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Aug. 30th, 2002
Done and done
Aug. 30th, 2002 02:34 pmYay! No more doctor!
But I'm suddenly paralyzed by odd Thai cravings, and the wealth of food options. I just snarfed down the pear I brought this morning (Oh, pear! Such bliss you brought me! Such sweetness did touch my tongue and trickle down my throat! How I mourn your short existence!) and it's gone! No more sweet, lovely, organic, Market produce pear.
I want to hunt down small dogs - it'd be easier than deciding what to eat.
And cheap. Small, roving dogs (I wouldn't stoop to nabbing the ones that are on leashes - too easy as prey.) are free!
Oh, but no barbeque at the house yet. And small-dog-sushi? Not my thing.
But I'm suddenly paralyzed by odd Thai cravings, and the wealth of food options. I just snarfed down the pear I brought this morning (Oh, pear! Such bliss you brought me! Such sweetness did touch my tongue and trickle down my throat! How I mourn your short existence!) and it's gone! No more sweet, lovely, organic, Market produce pear.
I want to hunt down small dogs - it'd be easier than deciding what to eat.
And cheap. Small, roving dogs (I wouldn't stoop to nabbing the ones that are on leashes - too easy as prey.) are free!
Oh, but no barbeque at the house yet. And small-dog-sushi? Not my thing.
I'm often reluctant
Aug. 30th, 2002 04:10 pm...to share my wants at work with my boss. It's not like working at the Foundation, where for the first couple of years at least, it was want, order, have. It's the U, and while our department doesn't rely on state funds, we certainly don't have an unlimited budget.
So I'm cautious about what I approach him seriously with, and while I joke about geekcruises, I make sure the two-day Mac seminar is worth my time and his money. I make cracks about how much use he has for his shiny new iMac, and how good it would look on my desk, but when choosing between asking for a new cd-rw for the macs and asking for Toast for the server, which already has a cd-rw, I ask for the software.
Fortunately, Bob kicks ass, and goes for the usb cd-rw anyway. And he recognizes when I put in the extra time to help my users - tells me I earned my cookie that I bought when I finally scrounged lunch down in the cafeteria. Go me!
So I'm cautious about what I approach him seriously with, and while I joke about geekcruises, I make sure the two-day Mac seminar is worth my time and his money. I make cracks about how much use he has for his shiny new iMac, and how good it would look on my desk, but when choosing between asking for a new cd-rw for the macs and asking for Toast for the server, which already has a cd-rw, I ask for the software.
Fortunately, Bob kicks ass, and goes for the usb cd-rw anyway. And he recognizes when I put in the extra time to help my users - tells me I earned my cookie that I bought when I finally scrounged lunch down in the cafeteria. Go me!
Friday Five
Aug. 30th, 2002 05:36 pmLast Friday:
1. What is your current occupation? Is this what you chose to be doing at this point in your life? Why or why not?
I'm a Tech Support Analyst. I'd have to say yes - I sort of fell into computer work, but I definitely tracked toward customer support. If I didn't talk to anyone during the day, I'd go nuts.
2. If time/talent/money were no object, what would your dream occupation be?
I'd probably write. But I might take a part-time job at a local library, just to get in my people-time. I might start adopting or fostering children, as the money and my time allowed.
3. What did/do your parents do for a living? Has this had any influence on your career choices?
Dad owned his own business as long as I can remember, and is now a project manager, but he primarily identifies as a salesman. That just made me completely reject it as a career, because I'm so much more reserved than he is. He's completely cool, but his career is not mine. Mom's a homemaker and an artist, and her pursuit of art in all its myriad forms has really opened my eyes to colors and textures and... um, nope. Not her, either. Didn't get married and have babies.
4. Have you ever had to choose between having a career and having a family?
Not yet.
5. In your opinion, what is the easiest job in the world? What is the hardest? Why?
Easiest: the idle rich. You don't have to do anything but practice your breathing. Hardest: child prostitute. That just destroys people on the inside and the outside.
This Friday:
1. What's your favorite piece of clothing that you currently own?
I have a pair of butter-soft, brown leather pants. They're really soft and comfortable and sexy. I got them for $20 at a consignment shop, which is such an incredible deal. There's only one problem. They fit when I bought them, and now they're a size too big. Leather pants! And too big! (stop laughing) They sort of fall off my hips and hang off my ass right now, which is a little too hootchie-ish for me.
2. What piece of clothing do you most want to acquire?
Those same pants in black, in the correct size. For the same price. I'll probably sooner win the lottery.
3. What piece of clothing can you not bring yourself to get rid of? Why?
Said leather pants. They were such a *deal*, and so cool and if I ever actually gain weight, or have a month when I'm all bloat-y, then I'll still have something sexy and cool. They're leather pants! How can I get rid of them!
4. What piece of clothing do you look your best in?
Not the leather pants. Not anymore. *mourns*
This is a hard one, because I finally have good looking clothes now. Depends on the look, I suppose. I dress up real nice in my brown interview suit, but for casual, I think I grace a sarong particularly well. Anything that emphasizes my height and my curves without really revealing that I don't have long and slender legs or a long and slender waist or a long and slender neck or anything really long and slender except my hair.
5. What has been your biggest fashion accident?
Good lord. We're delving into high school here, when I had absolutely no fashion sense. I'd just come out of ten years of school uniforms, and I had a bright red, slightly oversized cotton sweater. I look at pictures and just cringe, 'cause red isn't one of my better colors, I was winter -pale, and just... no. Talk to me about high school and fashion and I'll stick my fingers in my ears - lalalalala.
1. What is your current occupation? Is this what you chose to be doing at this point in your life? Why or why not?
I'm a Tech Support Analyst. I'd have to say yes - I sort of fell into computer work, but I definitely tracked toward customer support. If I didn't talk to anyone during the day, I'd go nuts.
2. If time/talent/money were no object, what would your dream occupation be?
I'd probably write. But I might take a part-time job at a local library, just to get in my people-time. I might start adopting or fostering children, as the money and my time allowed.
3. What did/do your parents do for a living? Has this had any influence on your career choices?
Dad owned his own business as long as I can remember, and is now a project manager, but he primarily identifies as a salesman. That just made me completely reject it as a career, because I'm so much more reserved than he is. He's completely cool, but his career is not mine. Mom's a homemaker and an artist, and her pursuit of art in all its myriad forms has really opened my eyes to colors and textures and... um, nope. Not her, either. Didn't get married and have babies.
4. Have you ever had to choose between having a career and having a family?
Not yet.
5. In your opinion, what is the easiest job in the world? What is the hardest? Why?
Easiest: the idle rich. You don't have to do anything but practice your breathing. Hardest: child prostitute. That just destroys people on the inside and the outside.
This Friday:
1. What's your favorite piece of clothing that you currently own?
I have a pair of butter-soft, brown leather pants. They're really soft and comfortable and sexy. I got them for $20 at a consignment shop, which is such an incredible deal. There's only one problem. They fit when I bought them, and now they're a size too big. Leather pants! And too big! (stop laughing) They sort of fall off my hips and hang off my ass right now, which is a little too hootchie-ish for me.
2. What piece of clothing do you most want to acquire?
Those same pants in black, in the correct size. For the same price. I'll probably sooner win the lottery.
3. What piece of clothing can you not bring yourself to get rid of? Why?
Said leather pants. They were such a *deal*, and so cool and if I ever actually gain weight, or have a month when I'm all bloat-y, then I'll still have something sexy and cool. They're leather pants! How can I get rid of them!
4. What piece of clothing do you look your best in?
Not the leather pants. Not anymore. *mourns*
This is a hard one, because I finally have good looking clothes now. Depends on the look, I suppose. I dress up real nice in my brown interview suit, but for casual, I think I grace a sarong particularly well. Anything that emphasizes my height and my curves without really revealing that I don't have long and slender legs or a long and slender waist or a long and slender neck or anything really long and slender except my hair.
5. What has been your biggest fashion accident?
Good lord. We're delving into high school here, when I had absolutely no fashion sense. I'd just come out of ten years of school uniforms, and I had a bright red, slightly oversized cotton sweater. I look at pictures and just cringe, 'cause red isn't one of my better colors, I was winter -pale, and just... no. Talk to me about high school and fashion and I'll stick my fingers in my ears - lalalalala.
I'm not done!
Aug. 30th, 2002 06:00 pmI don't want to go home just yet - I haven't wired my room, and that might not happen until next week. I'm watching/listening to this interview of Lance that he did at NASA yesterday. (from here)
Eee! Lance! In Space! He spoke Russian, and he has such an American accent, it's not funny. It's so endearing how much he's pushing education, and the three-time cosmonaut next to him is pushing it, considering how little formal education he has. He's journalling - has been since training started in June. He's such a good public speaker - he knows what the kids are interested in, and how they want to hear the answers from him. Plus, he's not quite as monotone as the other speakers. Oh, and the close quarters. He's so adorable.
I'm all broken. Russian. Space-geek. Math and science.
(For the record, he said 'Ya panimayu parusski ni monoga'. Literally it's 'I understand Russian not much' or a little less direct: 'I only understand a little Russian.')
Eee! Lance! In Space! He spoke Russian, and he has such an American accent, it's not funny. It's so endearing how much he's pushing education, and the three-time cosmonaut next to him is pushing it, considering how little formal education he has. He's journalling - has been since training started in June. He's such a good public speaker - he knows what the kids are interested in, and how they want to hear the answers from him. Plus, he's not quite as monotone as the other speakers. Oh, and the close quarters. He's so adorable.
I'm all broken. Russian. Space-geek. Math and science.
(For the record, he said 'Ya panimayu parusski ni monoga'. Literally it's 'I understand Russian not much' or a little less direct: 'I only understand a little Russian.')