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Best Job Ever

Today our office took a "staff development day." Which meant that I got paid, just like I would have had I gone to work. Except my colleagues and I:

*Sat around in our slippers drinking coffee and hot cider
*Played truth or dare
*Watched Ferris Beuler's Day Off
*Consumed a ridiculous amount of delicious breakfast food including eggs benedict and waldorf salad
*Went bowling
*Played air hockey, ski ball, and other fun arcade games
*Went shopping at the mall
and
*Had an extended happy hour at Chili's, which included drinking and eating tastey tastey appetizers on somebody elses tab

Ah, the joys of Student Affairs.

The Best Friend Test

Joyous trumpets and champagne supernovas! You are 73% rock-solid friend!

The Three Musketeers. The Three Amigos. The Three Horsemen of the Apocalypse? you belong, dude, you belong! Some people put their neck on the line for their friends; you put your ass on the line. And by the way, nice ass. People know they can count on you in a crunch, in a jam, and in other food metaphors describing times of desperation. You give the gift of hope, but more importantly, you give the gift of kidney. Your rewards in life will be great, or at least better than other people's. To quote a fortune cookie: "You are soon have a fortunate experiences."

A Time for Reflection

A while ago, Erica was telling me that her mother has been working to create an LGBT resource section for parents in the local school library. Perhaps she should connect with Ms. Davis as a resource! I tell ya, there's a little somethin' out there for everyone these days. I think we should all take this opportunity to remember our own school librarians and the life changes that may have made since we left them.

So Much Cuteness

Warning: The content of this post may be offensive to many in the cementhorizon circle. I apologize ahead of time. That said, I just can’t help myself.

One of the women in my cohort just had a brand new baby and he is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my entire life (well, he may come in second to tiny monkeys, but with tiny monkeys it’s always no contest). Anyway, she went into labor right before the hurricane and she was having a home birth so I was very worried about her with the no power and the lack of mobility in case of emergency. But all is well with the entire family. His name is Kai, which means ocean…which makes him cool right from the start (in addition to being a looker ). This kid has it made in the shade. People with K names are generally pretty awesome.

In other news, Jason R. has inspired my new addiction to friendster.com. As if I needed another distraction in my life when there are faux hurricanes and adorable babies on my doorstep. That said, I have to admit that it’s pretty badass. I’ve already connected with people I haven’t spoken to in many years. It’s definitely helping to alleviate some of my west-coast separation anxiety.

Hurricane Isabel = LAME

Honestly, that has to have been one of the poorest excuses for a natural disaster since – well, I dunno. Our friend Isabel was barely even a tropical storm by the time she got to College Park. She was all talk coming over the gulf stream – sending us into a panic with her 100mph winds and threats of flooding. But she had basically pissed herself out by the time she got to my house. My housemates and I wasted about $140 and time/energy we didn’t have on emergency supplies for no reason. My roommate Paul was so irritated that he was standing on the front porch at the height of the storm taunting the wind and rain. In his finest hour, he threw his hands up in the air shouting, “Is that all you’ve got for us you little bitch? I’ve never seen a storm so wussy in my entire life! You think you’re hot shit because you can blow a few leaves into my yard? Come back when you’re all grown up, I don’t have time to play games little girl.”

I guess the damage is worse in other places. Downtown Baltimore supposedly had 3-5 feet of standing water. Before we lost power we saw pictures of the Potomac spilling over the sea wall. But all in all, Isabel was nothing to write home about. Our house still doesn’t have power. But we all agree that it’s been kind of fun to do our studying by candle light. It makes us feel colonial. =)

Hurricane Isabel

For those of you who don’t keep up with the news, a huge fucking hurricane is expected to hit the DC metro area by midday Thursday. Being from the west coast – land of earthquakes and brush fires – I have no idea what to expect. Frankly, I didn’t even think it would affect me until last night. I was under the impression that hurricanes only bother people who live in beach cities – and as I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I am NO WHERE NEAR the beach. But I AM near the fucking Chesapeake Bay… and this Isabel bitch is supposed to travel right up it and land on ME!

I called my dad last night to see if he had any advice for how to prepare. His response, “I would call up that Ohio school and see if they still have a spot for you.”

Ah, my family – always with the funny, rarely with the helpful.

I woke up ass early this morning to go buy bottled water and nonparishables before the stores sold out. We decided as a house that we don’t have the money to go buy plywood (which is selling for $33 a sheet – capitalist bastards). On the upside, we realized that with 2 gay boys in the house, we are totally set when it comes to candles – so when the power goes out, we are good to go on the mood lighting.

I’ll probably be out of contact for a few days… but hope that I’m safe. Most people tell me that things will be fine. They are expecting 170mph winds for about 24 hours. But we have a big, comfy basement – and plenty of grad school reading to keep us safe and occupied.

Wish me luck!

Jolie and Football?

I just attended my very first football game. I mean, I went to a few games in high school… but I was so drunk that I paid no attention to the actual game. Plus, I’m told that college games are totally different. Anyway, we kicked the Citadel’s ass SIXTYONE to ZERO. It was fun times.

That said, I probably won’t go back. The overflow of testosterone was a bit much for me. Hundreds of meathead frat guys were wearing shirts that said “Fuck Duke and Sadaam” and shouting things like “West Point Rejects” at the poor Citadel boys. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. The real reason I went was to build up “loyalty points” so I can get tickets once basketball season rolls around. But I think from now on that I’ll get the tickets and stay home.

On that note, I better get back to my paper-writing. Ah, the joys of grad school.

The Votes are In

Ok, so last night I got the results of the stupid MBTI and needless to say, I’m not too thrilled. First off, three out of my four personality characteristics are “slight” on a scale of “slight, moderate, clear, and very clear.” The only thing the test confident in is that I’m an E (extrovert) and not an I (introvert). Big fucking deal, Helen Keller could have told is THAT! The optimist in me if taking the test’s indecisiveness as a sign that I am a little bit of everything, rather than weak in the other three characteristics. I’m gonna go ahead and call myself “well rounded.”

So, for those of you who are into this business, the test says I’m an ENTP. For those of you who aren’t into this business, that means Extroversion/Intuition/Thinking/Perceiving.

ENTPs are characterized as “Quick, ingenious, stimulating, alert, and outspoken. Resourceful in solving new and challenging problems. Adept at generating conceptual possibilities and then analyzing them strategically. Good at reading other people. Bored by routine, will seldom do the same thing the same way, apt to turn to one new interest after another.”

Among other things, our “preferred work environment includes competent people.” LOL, that’s my favorite because dealing with incompetent colleagues is one of my biggest pet peeves. Apparently, I’m supposed to be “unappreciative of the input of others” which makes me sad because I think I appreciate others quite a bit – and let them know that. I think I’m more of an F (feeler) than a T (thinker) in a lot of ways… but according to this test I’m an insensitive bitch. Heehee.

So there you have it.

*In other news, my new plugs came yesterday and I had them put in this afternoon. They are amber colored and the sun looks SO pretty when it shines through. I would send pics, but the silly digital camera isn’t compatible with windows XP – which really sucks since that’s what all of the computers in our house have. Woe is me.

distractions are always nice

Purple: Yours is a rare aura. The rebel and
nonconformist, you don't care what other people think
and are often considered shocking and
outrageous. You see life from a different
perspective than most people you know, but you
are completely at peace with your beliefs. You
are intuitive and like to explore. You can be
compassionate and are prone to temptations.
Secret emotion: Aggression and Imagination


What color is your aura?
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This quiz is inspired by Jason R's page (where I stole it from) and the fact that I've spent the last 2 hours taking and reading about the stupid MBTI. I miss the good ol' days when my biggest responsibility involved making sure my kid didn't choke anyone during kickball.