August 26, 2006

when's rush week?

I have now passed the second stage of the admission process. The School of Library Science has admitted me provisionally. I can go to school this semester as long as I get my GRE taken and the scores to them before the second semester. Only one problem. The classes I need to take are full. So I call the School of Graduate Studies, have them push my admission to the spring semester, and I go take my GRE in the meantime.

I'm still tickled pink about it all. :)

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August 17, 2006

halfway there!

I'm in! Well, I have been accepted by the School of Graduate Studies. Now they have forwarded my application to the Dept of Library Sciences and they decide if I get in now or later or at all.


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August 15, 2006

higher education here I come

I turned in all my applications for grad school. I don't know if I will be accepted in time to go this fall. If not, there's the spring. I'm very excited! Now I just wait to hear back.

In other changes, I started the South Beach diet a week ago. I didn't realize how hard it is to eat a certain way when you don't allow much time for anything. Breakfast sucks now. It used to be easy, a SlimFast and hop in the car. Now I have to find something like eggs or cottage cheese. I am not out of the induction period yet, but I realize also that what I thought was allowed in it isn't. Like the brisket I had for lunch yesterday, lean as it was. So I'll probably extend the induction another week. *sigh* At least I have lost some weight already and have had no pastas, breads, or other starches to speak of. That's a feat all on its own. Once I get past the induction I can add fruit and whole grains back in. Whole wheat pasta is so much better tasting in my opinion than the regular. Yum!

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August 04, 2006

Washington Post Style International

Once again, The Washington Post has published the winning submissions
to its yearly neologism contest, in which readers are asked to supply
alternate meanings for common words.

The winners are:

1. Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.

2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have

3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.

4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.

But wait, there's more!

Hit the snooze button and keep dreaming about "Washington Post Style International "

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July 04, 2006

Mother of Exiles

  "Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free"

Famous lines, but do you know the rest of the poem that rests under the feet of one of the greatest symbols of freedom in the world?

                The New Colossus

      Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame
      With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
      Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
      A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
      Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
      Mother of Exiles.  From her beacon-hand
      Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
      The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame,
      “Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
      With silent lips.  “Give me your tired, your poor,
      Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
      The wretched refuse of our teeming shore,
      Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
       I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

-Emma Lazarus, 1849-1887

Emma Lazarus originally wrote these lines for the Statue of Liberty for the Art Loan Fund Exhibition, a project by artists and writers to help raise money for the statue's pedestal. With a title that serves as a reference to the Colossus of Rhodes, considered one of the seven wonders of the world, this poem speaks more eloquently than I can on what makes this country great. I am moved by the calling of our beautiful Liberty the "Mother of Exiles". I don't think we often remember that this was one of our badges of honor, perhaps the highest of them all, that we were the haven for the people who had nowhere else to go. We were the land of dreams of freedom. We were the safe port in the storm.

Can we still say the same?

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June 28, 2006

TypePad misery

Can anyone help me out with what code deals with this blasted overflow problem? It's been so long since I had to edit the code in this thing that I have forgotten which tag it is.


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June 13, 2006

moving right along

Thanks to all who wrote with their well-wishes. :) I started the new position yesterday. When I arrived, my co-worker had spent the weekend removing everything from my new desk, including the computer and books and even the shelves on the wall behind the desk. My first day was spent putting stuff back in the desk. People were kind enough to bring me the boxes from their hiding places. They kept asking "did you find everything?" when in fact I had no idea for the most part what I was looking for.

Our public services manager started yesterday too, and she's a really neat lady. I think she's going to work out just fine. One of her first orders of business is to replace me on the media desk. Keep your fingers crossed that she finds someone who fits in really well. I'll miss working out there, though. Cassandra and I are quite a team! Of course, sometimes it's better if we aren't sitting together :) We have way too much fun at work, if that's possible. Well now she has someplace to hide when the wierdos show up. And they will.

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May 26, 2006

China bans voodoo dolls. Sales increase.

Read the story here.

What I find surprising (however foolish I may be) is that the government says that those who purchase the voodoo dolls are "a disgrace to socialism for believing in feudal superstitions" when they themselves are tacitly professing a belief in the same superstitions if they think buying and using voodoo dolls is dangerous.

Plus, who doesn't know that if you prohibit the sale of something that sales of that thing will rise? Didn't anyone learn from the U.S. prohibition? Then again, maybe they are making this fuss because they know it will spur their citizens on to buying more and perhaps becoming more superstitious, thereby rendering them more easily led. Maybe I am overthinking this.


p.s. the promotion is official! I transfer (officially) on June 10 and start working on the 12th.

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May 11, 2006

No news is good news?

I have been very quiet because I have been really, really busy. Really :) But the good news is that I am the top choice for a higher position where I work now. Better pay, better hours. The downside is that it isn't doing desk work with the public, helping them find books and learn how to use their computers, but the big picture is that I will go back to doing those things once I get my degree. This new position will help me with that goal by presenting me with opportunities to learn how libraries are run and to meet key people that I may work with later in life. I think all in all it's a good move, although I'll miss working the desk with my evil twin. Who would have guessed I'd find someone so much like me to work with (in the good ways). She is different from me too, in ways that complement my work style. We keep each other going throughout the day. She is encouraging me in this as well, that's how cool she is.

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April 26, 2006

funeral protesters

Holy cats this woman's a nutcase!

Hannity & Colmes vs. crazy lady

More later, just watch and tell me what you think.

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