And here it is folks:
http://homemarket.knoxnews.com/homemarket/index.cfm?action=detail,listings,listings&id=288668&type=residential&CFID=3575522&CFTOKEN=63721208
Wednesday, October 30, 2002
Tonight I learned the true significance of "best man." I was reading about Ancient Greek wedding and funeral rituals when I discovered that the groom's best friend would often stand outside and guard the door while the marriage was being consummated.
This weekend went well. Mike and I once again ventured into and exploration of another movie that had to do with serial killing. But luckily, it wasn't exactly the same as well, Insomnia, The Cell, and From Hell. This film was Brotherhood of the Wolf. I feel that it was good, but not great. Parts of it were very interesting and I wish that it wasn't resolved in the way that it was. I think it kind of tried to explain too much and make things seem both real and supernatural at the same time. Mike enjoyed the Italian Whore. I, sadly, had no man in the movie to enjoy. Perhaps I would have felt a lot better about the film if Johnny Depp made a cameo.
I mentioned this to Debby (one of my paralegal buddies from Baker Donelson) and she agreed. I actually went out to lunch with two of my paralegal buddies today and learned lots of gossip about the huge house in Knoxville. For my readers, I'll explain that it's about the size of an estate that say, "Madonna" would have. It's bigger than any house I've seen in Quincy or Belmont. No, I'm not exaggerating. It's huge. In fact, I just asked Ginger and Debby if it was an actual house or some kind of huge building. Ginger told me that it was a house lavishly and tackily built by a man who was just married. He then had an affair with the decorator. She became pregnant and lived in another section of the house without the wife even knowing she was there. Eventually, the wife found out. Hubby and wife got a divorce and wife got the house. Now she lives there alone. Well, probably with servants, but you get the idea.
And there you have the Knoxville gossip. If I find a picture of the place on the web (it's for sale now) then I'll post it here.
This weekend went well. Mike and I once again ventured into and exploration of another movie that had to do with serial killing. But luckily, it wasn't exactly the same as well, Insomnia, The Cell, and From Hell. This film was Brotherhood of the Wolf. I feel that it was good, but not great. Parts of it were very interesting and I wish that it wasn't resolved in the way that it was. I think it kind of tried to explain too much and make things seem both real and supernatural at the same time. Mike enjoyed the Italian Whore. I, sadly, had no man in the movie to enjoy. Perhaps I would have felt a lot better about the film if Johnny Depp made a cameo.
I mentioned this to Debby (one of my paralegal buddies from Baker Donelson) and she agreed. I actually went out to lunch with two of my paralegal buddies today and learned lots of gossip about the huge house in Knoxville. For my readers, I'll explain that it's about the size of an estate that say, "Madonna" would have. It's bigger than any house I've seen in Quincy or Belmont. No, I'm not exaggerating. It's huge. In fact, I just asked Ginger and Debby if it was an actual house or some kind of huge building. Ginger told me that it was a house lavishly and tackily built by a man who was just married. He then had an affair with the decorator. She became pregnant and lived in another section of the house without the wife even knowing she was there. Eventually, the wife found out. Hubby and wife got a divorce and wife got the house. Now she lives there alone. Well, probably with servants, but you get the idea.
And there you have the Knoxville gossip. If I find a picture of the place on the web (it's for sale now) then I'll post it here.
Thursday, October 24, 2002
I dyed my roots last night. By myself. I found it quite fun. You see, the enjoyable thing is that you smush all this black stuff into your hair all the while fearing that it may get into your eyes. Then you walk around for about a half hour with odd hair -- witchlike and scary hair. Like gel on black hair gone horribly wrong. Yes, it's quite enjoyable.
Other than that I've mostly been making brochures about scientific creations. I've been using the computer lab. I'm not sure if this is illegal or not. I have all the software I'm using. It's just that I don't have one computer to put it all on. So if I use the same software somewhere else...is that so wrong?
Halloween is coming up soon and I want to dress up as something scary. Why? I think it's the dark hair. I always tried to be scary with blond hair, but it just never worked. Now I really have the chance.
My upstairs neighbor is using some crazy tool. It's not a vaccuum. It sounds like something that vibrates (no, not a vibrator you perverts) and goes all over the room. Almost like a lawnmower. Weird.
Other than that I've mostly been making brochures about scientific creations. I've been using the computer lab. I'm not sure if this is illegal or not. I have all the software I'm using. It's just that I don't have one computer to put it all on. So if I use the same software somewhere else...is that so wrong?
Halloween is coming up soon and I want to dress up as something scary. Why? I think it's the dark hair. I always tried to be scary with blond hair, but it just never worked. Now I really have the chance.
My upstairs neighbor is using some crazy tool. It's not a vaccuum. It sounds like something that vibrates (no, not a vibrator you perverts) and goes all over the room. Almost like a lawnmower. Weird.
Wednesday, October 16, 2002
la vida extraño
The police were across the street Monday night again. But the funny thing about me saying that is that they are never across the street in the same place. Last week, they were across the street on Washington and down a few houses. Monday they were across the street on Monroe (we live on a corner) between the house that the crackwhore burnt down and the house with many people and cars. There were three cars that were all parked with their lights shining on an alley. I saw a man roaming around in the light of the headlights and heard a cop ask "you don't have a phone book?" My goodness, the South is strange.
This past weekend's movies were:
The Usual Suspects (which we had both seen before at Trinity) - *****
Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown - ***
The Cook, the Thief, his Wife and her Lover - ****
My rating system really has no rhyme or reason to it. But I think it goes from no to six stars. And those six star films would be oh say, like Dr. Strangelove, City of Lost Children etc. Five star films are simply classic films that are almost on the level of Stranglove et al. Four star films are really excellent films. Three are excellent. Two are good. One is medium. Zero is not worth the time of day. Negative stars would imply that the movie made me want to hit my head against the wall.
I just made that all up now so we'll see how it works out.
Other than movies, Mike and I are having quite an ordeal with the dentist Mike's advisor recommended us to. Here's the situation. Mike began going to them last year and when he originally went, he had not been to the dentist in a year and a half. He was also in desperate need of having his wisdom teeth removed. So they told him that he had at least 6 cavities and ALSO needed two crowns. Plus, of course, he had to have the w. teeth out -- this warranted a comment from Anne, the smiley receptionist. "I don't know why God gave us wisdom teeth." (My answer to Anne would be that it probably had something to do with that highly detested thing called evolution.) At any rate, another employee who works with Mike also went to this dentist and they recommended that she have thousands of dollars of dental work done. Now, none of this seemed to raise red flags because Mike hadn't been to the dentist in awhile and he didn't possess an intimate knowledge of this woman's teeth. Then, I went to the dentist in September and low and behold -- I have to get thousands of dollars of work done -- including two crowns. Plus, just like Mike, my teeth are so bad that I have to come back in four months instead of six for a cleaning. Hmmmm.... And the funny thing is that I had been to two dentists in the past 6 months: (1) my beloved dentist in Revere for a cleaning and checkup and (2) a dentist in Kansas for a filling (in my sleep I was grinding my teeth and I chomped into a filling that broke). And neither of them noted my 7 cavities and two crowns. Hmmm...
I'm interested to see what my two lovely lawyers think about this one.
The police were across the street Monday night again. But the funny thing about me saying that is that they are never across the street in the same place. Last week, they were across the street on Washington and down a few houses. Monday they were across the street on Monroe (we live on a corner) between the house that the crackwhore burnt down and the house with many people and cars. There were three cars that were all parked with their lights shining on an alley. I saw a man roaming around in the light of the headlights and heard a cop ask "you don't have a phone book?" My goodness, the South is strange.
This past weekend's movies were:
The Usual Suspects (which we had both seen before at Trinity) - *****
Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown - ***
The Cook, the Thief, his Wife and her Lover - ****
My rating system really has no rhyme or reason to it. But I think it goes from no to six stars. And those six star films would be oh say, like Dr. Strangelove, City of Lost Children etc. Five star films are simply classic films that are almost on the level of Stranglove et al. Four star films are really excellent films. Three are excellent. Two are good. One is medium. Zero is not worth the time of day. Negative stars would imply that the movie made me want to hit my head against the wall.
I just made that all up now so we'll see how it works out.
Other than movies, Mike and I are having quite an ordeal with the dentist Mike's advisor recommended us to. Here's the situation. Mike began going to them last year and when he originally went, he had not been to the dentist in a year and a half. He was also in desperate need of having his wisdom teeth removed. So they told him that he had at least 6 cavities and ALSO needed two crowns. Plus, of course, he had to have the w. teeth out -- this warranted a comment from Anne, the smiley receptionist. "I don't know why God gave us wisdom teeth." (My answer to Anne would be that it probably had something to do with that highly detested thing called evolution.) At any rate, another employee who works with Mike also went to this dentist and they recommended that she have thousands of dollars of dental work done. Now, none of this seemed to raise red flags because Mike hadn't been to the dentist in awhile and he didn't possess an intimate knowledge of this woman's teeth. Then, I went to the dentist in September and low and behold -- I have to get thousands of dollars of work done -- including two crowns. Plus, just like Mike, my teeth are so bad that I have to come back in four months instead of six for a cleaning. Hmmmm.... And the funny thing is that I had been to two dentists in the past 6 months: (1) my beloved dentist in Revere for a cleaning and checkup and (2) a dentist in Kansas for a filling (in my sleep I was grinding my teeth and I chomped into a filling that broke). And neither of them noted my 7 cavities and two crowns. Hmmm...
I'm interested to see what my two lovely lawyers think about this one.
Sunday, October 06, 2002
Today is study day. I am studying for a Greek test I have tomorrow. Also, I have to begin studying for my Spanish midterm. That means that my life consists of looking at index card with little words on them. Sigh.
Recently, both Mike and I were sick. The day after I visited the lawfirm I came down with some sort of flu-like thing. Then, of course, I gave it to Mike. The whole ordeal was no fun for both of us. I'm somewhat suspicious that we picked the dreaded flu-like thing up from Panera Bread. I remember seeing "the man that keeps it all going" (an employee that makes that Panera Bread particularly fast) ill outside on the Panera Bread patio. Of course, it could also be West Nile...one has to wonder.
During our feverish outbreaks, Mike and I rented two films aboutt serial killers. One of the films was "From Hell" and the other was "The Cell." "From Hell" was a good movie for both of us -- Johnny Depp for me and Heather Graham for him (but sadly her performance was so-so, or bad).
"The Cell" was much better than I expected. We didn't realize until after that it was over that it was directed by the man who directed REM's "Losing My Religion" video. As you can imagine, the look of the movie was intense. I highly recommend it. Last night we saw "The Way of the Gun" which, thank god, is not about serial killers of women, just murderers. I would rate this as a fairly good film. Benicio del Toro's performance was truly something. But then again, it always is.
In other things, my big chest of drawers finally arrived this weekend. It truly made my day because it means that I no longer live out of the suitcase I had been living out of for the past two months. All that clothing that lived at the bottom of the suitcase has now reminded me of it's presence.
Adios all.
"Silencio. Silencio. No hay banda. No hay orchestra." -Muholland Drive
"
Recently, both Mike and I were sick. The day after I visited the lawfirm I came down with some sort of flu-like thing. Then, of course, I gave it to Mike. The whole ordeal was no fun for both of us. I'm somewhat suspicious that we picked the dreaded flu-like thing up from Panera Bread. I remember seeing "the man that keeps it all going" (an employee that makes that Panera Bread particularly fast) ill outside on the Panera Bread patio. Of course, it could also be West Nile...one has to wonder.
During our feverish outbreaks, Mike and I rented two films aboutt serial killers. One of the films was "From Hell" and the other was "The Cell." "From Hell" was a good movie for both of us -- Johnny Depp for me and Heather Graham for him (but sadly her performance was so-so, or bad).
"The Cell" was much better than I expected. We didn't realize until after that it was over that it was directed by the man who directed REM's "Losing My Religion" video. As you can imagine, the look of the movie was intense. I highly recommend it. Last night we saw "The Way of the Gun" which, thank god, is not about serial killers of women, just murderers. I would rate this as a fairly good film. Benicio del Toro's performance was truly something. But then again, it always is.
In other things, my big chest of drawers finally arrived this weekend. It truly made my day because it means that I no longer live out of the suitcase I had been living out of for the past two months. All that clothing that lived at the bottom of the suitcase has now reminded me of it's presence.
Adios all.
"Silencio. Silencio. No hay banda. No hay orchestra." -Muholland Drive
"
Thursday, September 26, 2002
I went into the lawfirm today with strikingly black hair...no, I wasn't working. I shipped a package from J.Crew there. Why, you ask? Well, it's quite convenient because there's always someone there and the mail room is inside. If I had shipped it here, well, the mailman would have left it on the porch where rain, cats, and anybody who wanted it could get to it. (Our porch is typically Southern and enclosed. In fact, it's big and Victorian, but sadly, not a wrap-around.) OK, so back to the law firm -- I got a lot of "Oh my goodness!"'s going on. People stood and just marveled at how dark my hair was. Some of them liked it; others did not. And I was a little embarrassed at all the attention.
When I went into the science office on Monday, however, I enjoyed the fact that people actually talked to me for a change. OK, maybe just a couple people, but still, that's progress.
Speaking of the science work, I just got into my office yesterday. I'm a little disappointed. Mev (this means on the one hand in Ancient Greek) it's probably bigger than any office I'll ever have as a theatre professor, de (on the other hand- AG) it's very dirty and stuffy. It's window is positioned directly outside from the vents from the HUGE UNIVERSITY SIZE CENTRAL HEAT AND AIR units. So the unfortunate thing is that my office is extremely stuffy and I cannot open a window because that will simply let in more Carbon Monoxide. So I've learned...big office does not a happy Megan make.
Therefore, today I'm taking a Photoshop 4 class and I'm charging time for it damnit!!! Sadly, I must have the slowest computer in the entire scientific research program so I doubt I'll be able to run happy Photoshop. Way to get the web designer the tools she needs.
Adios.
Quote of the day: "I'm going to punch George Bush in the face." -Homer Simpson
When I went into the science office on Monday, however, I enjoyed the fact that people actually talked to me for a change. OK, maybe just a couple people, but still, that's progress.
Speaking of the science work, I just got into my office yesterday. I'm a little disappointed. Mev (this means on the one hand in Ancient Greek) it's probably bigger than any office I'll ever have as a theatre professor, de (on the other hand- AG) it's very dirty and stuffy. It's window is positioned directly outside from the vents from the HUGE UNIVERSITY SIZE CENTRAL HEAT AND AIR units. So the unfortunate thing is that my office is extremely stuffy and I cannot open a window because that will simply let in more Carbon Monoxide. So I've learned...big office does not a happy Megan make.
Therefore, today I'm taking a Photoshop 4 class and I'm charging time for it damnit!!! Sadly, I must have the slowest computer in the entire scientific research program so I doubt I'll be able to run happy Photoshop. Way to get the web designer the tools she needs.
Adios.
Quote of the day: "I'm going to punch George Bush in the face." -Homer Simpson
Friday, September 20, 2002
Alas, I found a way to publish on blogger again last night. And I actually kind of like the new look of my site. So in the life of Megan Shea some interesting Tennessee things have happened. One, Mike and I came home from a nice dinner out to find a crackwhore being propositioned in front of our house. We decided it would be smarter to enter the house from the other side (incidentally, our apt has four doors to the outside -- that means there is a door in every room with the exception of the bathroom and the bedroom).
Also, a freight train derailed and spilled sulfuric acid all over the wealthy part of town (incidentally, you may have guessed from the crackwhore that I live far away from there). About 100 homes had to be evacuated and the news was so exciting that the Knoxville News Sentinel (local paper) the next day read THOUSANDS FLEE FROM TOXIC FUMES. Hmmmm...let's see 100 homes -- 10 people in each home, oh wait thousandS!, it must be 20 people in each home... Anyway, you get the point, I think the newspaper just got a bit ahead of itself there.
And in terms of my life...well, not much is happening. The job is going OK though the scientists still don't seem to desire to speak with me. This especially sucks because Mike is away right now...so it's like I go to work and don't converse with anyone, then I come home to an empty house. I think for this reason my participation in Spanish and Greek class probably seems particularly annoying. I am jumping at the chance to discuss -- anything.
Well, since not much exciting happened in my week, I decided that I'm going to dye my hair black (i.e. super dark brown) tomorrow. And then I'll have black hair and I won't have to worry about bumps in my ponytail. Yippety skippety do.
Also exciting is my foray into the Simpsons. We don't have cable here, so i have been renting Simpsons episodes. Oh, how I want to see the one with Knoxville featured in it. But I'll have to wait quite a while for that. It's in the 7th season (tks. for the Simpson knowledge on this one Becky).
"No TV and no beer make Homer go crazy." -The Simpsons Halloween Episode entitled "The Shinning"
Also, a freight train derailed and spilled sulfuric acid all over the wealthy part of town (incidentally, you may have guessed from the crackwhore that I live far away from there). About 100 homes had to be evacuated and the news was so exciting that the Knoxville News Sentinel (local paper) the next day read THOUSANDS FLEE FROM TOXIC FUMES. Hmmmm...let's see 100 homes -- 10 people in each home, oh wait thousandS!, it must be 20 people in each home... Anyway, you get the point, I think the newspaper just got a bit ahead of itself there.
And in terms of my life...well, not much is happening. The job is going OK though the scientists still don't seem to desire to speak with me. This especially sucks because Mike is away right now...so it's like I go to work and don't converse with anyone, then I come home to an empty house. I think for this reason my participation in Spanish and Greek class probably seems particularly annoying. I am jumping at the chance to discuss -- anything.
Well, since not much exciting happened in my week, I decided that I'm going to dye my hair black (i.e. super dark brown) tomorrow. And then I'll have black hair and I won't have to worry about bumps in my ponytail. Yippety skippety do.
Also exciting is my foray into the Simpsons. We don't have cable here, so i have been renting Simpsons episodes. Oh, how I want to see the one with Knoxville featured in it. But I'll have to wait quite a while for that. It's in the 7th season (tks. for the Simpson knowledge on this one Becky).
"No TV and no beer make Homer go crazy." -The Simpsons Halloween Episode entitled "The Shinning"
Thursday, September 19, 2002
Wednesday, September 18, 2002
Monday, September 16, 2002
When will Job Bob Schmob stop?
Well, I finally started at UT, though there seems to be some confusion as to how I should be classified. Originally, I was supposed to be staff, then GRA, and now - unbeknownst to me, I was switched to student assistant. I ask you...where have all my benefits gone?
Also, I ended up saying nay to the Crew. Sorry, no new coats for all of you. It's more beneficial to me to spend some time working at the law firm.
In terms of other things here, not much is happening except UT football. Typical for Tennessee.
I had my birthday. That was pretty fun. I tried to make it last the entire weekend, because I feel one day isn't enough to celebrate a quarter of a century of Megan. A year really wouldn't be enough, but who am I to say?
When Mike and I returned from a lovely dinner out last Friday, a crackwhore was being propositioned for her services right in front of our house. Then yesterday, a train derailed and spilled sulfuric acid all over a wealthier part of Knoxville. I guess that made me feel a bit better. I'd rather have the crackwhore.
Well, I finally started at UT, though there seems to be some confusion as to how I should be classified. Originally, I was supposed to be staff, then GRA, and now - unbeknownst to me, I was switched to student assistant. I ask you...where have all my benefits gone?
Also, I ended up saying nay to the Crew. Sorry, no new coats for all of you. It's more beneficial to me to spend some time working at the law firm.
In terms of other things here, not much is happening except UT football. Typical for Tennessee.
I had my birthday. That was pretty fun. I tried to make it last the entire weekend, because I feel one day isn't enough to celebrate a quarter of a century of Megan. A year really wouldn't be enough, but who am I to say?
When Mike and I returned from a lovely dinner out last Friday, a crackwhore was being propositioned for her services right in front of our house. Then yesterday, a train derailed and spilled sulfuric acid all over a wealthier part of Knoxville. I guess that made me feel a bit better. I'd rather have the crackwhore.
Wednesday, September 04, 2002
Floopy the cat.
As for the job thing . . . many things are still hovering up in the air. Looks like I will be starting at UT next week. I've still got J.Crew hanging on the line, so to speak, but I think I will just drop them. It seems like more of a pain to train with them and start working, then stop in November. Plus, I am filling in at my old law firm now and making a pretty penny more than I would at the Crew. On the down side, there's no free clothing involved and I'm in desperate need of a lovely new winter coat.
This weekend Mike and I made a mammoth driving trip to VA on Thur., CT on Friday, MA on Saturday, back down to VA on Sunday and TN on Monday. It was maddening. It was even more maddening for Mike because we were driving a rented vehicle and I'm not permitted to start driving such items until next Monday. For it is on that date that I will reach a quarter of a century in years of age. (Can you tell I've been reading Lord of the Rings? It's changed my speech pattern quite a bit.) Anyway, aside from my wild job search in Tennessee, not much is going on. I could tell you about my dentist, my headaches, and my color copying, but I will wait till I post again.
"One ring to bring them all and in the darkness, bind them."
As for the job thing . . . many things are still hovering up in the air. Looks like I will be starting at UT next week. I've still got J.Crew hanging on the line, so to speak, but I think I will just drop them. It seems like more of a pain to train with them and start working, then stop in November. Plus, I am filling in at my old law firm now and making a pretty penny more than I would at the Crew. On the down side, there's no free clothing involved and I'm in desperate need of a lovely new winter coat.
This weekend Mike and I made a mammoth driving trip to VA on Thur., CT on Friday, MA on Saturday, back down to VA on Sunday and TN on Monday. It was maddening. It was even more maddening for Mike because we were driving a rented vehicle and I'm not permitted to start driving such items until next Monday. For it is on that date that I will reach a quarter of a century in years of age. (Can you tell I've been reading Lord of the Rings? It's changed my speech pattern quite a bit.) Anyway, aside from my wild job search in Tennessee, not much is going on. I could tell you about my dentist, my headaches, and my color copying, but I will wait till I post again.
"One ring to bring them all and in the darkness, bind them."
Tuesday, August 13, 2002
Job bob schob.
So today I had four interviews for jobs. Don't get excited folks -- none of them are in my field. The first is a part timer that I'll take. I'll basically be working for Mike's advisor doing public relations for a scientific research program at the University of Tennessee. It pays well and the hours are flexible so I say, why not? I don't really feel as if I can say no because Mike's advisor is making the position for me and it seems to be a pretty good deal. The second interview was a second interview at the Gap. They offered me a job and I said that it would take me a few days to decide. I don't think I'll take that one. I had an interview at Banana and another at J.Crew. I'm not sure about the one from Banana but the one from J.Crew went really well and might be for a part time manager position after a month. Plus, I must add that Megan having a discount at J.Crew would be both beautiful and dangerous. I've managed not to buy much clothing in the past year, but I feel that being around it all the time (especially J.Crew) might re-incite the addiction I seemed to have in my college years. Then again, we haven't got much storage space here so how much clothing could I really buy? Also...the difficult thing with retail is that you really can't take the holidays off. Now, if I were to work at the Gap I would just quit sometime in November and December, but the J. Crew thing is much tougher. I want to work there more and I couldn't quit if I were to make manager -- then again, I would get more mula at the Crew. You see how tough it is for me?
On the other side of things I could forget about working at the mall and just hope to find a second part time job at the University (it would probably be something much less interesting than the public relations thing at minimum wage). No discount there though.
Alrightie tightie whitie. You've heard my plea for help on job decisions. Send your advice if you have any. I feel nature calling.
Quote of the day: "I'll do my own exercises, right between your thighses."- I can only guess at the name of this song, but I must say it fascinates me that it gets played as often as it does here in fundamental christianville
So today I had four interviews for jobs. Don't get excited folks -- none of them are in my field. The first is a part timer that I'll take. I'll basically be working for Mike's advisor doing public relations for a scientific research program at the University of Tennessee. It pays well and the hours are flexible so I say, why not? I don't really feel as if I can say no because Mike's advisor is making the position for me and it seems to be a pretty good deal. The second interview was a second interview at the Gap. They offered me a job and I said that it would take me a few days to decide. I don't think I'll take that one. I had an interview at Banana and another at J.Crew. I'm not sure about the one from Banana but the one from J.Crew went really well and might be for a part time manager position after a month. Plus, I must add that Megan having a discount at J.Crew would be both beautiful and dangerous. I've managed not to buy much clothing in the past year, but I feel that being around it all the time (especially J.Crew) might re-incite the addiction I seemed to have in my college years. Then again, we haven't got much storage space here so how much clothing could I really buy? Also...the difficult thing with retail is that you really can't take the holidays off. Now, if I were to work at the Gap I would just quit sometime in November and December, but the J. Crew thing is much tougher. I want to work there more and I couldn't quit if I were to make manager -- then again, I would get more mula at the Crew. You see how tough it is for me?
On the other side of things I could forget about working at the mall and just hope to find a second part time job at the University (it would probably be something much less interesting than the public relations thing at minimum wage). No discount there though.
Alrightie tightie whitie. You've heard my plea for help on job decisions. Send your advice if you have any. I feel nature calling.
Quote of the day: "I'll do my own exercises, right between your thighses."- I can only guess at the name of this song, but I must say it fascinates me that it gets played as often as it does here in fundamental christianville
Sunday, August 11, 2002
Married Megan.
I just finished reading Lisa's blog and the statement "I hope it never gets hot again" was like a million arrows striking my heart. Ah, how I miss the cool northeast. At this point, I feel that I could not make such a statement like "I hope it never gets hot again" because, sadly, I know it won't get below 80 until October. Ah, the sadness that goes along with the South. On the good side, there are tons of jobs for me here that pay really well, are challenging and allow me to access all my talents. OK, sadly, that statement is a load of bullshit too. On the good side, I am applying for International Advisor at the University of Tennessee and I'm also trying to get a job doing some sort of administrative work for a scientific research program at the University. I feel that having a job at the University would have many advantages including perhaps cheaper tuition, closer location, and key holidays off work. So cross your fingers blog-readers.
I have also applied to such wonderful places as Williams Sonoma, The Gap, Banana Republic and J. Crew in the hopes that working there might provide me with more pleasure than temping in Tennessee. May I remind everyone out there that the last time I was temping I worked at PlastiLine, the company that makes those signs you see for McDonald's, Burger King, CVS, GM etc. etc. etc. I discovered that plastic light up signmaking was not a business that I wanted to get into. Now, I am not attempting to offend those who enjoy working for that company. I'm just stating that it ain't for me.
On the good side, I'm married. I feel I had the wedding of my dreams and I feel I've married the man of my dreams. The latter, of course, is the more important, but both are great things to think back on fondly. Our honeymoon was also amazing. I highly recommend both Ashford and Drummoland Castles as honeymoon places. As we were both tired from the jetlag and after the wedding madness, we were able to spend time at the hotel and on the grounds without feeling that we were missing something. After a couple days of rest, we travelled around the countryside of the West and managed to make it to many beautiful Irish sites. Ah, how I miss it.
At any rate, I think I will go back to writing thank you notes and cover letters.
QUOTE OF THE DAY: "What in the wide wide world of sports is a 'going on here?" - Slim Pickens, Blazing Saddles
I just finished reading Lisa's blog and the statement "I hope it never gets hot again" was like a million arrows striking my heart. Ah, how I miss the cool northeast. At this point, I feel that I could not make such a statement like "I hope it never gets hot again" because, sadly, I know it won't get below 80 until October. Ah, the sadness that goes along with the South. On the good side, there are tons of jobs for me here that pay really well, are challenging and allow me to access all my talents. OK, sadly, that statement is a load of bullshit too. On the good side, I am applying for International Advisor at the University of Tennessee and I'm also trying to get a job doing some sort of administrative work for a scientific research program at the University. I feel that having a job at the University would have many advantages including perhaps cheaper tuition, closer location, and key holidays off work. So cross your fingers blog-readers.
I have also applied to such wonderful places as Williams Sonoma, The Gap, Banana Republic and J. Crew in the hopes that working there might provide me with more pleasure than temping in Tennessee. May I remind everyone out there that the last time I was temping I worked at PlastiLine, the company that makes those signs you see for McDonald's, Burger King, CVS, GM etc. etc. etc. I discovered that plastic light up signmaking was not a business that I wanted to get into. Now, I am not attempting to offend those who enjoy working for that company. I'm just stating that it ain't for me.
On the good side, I'm married. I feel I had the wedding of my dreams and I feel I've married the man of my dreams. The latter, of course, is the more important, but both are great things to think back on fondly. Our honeymoon was also amazing. I highly recommend both Ashford and Drummoland Castles as honeymoon places. As we were both tired from the jetlag and after the wedding madness, we were able to spend time at the hotel and on the grounds without feeling that we were missing something. After a couple days of rest, we travelled around the countryside of the West and managed to make it to many beautiful Irish sites. Ah, how I miss it.
At any rate, I think I will go back to writing thank you notes and cover letters.
QUOTE OF THE DAY: "What in the wide wide world of sports is a 'going on here?" - Slim Pickens, Blazing Saddles
Thursday, June 27, 2002
Sexy armpit hair.
I never thought I would find someone who's armpit hair truly charms me and strikes me as wonderful, but while watching Minority Report I realized that Tom Cruise's is wonderful. This is an odd statement because (1) I don't really find Tom sexy except when he is playing the Vampire Lestat and (2) I've always hated armpit hair and felt that even men should shave it. But suddenly Tom has given me a new love. Now, don't get me wrong, I solved many of my armpit hair woes when realizing it was OK and even nice that Mike has armpit hair. But armpit hair was never the cause of my attraction to my future husband. It is, however, the cause of my attraction to T. Cruise. Just give me the pits and nothing else.
Work was OK today. Did I mention that we sold out of the remote control crocodile a while ago? We even sold the demo. I long for the day when we get the remote control croc back in. Right now we do have little remote control cars that are pretty cool. In fact, they are so cool that we sell a whole shipment within 24 hours. If only we did that with everything else, people would be more cheery.
Well smokies, I have to go plan a wedding.
I never thought I would find someone who's armpit hair truly charms me and strikes me as wonderful, but while watching Minority Report I realized that Tom Cruise's is wonderful. This is an odd statement because (1) I don't really find Tom sexy except when he is playing the Vampire Lestat and (2) I've always hated armpit hair and felt that even men should shave it. But suddenly Tom has given me a new love. Now, don't get me wrong, I solved many of my armpit hair woes when realizing it was OK and even nice that Mike has armpit hair. But armpit hair was never the cause of my attraction to my future husband. It is, however, the cause of my attraction to T. Cruise. Just give me the pits and nothing else.
Work was OK today. Did I mention that we sold out of the remote control crocodile a while ago? We even sold the demo. I long for the day when we get the remote control croc back in. Right now we do have little remote control cars that are pretty cool. In fact, they are so cool that we sell a whole shipment within 24 hours. If only we did that with everything else, people would be more cheery.
Well smokies, I have to go plan a wedding.
Monday, June 24, 2002
Back from Oz as Master Shea.
I'm done and life is good. Of course now I have to figure out what to do at the wedding super quick. Tonight I met with Lisa and Maura to determine where people might sit. It was pretty happening. I actually think that the fact that some people don't get along assisted in entertaining us. Sounds awful, doesn't it? But I guess we look forward to almost anything that aids the sarcasm.
Well, I'm still pretty exhausted, so I'm going to head out.
I'm done and life is good. Of course now I have to figure out what to do at the wedding super quick. Tonight I met with Lisa and Maura to determine where people might sit. It was pretty happening. I actually think that the fact that some people don't get along assisted in entertaining us. Sounds awful, doesn't it? But I guess we look forward to almost anything that aids the sarcasm.
Well, I'm still pretty exhausted, so I'm going to head out.