http://www.cnn.com/2009/US/04/27/changing.religion.study/index.html?eref=rss_topstories
...Thoughts?
...Thoughts?
Monday, April 27, 2009
Thursday, April 23, 2009
"Pickle" jar + "big, strong man" = mangoes?
Whether it be a jar of pickles or a jar of mangoes (the latter, in this instance), I can never ever open it - especially when it's been sitting and accumulating condensation in the refrigerator for a while. At home, I always had my father or my brother around to kindly open these vaults of deliciousness. At my apartment, however, there is only my roommate and me, and while Grace is strong, even she is no match for the mighty glass jar.
Desolate over my apparently permanent state of mango-lessness, I resigned myself to returning to my work with no healthy snack to lighten my load. I changed my status on chat to woefully ask the combined universes of AIM and gchat: "where's a big, strong man when I need one?"
As predicted, several of my guy friends immediately volunteered themselves in a most manly way, including my friend Cameron:
Cameron: um, right here
Katie: ahahaha
you two are silly [two meaning him and my friend Alan, who also instantly responded]
Cameron: but big and strong
Katie: are you offering to come over and open my jar of mangoes?
:3
Cameron: if you want
Katie: hahahaha
Cameron: I want to go get food anyway
Katie: lol
would you srsly stop by just to try and open my jar?
Cameron: where would I park
Katie: rofl xD
Cameron: I'm totally serious
Katie: srsly?
Cameron: I'm about to leave to go get food anyway
Katie: well, if you srsly want to come over and attempt this jar, then that would be amazing
Cameron: so is there somewhere I could park?
Needless to say, I now have a bowlful of mango. I love my friends. <3
Desolate over my apparently permanent state of mango-lessness, I resigned myself to returning to my work with no healthy snack to lighten my load. I changed my status on chat to woefully ask the combined universes of AIM and gchat: "where's a big, strong man when I need one?"
As predicted, several of my guy friends immediately volunteered themselves in a most manly way, including my friend Cameron:
Cameron: um, right here
Katie: ahahaha
you two are silly [two meaning him and my friend Alan, who also instantly responded]
Cameron: but big and strong
Katie: are you offering to come over and open my jar of mangoes?
:3
Cameron: if you want
Katie: hahahaha
Cameron: I want to go get food anyway
Katie: lol
would you srsly stop by just to try and open my jar?
Cameron: where would I park
Katie: rofl xD
Cameron: I'm totally serious
Katie: srsly?
Cameron: I'm about to leave to go get food anyway
Katie: well, if you srsly want to come over and attempt this jar, then that would be amazing
Cameron: so is there somewhere I could park?
Needless to say, I now have a bowlful of mango. I love my friends. <3
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Portland
Oh right! In other news, I'm going to Portland for the summer on that internship!! :D Going out there this weekend to meet potential roomies and check out the possible temporary abodes. Apparently, Portland is going to be 70 and sunny this weekend, so I'm super excited. :3 Unfortunately, this weekend is also the LAST women's ministry meeting as well as Mission Sunday at JCA...This means I'll never have been to a women's ministry meeting or anyone's missions presentation besides my own. I feel like a delinquent. :< In my defense though, if I don't go this weekend, the places I want might be given to someone else.
*sigh*
Such is life~
*sigh*
Such is life~
Curls
I woke up unexpectedly early this morning (7:30, when I'd been planning on an hour later). So what did I decide to do with my extra time?
Curl my hair. |D
Yes? No? Perm it? Never do it again? No, srsly. :3
Curl my hair. |D
Yes? No? Perm it? Never do it again? No, srsly. :3
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Neil Gaiman's 100K competition
In celebration of 100K followers on his Twitter, Neil Gaiman is hosting a competition. The premise is this: caption one or both of two photos posted on his blog and send it to him (using the #100K hashtag) via twitter.
I decided to do a LOLcat sort of caption ON picture B. I could have uploaded it to Twitpic, but apparently that's on the fritz, so I thought it would be better to upload it here. Also, all you non-Twitterers that read my blog get to enjoy my marvelous wit. Lucky you. :)
Without further ado, my entry (perhaps the first of few?):
I decided to do a LOLcat sort of caption ON picture B. I could have uploaded it to Twitpic, but apparently that's on the fritz, so I thought it would be better to upload it here. Also, all you non-Twitterers that read my blog get to enjoy my marvelous wit. Lucky you. :)
Without further ado, my entry (perhaps the first of few?):
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
The future, creeping up slowly
Places I've applied to:
Miami Seaquarium (http://www.miamiseaquarium.com/visitor_info/jobs.asp) - Internship
Georgia Aquarium (Guest Services)
Zoo Atlanta (Internship)
Oregon Zoo (http://www.oregonzoo.org/Intern/show.htm) - Internship and Guest Services
Places I've heard back from:
Miami Seaquarium
Oregon Zoo (Internship)
The interview for the Miami internship is tomorrow at 2:30. Thanks to my father's flight benefits, I'm flying there in the morning and flying back after the interview around 6:30ish. This will give me some time to explore the Seaquarium too. The only thing is this is the internship I want the least, as it requires 40 hours a week at only $7.50/hr. Yet, I have to give it a try, just in case the others fall through...I just haven't put very much thought into the interview yet.
Actually, let me rephrase that - the Zoo Atlanta internship (and I must focus on these internships, as they are what's actually giving me the animal handling experience I need) is the one I want the least, because I truly don't want to stay in Atlanta this summer. It's time to venture out, see the world, experience life somewhere besides Atlanta...somewhere like here:
Downtown
Rose test garden
Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, home of the Oregon Symphony, among others
The copper statue Portlandia above the entry to the Portland Building on SW 5th Avenue.
In case you hadn't gathered as much, these are all shots of Portland (courtesy of Wikipedia, thank you), and while it's far away, I really have my heart set on it. If I don't get this internship, I might die a little inside, as much as I love all of you in Atlanta. Unfortunately, the Oregon Zoo internship is unpaid, but it's less hours (only 8 less, now that I'm looking at it again), and I don't know...there's something about Portland that's just calling to me, conservative as I am. The interview for this one is Thursday the 26th, over the phone, so please pray for me. Maybe I'll be able to negotiate a shorter work week, but I doubt it...
The Zoo Atlanta internship is also unpaid, but it requires the least hours (16/week), which would definitely allow me to work somewhere like the Georgia Aquarium and support myself, and it's the most convenient, as it would mean staying in Atlanta. However, I have not yet heard back from either of these places...
I know what I want, but I would truly be grateful if everyone would please pray for me in this time of decision-making...and for all these interviews. Especially that phone one...*shudder*
Miami Seaquarium (http://www.miamiseaquarium.com/visitor_info/jobs.asp) - Internship
Georgia Aquarium (Guest Services)
Zoo Atlanta (Internship)
Oregon Zoo (http://www.oregonzoo.org/Intern/show.htm) - Internship and Guest Services
Places I've heard back from:
Miami Seaquarium
Oregon Zoo (Internship)
The interview for the Miami internship is tomorrow at 2:30. Thanks to my father's flight benefits, I'm flying there in the morning and flying back after the interview around 6:30ish. This will give me some time to explore the Seaquarium too. The only thing is this is the internship I want the least, as it requires 40 hours a week at only $7.50/hr. Yet, I have to give it a try, just in case the others fall through...I just haven't put very much thought into the interview yet.
Actually, let me rephrase that - the Zoo Atlanta internship (and I must focus on these internships, as they are what's actually giving me the animal handling experience I need) is the one I want the least, because I truly don't want to stay in Atlanta this summer. It's time to venture out, see the world, experience life somewhere besides Atlanta...somewhere like here:
Downtown
Rose test garden
Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, home of the Oregon Symphony, among others
The copper statue Portlandia above the entry to the Portland Building on SW 5th Avenue.
In case you hadn't gathered as much, these are all shots of Portland (courtesy of Wikipedia, thank you), and while it's far away, I really have my heart set on it. If I don't get this internship, I might die a little inside, as much as I love all of you in Atlanta. Unfortunately, the Oregon Zoo internship is unpaid, but it's less hours (only 8 less, now that I'm looking at it again), and I don't know...there's something about Portland that's just calling to me, conservative as I am. The interview for this one is Thursday the 26th, over the phone, so please pray for me. Maybe I'll be able to negotiate a shorter work week, but I doubt it...
The Zoo Atlanta internship is also unpaid, but it requires the least hours (16/week), which would definitely allow me to work somewhere like the Georgia Aquarium and support myself, and it's the most convenient, as it would mean staying in Atlanta. However, I have not yet heard back from either of these places...
I know what I want, but I would truly be grateful if everyone would please pray for me in this time of decision-making...and for all these interviews. Especially that phone one...*shudder*
Do you have an overdue library book? 'Cause you've got fine written all over you.
I was at the public library today. You think you'd be safe at the library, right? Place to study, surrounded by books, only people there are people who are going to keep to themselves?
I take out the paper I'm supposed to read, then open my laptop (and proceed to get distracted by the lack of chat and write the previous post, in which there is a certain irony). I'm busily updating my blog when a guy walks up to my table. The conversation is as follows:
Guy: You look familiar. Is your name Heather?
Me: *thinking, "Did he really just use that on me?"* No...
Guy: *sits down without asking* Really? 'Cause you look just like a girl I know named Heather. Do I know you from somewhere?
Me: Did you go to Lassiter?
Guy: Long time ago.
Me: Go to Georgia Tech?
Guy: I actually go to Southern.
Me: Guess not then. *looks back at computer*
Guy: You really look like her though, except your eyes are more...shiny.
Me: *trying not to snicker* Oh, really?
Guy: Yeah, and when you smile, your cheeks get all pink. It's really cute.
Me: *laughing again* Um, thank you.
Guy: *says some other stuff I can't remember* And my friend and I, we're both actors...*other stuff I can't remember* And I'm in this band where I play <some instrument>. We're pretty good.
Me: Oh, really?
Guy: Yeah. *we say something about spirituality, i guess?* You might be interested in this book! *throws out a book on karma and the Dhali Llama*
Me: Oh, I don't believe in karma.
Guy: You don't believe in karma? You don't believe in anything.
Me: No, I'm Christian.
Guy: Oh, I see! Well, I'm not one to have a serious conversation with a total stranger...
Me: .....
Guy: But I've been a lot of places. I went to India, and this guy I was talking to there was remarking on how the Christian civilizations have the highest rates of suicide and alcoholism.
Me: Well, that's possibly because many people in our so-called Christian civilization don't really have any sort of spiritual connection to anything, and see no need to have any because they're nominally Christian. Thus, they drown their sorrows in alcohol and commit suicide.
Guy: ...I suppose that could be true.
Me: I'm sorry...what was your name?
Guy: You don't remember?
Me: No, you said it rather quietly.
Guy: Ryan.
Me: Well, it was nice to meet you, Ryan. *shakes his hand* I have dinner with a friend to go to, but perhaps I'll see you around. Good-bye!
This was heavily edited, due to time lapse and the fact that it was longer than I care to reproduce, but it is true to his character. He really said all that stuff about shiny eyes and a band and India. And I really was just sitting there, thinking, "Is this guy for real?"
This could easily turn into a lecture on the etiquette of wooing women, but we shall save that for another time. Suffice it to say that timing, observation, and subtlety are key.
Perhaps all that arrogance (and cheesy one-liners, I was half-expecting the library line) might have worked in a bar. But alas, I'm afraid it did not work on this girl in a library just trying to get her work done.
I take out the paper I'm supposed to read, then open my laptop (and proceed to get distracted by the lack of chat and write the previous post, in which there is a certain irony). I'm busily updating my blog when a guy walks up to my table. The conversation is as follows:
Guy: You look familiar. Is your name Heather?
Me: *thinking, "Did he really just use that on me?"* No...
Guy: *sits down without asking* Really? 'Cause you look just like a girl I know named Heather. Do I know you from somewhere?
Me: Did you go to Lassiter?
Guy: Long time ago.
Me: Go to Georgia Tech?
Guy: I actually go to Southern.
Me: Guess not then. *looks back at computer*
Guy: You really look like her though, except your eyes are more...shiny.
Me: *trying not to snicker* Oh, really?
Guy: Yeah, and when you smile, your cheeks get all pink. It's really cute.
Me: *laughing again* Um, thank you.
Guy: *says some other stuff I can't remember* And my friend and I, we're both actors...*other stuff I can't remember* And I'm in this band where I play <some instrument>. We're pretty good.
Me: Oh, really?
Guy: Yeah. *we say something about spirituality, i guess?* You might be interested in this book! *throws out a book on karma and the Dhali Llama*
Me: Oh, I don't believe in karma.
Guy: You don't believe in karma? You don't believe in anything.
Me: No, I'm Christian.
Guy: Oh, I see! Well, I'm not one to have a serious conversation with a total stranger...
Me: .....
Guy: But I've been a lot of places. I went to India, and this guy I was talking to there was remarking on how the Christian civilizations have the highest rates of suicide and alcoholism.
Me: Well, that's possibly because many people in our so-called Christian civilization don't really have any sort of spiritual connection to anything, and see no need to have any because they're nominally Christian. Thus, they drown their sorrows in alcohol and commit suicide.
Guy: ...I suppose that could be true.
Me: I'm sorry...what was your name?
Guy: You don't remember?
Me: No, you said it rather quietly.
Guy: Ryan.
Me: Well, it was nice to meet you, Ryan. *shakes his hand* I have dinner with a friend to go to, but perhaps I'll see you around. Good-bye!
This was heavily edited, due to time lapse and the fact that it was longer than I care to reproduce, but it is true to his character. He really said all that stuff about shiny eyes and a band and India. And I really was just sitting there, thinking, "Is this guy for real?"
This could easily turn into a lecture on the etiquette of wooing women, but we shall save that for another time. Suffice it to say that timing, observation, and subtlety are key.
Perhaps all that arrogance (and cheesy one-liners, I was half-expecting the library line) might have worked in a bar. But alas, I'm afraid it did not work on this girl in a library just trying to get her work done.
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