Andy suggests I keep a log of what I do each day- to see where my time is going. It may also help with book-ness.
Thus.
Today... I went to work from 8-4:30. Came home, napped until around 7. Phone w/ Tyler until 8. Dinner until 9. Talking to Evan, watching jibjab, making plans/meeting requests, and trying to organize.
Oookay! I really really need to call someone for next year. Rawr.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Staying at home: a full time ...job? OR the biggest lie I've ever heard?
7/25
So I've started to come to the opinion that running a household really isn't *that* hard. People talk about it an awful lot. Yet... I do my own laundry, I do the grocery shopping weekly (and run out to buy more things I forget) I cooked two nights this week, and I work and take class. Really now, how can running a house be a full time job? Admittedly, I'm only doing all of that for one person. I just don't think it's as hard as people try to make it out to be. The house is pretty clean, too. it's all about maintaining as you go! (Just don't look at the clothes strewn across my bedroom floor. It's just because I change lots and then rewear things if I only wear them a few hours. Plus I don't want clothes with "skunking" from biking in the wash with my cleaner clothes.
So I've cooked twice this week so far:
1. Monday: despite being delirious, this was amazingly well planned out. Alyshia and I went to both CostCo and Stop-n-Shop and picked up everything we needed for the week. Then we decided to cook spaghetti and meatballs with mozerella tomato salad, fruit salad, and bread. Alyshia took care of hot food and I did cold food: I hate touching raw meat. If I lived alone there would be a high likelihood of me being a vegetarian. Raw meat is gross. But I really enjoyed making both salad. It was lots of fun. I like cutting up vegetables. The dinner went well, I even took pictures.
2. Last night: I had an appointment after work (after working overtime) and got home at about 8:30, having forgotten I was going to cook. Ben, my partner in crime (or at least chicken), got home around the same time and wandered into my room to suggest we cook. So we cooked! We looked through the fridge and found lettuce, and bell peppers, which are good for salad! We added feta cheese to stick with the Greek theme, and a little onion. So that was served with Grape leaves, and Erik's homemade bread! Erik makes awesome bread. It came out exactly like store French bread, but a little salty. We had it with olive oil and parmesean. Finally, we decided we needed protein. So going back to the salad, we managed to cook chicken IN A PAN! and added it to our salad. So whoo, successful dinner for six in less than half an hour!
Thus: being domestic, not so bad. Fairly easy! whoo!
Added 7/28
Tonight I made tacos. From raw taco meat. (Alyshia watched me with the raw meat) Take that. Oh yes, and Friday night I helped George and we grilled swordfish, made pasta with eggs, and salad. I am certifiably self sufficient. Living alone rocks. Everyone should have to do this sometime.
So I've started to come to the opinion that running a household really isn't *that* hard. People talk about it an awful lot. Yet... I do my own laundry, I do the grocery shopping weekly (and run out to buy more things I forget) I cooked two nights this week, and I work and take class. Really now, how can running a house be a full time job? Admittedly, I'm only doing all of that for one person. I just don't think it's as hard as people try to make it out to be. The house is pretty clean, too. it's all about maintaining as you go! (Just don't look at the clothes strewn across my bedroom floor. It's just because I change lots and then rewear things if I only wear them a few hours. Plus I don't want clothes with "skunking" from biking in the wash with my cleaner clothes.
So I've cooked twice this week so far:
1. Monday: despite being delirious, this was amazingly well planned out. Alyshia and I went to both CostCo and Stop-n-Shop and picked up everything we needed for the week. Then we decided to cook spaghetti and meatballs with mozerella tomato salad, fruit salad, and bread. Alyshia took care of hot food and I did cold food: I hate touching raw meat. If I lived alone there would be a high likelihood of me being a vegetarian. Raw meat is gross. But I really enjoyed making both salad. It was lots of fun. I like cutting up vegetables. The dinner went well, I even took pictures.
2. Last night: I had an appointment after work (after working overtime) and got home at about 8:30, having forgotten I was going to cook. Ben, my partner in crime (or at least chicken), got home around the same time and wandered into my room to suggest we cook. So we cooked! We looked through the fridge and found lettuce, and bell peppers, which are good for salad! We added feta cheese to stick with the Greek theme, and a little onion. So that was served with Grape leaves, and Erik's homemade bread! Erik makes awesome bread. It came out exactly like store French bread, but a little salty. We had it with olive oil and parmesean. Finally, we decided we needed protein. So going back to the salad, we managed to cook chicken IN A PAN! and added it to our salad. So whoo, successful dinner for six in less than half an hour!
Thus: being domestic, not so bad. Fairly easy! whoo!
Added 7/28
Tonight I made tacos. From raw taco meat. (Alyshia watched me with the raw meat) Take that. Oh yes, and Friday night I helped George and we grilled swordfish, made pasta with eggs, and salad. I am certifiably self sufficient. Living alone rocks. Everyone should have to do this sometime.
"How I learned to love the troll" or "Trolls: Misunderstood or Misanthropic or just Missed?"
7/25
So earlier today, a blog post, was released to the student blog, dealing with the ever controversial issue of our beloved mailing list, therapy. I am proud to say I was present at the birth of therapy. I walked into my room, covered in pizza boxes, paint, CORe candy, and my roommate, who was shockingly awake (for once).
And then she told me "I'm giong to do something." I don't think anything else that year had quite surprised me so much. I was very excited. I thought maybe she'd joined a committee. No such luck, I was still the only committee joiner of the room. Amy informed me she was going to start a mailing list to keep everyones annoying behavior off of the taboo mailing list. And she informed me that I was going to join it. Because "I'm doing something! You should be happy! Be a supportive roommate! Tell all those people that you know!" Around the same time, Ryan ran into the room and told Amy about a bunch of things she'd posted on the sex list. I'm not sure she even noticed I was in the room, or that my eyes got wider and wider as she went on. Regardless, she became co-mod of therapy.
As the designated joiner, I subscribed to therapy. Along with everything else I was subscribed to. I didn't want to miss anything, obviously. As far as I recall, it started out a little slow- nothing too exciting. As time went on, therapy became more interesting. Except... I didn't like it. Half of therapy was exactly what I hated in my room. People whining about people who...did things. Here I was, thinking people on therapy would be joiners, and whine about all the lazy people, but nope, they whined about me.
Sure, they technically didn't name names, but it was almost always clear. "People who send really peppy emails" "people who join things" "people who go to CORe" "people who try to hard" "people who try to plan the class party" and other various things. It felt like everyone in the world hated my life mission and what I was trying to get done. I worried when I talked to people, I wondered who was posting all the terrible things. I got upset everytime a new therapy thread came out. Amy kept telling me it didn't matter, everyone else kept telling me to unsubsribe if it made me upset, but it was no use. I wanted to know what people really though.
Then, it gradually stopped. Therapy started being LESS mean, and became much more silly. Most of the trolls just insulted other trolls, in merry little troll wars, and made up complete nonsense. Very rarely are there therapy posts actually directed to an individual. There was one more time I feared a therapy post was about me, and became very upset. The fact was that it wasn't. It took me a bit, but I realized it. The trouble with vagueness is that if you're looking for someone to bully you, or looking for a putdown, you'll find it. However, if you take it light heartedly, there's simply nothing wrong with it.
added 7/28
So, after a weekends worth of discussion the issue (albeit only a few serious conversations for me) my opinion rests with therapy should stay. I think that it's well within rights to have it, nor do I think it's good to decree that "GOOD PEOPLE WANT TO GET RID OF IT" and that everyone should want to. It could be more useful, sure, but in terms of things I want to see fixed about Olin... this is incredibly minor.
So earlier today, a blog post, was released to the student blog, dealing with the ever controversial issue of our beloved mailing list, therapy. I am proud to say I was present at the birth of therapy. I walked into my room, covered in pizza boxes, paint, CORe candy, and my roommate, who was shockingly awake (for once).
And then she told me "I'm giong to do something." I don't think anything else that year had quite surprised me so much. I was very excited. I thought maybe she'd joined a committee. No such luck, I was still the only committee joiner of the room. Amy informed me she was going to start a mailing list to keep everyones annoying behavior off of the taboo mailing list. And she informed me that I was going to join it. Because "I'm doing something! You should be happy! Be a supportive roommate! Tell all those people that you know!" Around the same time, Ryan ran into the room and told Amy about a bunch of things she'd posted on the sex list. I'm not sure she even noticed I was in the room, or that my eyes got wider and wider as she went on. Regardless, she became co-mod of therapy.
As the designated joiner, I subscribed to therapy. Along with everything else I was subscribed to. I didn't want to miss anything, obviously. As far as I recall, it started out a little slow- nothing too exciting. As time went on, therapy became more interesting. Except... I didn't like it. Half of therapy was exactly what I hated in my room. People whining about people who...did things. Here I was, thinking people on therapy would be joiners, and whine about all the lazy people, but nope, they whined about me.
Sure, they technically didn't name names, but it was almost always clear. "People who send really peppy emails" "people who join things" "people who go to CORe" "people who try to hard" "people who try to plan the class party" and other various things. It felt like everyone in the world hated my life mission and what I was trying to get done. I worried when I talked to people, I wondered who was posting all the terrible things. I got upset everytime a new therapy thread came out. Amy kept telling me it didn't matter, everyone else kept telling me to unsubsribe if it made me upset, but it was no use. I wanted to know what people really though.
Then, it gradually stopped. Therapy started being LESS mean, and became much more silly. Most of the trolls just insulted other trolls, in merry little troll wars, and made up complete nonsense. Very rarely are there therapy posts actually directed to an individual. There was one more time I feared a therapy post was about me, and became very upset. The fact was that it wasn't. It took me a bit, but I realized it. The trouble with vagueness is that if you're looking for someone to bully you, or looking for a putdown, you'll find it. However, if you take it light heartedly, there's simply nothing wrong with it.
added 7/28
So, after a weekends worth of discussion the issue (albeit only a few serious conversations for me) my opinion rests with therapy should stay. I think that it's well within rights to have it, nor do I think it's good to decree that "GOOD PEOPLE WANT TO GET RID OF IT" and that everyone should want to. It could be more useful, sure, but in terms of things I want to see fixed about Olin... this is incredibly minor.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Bluebin Lids
They make shockingly good laptop trays for when you want your laptop in bed in front of you, but don't want it on bedding where it will overheat, and want it to stay relatively flat.
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