So today is Halloween, in case you weren't aware. At work this morning, I pinned an "A" cut out of red fabric on my uniform. Very few people got it. My real costume for tonight will be a bit more recognizable, I hope.
On Friday I have an hour between the end of my shift and my only class of the day, so I was looking forward to chilling out and maybe reading the paper or something. My class had planned on making some hygiene kits today, though, and I had left the items I'd volunteered to bring at home.
*Sigh*
So I had to run home right after work to grab them. I was just going to head right back to campus, but I decided to check my email really quick first. Boy am I glad I did. My professor was not feeling well, and class was canceled! I mean, I'm sorry she's sick, but not that sorry. Weee! Now I can make billions of cookies for the awesome party tonight.
Also, as a Halloween treat, I give you this clip from 30 Rock:
You can listen to the whole thing here, if you like.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
My One-hundred-and-seventy-second Post
Guys, my sister Shannon is awesome. She is like the nerdiest internet bargain hunter in the world. She's always sending me emails telling me how to get free stuff, and it's usually legit. Well, today's free stuff was sooo easy, I knew I just had to share it with the world.
Go here, and enter your address, and they'll send you 8 sample chocolate truffles! With no other obligations what-so-ever. They don't even ask for an e-mail address to spam you. Weee!
But, she says it probably won't stay up long, so sign up quick.
Go here, and enter your address, and they'll send you 8 sample chocolate truffles! With no other obligations what-so-ever. They don't even ask for an e-mail address to spam you. Weee!
But, she says it probably won't stay up long, so sign up quick.
Monday, October 20, 2008
My One-hundred-and-seventy-first Post
Boring story to follow. My apologies.
As of last Thursday, my apartment has been without hot water. We emailed our managers Friday, but we didn't hear anything from them right away. So we suffered through Friday, Saturday, and Sunday with very cold water. It's been rather annoying and inconvenient. I ended up boiling water to do the dishes. Also, cold showers are not all they are cracked up to be. The main thing is that they're cold. Wowie. Cold, cold, cold!
Well, Sunday, we dragged our home teachers over to look at the water heater. I didn't really think there was anything they could do, but at least we would feel like something was happening to fix it. They determined that the pilot light was out, and they relit it. Sure enough, we started to get some hot water again. Yay!
But, about an hour later, our manager finally came by and looked at it. Turns out, the pilot light had gone out again and there was definitely something wrong with the hot water heater. He said they'd have to get someone to come look at it. Bah!
I'm a little worried now because the guy just came to fix it, and after taking one look at it, he said, "Oh-ho-ho. This is ugly. This is ugly! This is ugly."
Not a good sign when it comes between me and a hot shower. Not a good sign at all. I'll keep you updated.
As of last Thursday, my apartment has been without hot water. We emailed our managers Friday, but we didn't hear anything from them right away. So we suffered through Friday, Saturday, and Sunday with very cold water. It's been rather annoying and inconvenient. I ended up boiling water to do the dishes. Also, cold showers are not all they are cracked up to be. The main thing is that they're cold. Wowie. Cold, cold, cold!
Well, Sunday, we dragged our home teachers over to look at the water heater. I didn't really think there was anything they could do, but at least we would feel like something was happening to fix it. They determined that the pilot light was out, and they relit it. Sure enough, we started to get some hot water again. Yay!
But, about an hour later, our manager finally came by and looked at it. Turns out, the pilot light had gone out again and there was definitely something wrong with the hot water heater. He said they'd have to get someone to come look at it. Bah!
I'm a little worried now because the guy just came to fix it, and after taking one look at it, he said, "Oh-ho-ho. This is ugly. This is ugly! This is ugly."
Not a good sign when it comes between me and a hot shower. Not a good sign at all. I'll keep you updated.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
My One-hundred-and-seventieth Post
Last night I was slightly distracted during the General Relief Society thing. So I came up with a list of variations on the Relief Society motto, "Charity Never Faileth."- Charity's pretty reliable
- You can usually count on Charity
- Charity won't let you down
- Charity is a responsible member of society
- Charity is solid as a rock
- Charity is the Duracell of virtues.
- Charity seldom flunketh
See also:
- Charity is a good dancer
- Charity lets you borrow shoes
- Charity has great taste
- Charity: high five!
Friday, September 19, 2008
My One-hundred-and-sixty-ninth Post
Guys! Guess what I found at Barnes and Noble yesterday!
Each set includes the candidate's wife and Obama's has his two daughters as well. Several changes of clothing are provided for each figure. Also interestingly enough, the "unclothed" Obama figure is simply wearing boxer shorts. The McCain figure is wearing boxer shorts, an undershirt, and knee socks. Hee.
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Each set includes the candidate's wife and Obama's has his two daughters as well. Several changes of clothing are provided for each figure. Also interestingly enough, the "unclothed" Obama figure is simply wearing boxer shorts. The McCain figure is wearing boxer shorts, an undershirt, and knee socks. Hee.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
My One-hundred-and-sixty-eigth Post
Is it bad that I've been up for five hours, and I just saw myself in the mirror for the first time about two minutes ago? Unfortunately for me, my roommates this semester all tend to get ready for the day at the exact same time as I do. This makes mirror time a hot commodity, especially for my two freshman roommates who have not yet learned the art of "not caring what you look like" (I mastered this skill long ago).
If I want a shower in the morning, I have to get up at least five minutes before my roommate does—otherwise it's pretty much impossible. And another roommate monopolizes the sink and vanity area, making it awkward to even reach in and grab my toothbrush. I've started keeping it in my room and brushing my teeth in the kitchen sink (normally something I would disapprove of).
I almost can't wait until my new job starts in earnest. I'll have to get up two hours earlier—5am!—but at least I'll have the bathroom to myself for a few precious minutes.
If I want a shower in the morning, I have to get up at least five minutes before my roommate does—otherwise it's pretty much impossible. And another roommate monopolizes the sink and vanity area, making it awkward to even reach in and grab my toothbrush. I've started keeping it in my room and brushing my teeth in the kitchen sink (normally something I would disapprove of).
I almost can't wait until my new job starts in earnest. I'll have to get up two hours earlier—5am!—but at least I'll have the bathroom to myself for a few precious minutes.
My One-hundred-and-sixty-seventh Post
I had a professor a few semesters back that I see all over campus now. I still think he looks like Ken Jennings.
Maybe I'm completely crazy.
(By the way, the first one is Brian Cannon, Associate Professor of History at BYU. The second is Ken Jennings, of Jeopardy! fame.)
Maybe I'm completely crazy.
(By the way, the first one is Brian Cannon, Associate Professor of History at BYU. The second is Ken Jennings, of Jeopardy! fame.)
My One-hundred-and-sixty-sixth Post
I'm always nervous when I see a new email from my boss, or one of my professors. I just automatically find myself on edge trying to anticipate what I could have done wrong to warrant such dire retribution as a potentially nasty email. Most of the time they're just benign reminders or questions, but until I open them, I have no way of knowing. I think I"m going to have to start using the term "Schrödinger's email."
Well, with my new job, I've been sending out a lot of informational emails to an employee mailing list from my boss's email account. I know it's irrational, but when I see those emails later in my inbox—the ones I sent MYSELF—I still have that moment of panic.
Pshh. I'm such a pansy.
Well, with my new job, I've been sending out a lot of informational emails to an employee mailing list from my boss's email account. I know it's irrational, but when I see those emails later in my inbox—the ones I sent MYSELF—I still have that moment of panic.
Pshh. I'm such a pansy.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
My One-hundred-and-sixty-fourth Post
Scrubbing hairspray buildup off of the bathroom mirrors: 15 minutes
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Ridding the vacuum of every trace of hair: 30 minutes
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Vacuuming hair off the floor: 10 minutes
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Pulling nasty slimey gobs of hair out of the shower drain: 45 minutes
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Convincing my roommates to shave their heads: Priceless
Convincing my roommates to shave their heads: Priceless
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