Friday, May 31, 2013

Day 211

Day two hundred eleven
May 31, 2013: I will probably be starting a second job come July. It will be for a nurse who needs someone to watch her children over the night shift. What is good about this job is that there will be plenty of time to study and sleep. There may be one to two hours of actual work, but most of it will be making sure the kids don't burn the house down. It will be an extra 180 dollars per week which will be great, because that will be about 700 a month which means that I might have enough money to actually pay for things instead of cry because college is too expensive. The kids seem pretty easy to take care of, unfortunately the cat's breath stinks.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Day 209 and 210

Day two hundred nine
May 29, 2012: So I did it. I scheduled an appointment to get my hair cut. I'm kind of really nervous. This place, Envy, either got five stars, or one. The bad reviews were people who didn't like the atmosphere, and everyone who liked it said the actual hair cut was perfect. So even if I don't like the ambiance, what matters is that I get the hair cut I want. I am also insanely nervous that the hair cut I want will not look good on me.  So much hair anxiety.

Day two hundred ten
May 30, 2013: My right eye finally stopped watering. It's been watering for almost a week, sometimes so much that it looked like I was crying; only from my right eye though.

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Day 208

Day two hundred eight
May 28, 2013: Thank you Pinterest, for making me waste my time, for showing that someone has already thought of what I used to think was my creative and original idea.  Thank you, for creating a social like website where I don't actually have to deal with people, but can just look at pictures that I like.

Monday, May 27, 2013

Day 207

Day two hundred seven
May 27, 2013: I am waiting for inspiration to strike. It's not striking.

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Day 206

Day two hundred six
May 26, 2013: My desk top wall paper used to be rotating pictures of a weeping angle getting closer, but apparently someone on Pinterest already did that, and so I wasn't clever anymore. So now I have a reading dragon.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Waiting

Waiting
As they call the names
You hold your breath
Another is spoken
Another non-death
One by one
The parents feel relieved
Others kept waiting
Trying to believe
The next name
Will be your child's
Each name called
Sends your heart wild
Waiting
Praying dear Lord
Let the next be my own
Surrounded by people
Feeling alone
There are no words
For the rushing pain
Of each name called
And having to wait again
Will the one
You long to hear
Ever be called
A clammy fear
Just waiting

Inspired by the tragedy of the recent tornado in Oklahoma City and dedicated to the parents who waited, St. Andrews United Methodist Church, to hear the name of children called.

Day 205

Day two hundred five
May 25, 2013: Things I've learned this week:
Using a split infinitive breaks no grammar rules.
And that's all I got this week. I didn't learn much. Also, I always suspected the whole split infinitive rule was a myth, much like ending your sentence with a proposition. Usually in grammar there's a good reason for the rules, but there never was for those two. It was...well just because.

Friday, May 24, 2013

Day 204

Day two hundred four
May 24, 2013: Sometimes it seems like it's going to take far too long to actually start my career. College is going to take at least four years, maybe five, and before I can take the exam to become a CPA I need to have experience in an entry level position of accounting. With today and how it seems you need to have your entire adult hood and career planed out your sophomore year I feel like I'm going to be ancient by the time I am a working adult of the community.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Day 203


Day two hundred three
May 23, 2013: Re-reading books is kind of a bitter sweet thing. Recently I have been reading through some of my favorites from being a little kid, and it's almost like I'm reading a new book. Not because I have forgotten so much of it, but because my reaction to the book is so different. It's one of those things that show me how much I've changed. Books that I have been re-reading every couple years for a long time are different. It's like they've "grown up" with me and I have trouble comparing to how a felt when I read them the first time to how I feel now since I have read them so many times. But book, where it has been five or more years since I've read them, I can really tell how different they appear to me. Books are funny like that.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Day 202


Day two hundred two
May 22, 2013: Today Ollie kept trying to escape the mud room, (the room we've put her in until she stops being so skittish.) She would jump at the handle door and then meow really loudly when she crashed to the ground. It was so cute and funny.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Day 201


Day two hundred one
May 21, 2013: Everything smells down here. Not like a stinky smell, but as in its sent is stronger. I step outside and I can just smell the earth. It isn't bad really. It's different, but I'm not sure if it's good either.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Day 200


Day two hundred
May 20, 2013: Yep, 200! I have officially been writing this thing for 200 days. Wow, that's over half a year. The time is going by quite quickly. Oh, and apparently across the pond, the word "quite" is used to mellow something out. Such as saying, "You're quite good," would be like saying, "You're fairly good." Also, I'm still confused about the whole cookie/biscuit thing. First thing, is the thing Americans call biscuits even found often in Britain, and if so what are they called? Second thing, is everything an American would call a cookie called a biscuit? Or only some cookies called biscuits? It is really hard to find these things out on the internet as the British and American people always seem to be unable to communicate to one another what they mean.  

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Day 199


Day one hundred ninety-nine
May 19, 2013: I don't like working on Sundays. I think I have said this before. No matter, it still stands.

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Day 198


Day one hundred ninety-eight
May 18, 2013: Things I have learned this week.
Deciding who gets to name the new kitty is a perfectly reasonable excuse to fight.
Peanut Butter Crunch with chocolate milk is probably the best "bad" Saturday breakfast ever. Seriously. If you enjoy Peanut Butter Crunch and chocolate milk separately you will love them together. It is the unhealthy pure sugar cereal combination you have been waiting for.
The people who made the FaceSwap app obviously had trouble telling faces and necks apart.
Tom Cruise as a tooth in the exact center of his face.
Shows and books become better with each person who shares the experience with you.
The world ending by alpacas is called an alpacalypse.
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Friday, May 17, 2013

Day 197


Day one hundred ninety-seven
May 17, 2013: Happy birthday Mum! We have adopted a cat. She cute, and cuddly, and gray, and I think we're naming it Ollie. Abi wants to name her something else, but I think the majority of us prefer the name Ollie. The cat followed Mum and Dad home from their walk yesterday. It's just a little kitten, not more than a few weeks old. At first it wouldn't let anyone near it, but as time goes on she's warming up to people. If you make a sudden move or noise she'll still skitter away but for the most part she's calm. And she's gray! I've always liked gray cats.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Day 196


Day one hundred ninety-six
May 16, 2013: Just got done having a water battle with the kids. I was reading Inkdeath when a sobbing wet Abi showed up at my door and asked if I wanted to participate in a water battle, I'm on her team. Apparently it had been her against both Jacob and Colleen. I figured I wouldn't want to miss out on the first water battle of the year so I went ahead and said yes. We spent a little over half our time coming up with the rules and testing them out in casual play, and then a couple minutes actually playing by those rules, and then we spent the rest of the time standing in one spot squirting at each other. And then at the end of it we did an epic walk up the drive way.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Day 195


Day one hundred ninety-five
May 15, 2013: Why couldn't I have been born in a year that ended with 5 or 0? No, I had to end in a year that ended with 3. The only good thing about my year was that it was '93 and 3 is the square root of 9. I would have liked to have been born in the year 2000, that would have been neat. The weather has been hot.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Day 194


Day one hundred ninety-four
May 14, 2013: While it is sad I am making less money, it is nice having more time off I suppose. But still, more days off than working is quite the diet to put my pay check through. Supposedly summer is really slow after Mother's and Father's day, so I'll probably not be getting as much work. Oh, yea, and I guess it goes without saying that I've heard nothing back on the bank job, so guess I didn't get it. Oh well, interview. That is much further than I have ever gone when I have applied at a bank job.

Monday, May 13, 2013

Day 193


Day one hundred ninety-three
May 13, 2013: I think more than anything else my home sickness is shown through my change in taste. It used to be I had a very professional, clean cut taste in fashion, style. I am finding more and more though that I love anything that is vaguely urbane or, for lack of a better word, hipster. I didn't used to feel this way. It used to be, ew, that guy has a pierced ear, weird hair, and is wearing skinny jeans. That look was simply unacceptable, despite the fact that half the men in Bend looked like that. Now a guy who looks like that my reaction is more like, huh, he's kind of cute.  And I used to like more normal styles for myself. I used to like the pixie cut, but never much for myself, now I can't wait and a part of me wants a really edgy but, with funky pointy bangs and everything. I just want to move to Buckhead. It looks like home in there.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Day 192


Day one hundred ninety-two
May 12, 2013: I knew what I was going to write today, but then I forgot. Oh well, thank you Mum for being such a great mother and stuff.

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Day 191


Day one hundred ninety-one
May 11, 2013: I am trying something new with A Thousand Days. Every Saturday I am going to have something called Things I Learned This Week. I want to use it as a fun way to re-cap the week.  I could try to explain what it will be but I'll just go ahead and do it.
Job recruiters never call when they say they will.
The most stupid apps are usually the most entertaining.
Some days just suck no matter what.
Some days just need a little work to be fantastic.
The reason it's taking so long for the second season of The Legend of Korra to come out is because it was originally only supposed to be the one season.
Sometimes the best ideas and presents just hit you over the head when you aren't even looking.
The color magenta happens when you take away green light.

Friday, May 10, 2013

Day 190


Day one hundred ninety
May 10, 2013: I don't have much to say. There isn't much I want to say. I am very quiet right now.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Day 189



Day one hundred eighty-nine
May 9, 2013: Still haven't heard back from the bank yet. The suspense is killing me. Especially since I'm only working three days next week.

Day 188


Day one hundred eighty-eight
May 8, 2013: The interview went alright, I think. I ask more questions than the person who interviewed me.


Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Day 187


Day one hundred eighty-seven
May 7, 2013: I just realized today that I have no clothes I can wear to work at a bank. Why is that so important? Because today I was called again by the person who interviewed me yesterday. Guess who's going to have a um, (is there a special name for an interview done in person, a personal interview, a physical interview, a real interview, they all sound wrong.) Any way, I'm going to the actual bank, and talking to a person who will be only a couple feet away from me. Supposedly I wasn't supposed to hear back from them for about four days, with the interview not happening till the beginning of next week, at the soonest. I am both really excited this is going along much faster than anticipated, but another part of me is thinking, "What, what, what?! No, arrgh, I wasn't supposed to be freaking out about this for at least another week." Just remember girl, besides being an eccentric rich author living in a brick house in a secluded forest, working at a bank is your dream job.

Monday, May 6, 2013

Day 186


Day one hundred eighty-six
May 6, 2013: I will be perfectly honest; yesterday was not a good day for me. I guess Every once in a while it just hits me, I'm not home anymore. It seems like it should be getting easier, like over time I would belong more, but in reality as the novelty of the place wears off, I'm becoming aware just how unsettled I am. There are some places in particular where I feel not only unsettled, but unwelcomed.  I thought about not writing this, but I figured one of the reasons for writing this Thousand Days journal is to tell the story of my life in short little segments. I need to tell about my hard days too. I want this journal to be something personal. On the upside, I believe the phone interview went alright. I can't really say if it went great, but unlike usual I don't think I sounded like an idiot.

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Day 185


Day one hundred eighty-five
May 5, 2013: I need to remember to do this before right before bed.

Saturday, May 4, 2013

Day 184


Day one hundred eighty-four
May 4, 2013: May the 4th be with you. I'm doing this right before leaving for work so I'm keeping it short.

Daleks

Today I am going to share one of the little bits of writing I do when I do my writing exercises  A couple days ago my writing exercise was to write a short expository paragraph/essay. I had recently watched the episode "Victory of the Daleks," so daleks were on the mind. 

Daleks
Daleks are a race of aliens. They used to be organic creatures but they spent years stripping themselves of any unnecessary physical feature. During this process the also stripped themselves of most feelings and emotions as well. Although it is a moot point since they were never human, in the way we usually use thy word the daleks stripped all humanity from themselves. Biologically, the now look similar to an octopus, if octopuses were a sickly pale white with bulging veins, if their heads were a larger proportion, and if they had more than eight tentacles. Daleks created for themselves super high-tech, metal , dome shaped bodies that look vaguely like shawled grannies from the side. As appendages they gave themselves a telescope on the head, and roughly were one would try to put arms the daleks gave themselves whisks and plungers. Daleks used to just com in a more natural bronze finish but now they come in all sorts of colors, such as blue, white, yellow, red, and more.
Daleks are mostly known for trying to wipe out humanity, but then failing, several times. They are always stopped by the Doctor, the last of the Time Lords. The daleks and the time lords were the two sides of the Time War. During the time war the only time lord to survive was the Doctor, (save the Master...and Satan, and according to whovians, perhaps the weeping angles, and Timothy Dalton, but let's not muddy the water.) The Doctor has actually completely wiped out the Daleks several times but the managed to come back from it each time.
They enjoy disintegrating things, floating, and yelling, "EXTERMINATE!!" 

Friday, May 3, 2013

Day 183


Day one hundred eighty-three
May 3, 2013: So, recently I have been looking for more work. I've posted adds about house sitting and math tutoring, I've even applied for a couple bank teller positions. It has been a couple weeks since I have applied for either of the bank positions so I was surprised when I got a call this morning to schedule a phone interview. It's over the phone, I know. I will probably do terribly, I always sound like an idiot over the phone, and they will ask a bunch of questions that I have actually prepared for but that I forget the answers to the second they ask. Oh well, interview. That's farther than I have ever gotten when applying for a bank position. 

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Day 182


Day one hundred eighty-two
May 2, 2013: I caught up on Psych, with one day to spare. Episode one of season seven expires tomorrow on HULU. And I also found the perfect gift for Colleen on the internet today. The best thing is that it was also really inexpensive, without looking cheap. The only sad thing was that it was something I had to pre-order, and I won't get it till early August, and Colleen's birthday is in mid-July. I'm going to make a really cool card though with a picture of the present, or a promise saying when the present should be getting there.

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Day 181


Day one hundred eighty-one
May 1, 2013: Writing this a few minute before I head out for work. Two beautiful days without work. It goes by so quickly. The really sad thing is that working is the only way to make money.