I am slightly disturbed by this....
This passage is taken directly from the Ann Arbor Observer:
"Idosbucrum": Dreamland Theater. THis arts festivalette commemorates what Dreamland calls "Idosbucrum, a modern retelling of an ancient goat festival." (this is not where I have an issue) Includes performances by the elctronoise band Slow Children at Play and avant-garde "sound sculptor" Misha Grey. (Still not really disturbed... but good reader, read on.) Also, the Dreamland Puppet Troupe presents the Idosbucrum marionette pageant (we're still ok until...) People for the EROTIC TREATEMENT OF GOATS (here is my issue... oh yes... the erotic treatment of goats... seriously now... wtf?) representative Phil Fiertucker gives a talk, and Misha Grey, as reverand Shagwan of the imaginary Carnetarian Carnivalist Church, stands ready "to bless your chest." (not only are the speaking on the erotic treatment of goats... but you have to pay $10 to hear it.... I am disturbed slightly by this.)
I know I haven't kept up with my journal for a few days. It has been a little bit more difficult with my unreliable internet access, however I have found that I can access the net at the clubhouse for free and it's actually pretty cushy down here. I got called back about a job I would really like (yes, I am still unemployed) The owner's wife called me. She said he would call to set up an interview. I hope he does. I would be working for a silkscreening company. That would be interesting and keep me occupied for quite some time. I'd be the liason between the owners, employees, artists, and customers. I think that I could do it well. I have come to realize that I do, in fact, put all of my eggs in one basket. That would not necessarily be horrible if I didn't go running pell mell through the metaphorical streets swinging my basket of eggs like a five year old swinging her plastic purse as she skips around. I keep dropping my eggs... Oddly enough they have yet to squash... but they are cracking. I think I should be more careful. Maybe I should stop speaking in metaphor :) Naw... I wouldn't be as interesting. I mean, you can always play the game "what dumb ass metaphor will Kelly use to bitch about life today"
It is slightly distracting to have people simply galloping down the stairs to the Office Center. It's a little freaky. I have head phones on... so all you hear is this distant rumbling thunder and then BAM someone bounds through the doors.
Today I think I shall make muffins. Nice, warm, tasty chocolate chip muffins. I returned all our cans and bought an oven thermometer with the money I got back. One would think that a poor kid with no job would hold on to money, lest something happen where she needs some money... Nope I buy an oven thermometer. I mean, What am I going to do it I can't bake or cook? Granted I can't afford the food to do such things... but hey, there is some stuff in the house. I can just work with that until I'm all out and by then hopefully this guy will have called me back and I'll have a job.
I'm not sleeping well again. I think I shall blame my pillows today. One of them is hard.. the other is squooshy. So you have the squooshy one on top, but your head just sinks into the hard one... not comfy. Grrrrr. Ah wel... The list of things to buy one I get a job is getting longer and longer...
laptop bag (so I can stop throwing my baby into my unpadded back pack and praying I don't smash it to bits.
oil change
new side view mirror
Serpentine belt BEFORE it goes esplodey in my engine
film/ developing (hey I gotta have a vice ok... well more than one really)
PS2 since Pat wants his back and I have to give it up this weekend... Sigh.... I just found my game :(
USB mouse (though I think my dad is sending me one)
a mocha
Anywho, I need to save up so I can buy some stuff for valentine's day. I want to bake a cake for Amy and the office. I think I could probably make one from scratch.. We might have most of the stuff I need. I might even be able to get away with making the frosting from scratch... as long as we have food coloring. :) I wanted to make a red velvet heart shaped cake with white icing and red star trim. It's been a while since I've decorated cakes so I'm starting small.
I remember when I made chris the OEF cake for his birthday... That was funny :) Ok Zech... you were right, I do have some good memories... just not about certain people...so the time wasn't an absolute waste. I wonder what else I can bake. There is a folk artist performing at the library tonight. I wonder if I can find anyone who would want to go. I'm sure no one but me would be particularly interested. It's just this guy playing traditional Appalacian instruments and music. I think it would be neat, but I did do a little folklore study in college. We'll see.
"Idosbucrum": Dreamland Theater. THis arts festivalette commemorates what Dreamland calls "Idosbucrum, a modern retelling of an ancient goat festival." (this is not where I have an issue) Includes performances by the elctronoise band Slow Children at Play and avant-garde "sound sculptor" Misha Grey. (Still not really disturbed... but good reader, read on.) Also, the Dreamland Puppet Troupe presents the Idosbucrum marionette pageant (we're still ok until...) People for the EROTIC TREATEMENT OF GOATS (here is my issue... oh yes... the erotic treatment of goats... seriously now... wtf?) representative Phil Fiertucker gives a talk, and Misha Grey, as reverand Shagwan of the imaginary Carnetarian Carnivalist Church, stands ready "to bless your chest." (not only are the speaking on the erotic treatment of goats... but you have to pay $10 to hear it.... I am disturbed slightly by this.)
I know I haven't kept up with my journal for a few days. It has been a little bit more difficult with my unreliable internet access, however I have found that I can access the net at the clubhouse for free and it's actually pretty cushy down here. I got called back about a job I would really like (yes, I am still unemployed) The owner's wife called me. She said he would call to set up an interview. I hope he does. I would be working for a silkscreening company. That would be interesting and keep me occupied for quite some time. I'd be the liason between the owners, employees, artists, and customers. I think that I could do it well. I have come to realize that I do, in fact, put all of my eggs in one basket. That would not necessarily be horrible if I didn't go running pell mell through the metaphorical streets swinging my basket of eggs like a five year old swinging her plastic purse as she skips around. I keep dropping my eggs... Oddly enough they have yet to squash... but they are cracking. I think I should be more careful. Maybe I should stop speaking in metaphor :) Naw... I wouldn't be as interesting. I mean, you can always play the game "what dumb ass metaphor will Kelly use to bitch about life today"
It is slightly distracting to have people simply galloping down the stairs to the Office Center. It's a little freaky. I have head phones on... so all you hear is this distant rumbling thunder and then BAM someone bounds through the doors.
Today I think I shall make muffins. Nice, warm, tasty chocolate chip muffins. I returned all our cans and bought an oven thermometer with the money I got back. One would think that a poor kid with no job would hold on to money, lest something happen where she needs some money... Nope I buy an oven thermometer. I mean, What am I going to do it I can't bake or cook? Granted I can't afford the food to do such things... but hey, there is some stuff in the house. I can just work with that until I'm all out and by then hopefully this guy will have called me back and I'll have a job.
I'm not sleeping well again. I think I shall blame my pillows today. One of them is hard.. the other is squooshy. So you have the squooshy one on top, but your head just sinks into the hard one... not comfy. Grrrrr. Ah wel... The list of things to buy one I get a job is getting longer and longer...
laptop bag (so I can stop throwing my baby into my unpadded back pack and praying I don't smash it to bits.
oil change
new side view mirror
Serpentine belt BEFORE it goes esplodey in my engine
film/ developing (hey I gotta have a vice ok... well more than one really)
PS2 since Pat wants his back and I have to give it up this weekend... Sigh.... I just found my game :(
USB mouse (though I think my dad is sending me one)
a mocha
Anywho, I need to save up so I can buy some stuff for valentine's day. I want to bake a cake for Amy and the office. I think I could probably make one from scratch.. We might have most of the stuff I need. I might even be able to get away with making the frosting from scratch... as long as we have food coloring. :) I wanted to make a red velvet heart shaped cake with white icing and red star trim. It's been a while since I've decorated cakes so I'm starting small.
I remember when I made chris the OEF cake for his birthday... That was funny :) Ok Zech... you were right, I do have some good memories... just not about certain people...so the time wasn't an absolute waste. I wonder what else I can bake. There is a folk artist performing at the library tonight. I wonder if I can find anyone who would want to go. I'm sure no one but me would be particularly interested. It's just this guy playing traditional Appalacian instruments and music. I think it would be neat, but I did do a little folklore study in college. We'll see.