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|Wednesday, May 14th, 2014|
I am doing another Mission 101 list. This time, several friends are joining me in this pursuit.
Several of you will notice that many of these goals are repeats from my previous list. I am very excited about my list. ( 101 Under the CutCollapse )
|Monday, December 9th, 2013|
Today grateful for:
1) My beloved who is incredibly supportive of me. Although it is a rather large inconvenience, he has been helping with dog siting for my friends. He wakes up early, lets the dogs out and makes me coffee. Way above and beyond the call of duty.
2) For my social network, which is generating me business in unexpected places.
3) For my education, which allows me to read and analyze information.
4) For my family, who loves and supports me.
5) For a Spartan victory on Saturday.
|Thursday, November 14th, 2013|
So the “about me” meme.
1) I will start with things a stranger can tell by my friends’ postings to my facebook wall. (This is cheating, I don’t care.) I care about politics and the state of our world. I love wine and coffee. I would dress in pink every day if I could. Ducks are my spirit animal. I read more than 50 books a year. I have mad auntie skills. And I have a gaggle of amazing friends whom I love very much.
2) I have been to every prison in the state of Michigan. I accomplished this by driving my dad to see his state assigned appeals clients.
3) I have been, on a strangely large number of occasions, licked by complete strangers. This happened most notably in Paris, by a Pakistani guy, who was trying to convince me to marry him for a green card. Most recently, I was licked by a guy, in full zombie makeup, at the Halloween party at the Fisher Mansion.
4) I have been engaged more than once, but never married. In a Regency novel, I’d be a “ruined woman” and I should have either thrown myself off a bridge, gone to the colonies to be a governess under an assumed name or died of consumption. Instead my friend Matt says I am living in an Alice Hoffman novel.
5) I feel I have at least four books in me, struggling to be written.
6) I have suffered anxiety and depression for a very long time. I am flummoxed by people who comment on my cheerfulness.
7) I love music. I used to play string base. I nearly always have a song running in my head. Right now it is a Brandenburg Concerto.
8) Despite my love of music, (or maybe because of my love of music) Karaoke makes me uncomfortable. And for a wine drinker, I rather dislike most drinking games. I do love board games, but find it difficult to find folks willing to play trivia with me.
9) I feel like I am settling into “the next big phase” of my life and I feel rather confident about it.
10) I only look sweet and innocent…
|Monday, April 8th, 2013|
|Massive Posting July 2012 to March 2013
April 8, 2013:Posting for July 2012 to March 2013 So, I did not post from July to April. Much has happened. My life is a bit sadder and less stable than in June of 2012. I won't post my progress or lack of progress on Missions, as that would be a Really Long Post. Under the cut is a bit of narrative about my missions. ( Read more...Collapse ) Complete, one-time events: 26 8 more than July 2012 Complete, annualized events: 9 The same as July 2012Exceeding expectations: 29 7 More than July 2012Making progress: 13 3 Less than July 2012Needs improvement: 8 3 more than July 2012On hold/have not started/not created yet: 16 13 Less than July 2012
|Friday, March 15th, 2013|
|College: Good Times, good times...
This started out as a reply to Tim Miley, about the JMC Marathon Read of 100 years of Solitude. It got too long, so I made it its own post.
...As for 100 Years of Solitude, I read it in Spanish 330 "Latin American Liturature." Our professor was a refugee from Pinochet’s regime. She'd tell us horrific stories in rapid Spanish, like about flying nuns and the Disappeared. Then, she’d stare ...out the window for long periods of time. Consequently, I was drunk for much of that semester. Or I would load up on a triple mocha, as the room was the highest point in the building and sauna warm, and it seemed disrespectful to dose off after one of her rememberances.
The class was located in the Old Auditorium. It was a dance studio, above the main stage with inset lighting, and mirrors. Think 1970's disco, meets 1930's WPA neo-gothic construction. In the rooms on either side of us were an African dance class, and a ballroom dance class. Across the hall was Shakespearean elocution class. Or at least that is what I think it was, they’d scream lines of Shakespeare and Chaucer in lousy British accents. The professor really seemed to like the murder scenes and the sexy scenes. And sometimes I think they were just SCA kids messing around, because I swear I heard lines from Monte Python every so often.
Meanwhile on our third wall, there was a group of students who claimed they were studying Intermediate shamanism. But I think they were just smoking it down. (The class was at 4:20). And I don't think Shamanism is traditionally taught in academic settings. But then again, it seemed too well organized to be just your average group of stoners, so maybe...
All in all, the class was pretty trippy. I blamed the class setting for not really “getting” the book. There was a lot I did not "get" that semester, like intor to Statistics and why the boy I liked only seemed to like me from the hours of 10pm to 5am. Clearly, the copius booze could have played a part in my poor decision making and overall higher thinking skills that sememster.
Needless to say I dropped my Spanish major the next semester, and transferred those credits to my Cognate in Latin American and Caribbean Studies. Ganga, Pinochet, stats and banana trade policy became a reoccurring theme in that academic pursuit also… Later on, the Shamanism would reappear. But that is a different story.
|Wednesday, January 16th, 2013|
Yesterday, the State posted my old job. I applied for it, so as to not be accused of “not seeking suitable work.” Clearly, having been adequately trained, and done the job for more than a year, this would be the definition of ‘suitable work.” Perhaps they think every one of the 400 laid off UIEs will all come back, clicking our heals, thrilled to be given the chance to work for them again?
On the contrary, I am feeling quite liminal about the idea of going back. Last night, I had a dream about being back at that job. But in the job, I was doing very little actual work; that is, serving the good people of the State of Michigan. In the dream, I was cleaning old files and snack wrappers out of my desk, while listening to people gossip all around me. The candy and muffin wrappers, I think relate to peeling away of bad habits to deal with stress. And the nasty gossip from a few people was an omnipresent feature of that workplace. So, while I do desperately want to work and be financially self-sufficient and serve people, I dread re-entering that nasty, gossipy, negative stress-filled environment. Yes, the job does meet the legislative definition of “suitable work” I know that that environment is not suitable for me, nor was it ever suitable.
This leads, of course to trying to define what is “suitable” for Carrie? This is where I am stuck. For me, this leads to the depression of trying to search for work. Finding an environment that aligns with my interests and my personality. And finding postings I get very excited about, as I think they will fit, only to be rejected. This constant, repeated rejection makes me feel like there is nothing out there for me. And that is simply not a financially acceptable answer. So it is difficult. Current Mood: Depressed
|Monday, October 15th, 2012|
Okay, so I have my absentee ballot. And I have the accompanying candidate literature. As you all know I am a “big supporter” of the Republican Party. You may remember that in March, the GOP sent me a GOLD card, with an accompanying letter telling me to hold it in my hands and imagine life with a Conservative Majority.
Thus, some conservative organization sent me my marching orders on how to ... vote this November. If I read the graphic presentation of this lit piece correctly, I am supposed to vote for the Ghost of Ronald Regan and his running mate the Bald Eagle. The two of them will be moving into the White House, from their current habitat inside in the Liberty Bell. They live there together, as roommates in a totally non-gay way.
Once elected, they will work to Restore Freedom. They will also appoint their neighbor the Gadsden Snake to be Secretary of the Treasury or maybe Secretary of State. I am unclear about this last bit. It is also possible that Ronnie and Sam will disavow any knowledge of their friend Snakey, and continue to run up the debt.
|Sunday, July 1st, 2012|
|Wednesday, June 27th, 2012|
|I wear my Sunglasses at Night!
Okay, so I need everyone to talk to St Anthony, the Fae, or whomever you speak with to find lost objects. You can text me the answers you are given, I have my Blackberry.
This morning, on my drive to work, I lost my glasses. I have had to spend my day wearing my Lady GaGa script glasses, so I can see. I spent the evening cleaning out La Cochita. She is now cleaner than she has been in a Really Long Time. (For the record, I was only pulling out Irma Clark-Coleman paraphernalia, not Senior Counseling or Aldo Vagnozzi stuff…though I was hoping to find a map.) All four seats are not only visible, but usable, should we move out Ruby’s seats. Despite this assiduous cleanse, I have yet to find my regular glasses.
As a result, today, I have learned some important things. One, it is not so unrealistic, that Velma was always losing her glasses, and once she had lost them, had trouble groping about searching for them. Two, based upon the number of vaguely creepy pop songs about them, sunglasses must be the most fetishized apparel object of the 1980’s. Three, most of my co-workers must think I am a total light weight, because many of them thought I was hung over, and that my light aversion was lasting all day…
Also, I learned there is a shocking amount of Velma Porn out there. Who knew? I always though folks would be hot for Daphne. But apparently it is us nerd girls who do it better.
Oh, and I am taking this “Very Big Clean” as an opportunity to add a goal: to finally get La Cochita really spiffily clean...I am three quarters of the way there. I am going to then take her to get her detail cleaned. I found a Groupon.
|Saturday, June 23rd, 2012|
|Confession Friday, One Day Late:
Sometimes when I am out and about running errands, I have the Mario theme song running through my head. When I find the thing I need/want, I feel like I should hear the chime sound and a "500" should appear over my head...
So my friend sent me this link to a guy playing it on wine glasses. This, I find to be the second most worth it use of a wine glass...
|Monday, June 18th, 2012|
|Wednesday, June 13th, 2012|
|Tuesday, May 29th, 2012|
|Mission 101 August to May
May 29, 2012
So I have not posted since posting my July progress, in August. I have been busy!!!! Mainly, I became full time employed at a job that includes an hour and twenty minute (both way) commute. But Memorial Day weekend seemed like a good day to record my memories. I also added the category “one-time events,” to recognize the fully complete missions, as opposed to the multi-year accomplishments. Also, I noticed I have two duplicate numbers, and divided one goal into .3. I paid off 3 loans. Put money back on two credit cards and have made progress on some other loans. I have decided not to post all of the categories, so as to save folk’s bandwidth, and not over-post. But I thought I’d post my stats.
Complete, one-time events: 18 Obviously 18 more, as I did not have this category before
Complete, annualizes events: 14 8 less than July Most of the losses going to purple
Exceeding expectations: 10 8 less than July. Most of these losses, became blue
Making progress: 11 4 more than July
Needs improvement: 10 2 More than July
On hold/have not started/not created yet: 41 7 less than July, which indicated progress.
I was a Brownie. Now my beloved Niece is a daisy!
I believe that Samoas are the best...
Given all the flak the Girl Scouts have received lately for supporting, girls and their possible life choices, I urge all like-minded folks to buy a few boxes in support of this organization.
|Friday, December 30th, 2011|
|Book List 2011
- The Sword of Avalon; Diana Paxton 416
- The Wolves of Andover:; Kathleen Kent 304
- Passionista; Dr. Ian Kenrner: 224
- The Fairies and the Quest for Neverland; Gail Carson Levine 224
- The Amber Spyglass; Philip Pullman 518
- Alice I have Been; Melanie Benjamin 368
- The Wise Heart: A Guide to the Universal Teaching of Buddhist Psychology; Jack Kornfield 448
- The Great Oom; The Improbable Birth of Yoga In America: Robert Love 402
- Daughters of Rome; Kate Quinn 370
- The Secret Affair; Mary Balogh 400
- The Fat Flush Diet; Mary Louise Gettleman 288
- Fahrenheit 451; Ray Bradbury 179
- The Seer of Sevenwaters; Juliet Marillier 432
- Middlesex; Geofrey Eugenides 544
- Pillars of the Earth; Ken Follett 816
- Zipporah, Wife of Moses; Marek Halter 288
- Kushiel’s Dart; Jacqueline Carey 701
- Madam Tousaud: A Novel of the Frensh Revolution; Michelle Moran 446
- Wolves Among Us: Chronicles of the Scribe Ginger Garrett 304
- Playing for Pizza; John Grisham 272
- The Silver Cup; Constance Leeds 240
- The Good Earth; Pearl S. Buck 385
- Basic Math in 15 Minutes a Day; Learning Express 240
- Vegan Virgin Valentine; Carolyn Mackler 228
- The Four Feathers; A.E.W. Mason 406
- I Heard the Owl Call my Name; Margaret Craven 159
- Shadow in the North; Philip Pullman 288
- I Claudius; Robert Graves 468
- An Empire of Blue Water: Captain Morgan’s Great Pirate Army, the Epic Battle
for the Americas, and the Catastrophe that Ended the Outlaws’ Bloody Reign; Stephan Talty 352
- Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim; David Sedaris 272
- A Good Year; David Mayle 304
- Grammar Snobs are Great Big Meanies: A Guide to language for Fun and Spite; June Casagrande 224
- Snow Flower and the Secret Fan; Lisa See 288
- Murder of King Tut: the Plot to Kill the Child King- A Nonfiction Thriller; James Patterson 332
- Lady Audley’s Secret; Mary Elizabeth Braddon 355
- On the Road; Jack Kerouac 320
- Whitethorn Woods; Maeve Binchy 352
- The Dante Club; Matthew Pearl 372
- The Valcourt Heiress; Catherine Coulter 368
- Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman 288
- Winesburg, Ohio; Sherwood Anderson 240
- Stardust; Neil Gaiman 256
- The Turn of the Screw; Henry James 310
- The handmaid and the Carpenter; Elizabeth Berg 192
- Oh Pioneers; Willa Cather 312
- Stealing Buddha’s Dinner; Bich Minh Nguyen 272
- The Maltese Falcon; Dashiell Hammett 224
- Handfasting and Wedding Rituals: Welcoming Hera’s Blessing;
Tannin Schwartzstein and Raven Kaldera 336
- I am America (And So Can You!) Shouted by Stephen Colbert 250
- The Bards of the Bone Plain; Patricia McKillip 336
Total Pages = 16897
|Tuesday, August 30th, 2011|
|Under the Topic of “Better Late than Never"
August 30, 2011 So, under the topic of “better late than never,” here is my July posting. Complete: 20 1 More than June Exceeding expectations: 18 4 More than June Making progress: 7 Same as June Needs improvement: 8 5 Less than June On hold/have not started/not created yet: 48 2 less than June ( Read more...Collapse )
20) Have nails done every other week. Have toenails done every three months
I am back doing this, as a calming technique after therapy.
Here I cut off, due to tech difficulties.
|Saturday, July 30th, 2011|
|Yahoo Mail Problems
The following is a letter I wrote to Yahoo. In the past month,Yahoo has been forcing their users to adopt their latest version of YahooMail. I believe the goal is to have the new format to be a lot more like Google mail. I have both Gmail and yahoo. I have always like yahoo classic much more than Gmail, which I find to be a much more intrusive system. So I was not thrilled with the switch.
Nevertheless, my main problems with the new YahooMail are the faulty programming in the new system, rather than the philosophy of message sorting or intrusive nature of social media linking. So I wrote them the following letter. I shall keep you posted on their response, if any.
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|Friday, July 29th, 2011|
|Tuesday, July 26th, 2011|
|In Which Our Herione, Gets Gets Accused of "Being More Radcliffy"
This started out as an edit on my OkC profile. For goodly reasons, I am dusting it off, and once again focusing my search. I am reassessing me, and what I am looking for in potential dating partners.
Therefore, I clicked on the personality histogram that OkC created to describe my attributes in relation to the average of people registered on the site. I decided to post it here, rather than there, because a potential dude might feel over-categorized by the statement…
I am bemused by the OkC algorithm that pins me as “less well-read.” In fact, if you look at their distribution histogram, this is the “less-something attribute” by which I deviate most severely from the norm.
Freya’s Pigs! How can I be less well-read than the norm? If the norm on this site were liberal arts PhD’s this might be the case. But, clearly, while there are several Phd’s within my geographical region and age range, statistically speaking, these people are not the norm. As stated previously in this profile, I have a Master’s Degree, I listen to hours of NPR and I read more 50 books a year. I would venture to guess I am as well read, or better-read than most people on OkC. I do not mean this in an arrogant way, but in simple terms of statistics. Given my education and breadth of reading, I am, most likely, better read than the average person in Metro Detroit, on OkC. Therefore, I question the OkC algorithm.
Which comes to the point of my annoyance. Perhaps this flaw in their algorithm, is why OkC keeps quiver-matching me with poorly read guys and/or guys who seem to take pride/comfort in asserting that they know more about the world than me. I do not consider myself an educational classist. I will, and have, happily dated men with significantly less education than me. However, I value well spoken, well written guys people, who are intellectually curious. I will not tolerate boys approaching me with intentionally bad grammar (“wat U doin?”) and I will not tolerate profanity lased diatribes. Most importantly, I will not date someone who is dismissive of me in any way, and certainly not in terms of my intelligence.
So, I am not sure what to do to rectify this situation. Therefore, I am left to flail upon the internets. Drrr!
Okay, Rant over...you may all go about your regularly scheduled blog posting.
(Yes, it all goes back to booze...When searching for a images of "Cupid's Broken Arrow," this drink came was the number 1, 2, 3, and 5 images. Does anyone know what goes into a "Cupid's Broken Arrow?"