...a fresh Skittle.
Les, I must be channeling you today. Pepsi and Skittles. Mmmm.
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
-- T. S. Eliot, Little Gidding
30 March 2007
It's the Friday before Spring Break and there really aren't any students left who need help. It should be a quiet day, my interactions with students being minimal.
All I can say is: it's a good thing. Because after I got to work this morning, I realized I'm wearing the exact same thing I wore yesterday. As if I've created a uniform, of sorts.
I love Gap Outlets and I go at least once a year to get a) plain, v-neck, nice t-shirts and b) khaki cords. This year I found the equivalent of what I bought last year - slightly different but for all intents and purposes, the same "uniform". I bought the cords, again, and three of the t-shirts (if I like something, I get it in every color).
What I wore yesterday was this year's cords with last year's light blue v-neck T.
What I'm wearing today is last year's cords with this year's light blue v-neck T.
Holy crap. I'm a loser.
The only difference between the two days is the color of the accessories: yesterday, I had a black sweater and black shoes and belt. Today, it's all brown.
I blame the late night and the difficulty I had getting out of bed this morning. When I realized that very few students would be needing help, I said - I'll be comfortable today. Naturally, last year's cords are my most favorite, most comfortable pants. The plain v-neck T is standard fare for me. I have 6 of them, 3 from last year, 3 from this year. Thus the uniform.
Think I'll make sure not to do this again. It's so unprofessional.
All I can say is: it's a good thing. Because after I got to work this morning, I realized I'm wearing the exact same thing I wore yesterday. As if I've created a uniform, of sorts.
I love Gap Outlets and I go at least once a year to get a) plain, v-neck, nice t-shirts and b) khaki cords. This year I found the equivalent of what I bought last year - slightly different but for all intents and purposes, the same "uniform". I bought the cords, again, and three of the t-shirts (if I like something, I get it in every color).
What I wore yesterday was this year's cords with last year's light blue v-neck T.
What I'm wearing today is last year's cords with this year's light blue v-neck T.
Holy crap. I'm a loser.
The only difference between the two days is the color of the accessories: yesterday, I had a black sweater and black shoes and belt. Today, it's all brown.
I blame the late night and the difficulty I had getting out of bed this morning. When I realized that very few students would be needing help, I said - I'll be comfortable today. Naturally, last year's cords are my most favorite, most comfortable pants. The plain v-neck T is standard fare for me. I have 6 of them, 3 from last year, 3 from this year. Thus the uniform.
Think I'll make sure not to do this again. It's so unprofessional.
27 March 2007
Overheard at church
"Please pray for Forever and John* as they have just gotten engaged."
I thought to myself - did he just say Forever? Was that girl's name Forever?
Upon asking my friend who's church we were attending, I found it was true. This was the explanation.
A family in that town had the last name of Sweet.
Their daughters were named:
~Forever
~Very
~Always
My immediate response was, "They named their daughters adverbs?"
Despite my well-meaning friend's attempts to convince me it wasn't that strange to have children named FOREVER, VERY, and ALWAYS, I'm quite sure that it's the most unfortunate thing I've heard in a while.
I'll never understand why parents torment their children with bad names.
*not sure what the his name actually was
I thought to myself - did he just say Forever? Was that girl's name Forever?
Upon asking my friend who's church we were attending, I found it was true. This was the explanation.
A family in that town had the last name of Sweet.
Their daughters were named:
~Forever
~Very
~Always
My immediate response was, "They named their daughters adverbs?"
Despite my well-meaning friend's attempts to convince me it wasn't that strange to have children named FOREVER, VERY, and ALWAYS, I'm quite sure that it's the most unfortunate thing I've heard in a while.
I'll never understand why parents torment their children with bad names.
*not sure what the his name actually was
21 March 2007
I am amazed, at times, how easily I can convince myself of certain needs. More clothes, new shoes, kitchen gadgets, more books, movies, cds, etc. These needs aren't always materialistic, it turns out. I have recently convinced myself that I need to find another friend - someone new, I guess - not to replace anyone or to substitute for friends I can't see everyday (or every year), but to bring more diversity into my life. And also, to be my workout partner.
I'm usually a loner, have been pretty much all my life. Yet, this whole living-by-one's self deal has thrown me off kilter. Sometimes I simply wish for another person sitting somewhere in my house - the knowledge of the presence of another human is all I want. At the very least, it'd be nice to have someone as equally unattached to anything or anyone else as myself. Someone nearby who's always ready for a last minute movie fix or spontaneous road trip. I feel that every single person needs another single person if for nothing more than affirmation.
Perhaps this is simply self-pity. But I'd like to think it is more about choosing to be honest with myself. I can't be a loner anymore. While it has proved a fairly safe existence, it has also been very lonely and completely unfulfilling. I'm looking for more. I know it's out there somewhere. Maybe a new friend could help me find it, either pointing me to new places or discovering them with me.
I'm usually a loner, have been pretty much all my life. Yet, this whole living-by-one's self deal has thrown me off kilter. Sometimes I simply wish for another person sitting somewhere in my house - the knowledge of the presence of another human is all I want. At the very least, it'd be nice to have someone as equally unattached to anything or anyone else as myself. Someone nearby who's always ready for a last minute movie fix or spontaneous road trip. I feel that every single person needs another single person if for nothing more than affirmation.
Perhaps this is simply self-pity. But I'd like to think it is more about choosing to be honest with myself. I can't be a loner anymore. While it has proved a fairly safe existence, it has also been very lonely and completely unfulfilling. I'm looking for more. I know it's out there somewhere. Maybe a new friend could help me find it, either pointing me to new places or discovering them with me.
20 March 2007
17 March 2007
How to Be a Tool at Work
1. Be ignorant about circulation policies
2. Have no power to resolve a situation regarding ciruclating books to a student from a partner university.
3. Be ignorant about how to locate home phone numbers of the people in charge.
4. Send students away empty handed.
5. Lock your keys in your office when you are the only person with a master key in the building.
Today was a great day at work, let me tell you.
2. Have no power to resolve a situation regarding ciruclating books to a student from a partner university.
3. Be ignorant about how to locate home phone numbers of the people in charge.
4. Send students away empty handed.
5. Lock your keys in your office when you are the only person with a master key in the building.
Today was a great day at work, let me tell you.
14 March 2007
Monday night at work, Danny and I always find something random online.
This week it revolves around a regional small community theatre group and their spring program.
The musical is called: Reefer Madness: The Musical
An excerpt from the description:
"One toke can turn even a good-hearted, God-fearing All-American kid into a raving lunatic obsessed with sex and violence...and singing and dancing."
I've got to see this.
This week it revolves around a regional small community theatre group and their spring program.
The musical is called: Reefer Madness: The Musical
An excerpt from the description:
"One toke can turn even a good-hearted, God-fearing All-American kid into a raving lunatic obsessed with sex and violence...and singing and dancing."
I've got to see this.
13 March 2007
10 March 2007
Weekend pictures
I had to post more pictures from this weekend, as I took quite a few. I love having a digital camera.
Cousins, Rita and Sara
Sara's dad, Roger (my mom's brother), and her baby, Ava
Rita's baby, Toby
Another cousin's (Laura) little girl - Susanna

Elliot and Ashley
Emily and Evan
Emily Anne, Alaina, and Emily Jane
Grandpa, Aunt Janet, and Grandma (my mom's parents and sister)
My favorite picture of Katie and Emily

Cousins, Rita and Sara
Elliot and Ashley
Wedding extravaganza
Another cousin got married. For the first time it was a younger cousin. I've entered a new stage of life confusion.
Liz and Luke, however, were meant for each other - everyone in their families thinks so, and it has become more and more apparent as the years have passed. As one member of the Cummings clan put it, "That ceremony was the shortest part of Liz & Luke's relationship." They've dated for over six years. They will be married for many more. The ceremony was short, simple, and perfect. The bride and all of her bridesmaids were lovely. The reception, lovely, and another fun event for our ginormous family.
A few pictures from the event.
The Bride and Groom (Liz & Luke)
The centerpieces at the reception (very lovely).
Maddie and Katie getting along for a brief moment, long enough for an adorable picture.
Myself and Stephanie, my close friend and cousin, sister of the bride, and co-maid of honor.
Liz and Luke, however, were meant for each other - everyone in their families thinks so, and it has become more and more apparent as the years have passed. As one member of the Cummings clan put it, "That ceremony was the shortest part of Liz & Luke's relationship." They've dated for over six years. They will be married for many more. The ceremony was short, simple, and perfect. The bride and all of her bridesmaids were lovely. The reception, lovely, and another fun event for our ginormous family.
A few pictures from the event.
05 March 2007
recent revelation
I read in a description of the Millennial generation (that'd be those 25 and under) the most perfect, succinct statement about us:
"frenetic multitaskers"
What else could we be?
"frenetic multitaskers"
What else could we be?
03 March 2007
Highlights
It was a long week. For a number of reasons I wanted it to end as soon as possible.
Topping the list was a visit from my sister, Emily, and her girls (my favorite little people).
They only stayed with me for less than 24 hours, but they bring such joy to my life. There's nothing like the love of a child. I took about six pictures, and here are the best few.

This game is the child's version Dance Dance Revolution. Some new friends, Elijah and Cyrus, were the proud owners and demonstrated the finer points of the game to the girls. They all loved it. Even Katie. Maddie, Elijah, and Cyrus posed for a picture below. Note the Taylor U. gear. Their parents are alumni.
I can't resist taking pictures of Katie. She's just too adorable.
Topping the list was a visit from my sister, Emily, and her girls (my favorite little people).
They only stayed with me for less than 24 hours, but they bring such joy to my life. There's nothing like the love of a child. I took about six pictures, and here are the best few.
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