreens, where we found needed supplies and white chocolate M&Ms. fabulous.
bodyworlds! so cool.
I was expecting it to be more like an art exhibit, just showing the plastinated people like statues, but it did indeed befit a museum. it was one big display of life-sciencey stuff after another. it explained all of the organs in each display, showed tumors and tar accumulation and hemorrhage sites and everything. the tumors, I will admit, got to me a couple of times. lung cancer's what Nancy had, and also cancer in her pituitary that spread to the brain lining. she was never a smoker. also, tumors that had metastasized to the heart, stomach, and other organs: that's what happened to Danny back when I was in 5th grade.
the highlight may have been the systems of capillaries he was able to extract. the liver's blood vessel system is the most fascinating and complex thing. what a work of art is man.
the lowlight: hearing a mommy lecturing her children: "see that 3-month-old fetus? that's a life."
the reason it's in the exhibit, for one thing, is because it died of natural causes, as far as dr. von hagens could determine. and also, it's just the anti-abortion propaganda they're pushing onto the six-year-olds. it's their own family, granted, so they can make their own decisions, but I just hope that mommy and child are never dictating what I can and can't do with my body.
they did have a pregnant lady who realized that she may not be around long enough to carry her baby to term and volunteered herself and the five-month-old fetus, too. what a very novel way to see pregnancy.
the "ask the experts" table was fun. I talked to a cute guy about where fat is stored in the body (it's most-all just under the skin) and about the difference (there isn't much) between muscles actively moving and passively being moved. the muscles would contract anyhow, it's just that with the mind set to flexing, as for showoff purposes, the muscles also get tighter and engorge with blood, which clearly can't be induced once the body is dead.
and it was just overall very, very cool.
oh! highlight: at the end, clay hands me a form with a bodyworlds header and the text "VOLUNTEER" on the top of it.
naturally, I assume it's a form to volunteer your body to donate.
in actuality, it is a form to help out at the exhibit.
that freaked me out heartily.
another highlight: camel is kosher by default, I think? they chew their cud and have cloven hoofs. learned that from the plastinated camels on display.
after that, the session for a li'l while. on the way there was when I got the phone call about nance.
we saw jo's mom and sister, which was cool. Marisa has broken a metatarsal and couldn't dance or skate in a couple of big competitions. we got chips and toasties, and by my request sang The Parting Glass. and then home early for family time. yeah.
today has been the day of sue sharing too much info with me in an attempt to be chummy and convivial. oh, well.
and the BOAT!
okay, it's green. like, bright crayon green. with yellow trim.
it is very dusty.
it comes with two blue-bladed spoon oars.
the footplates are comPLETEly old-school: wood bases, leather tops and laces. gah.
the topdecks are plastic, not fiberglass. odd.
the paint is cracked in many places. however, we think it's just the paint and not something deeper.
when at dinner dad and i mentioned i might be getting a scull, zach totally thought hamlet. therefore, if we own this boat, she shall be named Yorick. and be green.