Fire!!!
Holy singed eyelashes, batman! Yes, we had a bonfire on the property today. Not a big one, just a mini-one. A practice for the big hurrah on Memorial Day, you could say. Learned a few things. 1. Don't try to put out the grass fire while the wind is blowing soot in your eyes...it burns. 2. If you stay too close to the heat for too long, you will singe your eyelashes, making them a bit shorter, and causing them to curl every which way. 3. It take a long time for that much wood to go out. 4. Wear layers.
Lessons learned, it was a fun time. We made even more piles to burn, though the ones we made won't be the ones we burn on Memorial Day weekend...not unless we are really ambitious, and have more in the way of fire prevention materials on hand. My brother works like a fiend. I think he doesn't like to sit still. I mostly played with kerosene, paper, and sticks, and carried fire around on the end of my burned stick, lighting other things on fire. Pyro? Who, me?
Wednesday, May 05, 2004
And the beat marched on
The raindrops are goign splitter splatter outside the window, I can't hear them, but I know that sound well. The pace is frantic, and the noise is probably a bit squishy, from the water that hasn't drained off the sidewalk to make room for the next drop to fall from grace. Inside the tempo of coworkers talking, phones ringing, and people walking by my desk sets a more relaxed tempo, one of monotony. Inside my head, my thoughts are swirling around in a whirlpool. Get this done, make sure you have that with you, here is the deadline, etc...
It's finals time again. I feel I should write a poem or an epigram. I am just not so inclined. The beat of time marches on, and for once, I'm content to just sit her and let it sweep me up. I'll finish my paper tonight, after dark sometime, it's due tomorrow. I'm hoping there will be a thunderstorm so I can take a break and go play in the rain. I have a final next Wednesday in O-chem. I really should study, but I think I'll wait to worry about that til next monday or tuesday. Yup, I'm rather relaxed this time around. Relaxed or lazy or just stuck in a well of contentment and monotony that this week is like the one before and the one after, and I don't have to worry about it, just do what I do, and spend most of my time daydreaming.
That's where I have been the last two weeks...daydreaming and reading. I'm sure I have been doing other things-like visiting Jenni in St. Cloud (great times), and chillin w/ friends in the cities, and other stuff. But right now, with my belly full of food, and a good CD playing and another 3.5 hrs of monotonous work and meetings in front of me, I'm content to just daydream, and do data entry stuff, and drink my koolaid. A nap would be nice too.
The raindrops are goign splitter splatter outside the window, I can't hear them, but I know that sound well. The pace is frantic, and the noise is probably a bit squishy, from the water that hasn't drained off the sidewalk to make room for the next drop to fall from grace. Inside the tempo of coworkers talking, phones ringing, and people walking by my desk sets a more relaxed tempo, one of monotony. Inside my head, my thoughts are swirling around in a whirlpool. Get this done, make sure you have that with you, here is the deadline, etc...
It's finals time again. I feel I should write a poem or an epigram. I am just not so inclined. The beat of time marches on, and for once, I'm content to just sit her and let it sweep me up. I'll finish my paper tonight, after dark sometime, it's due tomorrow. I'm hoping there will be a thunderstorm so I can take a break and go play in the rain. I have a final next Wednesday in O-chem. I really should study, but I think I'll wait to worry about that til next monday or tuesday. Yup, I'm rather relaxed this time around. Relaxed or lazy or just stuck in a well of contentment and monotony that this week is like the one before and the one after, and I don't have to worry about it, just do what I do, and spend most of my time daydreaming.
That's where I have been the last two weeks...daydreaming and reading. I'm sure I have been doing other things-like visiting Jenni in St. Cloud (great times), and chillin w/ friends in the cities, and other stuff. But right now, with my belly full of food, and a good CD playing and another 3.5 hrs of monotonous work and meetings in front of me, I'm content to just daydream, and do data entry stuff, and drink my koolaid. A nap would be nice too.
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
Sun and Storms
It was again a hectic, and fun weekend. I drove back to Green Bay w/ Chris, and we got into town about dinner time on Friday. He and Katie and I went out for dinner, and then I went home, talked to the parents and their friends, and then changed and went out to the martini bar in town. I had a chocolate covered cherry martini. Pretty good. It was crowded and loud in the bar, and there was no eye candy to distract me from the hives I got thursday night and still had Friday night, so we left and went to our homes. Early night, but I stayed up reading to make sure I didn't wake up too early :P
Saturday I did laundry and reformatted my parents computer (one problem, I forgot to download the modem drivers before I left the cities, so they don't have internet access right now. Mom has it at work, so we're kosher til I get home with the new modem and drivers for their computer. We went north in the afternoon to work on the property, well walk on it anyway. It turned out to be a glorious day, and walking was fun. I tripped in a few gopher/badger/prairie dog/ground squirrel holes...I didn't see the critter, so I can't tell you what made them. They're new this year though. Later on we saw a bunch of deer sign, and tracks. After we left, we saw a wolf lope onto the property, and a red-shouldered hawk. It was indeed a good day.
Sunday was a frantic attempt to download drivers at my mom's workplace, only to learn that the program to unzip them was too big for the floppy disks I had, and they had no burner, and none of the computers had a zip drive....Chris and I left Green Bay by noon to get to a good local rock show in the cities. MAN! it was one windy drive back. I few times it felt as though my car was lifted up by some invisible hand and set in the other lane, w/out me doing anything.
The show rocked, but it was pretty rushed. Each band got a 30 min set, and two rooms were going at the same time. It was still good fun, I hadn't seen Seconds Before or Align lived yet. About 7 or so we took a break and ran upstairs to get a drink, and that's when we realized it was storming. Really storming. I wished the place had reentry so I could go out and play in the rain and puddles, and then come back in for the last band. I'm sure noone would have wanted to stand by me, but it would have left me plenty of room to watch dna! I love playing in the rain, next time I'm gonna get drenched!
It was again a hectic, and fun weekend. I drove back to Green Bay w/ Chris, and we got into town about dinner time on Friday. He and Katie and I went out for dinner, and then I went home, talked to the parents and their friends, and then changed and went out to the martini bar in town. I had a chocolate covered cherry martini. Pretty good. It was crowded and loud in the bar, and there was no eye candy to distract me from the hives I got thursday night and still had Friday night, so we left and went to our homes. Early night, but I stayed up reading to make sure I didn't wake up too early :P
Saturday I did laundry and reformatted my parents computer (one problem, I forgot to download the modem drivers before I left the cities, so they don't have internet access right now. Mom has it at work, so we're kosher til I get home with the new modem and drivers for their computer. We went north in the afternoon to work on the property, well walk on it anyway. It turned out to be a glorious day, and walking was fun. I tripped in a few gopher/badger/prairie dog/ground squirrel holes...I didn't see the critter, so I can't tell you what made them. They're new this year though. Later on we saw a bunch of deer sign, and tracks. After we left, we saw a wolf lope onto the property, and a red-shouldered hawk. It was indeed a good day.
Sunday was a frantic attempt to download drivers at my mom's workplace, only to learn that the program to unzip them was too big for the floppy disks I had, and they had no burner, and none of the computers had a zip drive....Chris and I left Green Bay by noon to get to a good local rock show in the cities. MAN! it was one windy drive back. I few times it felt as though my car was lifted up by some invisible hand and set in the other lane, w/out me doing anything.
The show rocked, but it was pretty rushed. Each band got a 30 min set, and two rooms were going at the same time. It was still good fun, I hadn't seen Seconds Before or Align lived yet. About 7 or so we took a break and ran upstairs to get a drink, and that's when we realized it was storming. Really storming. I wished the place had reentry so I could go out and play in the rain and puddles, and then come back in for the last band. I'm sure noone would have wanted to stand by me, but it would have left me plenty of room to watch dna! I love playing in the rain, next time I'm gonna get drenched!
Friday, April 16, 2004
The joys of computer labs
So here I sit at the library, doing research like a good student worker, and i'm having to use a mac. Not that I don't like them, it's just I don't prefer them. I hate the keyboards they have, and I have to remember back to my days of using a mac full time. Oh, the good old days of macs and Oregon Trail. I remember playing that game as if it were yesterday. I just had the bloody mac crash IE on me though, and I had to get it back. I thought macs weren't supposed to crash? Oh well, no harm done, i have the source written out. I'll look at it at home.
Speaking of home. I'm driving to my parents place again. This time, i'm armed, dangerous, and looking for a fight. Not with guns or knives or garrotes or anything sinister like taht. I'm armed w/ computer disks. Yes, that's right. My parent's computer is finally going to get what's for. It's getting destroyed, and remade, with only the things I think it needs. That out to make it just a bit more user friendly!
So, I'll probably not be around online all weekend, unless I can fix my parents computer enough that I can actually stand to check email on it. I'll be back here sunday night for the big show at 1st Ave. Can't wait for that one!
Have a good weekend!
So here I sit at the library, doing research like a good student worker, and i'm having to use a mac. Not that I don't like them, it's just I don't prefer them. I hate the keyboards they have, and I have to remember back to my days of using a mac full time. Oh, the good old days of macs and Oregon Trail. I remember playing that game as if it were yesterday. I just had the bloody mac crash IE on me though, and I had to get it back. I thought macs weren't supposed to crash? Oh well, no harm done, i have the source written out. I'll look at it at home.
Speaking of home. I'm driving to my parents place again. This time, i'm armed, dangerous, and looking for a fight. Not with guns or knives or garrotes or anything sinister like taht. I'm armed w/ computer disks. Yes, that's right. My parent's computer is finally going to get what's for. It's getting destroyed, and remade, with only the things I think it needs. That out to make it just a bit more user friendly!
So, I'll probably not be around online all weekend, unless I can fix my parents computer enough that I can actually stand to check email on it. I'll be back here sunday night for the big show at 1st Ave. Can't wait for that one!
Have a good weekend!
Monday, April 12, 2004
Ugh
That's how my weekend started out. I lost my voice, which didn't really bother me, but it made things complicated. I had an appt. in Green Bay at 5pm so I left Minneapolis at 11:45 thinking that it was plenty of time to get there (read: 4 hr 15 min drive on average, 4:30 if you stop). I got into town at 5:20. Clinic closed at 5:30 but they agreed to see me. I sat in traffic (jam from construction) for 1.5 hrs.
The rest of the weekend wasn't bad. I got to the clinic, and then I went home. Friday night i did laundry, ate, and then went to bed. I was tired from going out on Thursday. Saturday I went to breakfast with mom and dad, and then went shopping for some necessities (lipstick and contact solution and jeans). We went to dinner at my aunt's house and had a great meal with plenty of leftovers for me. (*grin*) I left with my brother when he left, and went to visit Lance and Erin at Erin's place. I wasn't good at talking there either.
Sunday was church with the fam, (try singing w/ no voice...). I had lunch at my place with my fam and my aunt and uncle, and then I left. The ride back to town was significantly better than out of town. I waved at Katie (literally) on 94, and then I came back, read my book, and went to bed.
Fairly mellow overall. So why am I so tired?!?
That's how my weekend started out. I lost my voice, which didn't really bother me, but it made things complicated. I had an appt. in Green Bay at 5pm so I left Minneapolis at 11:45 thinking that it was plenty of time to get there (read: 4 hr 15 min drive on average, 4:30 if you stop). I got into town at 5:20. Clinic closed at 5:30 but they agreed to see me. I sat in traffic (jam from construction) for 1.5 hrs.
The rest of the weekend wasn't bad. I got to the clinic, and then I went home. Friday night i did laundry, ate, and then went to bed. I was tired from going out on Thursday. Saturday I went to breakfast with mom and dad, and then went shopping for some necessities (lipstick and contact solution and jeans). We went to dinner at my aunt's house and had a great meal with plenty of leftovers for me. (*grin*) I left with my brother when he left, and went to visit Lance and Erin at Erin's place. I wasn't good at talking there either.
Sunday was church with the fam, (try singing w/ no voice...). I had lunch at my place with my fam and my aunt and uncle, and then I left. The ride back to town was significantly better than out of town. I waved at Katie (literally) on 94, and then I came back, read my book, and went to bed.
Fairly mellow overall. So why am I so tired?!?
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
How can I study?
When it's so beautiful outside!?! It's cruel to run the semesters as they do. They should be shorter or something! Oh well, 5 weeks left and it's summer w/ only work and play! YAY! And this summer will bring more peoples to Minneapolis, and some people will go away for the summer :( but it will be a good summer full of adventure.
Why is it that a certain culture uses the curse, "May your life be interesting"? Oh well!
Pretty short entry, but I can't really think beyond the "go play outside" thoughts circling my being!
When it's so beautiful outside!?! It's cruel to run the semesters as they do. They should be shorter or something! Oh well, 5 weeks left and it's summer w/ only work and play! YAY! And this summer will bring more peoples to Minneapolis, and some people will go away for the summer :( but it will be a good summer full of adventure.
Why is it that a certain culture uses the curse, "May your life be interesting"? Oh well!
Pretty short entry, but I can't really think beyond the "go play outside" thoughts circling my being!
Monday, April 05, 2004
Let's Bounce a little Faster-er"
You're Tigger. Playful and fun-loving, you enjoy
hanging out with friends even though you don't
always have to be the center of attention.
You're never pessimistic or sluggish. Your
enthusiasm is at once endearing and
over-the-top. You're the quintessential
extrovert.
Which famous feline are you?
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My baby cousin Griffin got a tigger for his b-day. It made music and bounced. Then it would say "let's bounce a little faster-er" and take off at Hyperactive...man I loved that toy. I only got to play with him with it for a few minutes, but all the adults ('specially those of an engineering persuasion) were facinated by it. *Grin!*
You're Tigger. Playful and fun-loving, you enjoy
hanging out with friends even though you don't
always have to be the center of attention.
You're never pessimistic or sluggish. Your
enthusiasm is at once endearing and
over-the-top. You're the quintessential
extrovert.
Which famous feline are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
My baby cousin Griffin got a tigger for his b-day. It made music and bounced. Then it would say "let's bounce a little faster-er" and take off at Hyperactive...man I loved that toy. I only got to play with him with it for a few minutes, but all the adults ('specially those of an engineering persuasion) were facinated by it. *Grin!*
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Daydreaming about a different me
I should so be studying for my O-chem test right now, but I can't. I have too much on my mind. So, I'm listening to Michelle Branch, and blogging in the hopes that my mind will stop running circles around itself long enough for me to dredge up some interest in the studying I HAVE to do. And to think that I just voluntarily signed up for two more years of this.
Still, two years isn't all that long. I mean, I've been in Minnesota for four and half now. WOW. I knew I'd be here for 4-5 while finishing my bachelor's. I didn't really think much beyond that. I mean, I knew what I wanted, but what I wanted was always vague and fragmented. I wanted to travel and see the world. I wanted adventure, I want my own house, I want horses, a farm, breeding and training animals. I want 2.4 kids and 1.6 dogs (I'm not sure whatsomething with .4 kid and .6 dog is, but that's the engineer in me always making wholes.)
I'm a daydreamer. Always have been. In one day I may be back in 'yonder times' dreaming about a romance with some handsome royal personage, or I might be flying dragonback or having all sorts of special powers and saving the world. Sometimes I see myself as this great peacekeeper for the world, or I'm simply really good at whatever sport or game or hobby I'm dabbling in at the moment. The only constants in all my daydreaming is that I'm in charge, I'm the leader, and I get what I want. Even when I get what I want, I don't seem to get it without hardship in my daydreams. Even at their most imaginative, they are practical daydreams. *sigh* So as I get older, and I look forward to two more years of school, of daydreaming, and of staying in Minnestoa, I have to wonder what now? Who am I really? I know I'm Tricia, and I'm even beginning to fully apreciate who I am and what I can do. I know I'm getting a degree in Industrial Hygiene. What I don't know is how that fits in with the daydreams, with the other half of me that is just as important to me as breathing.
I couldn't be who I am without the daydreaming, the creative energy that is trying to break loose. What if I get stuck into a life where I'm in IH at some company, and I live in the same city for the next 50 odd years. Am I settling, or is that what's best for me? I can't let go of my will to travel, or my strong belief that SOMETHING is waiting to happen to me. Some great adventure, some great romance, some great change. Like all this is just preparation, or even just wasting time til I get to my real life, full of dragons and magick and me being in control.
Maybe this is just about control after all. In my daydreams, I'm always important, in control of the situation. The one with the friends in the right places, or who can help my fiends get to the right places. I have the power (80's animated show jokes, please.) I mean, something can't be set right yet, if I still wake up and ask, "Is this my life? Is this all? Where's the rest? When does that START!?!"
I could keep going rather at length, but I think I've rambled long enough for now. I'm going to go back to daydreaming, and hoping, and procrastinating over my O-chem test, because I just an not as excited about that as I could be. This doesn't mean I don't want to be in MPH in IH. It just means that I want MORE than that.
I should so be studying for my O-chem test right now, but I can't. I have too much on my mind. So, I'm listening to Michelle Branch, and blogging in the hopes that my mind will stop running circles around itself long enough for me to dredge up some interest in the studying I HAVE to do. And to think that I just voluntarily signed up for two more years of this.
Still, two years isn't all that long. I mean, I've been in Minnesota for four and half now. WOW. I knew I'd be here for 4-5 while finishing my bachelor's. I didn't really think much beyond that. I mean, I knew what I wanted, but what I wanted was always vague and fragmented. I wanted to travel and see the world. I wanted adventure, I want my own house, I want horses, a farm, breeding and training animals. I want 2.4 kids and 1.6 dogs (I'm not sure whatsomething with .4 kid and .6 dog is, but that's the engineer in me always making wholes.)
I'm a daydreamer. Always have been. In one day I may be back in 'yonder times' dreaming about a romance with some handsome royal personage, or I might be flying dragonback or having all sorts of special powers and saving the world. Sometimes I see myself as this great peacekeeper for the world, or I'm simply really good at whatever sport or game or hobby I'm dabbling in at the moment. The only constants in all my daydreaming is that I'm in charge, I'm the leader, and I get what I want. Even when I get what I want, I don't seem to get it without hardship in my daydreams. Even at their most imaginative, they are practical daydreams. *sigh* So as I get older, and I look forward to two more years of school, of daydreaming, and of staying in Minnestoa, I have to wonder what now? Who am I really? I know I'm Tricia, and I'm even beginning to fully apreciate who I am and what I can do. I know I'm getting a degree in Industrial Hygiene. What I don't know is how that fits in with the daydreams, with the other half of me that is just as important to me as breathing.
I couldn't be who I am without the daydreaming, the creative energy that is trying to break loose. What if I get stuck into a life where I'm in IH at some company, and I live in the same city for the next 50 odd years. Am I settling, or is that what's best for me? I can't let go of my will to travel, or my strong belief that SOMETHING is waiting to happen to me. Some great adventure, some great romance, some great change. Like all this is just preparation, or even just wasting time til I get to my real life, full of dragons and magick and me being in control.
Maybe this is just about control after all. In my daydreams, I'm always important, in control of the situation. The one with the friends in the right places, or who can help my fiends get to the right places. I have the power (80's animated show jokes, please.) I mean, something can't be set right yet, if I still wake up and ask, "Is this my life? Is this all? Where's the rest? When does that START!?!"
I could keep going rather at length, but I think I've rambled long enough for now. I'm going to go back to daydreaming, and hoping, and procrastinating over my O-chem test, because I just an not as excited about that as I could be. This doesn't mean I don't want to be in MPH in IH. It just means that I want MORE than that.
Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Bad Munchinstein
Munch, my first computer, sadly got taken apart for parts, and rebuilt. Munch 2, or Munchinstein, as I like to call him, has been doing his thing for a term or so now. Now, the Munch Monitor, which hadn't changed, is doing jigs while I type. The edges sway, the picture jiggles....it's like I'm in a constant state of "degauss". Not very comfy on the eyes, let me tell you! I think I'll need to find a monitor for "very cheap" that has good video capabilities. I have a good video card afterall, and I'd not like to waste it. I am wondering if a virus of some kind could make my comptuer do this. I may have to install the virus software again. (I can't keep it installed cause it has issues with my A drive. they don't play nicely together at all). Probably though, it's cause my monitor is (eek) 5 years old, and in computer years, that's like being Eleventy One (111) years old.
Oh well. Not something I'll worry about til I have a paper due the next day and suddenly the Munchinstein blows up. At least it's not a constant state of the jigglies yet. It's just getting worse.
Munch, my first computer, sadly got taken apart for parts, and rebuilt. Munch 2, or Munchinstein, as I like to call him, has been doing his thing for a term or so now. Now, the Munch Monitor, which hadn't changed, is doing jigs while I type. The edges sway, the picture jiggles....it's like I'm in a constant state of "degauss". Not very comfy on the eyes, let me tell you! I think I'll need to find a monitor for "very cheap" that has good video capabilities. I have a good video card afterall, and I'd not like to waste it. I am wondering if a virus of some kind could make my comptuer do this. I may have to install the virus software again. (I can't keep it installed cause it has issues with my A drive. they don't play nicely together at all). Probably though, it's cause my monitor is (eek) 5 years old, and in computer years, that's like being Eleventy One (111) years old.
Oh well. Not something I'll worry about til I have a paper due the next day and suddenly the Munchinstein blows up. At least it's not a constant state of the jigglies yet. It's just getting worse.
Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Sunday, March 28, 2004
A weekend of Rock!
Yes, a good weekend was had by me. Friday night I went to the Down and Above/Skywynd show at UW Stout. It was fun, but really lacked energy for dna. People didn't know them, or something, and so stood around like so many bumps on a log. Chris and I got our rock on, trying to provide an example...but it was all for naught. Then Skywynd came on, and there were these four, shirtless, incredibly funny headbanging fans right next to me. I guess they are regulars, but I've never seen them with their shirts off before. (eek!) They had markered S-K-Y-W-Y-N-D-! on themselves two letters each, and were having great fun. It's great to see people having that much fun at a show. The whole crowd got into it music, and the 4 compadres got to go up on stage and be recognized. There were sound issues, but they were more amusing that annoying (to me, I'm sure the band was pissed). I just wish that that much energy could have been given over to dna as well.
Yesterday I went rollerblading, and realized my blades are a bit small. I have really nice blades too (anyone want a pair or size seven Rollerblade Aero 9's for half price?!?) I have to get new ones before the marathon, and before I kill my feet training for said marathon. I only went nine miles, and my feet were killing me. Then I went to Ciatti's w/ Rachel for dinner, and showed her what her present of Birthing Day would be. we have to go do the shoping for it today.
Then last night was the Somerset/Quietdrive/Down and Above show at the Rock in Maplewood. Much better sound, much better energy! Since we stood over by Ian on Friday, we had to stand by Dave last night--gotta share the love, and all that. I got my rock on and definately enjoyed hearing all the old favs plus my new fav's from the as-yet-unrealeased new albumn, Anodyne. After chattin with peeps for a bit we left the Rock and hung out w/ some more peeps and I got some really nice scotch. This makes me happy! *sigh* now it's Sunday, and I have to do homework and get back to my boring life.
Yes, a good weekend was had by me. Friday night I went to the Down and Above/Skywynd show at UW Stout. It was fun, but really lacked energy for dna. People didn't know them, or something, and so stood around like so many bumps on a log. Chris and I got our rock on, trying to provide an example...but it was all for naught. Then Skywynd came on, and there were these four, shirtless, incredibly funny headbanging fans right next to me. I guess they are regulars, but I've never seen them with their shirts off before. (eek!) They had markered S-K-Y-W-Y-N-D-! on themselves two letters each, and were having great fun. It's great to see people having that much fun at a show. The whole crowd got into it music, and the 4 compadres got to go up on stage and be recognized. There were sound issues, but they were more amusing that annoying (to me, I'm sure the band was pissed). I just wish that that much energy could have been given over to dna as well.
Yesterday I went rollerblading, and realized my blades are a bit small. I have really nice blades too (anyone want a pair or size seven Rollerblade Aero 9's for half price?!?) I have to get new ones before the marathon, and before I kill my feet training for said marathon. I only went nine miles, and my feet were killing me. Then I went to Ciatti's w/ Rachel for dinner, and showed her what her present of Birthing Day would be. we have to go do the shoping for it today.
Then last night was the Somerset/Quietdrive/Down and Above show at the Rock in Maplewood. Much better sound, much better energy! Since we stood over by Ian on Friday, we had to stand by Dave last night--gotta share the love, and all that. I got my rock on and definately enjoyed hearing all the old favs plus my new fav's from the as-yet-unrealeased new albumn, Anodyne. After chattin with peeps for a bit we left the Rock and hung out w/ some more peeps and I got some really nice scotch. This makes me happy! *sigh* now it's Sunday, and I have to do homework and get back to my boring life.
Thursday, March 25, 2004
So Hard to Find
So many things...So hard to find. Today for instance. I was trying to find the place that the show I'm going to tomorrow night is located. U of WI, stout. Not hard to find. Then the building on campus, not hard, then the showtimes and cost, again...not hard. It was kinda like playing detective. But then, I finally had an idea where to start.
I also had to find a picture to put into my frame today. I wanted it to be a picture from the trip to Europe that Rachel and I took last may. (Oh, do I want to go back...more on that later...) Finding the right picture was so hard to find. I had about 8 choices, till I realized the frame looked silly vertical. It was fine horizontal. so my choices were down to about 4 or 5
Two just didn't fit, so I had three. Then there three that each had their benefits. The forest picture was vibrant green, but not much else. The castle across the lake was pretty, and brought out the silver in the frame, but it was kinda dark. The picture from Edinburgh of the hike we went on to Aurthur's Seat ? (Brain fart on names) was what I finally decided on. See it's a quote frame, with the quote saying, "Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined." from Henry David Thoreau. So, the path up into the hills with the yellow flowers just fit. Specially cause, off to one side, so you almost don't notice it, is me walking on said path. Rachel helped with the decision.
I also finally got the picture of me and my family from my graduation into the frame I had for it. I did a sucky job of cutting the picture though. I was doing ok, and then I screwed up. Oh well, it's not terrible.
So now all I need is a picture book for the rest of my England trip pictures, and a plane ticket back there. Wow. I can't believe how much wanderlust I have right now. I'm not sure it's even wanderlust. I just have a profound NEED to be there right now. In Wales, hiking on Snowdon, or in Ireland in one of the many parks...or a trip to the Scottish Highlands. I need to be away from here. I don't even think that Colorado's mountains would do it for me right now. To bad it's spring over there too. *sigh* I shouldn't have looked at my pictures, and having that picture in that frame only drives home what I'm not doing right now. I'm not living the life I have imagined right now. I am living part of it...but. I don't know! I don't know how to describe what I'm feeling right now. A deep longing, and a wish I would have made more of the time I had there. I had a lot on my mind, and though I don't have any regrets, there was some time when I was there that I was wishing I was elsewhere--mostly when on the train, and mostly I was wishing I was doing something rather than sitting. GRRR! I'm having issues with describing what I want to right now. I spose I will just say I need another vacation, and I wouldn't mind going back to last year's choice of locations and seeing what I couldn't then.
Anyone up for coming with me? This summer? I can probably raise the money for a trip later in the summer. I think I just need spring to finally get here.
So many things...So hard to find. Today for instance. I was trying to find the place that the show I'm going to tomorrow night is located. U of WI, stout. Not hard to find. Then the building on campus, not hard, then the showtimes and cost, again...not hard. It was kinda like playing detective. But then, I finally had an idea where to start.
I also had to find a picture to put into my frame today. I wanted it to be a picture from the trip to Europe that Rachel and I took last may. (Oh, do I want to go back...more on that later...) Finding the right picture was so hard to find. I had about 8 choices, till I realized the frame looked silly vertical. It was fine horizontal. so my choices were down to about 4 or 5
Two just didn't fit, so I had three. Then there three that each had their benefits. The forest picture was vibrant green, but not much else. The castle across the lake was pretty, and brought out the silver in the frame, but it was kinda dark. The picture from Edinburgh of the hike we went on to Aurthur's Seat ? (Brain fart on names) was what I finally decided on. See it's a quote frame, with the quote saying, "Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined." from Henry David Thoreau. So, the path up into the hills with the yellow flowers just fit. Specially cause, off to one side, so you almost don't notice it, is me walking on said path. Rachel helped with the decision.
I also finally got the picture of me and my family from my graduation into the frame I had for it. I did a sucky job of cutting the picture though. I was doing ok, and then I screwed up. Oh well, it's not terrible.
So now all I need is a picture book for the rest of my England trip pictures, and a plane ticket back there. Wow. I can't believe how much wanderlust I have right now. I'm not sure it's even wanderlust. I just have a profound NEED to be there right now. In Wales, hiking on Snowdon, or in Ireland in one of the many parks...or a trip to the Scottish Highlands. I need to be away from here. I don't even think that Colorado's mountains would do it for me right now. To bad it's spring over there too. *sigh* I shouldn't have looked at my pictures, and having that picture in that frame only drives home what I'm not doing right now. I'm not living the life I have imagined right now. I am living part of it...but. I don't know! I don't know how to describe what I'm feeling right now. A deep longing, and a wish I would have made more of the time I had there. I had a lot on my mind, and though I don't have any regrets, there was some time when I was there that I was wishing I was elsewhere--mostly when on the train, and mostly I was wishing I was doing something rather than sitting. GRRR! I'm having issues with describing what I want to right now. I spose I will just say I need another vacation, and I wouldn't mind going back to last year's choice of locations and seeing what I couldn't then.
Anyone up for coming with me? This summer? I can probably raise the money for a trip later in the summer. I think I just need spring to finally get here.
Thursday, March 18, 2004
Oiled in Bed
Or rather Boiled in Lead. Their name seems to morph every time I see them. Once they were Boiled in Led Zepplin. Another time, the guy just couldn't get "Boiled in Lead" past his lips and through his tongue. Oh well. Whoever they think they are, I think their great. Too bad they only play twice a year (that I know of) in town...
Last night was the Annual St. Patties Day show at 1st Ave. The opening act was ok, but I wouldn't buy their cd any time soon. The Tim Malloys were as good as ever, and the Minnesota Pipes and Drums were at their peak...we just couldn't see the dancers because there were too many bodies and heads in the way. Someone still has to explain to me what kilts, bagpipes and St. Patty's Day have to do with each other. So, Boiled in Lead came out and played a very rockin set. I have never seen them 'electrical' rather than 'acoustic'. It was interesting, and different, and much higher energy and good. I had a good time jumping around and dancing. All in all it was a good show!
Or rather Boiled in Lead. Their name seems to morph every time I see them. Once they were Boiled in Led Zepplin. Another time, the guy just couldn't get "Boiled in Lead" past his lips and through his tongue. Oh well. Whoever they think they are, I think their great. Too bad they only play twice a year (that I know of) in town...
Last night was the Annual St. Patties Day show at 1st Ave. The opening act was ok, but I wouldn't buy their cd any time soon. The Tim Malloys were as good as ever, and the Minnesota Pipes and Drums were at their peak...we just couldn't see the dancers because there were too many bodies and heads in the way. Someone still has to explain to me what kilts, bagpipes and St. Patty's Day have to do with each other. So, Boiled in Lead came out and played a very rockin set. I have never seen them 'electrical' rather than 'acoustic'. It was interesting, and different, and much higher energy and good. I had a good time jumping around and dancing. All in all it was a good show!
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Still flying through the Mists of Insanity
The Mists of Insanity, sounds like something out of the Princess Bride, except those were Cliffs of insanity. The Mist of Insanity live just outside of REM sleep. The have taken my dreaming seige and refuse to release it. We're on to reality dreams. Unlike reality shows, they are not horridly over acted, or produced, over zealous ideas about idealistic romances and winning lots of money. Nope, my dreams live in that curious everywhere'sville of normality that make me wonder if what I dreampt actually happened or not. So far I've dreampt about finding a missing sock, about the end of a bus strike, and going shopping for groceries. Last night I actually lived today. I woke up, got dressed, came to work, saw myself doing various of my work tasks, and then leaving work. I woke up before anything else happened. Not everthing at work went the same as in the dream, but only because I didn't want them too. I didn't, for example, want to wear my nametag around my neck like I sometimes do, and did in my dream. Instead, I clipped it ot my pants, even though it was more uncomfy. Hey, you have to fight doing what you are supposed to, right? I don't like being told what to do, not even by my dreams :P
The Mists of Insanity, sounds like something out of the Princess Bride, except those were Cliffs of insanity. The Mist of Insanity live just outside of REM sleep. The have taken my dreaming seige and refuse to release it. We're on to reality dreams. Unlike reality shows, they are not horridly over acted, or produced, over zealous ideas about idealistic romances and winning lots of money. Nope, my dreams live in that curious everywhere'sville of normality that make me wonder if what I dreampt actually happened or not. So far I've dreampt about finding a missing sock, about the end of a bus strike, and going shopping for groceries. Last night I actually lived today. I woke up, got dressed, came to work, saw myself doing various of my work tasks, and then leaving work. I woke up before anything else happened. Not everthing at work went the same as in the dream, but only because I didn't want them too. I didn't, for example, want to wear my nametag around my neck like I sometimes do, and did in my dream. Instead, I clipped it ot my pants, even though it was more uncomfy. Hey, you have to fight doing what you are supposed to, right? I don't like being told what to do, not even by my dreams :P
Monday, March 15, 2004
Ugh! Why me?
I think I'm psychic, I have the 'foresight' ability. It comes and goes, and it usually only tells me when I'm gonna do something stupid or painful. Sometimes it's specific enough to tell me what is going to happen. Like today. Today I spilled chili on my khaki skirt. Now, one would think, "you wore khaki and ate chili, Murphy's Law states that you must spill chili on yourself." I also know about Murphy's Law, so I took pains to not spill chili. But, I kept getting little flashes on insight that the chili would spill. I was being extra careful, and then it happened. My spoon jumped out of my bowl and onto my pants. You see, I was taking care of the chili and the chili bowl, but I forgot to also take care with my spoon. So the premonition comes true, and I had to spend 15 minutes in the bathroom washing chili off my skirt so I didn't look so obvious walking around. I'm sure I'll still get stared at though, along with the obligatory "that girl can't eat right" looks. *sigh*
I had two dreams this morning that were perhaps also premonitions. We'll have to see. One involved the current bus strike, and it's end date, and the other had to do with the location of my missing sock. Only time will tell...
I think I'm psychic, I have the 'foresight' ability. It comes and goes, and it usually only tells me when I'm gonna do something stupid or painful. Sometimes it's specific enough to tell me what is going to happen. Like today. Today I spilled chili on my khaki skirt. Now, one would think, "you wore khaki and ate chili, Murphy's Law states that you must spill chili on yourself." I also know about Murphy's Law, so I took pains to not spill chili. But, I kept getting little flashes on insight that the chili would spill. I was being extra careful, and then it happened. My spoon jumped out of my bowl and onto my pants. You see, I was taking care of the chili and the chili bowl, but I forgot to also take care with my spoon. So the premonition comes true, and I had to spend 15 minutes in the bathroom washing chili off my skirt so I didn't look so obvious walking around. I'm sure I'll still get stared at though, along with the obligatory "that girl can't eat right" looks. *sigh*
I had two dreams this morning that were perhaps also premonitions. We'll have to see. One involved the current bus strike, and it's end date, and the other had to do with the location of my missing sock. Only time will tell...
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
For Nae
See Renae, I can update, and it wasn't even JUST O-chem that was keeping me from it...It was a busy week and weekend. All last week I chilled with people, played games, climbed, and did as little homework as possible. You would like the book I have to read for rhet. Well, you would like making fun of it. It's called Cyborg Babies, and man, does it suck! It's all about how everyone is a cyborg and how in 10 years, or maybe even just 1, we'll all be in the market for technosemen and making technobabies, and the world will end. This gets me to wondering...just how important are the males in this race anyway? I mean, if this book were to be believed, we are to take the "prime" specimens of maleness, lock them in cages with porn, and have them produce semen to order for women. The semen is then given many tests, including how well it can swim, puncture a hamster egg, and its effectiveness while on caffeine, and then it's frozen for six months before getting to play with a real egg. Then the fetus is made cyborg by ultrasound, and amniosenticis (pardon my spelling, I don't want to look it up). The mother becomes a machine to be serviced with epidurals and procedues like IVF... You see why we think this book is rather...oh, just fill in the blank. I think it's insane. Am I a cyborg then, just because I go to the doctor, or use a computer, or have contacts, or have to use an inhaler once in a while? Or...because I had my tonsils out and was hooked up to a machine? Look out world, the 'new and improved' Tricia is coming to get you! I think the writers and editors of this book have a bit of a reality crisis on their hands. *sigh*
So, back to my week, and my not updating. I kept meaning to update, but then at work, when I have the most time to say, stop working for 5 minutes and post, I was busy. I was making a powerpoint...ALL WEEK LONG. If you have had the...pleasure of me talking to you about this in person or on IM, you know how frustrated with it. But, I'm making what I hope to be the final edits on that presentation today, so I'm in a considerably better mood. What's more...It's SUNNY outside!!!!!! I'm so excited, I love sun. I want to get a laptop from downstairs, check one out, so I can go work outside on the picnic table.
This weekend I went to see Hidalgo with Katie and Jenny and Karin and Chris. It was a good time. I liked the movie. We had Uno's Pizza after and then went to the bar to play darts. I really have to play more darts...I'm losing my edge! So, yeah, that's where things are. This week I have an O-chem test, and work to do at work...and next week is Spring Break. Don't know what I'm doing for that yet, probably working, but I'll figure it out.
See Renae, I can update, and it wasn't even JUST O-chem that was keeping me from it...It was a busy week and weekend. All last week I chilled with people, played games, climbed, and did as little homework as possible. You would like the book I have to read for rhet. Well, you would like making fun of it. It's called Cyborg Babies, and man, does it suck! It's all about how everyone is a cyborg and how in 10 years, or maybe even just 1, we'll all be in the market for technosemen and making technobabies, and the world will end. This gets me to wondering...just how important are the males in this race anyway? I mean, if this book were to be believed, we are to take the "prime" specimens of maleness, lock them in cages with porn, and have them produce semen to order for women. The semen is then given many tests, including how well it can swim, puncture a hamster egg, and its effectiveness while on caffeine, and then it's frozen for six months before getting to play with a real egg. Then the fetus is made cyborg by ultrasound, and amniosenticis (pardon my spelling, I don't want to look it up). The mother becomes a machine to be serviced with epidurals and procedues like IVF... You see why we think this book is rather...oh, just fill in the blank. I think it's insane. Am I a cyborg then, just because I go to the doctor, or use a computer, or have contacts, or have to use an inhaler once in a while? Or...because I had my tonsils out and was hooked up to a machine? Look out world, the 'new and improved' Tricia is coming to get you! I think the writers and editors of this book have a bit of a reality crisis on their hands. *sigh*
So, back to my week, and my not updating. I kept meaning to update, but then at work, when I have the most time to say, stop working for 5 minutes and post, I was busy. I was making a powerpoint...ALL WEEK LONG. If you have had the...pleasure of me talking to you about this in person or on IM, you know how frustrated with it. But, I'm making what I hope to be the final edits on that presentation today, so I'm in a considerably better mood. What's more...It's SUNNY outside!!!!!! I'm so excited, I love sun. I want to get a laptop from downstairs, check one out, so I can go work outside on the picnic table.
This weekend I went to see Hidalgo with Katie and Jenny and Karin and Chris. It was a good time. I liked the movie. We had Uno's Pizza after and then went to the bar to play darts. I really have to play more darts...I'm losing my edge! So, yeah, that's where things are. This week I have an O-chem test, and work to do at work...and next week is Spring Break. Don't know what I'm doing for that yet, probably working, but I'll figure it out.
Monday, March 01, 2004
Hack and Slash
A great concept. Mad at the world? BAM! kick its virtual butt in Baldur's Gate: Dark Alliance 2 for PS2 and XBOX. I started playing this game a few weeks/month ago with Jenni at her place. Played a human cleric, and had a great time! She was a necromancer, and together, we kicked the bottoms of the things.
Then this past weekend, whilst at home, Katie and I again kicked some butt. Again, I had my human cleric. There is just something about raining down fire from the sky at my enemies that is sooooo apealing. "and, your enemies, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it". Helm is my cleric's chosen god. She goes around slaying things yelling "FOR HELM" it's really quite amusing.
So, I wonder when I'm going to actually bring together enough moneys to purchase a gaming system and the games...
A great concept. Mad at the world? BAM! kick its virtual butt in Baldur's Gate: Dark Alliance 2 for PS2 and XBOX. I started playing this game a few weeks/month ago with Jenni at her place. Played a human cleric, and had a great time! She was a necromancer, and together, we kicked the bottoms of the things.
Then this past weekend, whilst at home, Katie and I again kicked some butt. Again, I had my human cleric. There is just something about raining down fire from the sky at my enemies that is sooooo apealing. "and, your enemies, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it". Helm is my cleric's chosen god. She goes around slaying things yelling "FOR HELM" it's really quite amusing.
So, I wonder when I'm going to actually bring together enough moneys to purchase a gaming system and the games...
