It's finals right now for people, not that Kyler is stressing at all. But it does feel strange to realize he has finals and I... don't. I knew this week was coming, but I'd kind of forgotten about it. Finals don't matter to me anymore... weird.
I had a couple of busy days at work, mildly amusing even at times. One such amusing moment was after we got our new liquid nitrogen (hereafter referred to as LN2) container filled. This LN2 container has little baskets we can put our samples into, and then when we have time to take them down to the freezer, we pull up the baskets, dump out the tubes, and put them away. It's sweet. But, we didn't think of the fact that the samples always float to the top of the LN2... and that was above the level of the baskets. Our samples just floated away and our now stuck in the LN2 container, just floating around. Silly samples. Okay, maybe that wasn't quite as funny to anyone else, but I was amused when it happened.
Thursday I got to go to the OR twice to collect tissue for research... very fresh tissue. Going into the OR meant I got to wear my scrubs all day, which is fun, but I had to wear those stupid masks which always make my breathing fog up my glasses, so that wasn't quite as fun.
A woman that works in the gross room told me yesterday that she drinks upwards of 360 ounces of pop in a day sometimes. Wow, seriously, wow. She also told me she brews her own beer in her basement, and it's good beer because she married an Irishman. It was an interesting conversation.
Graduation is this next week! Family of all sorts will be coming, and I'll get a day off! Yay!
Currently listening to The Killers "All These Things That I've Done." I love this song.
18 April 2009
11 April 2009
We like to move it (move it).
It's official. Kyler and I are moving. We put our 60 day notice in, and our move out date is June 5th. We are almost positive we are moving to Marmalade Apartments, but we need to fill out the application and everything. Don't they have a fun website? You can play with where to put all your furniture!
Other than that... life is boring. Kyler drove to and from Salt Lake twice (mostly with me) to check out apartments, and we found a new radio station. Salt Lake has less than ideal variety in radio, so a new one is a pleasant surprise.
The other day at work, we were looking at our freezers, and one of my co-workers proposed making the -20 (Celsius) into a beer fridge.
My boss said No, beer would explode at such a cold temperature.
What about vodka instead? my co-worker inquired.
I said, we have isopropanol, why not drink that? After all, after a drink or two, all alcohol is about the same.
My co-worker mused, what do they teach about alcohol at BYU?
My boss responded by saying, I think they teach them not to drink it.
I thought the entire exchange was funny, and even told my mom about it. The next day, my boss did tell me that if I ever feel offended by anything my co-worker says, I should let her know. She said she respects the fact that I'm LDS... though the fact that I'm from Oregon probably makes me more laid back about things.
Should I be offended?
Currently listening to "My Cousin Vinny" on TV.
Other than that... life is boring. Kyler drove to and from Salt Lake twice (mostly with me) to check out apartments, and we found a new radio station. Salt Lake has less than ideal variety in radio, so a new one is a pleasant surprise.
The other day at work, we were looking at our freezers, and one of my co-workers proposed making the -20 (Celsius) into a beer fridge.
My boss said No, beer would explode at such a cold temperature.
What about vodka instead? my co-worker inquired.
I said, we have isopropanol, why not drink that? After all, after a drink or two, all alcohol is about the same.
My co-worker mused, what do they teach about alcohol at BYU?
My boss responded by saying, I think they teach them not to drink it.
I thought the entire exchange was funny, and even told my mom about it. The next day, my boss did tell me that if I ever feel offended by anything my co-worker says, I should let her know. She said she respects the fact that I'm LDS... though the fact that I'm from Oregon probably makes me more laid back about things.
Should I be offended?
Currently listening to "My Cousin Vinny" on TV.
04 April 2009
Every rule has an exception
It seems that when I have time to update this, I don't have anything to say. When I have things to say, I don't have time. Well, this post is an exception those rules: I have no time (in general), but also nothing to say! How lame am I?
Okay, so here's my life: I get up at 6 AM, eat breakfast, get ready to go to work. I leave at 6:30, catch my bus about about 6:45, read and/or sleep until we get to downtown, catch another bus and get to work about 8:15. I then play with dry ice, liquid nitrogen, blood, fat, and tumors until 4:15, when I rush to catch the TRAX, taking me to downtown so I can catch my bus back to Provo. I am generally home by about 6 PM. That's it, people. Nothing here to see.
I am getting more comfortable with what to do and how to do it in my job, though. I consult protocols and ask stupid questions less often, so that's nice. Oh, and I read a lot. If anyone has suggestions for books, I'll gladly take them. Right now I'm on Emma, for book club, but once I'm done with it... I'll need to find something else.
Kyler registers for his last semester tomorrow at midnight. Okay, it's really April 6th at midnight, but that's tomorrow night, right? He's hoping for an amazing schedule, nice and compact and probably relatively light. Crazy to think he'll be done less than 9 months. Then it'll be off to grad school, who knows where.
Oh, man, he needs to register for the GRE. Slacker.
We really are thinking about moving, but we're running into some problems, first of which being we don't know if we want to live in SLC, Provorem, or somewhere in between. The second problem is that Wymout requires 60 day notice (read, if we want to move in June, we tell them NOW), but most apartments won't know for sure they have vacancies until about a month before. So, do we put in our notice now and hope and pray for an opening somewhere else, or do we wait to have a sure thing on another apartment, and possibly have to pay two rents for about a month? Sigh.
Life is good, really. We have no complaints. We're happy and healthy (well, mostly....), and we both have good jobs, at least for what we want right now. It's just easier to write about the hard stuff! More entertaining.
In less than 3 weeks (jeez, guys, sorry for a little mistake!), family of all kinds will be here for graduation! I can't wait. We are so going to Thai Ruby on Thursday night or something. Yum!
Okay, so here's my life: I get up at 6 AM, eat breakfast, get ready to go to work. I leave at 6:30, catch my bus about about 6:45, read and/or sleep until we get to downtown, catch another bus and get to work about 8:15. I then play with dry ice, liquid nitrogen, blood, fat, and tumors until 4:15, when I rush to catch the TRAX, taking me to downtown so I can catch my bus back to Provo. I am generally home by about 6 PM. That's it, people. Nothing here to see.
I am getting more comfortable with what to do and how to do it in my job, though. I consult protocols and ask stupid questions less often, so that's nice. Oh, and I read a lot. If anyone has suggestions for books, I'll gladly take them. Right now I'm on Emma, for book club, but once I'm done with it... I'll need to find something else.
Kyler registers for his last semester tomorrow at midnight. Okay, it's really April 6th at midnight, but that's tomorrow night, right? He's hoping for an amazing schedule, nice and compact and probably relatively light. Crazy to think he'll be done less than 9 months. Then it'll be off to grad school, who knows where.
Oh, man, he needs to register for the GRE. Slacker.
We really are thinking about moving, but we're running into some problems, first of which being we don't know if we want to live in SLC, Provorem, or somewhere in between. The second problem is that Wymout requires 60 day notice (read, if we want to move in June, we tell them NOW), but most apartments won't know for sure they have vacancies until about a month before. So, do we put in our notice now and hope and pray for an opening somewhere else, or do we wait to have a sure thing on another apartment, and possibly have to pay two rents for about a month? Sigh.
Life is good, really. We have no complaints. We're happy and healthy (well, mostly....), and we both have good jobs, at least for what we want right now. It's just easier to write about the hard stuff! More entertaining.
In less than 3 weeks (jeez, guys, sorry for a little mistake!), family of all kinds will be here for graduation! I can't wait. We are so going to Thai Ruby on Thursday night or something. Yum!
29 March 2009
Pining for a vacation
Life is... busy. I spend 12 hours of my weekdays preparing for, headed to, at, or coming home from work. I miss spending more time with Kyler and not being exhausted everyday, but you gotta do what you gotta do. I live for the weekend, though.
Work is going well, I think, though. I'm learning new things and becoming more confident. On Friday I collected tissue from a mastectomy all by myself for the first time, and processed about 7 different patients worth of blood. We'll see how things go in the future.
It's almost April, which means it'll be graduation before you know it, and I'll actually get to see a lot of family. I'm excited. Last that I knew, my mom, dad, sister, and grandma are coming, and Kyler's mom and at least one sister are planning on it, as well. I feel loved. I can't wait for the days off.
Friday, about a block or two from being home, I noticed the car wasn't exactly driving straight. It kept pulling the the left, and I thought, hmm, maybe we should get the alignment checked. But then I got home, realized Kyler had amazing food waiting for me, and ran up the stairs to join him. Saturday morning, then, when Kyler and I started to head out to the grocery store, we discovered the problem: our front driver's side tire was flat. So together we pulled out the spare and owner's manual and decided to alter our plans for the morning to include a trip to Les Schwab. Very exciting. Our tire is all better now, and it cost us nothing! Yay.
As Kyler and I sat changing our tire, we realized how lucky we were that this happened Friday night/Saturday morning, when I didn't need the car to get to the bus or anything. It's like when our toilet used to overflow, but always on Sundays when we had time to deal with it. Even though things go wrong and our life isn't perfect, things go wrong when we can deal with it a little better. I think that's a form of blessings, just making the hard things easier to bear. I'm grateful for it, anyhow.
Tomorrow's Monday... and I get to go to work, earn lots of money, and wish I was home with my husband. Such is life.
Currently listening to the music from My Big Fat Greek Wedding in my head.
Work is going well, I think, though. I'm learning new things and becoming more confident. On Friday I collected tissue from a mastectomy all by myself for the first time, and processed about 7 different patients worth of blood. We'll see how things go in the future.
It's almost April, which means it'll be graduation before you know it, and I'll actually get to see a lot of family. I'm excited. Last that I knew, my mom, dad, sister, and grandma are coming, and Kyler's mom and at least one sister are planning on it, as well. I feel loved. I can't wait for the days off.
Friday, about a block or two from being home, I noticed the car wasn't exactly driving straight. It kept pulling the the left, and I thought, hmm, maybe we should get the alignment checked. But then I got home, realized Kyler had amazing food waiting for me, and ran up the stairs to join him. Saturday morning, then, when Kyler and I started to head out to the grocery store, we discovered the problem: our front driver's side tire was flat. So together we pulled out the spare and owner's manual and decided to alter our plans for the morning to include a trip to Les Schwab. Very exciting. Our tire is all better now, and it cost us nothing! Yay.
As Kyler and I sat changing our tire, we realized how lucky we were that this happened Friday night/Saturday morning, when I didn't need the car to get to the bus or anything. It's like when our toilet used to overflow, but always on Sundays when we had time to deal with it. Even though things go wrong and our life isn't perfect, things go wrong when we can deal with it a little better. I think that's a form of blessings, just making the hard things easier to bear. I'm grateful for it, anyhow.
Tomorrow's Monday... and I get to go to work, earn lots of money, and wish I was home with my husband. Such is life.
Currently listening to the music from My Big Fat Greek Wedding in my head.
18 March 2009
I eat lunch too fast.
I'm sitting at work, in the break room. I've discovered I don't take very long to eat lunch. We don't actually clock out to do so, and I haven't been told how long to take, so I'm generally back withing fifteen minutes. I'm trying to prolong my lunch time a little today by updating?
I realized yesterday, on the way home, that I miss Portland and the MAX. I miss "The doors are closing." On the TRAX, each door has a red light that flashes and a high-pitched annoying alarm that beeps as the doors are shutting. Very annoying. I miss "Doors to my left" and "Doors to my right," as well as, of course, "Puertas a mi izquierda" and "Puertas a mi derecha." The TRAX doesn't tell you these things, so you just have to guess which door will open, and TRAX is obviously not as multi-cultural. Silly TRAX. I miss the MAX.
This job will someday burn me out, but mostly because of the commute. I get home about 11 and a half hours after I leave in the morning, and it wasn't much better when I drove (11 hours). I'm thinking that public transportation is working fine for me, though. I would've already gone through a whole tank of gas (plus 300 miles) by the time I get home tonight, but instead I will have gone 18 miles or so. Not too shabby.
I want to move to make this commute shorter, but then Kyler would have to commute, and I don't know if I want to subject him to the exhaustion of commuting. But, you know, he is stronger than me... he can handle it, right?
Technically I can handle it, too, as long as I sleep decently the night before.
Currently listening to an Asian language being spoken in the lunch room. I don't know which one.
I realized yesterday, on the way home, that I miss Portland and the MAX. I miss "The doors are closing." On the TRAX, each door has a red light that flashes and a high-pitched annoying alarm that beeps as the doors are shutting. Very annoying. I miss "Doors to my left" and "Doors to my right," as well as, of course, "Puertas a mi izquierda" and "Puertas a mi derecha." The TRAX doesn't tell you these things, so you just have to guess which door will open, and TRAX is obviously not as multi-cultural. Silly TRAX. I miss the MAX.
This job will someday burn me out, but mostly because of the commute. I get home about 11 and a half hours after I leave in the morning, and it wasn't much better when I drove (11 hours). I'm thinking that public transportation is working fine for me, though. I would've already gone through a whole tank of gas (plus 300 miles) by the time I get home tonight, but instead I will have gone 18 miles or so. Not too shabby.
I want to move to make this commute shorter, but then Kyler would have to commute, and I don't know if I want to subject him to the exhaustion of commuting. But, you know, he is stronger than me... he can handle it, right?
Technically I can handle it, too, as long as I sleep decently the night before.
Currently listening to an Asian language being spoken in the lunch room. I don't know which one.
15 March 2009
Sunshine, lollipops, and rainbows.
I suppose I should update this again? Or maybe make Kyler do it, but I doubt I could convince him. He puts up resistance to the whole blogging thing, silly boy.
I started work on Monday, and have officially put in a full week. I'm starting to understand a little better what exactly I am doing, and it's kind of fun. Friday I processed two blood specimens all by myself. Yay!
There are some things I'm not enjoying about this job, though... mostly interactions between the other people I work with. There is some conflict between my boss and the lab workers, for example, and they both kind of accuse each other of being liars. I'm not sure who is right, and I'm taking it all with a grain of salt, but it makes me wary. Though, according to the girl training me, I shouldn't worry because my boss hired me, "and she always likes the people she hires." Oh, the drama.
I also don't like the hour long drive each way. Tomorrow I plan on busing it, and seeing how I feel about it. I could read or write or sleep or whatever, and it would be way nicer to our car and our wallets. Gas and parking aren't free.
It was a beautiful weekend. Kyler had a geology field trip up Rock Canyon, and I went with. It was fun and I felt smart because I knew some of the answers! Maybe I should have majored in geology. Seriously, it was so beautiful, I even got a very slight sunburn. I know, I know, sunblock. But I didn't even think of it because nice weather is relatively new.
I'll get paid in a week, and we'll have money for rent! Yay!
Currently watching Mythbusters: The Curse of the Snowplow.
I started work on Monday, and have officially put in a full week. I'm starting to understand a little better what exactly I am doing, and it's kind of fun. Friday I processed two blood specimens all by myself. Yay!
There are some things I'm not enjoying about this job, though... mostly interactions between the other people I work with. There is some conflict between my boss and the lab workers, for example, and they both kind of accuse each other of being liars. I'm not sure who is right, and I'm taking it all with a grain of salt, but it makes me wary. Though, according to the girl training me, I shouldn't worry because my boss hired me, "and she always likes the people she hires." Oh, the drama.
I also don't like the hour long drive each way. Tomorrow I plan on busing it, and seeing how I feel about it. I could read or write or sleep or whatever, and it would be way nicer to our car and our wallets. Gas and parking aren't free.
It was a beautiful weekend. Kyler had a geology field trip up Rock Canyon, and I went with. It was fun and I felt smart because I knew some of the answers! Maybe I should have majored in geology. Seriously, it was so beautiful, I even got a very slight sunburn. I know, I know, sunblock. But I didn't even think of it because nice weather is relatively new.
I'll get paid in a week, and we'll have money for rent! Yay!
Currently watching Mythbusters: The Curse of the Snowplow.
06 March 2009
Burning my bridges
I was originally going to wait to write this until I could actually get a hold of my brother, but he and his sweetie are off gallivanting through Asia so that's not going to work.
On Wednesday, I went to ARUP, the place that had offered me the job, and told them I didn't want it. I didn't really burn my bridges too much, I was very nice about the whole thing, but I said I didn't want to work there and gave them back my parking pass. Why on earth would I pass up such a job? Because I've gotten a different one!
I have been offered a job at Huntsman Cancer Institute, which will be more interesting and pays better than the other one... and I start Monday! I don't quite know what to expect, but I'm excited.
This offer is cementing our plans to move after the semester is over sometime. Exactly when depends on how soon we can afford to put down deposits and find a place. Kyler's hoping for May, even if that would mean he'd have to commute for a longer amount of time.
I guess everything really is coming into place. We're going to be able to afford to have a place to live! Yay!
It's kind of interesting, I just realized that Kyler and I had been planning on going to the temple forever, but then for several weeks (three or four) in a row, one of us was sick or something, so we couldn't go. This last Friday, we finally were able to go, and then on Monday, only a few days later, I had my second interview and job offer at Huntsman. Coincidince? You can decide that for yourself...
I'm sure there is more going on in our lives (though as I have been driving to and from Salt Lake a bit lately, it doesn't feel like much), but I'm distracted by this. Yay!
Currently listening to Modest Mouse "Float On."
On Wednesday, I went to ARUP, the place that had offered me the job, and told them I didn't want it. I didn't really burn my bridges too much, I was very nice about the whole thing, but I said I didn't want to work there and gave them back my parking pass. Why on earth would I pass up such a job? Because I've gotten a different one!
I have been offered a job at Huntsman Cancer Institute, which will be more interesting and pays better than the other one... and I start Monday! I don't quite know what to expect, but I'm excited.
This offer is cementing our plans to move after the semester is over sometime. Exactly when depends on how soon we can afford to put down deposits and find a place. Kyler's hoping for May, even if that would mean he'd have to commute for a longer amount of time.
I guess everything really is coming into place. We're going to be able to afford to have a place to live! Yay!
It's kind of interesting, I just realized that Kyler and I had been planning on going to the temple forever, but then for several weeks (three or four) in a row, one of us was sick or something, so we couldn't go. This last Friday, we finally were able to go, and then on Monday, only a few days later, I had my second interview and job offer at Huntsman. Coincidince? You can decide that for yourself...
I'm sure there is more going on in our lives (though as I have been driving to and from Salt Lake a bit lately, it doesn't feel like much), but I'm distracted by this. Yay!
Currently listening to Modest Mouse "Float On."
23 February 2009
Anyone want to just make my decision for me?
Well, this last weekend was definitely a blast. Saturday was a dinner our ward put on... the joys of free, and amazing, food! Seriously, it was so good. I had salmon and pasta, but because there was so much extra food, I got to try the chicken and potatoes, too. Then Kyler and I headed to a dance put on by BYU for married couples... which was also free! And also had some amazing food, including tons of fruit (yum, cantaloupe, strawberries, pineapple...) and some amazing desserts. I had a german chocolate brownie. Tasty. We danced like crazy until I had some awesome blisters on my feet, and then we played a game or two of pool and headed home. Best free date night ever.
Sadly, I still have random coughing fits that last anywhere from a minute or two to about fifteen. It was due to one of these coughing fits that I didn't go to church on Sunday. Oh well.
And, important news today, I got called by the place I interviewed with last Monday... they offered me a job! I'm not sure, though, because I'd rather work at either place I interviewed at on Thursday. They'd both be better pay and more what I actually want. But, a job offer! I could either work evenings or graveyard, and if I take this job, I'm seriously considering the graveyard. It's better pay and Kyler and I could still eat dinner together, though it'd be more like breakfast for me.
Maybe the places I interviewed with will call me back and either offer me a second interview or tell me no. That would make this decision easier...
Still, this is good news. Any job is good news, really.
Currently listening to Weezer "Say It Ain't So."
Sadly, I still have random coughing fits that last anywhere from a minute or two to about fifteen. It was due to one of these coughing fits that I didn't go to church on Sunday. Oh well.
And, important news today, I got called by the place I interviewed with last Monday... they offered me a job! I'm not sure, though, because I'd rather work at either place I interviewed at on Thursday. They'd both be better pay and more what I actually want. But, a job offer! I could either work evenings or graveyard, and if I take this job, I'm seriously considering the graveyard. It's better pay and Kyler and I could still eat dinner together, though it'd be more like breakfast for me.
Maybe the places I interviewed with will call me back and either offer me a second interview or tell me no. That would make this decision easier...
Still, this is good news. Any job is good news, really.
Currently listening to Weezer "Say It Ain't So."
17 February 2009
Voices calling me from everywhere...
Well, things are looking a little better, for a number of reasons.
First, this last weekend was very nice and relaxing. Kyler and I went slinky-ing for Valentine's Day, and while we were wandering around campus, we discovered there are now pool tables near the bowling alley, and use is free with a student ID! So, we took a break from slinky-ing for Kyler to kick my trash in pool. At least, kind of. Neither of us is very good. Sunday was chill, and Monday Kyler and I went up to Salt Lake, wandered around a little, and then came back home.
Second, the reason we went to Salt Lake in the first place: I had a job interview. It's not the ideal job (doesn't require a Bachelor's, though they don't mind), but it is at a good company and maybe I could work my way up a little. Also, I got an email yesterday about a laboratory technician job I applied for at monster.com, and they want to set up an interview. And, another piece of news for the second reason things are looking up: I just got called for a job interview at the dental research place in Provo. Here's to hoping something works out!
Third, we definitely have money to pay rent in March, even without a job! One more month of survival we have assured. Yay!
In other news, if I get a job Kyler and I are thinking about moving this summer. We're getting kicked out of Wymount within a couple of days of Christmas in December, and it might be more convienent to move on our own time. Where I get a job may affect where we move: if I get a job in SLC, we could move there and Kyler commutes, we could stay in Provo and I commute, or we could move somewhere like Sandy and I take TRAX and Kyler the car in our commutes. If I get the job in Provo, on the other hand, I'm thinking staying in the general area would be best.
Oh, to have a dishwasher... we're really going for that.
And, uh, just for another interesting thing: I can't talk very well right now. My voice is... my mom said I sounded like Minnie Mouse, Kyler said I could easily sing tenor if I wanted. Take your pick, it hurts to talk. Yay for job interviews in which I can't talk?
Currently listening to Weezer "Island In The Sun"
First, this last weekend was very nice and relaxing. Kyler and I went slinky-ing for Valentine's Day, and while we were wandering around campus, we discovered there are now pool tables near the bowling alley, and use is free with a student ID! So, we took a break from slinky-ing for Kyler to kick my trash in pool. At least, kind of. Neither of us is very good. Sunday was chill, and Monday Kyler and I went up to Salt Lake, wandered around a little, and then came back home.
Second, the reason we went to Salt Lake in the first place: I had a job interview. It's not the ideal job (doesn't require a Bachelor's, though they don't mind), but it is at a good company and maybe I could work my way up a little. Also, I got an email yesterday about a laboratory technician job I applied for at monster.com, and they want to set up an interview. And, another piece of news for the second reason things are looking up: I just got called for a job interview at the dental research place in Provo. Here's to hoping something works out!
Third, we definitely have money to pay rent in March, even without a job! One more month of survival we have assured. Yay!
In other news, if I get a job Kyler and I are thinking about moving this summer. We're getting kicked out of Wymount within a couple of days of Christmas in December, and it might be more convienent to move on our own time. Where I get a job may affect where we move: if I get a job in SLC, we could move there and Kyler commutes, we could stay in Provo and I commute, or we could move somewhere like Sandy and I take TRAX and Kyler the car in our commutes. If I get the job in Provo, on the other hand, I'm thinking staying in the general area would be best.
Oh, to have a dishwasher... we're really going for that.
And, uh, just for another interesting thing: I can't talk very well right now. My voice is... my mom said I sounded like Minnie Mouse, Kyler said I could easily sing tenor if I wanted. Take your pick, it hurts to talk. Yay for job interviews in which I can't talk?
Currently listening to Weezer "Island In The Sun"
10 February 2009
And so it goes...
I still have no job.
My life consists of doing the dishes, waiting for Kyler to come home, worrying about running out of money, attempting to help Liz plan her wedding, reading books I got from the library, and playing warcraft.
I wish I had more to say, a reason to celebrate and not be stressed.
Currently listening to Coldplay "Politik"
My life consists of doing the dishes, waiting for Kyler to come home, worrying about running out of money, attempting to help Liz plan her wedding, reading books I got from the library, and playing warcraft.
I wish I had more to say, a reason to celebrate and not be stressed.
Currently listening to Coldplay "Politik"
25 January 2009
Visions and dreams
I've been having more dreams lately. Are they visions of the past and future, or just coincidental? Only time will tell... probably.
In the first dream, I was a little girl again, and I was in my room. There were spiders on my wall, or so I thought, but it ended up being something else. I couldn't tell the difference, and my mother decided I should get glasses. Hmm, I did get glasses when I was little, but I doubt it was because I couldn't make sense of random spots on my wall.
The next dream, I was at Liz's wedding and I was pregnant. Visibly so, but definitely not ready to pop. If we look at the date of Liz's wedding (June 13th) and today's date, we'd see that this is technically possible. Strange. Am I seeing my future?
My dreams are almost the only interesting things in my life. Well, I did go wedding dress shopping yesterday with Liz. I got to help her get the dresses on and off and offer another opinion. We found some beautiful dresses, but she hasn't decided yet. Plus, there's at least one more store we want to hit... we ran out of time. Lots and lots of dresses...
And... I'm going to go talk to Cliffy now. Yay!
Currently listening to the Soggy Bottom Boys "I am a Man of Constant Sorrow"!
In the first dream, I was a little girl again, and I was in my room. There were spiders on my wall, or so I thought, but it ended up being something else. I couldn't tell the difference, and my mother decided I should get glasses. Hmm, I did get glasses when I was little, but I doubt it was because I couldn't make sense of random spots on my wall.
The next dream, I was at Liz's wedding and I was pregnant. Visibly so, but definitely not ready to pop. If we look at the date of Liz's wedding (June 13th) and today's date, we'd see that this is technically possible. Strange. Am I seeing my future?
My dreams are almost the only interesting things in my life. Well, I did go wedding dress shopping yesterday with Liz. I got to help her get the dresses on and off and offer another opinion. We found some beautiful dresses, but she hasn't decided yet. Plus, there's at least one more store we want to hit... we ran out of time. Lots and lots of dresses...
And... I'm going to go talk to Cliffy now. Yay!
Currently listening to the Soggy Bottom Boys "I am a Man of Constant Sorrow"!
20 January 2009
Anxiously awaiting pad thai
I feel like I ought to write about something, but I don't really know what there is to write about. My life is the same thing every day, and it's not even an interesting same thing.
I have gotten to hang out with some people from home the last few days, and I realize I really should make more effort to spend time with these people I've known for almost ever. There's a reason I'm friends with these people: they're awesome. If I wasn't so lazy... I'd hang out with them more.
I'm going looking at wedding dresses on Saturday. I get to be the all-important second opinion, a very crucial role. Looking at dresses might be exhausting, but at least I'll have fun with Liz.
And, seriously, that's all that's going on in my life. That, and I want to eat some pad thai... which I will get to eat in celebration after I get a job. Maybe I'll hear from someone this week?
I have gotten to hang out with some people from home the last few days, and I realize I really should make more effort to spend time with these people I've known for almost ever. There's a reason I'm friends with these people: they're awesome. If I wasn't so lazy... I'd hang out with them more.
I'm going looking at wedding dresses on Saturday. I get to be the all-important second opinion, a very crucial role. Looking at dresses might be exhausting, but at least I'll have fun with Liz.
And, seriously, that's all that's going on in my life. That, and I want to eat some pad thai... which I will get to eat in celebration after I get a job. Maybe I'll hear from someone this week?
15 January 2009
I dream of having a good job... in moldy water.
I've been having strange dreams lately. For example, I had a dream a few nights ago that we were having a ward party at my parents' house, and it was an island-type theme, but we were serving raviolis. And, my Grandmother Nylund was there, and she's dead, though not in the dream (that'd be creepy!) She wouldn't eat the raviolis unless she put mustard on them, and at first was going to put mustard in the whole pan, but my father stopped her and just put it on her plate. Strange.
Another strange dream I had just last night. I was at the beach, and some of the whales had suddenly started flying. The marine biologist said that the pressure of the air didn't collapse their lungs when they were outside the water, so they were able to breath in. The whales apparently "breathed" out the oxygen in their sweat. But the marine biologist didn't know why the whales had started flying in the first place, so we went out in a boat to take some water measurements. At one place, without flying whales, we found that the water was normal and clean. Then we went to where the whales were, and the water was an ugly brown. When we took our measurements, the results were that the water quality was poor due to large amounts of a toxic mold. We were hypothesizing that this mold could have altered the whale DNA or something, allowing them to fly, when we almost got capsized by a large something (whale? Shark? Russian submarine using biological weapons to destroy our whales?), but we managed to stay afloat and, thankfully, didn't end up in the nasty water.
I am such a scientist sometimes.
In other scientific news, I went to my interview at Myriad yesterday. This company gets samples (mostly blood) from women all over the country and tests to see if they have a genetic inclination to breast cancer. It's pretty interesting, and the work I would do there would affect someone's life quite a bit. One of the guys interviewing me was possibly even more nervous than I was! They were the supervisors of the actual lab, so not the HR people who have to deal with strangers all the time. I got a tour of the lab, and I really liked it. The only downside, which is a pretty big one: it's a graveyard shift, 8 PM until 6:30 AM Tuesday through Friday. Since it's in Salt Lake, it'd take me at least an hour to get there, so on the days Kyler has class at 8 (every day), or he has work until 6 (twice a week), I basically wouldn't see him at all. But, I haven't been offered the job yet, so we'll see.
Currently listening to Radiohead "Fake Plastic Trees"
Another strange dream I had just last night. I was at the beach, and some of the whales had suddenly started flying. The marine biologist said that the pressure of the air didn't collapse their lungs when they were outside the water, so they were able to breath in. The whales apparently "breathed" out the oxygen in their sweat. But the marine biologist didn't know why the whales had started flying in the first place, so we went out in a boat to take some water measurements. At one place, without flying whales, we found that the water was normal and clean. Then we went to where the whales were, and the water was an ugly brown. When we took our measurements, the results were that the water quality was poor due to large amounts of a toxic mold. We were hypothesizing that this mold could have altered the whale DNA or something, allowing them to fly, when we almost got capsized by a large something (whale? Shark? Russian submarine using biological weapons to destroy our whales?), but we managed to stay afloat and, thankfully, didn't end up in the nasty water.
I am such a scientist sometimes.
In other scientific news, I went to my interview at Myriad yesterday. This company gets samples (mostly blood) from women all over the country and tests to see if they have a genetic inclination to breast cancer. It's pretty interesting, and the work I would do there would affect someone's life quite a bit. One of the guys interviewing me was possibly even more nervous than I was! They were the supervisors of the actual lab, so not the HR people who have to deal with strangers all the time. I got a tour of the lab, and I really liked it. The only downside, which is a pretty big one: it's a graveyard shift, 8 PM until 6:30 AM Tuesday through Friday. Since it's in Salt Lake, it'd take me at least an hour to get there, so on the days Kyler has class at 8 (every day), or he has work until 6 (twice a week), I basically wouldn't see him at all. But, I haven't been offered the job yet, so we'll see.
Currently listening to Radiohead "Fake Plastic Trees"
14 January 2009
Relax, deep breaths, it's not the end of the world...
So, yeah, in a continuation from the last post, I am definitely still panicking a little. I have a real interview today: I have to drive up to Salt Lake, shake a guy named Chad's hand (hope my hands aren't sweating!), and talk about a real job. Yeah, shaking a little. I've made sure my clothes are clean, I've showered, I have directions on how to get there (although the mapquest directions and the ones that Chad gave me don't exactly match up). I still need to do my hair, makeup, and get dressed, but I'm not leaving for two hours so I think I'll be able to pull it off.
But, definitely stressing.
In other, the opposite-of-stressful news, the financial aid office gave me back my pell grant from fall, so I don't owe them 2+ grand! Yay! And I also now have all my grades from this last semester: I got a 3.8. Not too bad, I think? Although my transcript still doesn't say I've been awarded a degree... sad.
I feel like I have no life, no schedule, nothing important to do. I can't wait until I get a job. Even 7 on/7 off and graveyard shifts would be better for my sanity.
I shouldn't complain. My life is pretty good. I've kept fairly busy, babysitting a couple of times for women in my ward, going to book club, watching devotional with Kyler (it was Elder Holland!), doing the dishes, reading, playing warcraft... I have things I can do. Most of them just don't feel terribly productive.
Kyler's really enjoying the semester so far, maybe I'll convince him to make a post about his classes or something. It's worth a shot, eh?
Currently listening to Coldplay "Fix You"
But, definitely stressing.
In other, the opposite-of-stressful news, the financial aid office gave me back my pell grant from fall, so I don't owe them 2+ grand! Yay! And I also now have all my grades from this last semester: I got a 3.8. Not too bad, I think? Although my transcript still doesn't say I've been awarded a degree... sad.
I feel like I have no life, no schedule, nothing important to do. I can't wait until I get a job. Even 7 on/7 off and graveyard shifts would be better for my sanity.
I shouldn't complain. My life is pretty good. I've kept fairly busy, babysitting a couple of times for women in my ward, going to book club, watching devotional with Kyler (it was Elder Holland!), doing the dishes, reading, playing warcraft... I have things I can do. Most of them just don't feel terribly productive.
Kyler's really enjoying the semester so far, maybe I'll convince him to make a post about his classes or something. It's worth a shot, eh?
Currently listening to Coldplay "Fix You"
06 January 2009
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I woke up this morning, got on the computer to check my email, and remembered I'd gotten an email from BYU saying there had been changes to my financial account yesterday. What changes could they make? I'm done. But I logged on to see... that I have a past due balance $2,366. Say what? I start panicking a little, so I look at the details... and they took away my Pell Grant, from fall, leaving me with unpaid tuition, from fall. I'm still panicking a little, because I don't just have two grand sitting around! I'm trying to get a job but currently have no income, I can't pay last semesters tuition without the grant. So, I call the financial aid office. Apparently, they are incredibly busy, because I was on hold for at least 45 minutes before I got through. I talked to a guy for a while, he put me on hold a few more minutes so he could make a call concerning me, and then he comes back and tells me that it's a system problem: even though I said I wanted to apply for loans and grants for fall only, it tried to do it for winter semester, and surprise, surprise, I don't fit the requirements since I'm not enrolled. The financial aid office has my name, though, and will apparently do a manual override. End of panic? I hope so.
Except... now I'm panicking about other things. Like the fact that I have a telephone interview tomorrow for one of the labs I applied to! That's right, I finally got them my transcript (though it's still not 100% complete, due to patho) and then they call me to set up a phone interview! I'm excited, but incredibly nervous. I would love to get a job at this place, even if it is in Salt Lake. It would be such a good experience. So, yeah, still panicking a little.
My transcript doesn't say I've been awarded a degree yet, and I'm kind of anxious for it to say so. I have completed all the requirements, even, yes, Advanced Cell. I got a B+, for which I was kind of amazed, but incredibly grateful. I worked hard on the final paper, so I won't say no.
Kyler started school yesterday... and I stayed home. So strange. I did watch a 2-month-old for a woman in my ward because I had the time, though, and that helped me not to feel so useless.
And... one of my best friends is engaged! Yay! I'm excited for her.
Currently listening to Keane "Everybody's Changing."
Except... now I'm panicking about other things. Like the fact that I have a telephone interview tomorrow for one of the labs I applied to! That's right, I finally got them my transcript (though it's still not 100% complete, due to patho) and then they call me to set up a phone interview! I'm excited, but incredibly nervous. I would love to get a job at this place, even if it is in Salt Lake. It would be such a good experience. So, yeah, still panicking a little.
My transcript doesn't say I've been awarded a degree yet, and I'm kind of anxious for it to say so. I have completed all the requirements, even, yes, Advanced Cell. I got a B+, for which I was kind of amazed, but incredibly grateful. I worked hard on the final paper, so I won't say no.
Kyler started school yesterday... and I stayed home. So strange. I did watch a 2-month-old for a woman in my ward because I had the time, though, and that helped me not to feel so useless.
And... one of my best friends is engaged! Yay! I'm excited for her.
Currently listening to Keane "Everybody's Changing."
29 December 2008
Brought to you by the number 8, and the letter... Q.
Jill tagged me for this thing forever and a day ago, but school has, until recently, been keeping me pretty busy. Now that I have no school, and Kyler is at work, I have some time to play with silly surveys. So, here goes:
8 TV shows I watch:
- Pushing Daisies
- The Office
- Mythbusters (Kyler’s favorite!)
- Firefly? (not on anymore, but I own the DVDs)
- Gilmore Girls? (again, no longer on TV, but Kyler has 3 seasons now)
- My Name Is Earl
- Heroes
- The Muppet show (another we have on DVD)
8 favorite restaurants:
- Thai Ruby, totally amazing
- J Dawg’s (does a hot dog stand count as a restaurant?)
- Pita
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- Izzy’s
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- Mazatlan
8 things that happened yesterday:
- Said goodbye to La Grande
- Had dreams about crashing my car into a guardrail and killing us both
- Watched Sound of Music until I was about ready to pass out with tiredness
- Took a much needed, very relaxing shower
- Ate a bagel!
- Checked to see if any new grades had been posted… they hadn’t.
- Saw at least six cars off the road in
- Sang along to “Hair”!
8 things I'm looking forward to:
- My grades being posted? Only if they’re good…
- Getting a job would be nice
- Kyler having the day off for New Year’s
- Getting my diploma in the mail
- Actually walking in April
- Earning money so we can pay off the car and student loans
- Winter 2010 Olympics—Vancouver, BC
- Eating dinner with Kyler in our apartment
8 things on my wish list:
- A digital camera
- A job would definitely be nice
- Maybe I’m pushing it, but this is a wish list: a job with awesome benefits!
- Warmer hands while I type or read (They’re ALWAYS freezing, at least during winter!)
- A healthy, happy niece
- A trip
- Going to Hawaii with Kyler—he promised
- Knees that don’t hurt when I try and use them
8 things I love:
- Kyler
- My family
- Baking, but only if it’s for fun and if the ingredients agree to do what I want them to
- Reading
- Peanut butter and chocolate
- Getting phone calls from people who AREN’T telemarketers
- Taking bathes
- Singing along to music!
8 things I can't stand:
- The sound of nails on a blackboard
- While I’m talking about sounds, the sound that dishes or pots and pans make when they clang together… it makes me shudder.
- The smell of mice that have been dead for a week
- Another smell: six-month-old expired buttermilk
- Dr. Murray, my advanced cell teacher
- Driving in icy conditions
- Not knowing what the future holds
- The picture of the scary, ugly baby in my embryology book
In other news, I now have another grade posted! Granted, it's research, meaning I gave it to myself, but I now have a 4.0 for 5 credits! Too bad I still need to know how I did in advance cell...
Currently listening to Snow Patrol "Open Your Eyes."
Winter Snow Blast Apocalypse Armageddon Devastation 2008
Well, Kyler and I are back in Provo after spending about a week in Oregon. That week of non-traveling was benign enough: we did almost nothing because it snowed 16 inches... at my house! I don't think I've ever seen that much snow fall over such a short amount of time in Utah, much less in Portland! It was fun, though, even if it meant Christmas at Grandma's was postponed a bit due to my aunt not being able to drive down soon enough.
Speaking of driving... this is what made the trip less than ideal. Every other roadtrip Kyler and I have been on has included getting really sleepy while driving and needing to switch drivers fairly often to prevent that whole falling asleep at the wheel thing. I was kind of worried about that, kind of praying that we'd be able to stay awake... and God has a funny sense of humor.
On the way there, basically as soon as we were out of Utah, the roads were... not the best I've ever seen. I'd never actually driven in snow, and let's just say... I have now.
On the way back to Utah... it was possibly even worse. My father told us when we left there was black ice on a stretch of road for about 100 miles... and I definitely found it in at least one place. Kyler had to drive after that, because my nerves were shot. His weren't great, but he excels at being calm. We were about 270 miles from home when... the freeway was closed due to blizzard-like conditions that were supposed to last until the evening. Kyler and I decided to bag it, get a hotel, and just chill, eat chinese food, and watch The Office, season 2.
We did finally make it back, many miles and hours later. While going through Idaho, we saw no less than 6 cars off the road, one of them flipped. Kind of freaked me out, but we survived.
I don't like driving in the snow and ice.
Spending time with my family was great, though. I hadn't been home in a year, so being in Portland was fun. We made a snowman, took the train downtown, spent lots of time mocking the news reporters constantly talking about "Winter Blast" or "Snowmageddon" or "Snowpocalypse" 2008. Seriously, people, get a life.
I still only have 1 grade posted online. That means, while I don't officially know I've finished all my requirements, I do currently have a 4.0 for the semester! So what if it's only 3 credits?
In other news, my brother and sister-in-law found out they're having a girl! I'm going to have a neice! And everything looks healthy and happy, yay!
Currently listening to Iron and Wine "Such Great Heights"
Currently eating baby carrots and ranch!
Speaking of driving... this is what made the trip less than ideal. Every other roadtrip Kyler and I have been on has included getting really sleepy while driving and needing to switch drivers fairly often to prevent that whole falling asleep at the wheel thing. I was kind of worried about that, kind of praying that we'd be able to stay awake... and God has a funny sense of humor.
On the way there, basically as soon as we were out of Utah, the roads were... not the best I've ever seen. I'd never actually driven in snow, and let's just say... I have now.
On the way back to Utah... it was possibly even worse. My father told us when we left there was black ice on a stretch of road for about 100 miles... and I definitely found it in at least one place. Kyler had to drive after that, because my nerves were shot. His weren't great, but he excels at being calm. We were about 270 miles from home when... the freeway was closed due to blizzard-like conditions that were supposed to last until the evening. Kyler and I decided to bag it, get a hotel, and just chill, eat chinese food, and watch The Office, season 2.
We did finally make it back, many miles and hours later. While going through Idaho, we saw no less than 6 cars off the road, one of them flipped. Kind of freaked me out, but we survived.
I don't like driving in the snow and ice.
Spending time with my family was great, though. I hadn't been home in a year, so being in Portland was fun. We made a snowman, took the train downtown, spent lots of time mocking the news reporters constantly talking about "Winter Blast" or "Snowmageddon" or "Snowpocalypse" 2008. Seriously, people, get a life.
I still only have 1 grade posted online. That means, while I don't officially know I've finished all my requirements, I do currently have a 4.0 for the semester! So what if it's only 3 credits?
In other news, my brother and sister-in-law found out they're having a girl! I'm going to have a neice! And everything looks healthy and happy, yay!
Currently listening to Iron and Wine "Such Great Heights"
Currently eating baby carrots and ranch!
18 December 2008
Finite
So, I'm done. I'm not quite sure what I think of that. It doesn't quite seem real yet... maybe it will when I don't go to class in January? I'm kind of confused how this is supposed to feel. Am I supposed to be jumping for joy and celebrating massively? Because I'm not. There is a lot I'm going to miss about this place... especially if I don't get a job really soon. A girl can only take so many books and so much Warcraft before she explodes.......
Right now, what I'm really looking forward to is being home. Assuming we can get there, of course. It's been snowing all day here. Maybe tomorrow will be better? One can hope. And pray.
I'm hungry. Sadly, it's 2.5 hours until dinner.
I meant to make this an eloquent "the end of an era" kind of post, but it appears I have failed miserably at that. Oh well.
I had a very strange dream the other night. I was apparently part of a community that was kind of... isolationist. And the community leader's wife was pregnant. She went into labor, and was in labor for a really long time, until she was too exhausted to push or anything anymore. I was assisting the doctor with her, and I was really worried that the placenta may have detached or something since we were having trouble finding a heart beat. The doctor was kind of wishy-washy, though. I insisted we do a C-section to try and save the baby, and he finally agreed. So we cut into her abdomen (oh, uh, without any pain killers or numbing medicine) and had to move her intestines aside a bit to be able to see her uterus. The doctor again got a little... stupid... and I had to say to him, look, here's her uterus, we've gone this far, do it! And so he cut into the top, and we pulled out a little baby that was probably about 11 weeks along, even though we thought she was much farther. It and its placenta all fit in one hand! It was really sad, because it was totally dead.
Now, the cool part about this dream was how realistic it was. The anatomy of the C-section was basically perfect, which I find kind of interesting because the only dissections I've done have been people "without" any blood, and the female had a hysterectomy, so she didn't have a uterus... but everything was there and in detail and my hands were covered in blood. The fetus really did look 11 weeks along, and it was the right size and everything... The logic of the dream as a whole wasn't quite all there, but the anatomy was perfect.
I am such a dork.
Currently listening to a random guy playing piano in the Wilk.
Right now, what I'm really looking forward to is being home. Assuming we can get there, of course. It's been snowing all day here. Maybe tomorrow will be better? One can hope. And pray.
I'm hungry. Sadly, it's 2.5 hours until dinner.
I meant to make this an eloquent "the end of an era" kind of post, but it appears I have failed miserably at that. Oh well.
I had a very strange dream the other night. I was apparently part of a community that was kind of... isolationist. And the community leader's wife was pregnant. She went into labor, and was in labor for a really long time, until she was too exhausted to push or anything anymore. I was assisting the doctor with her, and I was really worried that the placenta may have detached or something since we were having trouble finding a heart beat. The doctor was kind of wishy-washy, though. I insisted we do a C-section to try and save the baby, and he finally agreed. So we cut into her abdomen (oh, uh, without any pain killers or numbing medicine) and had to move her intestines aside a bit to be able to see her uterus. The doctor again got a little... stupid... and I had to say to him, look, here's her uterus, we've gone this far, do it! And so he cut into the top, and we pulled out a little baby that was probably about 11 weeks along, even though we thought she was much farther. It and its placenta all fit in one hand! It was really sad, because it was totally dead.
Now, the cool part about this dream was how realistic it was. The anatomy of the C-section was basically perfect, which I find kind of interesting because the only dissections I've done have been people "without" any blood, and the female had a hysterectomy, so she didn't have a uterus... but everything was there and in detail and my hands were covered in blood. The fetus really did look 11 weeks along, and it was the right size and everything... The logic of the dream as a whole wasn't quite all there, but the anatomy was perfect.
I am such a dork.
Currently listening to a random guy playing piano in the Wilk.
12 December 2008
The Police Beat never fails to make me laugh.
Wow. I'm officially done with classes... forever? Or at least my undergrad. Now, all I have left is... 3 finals and a 10 page (single spaced) paper. (Would it be "all I have left are..."? Because that sounds kind of funny.)
One of those finals, I'm definitely not worried about. The professor said it'd take about 10 minutes and we could bring our significant others... not exactly stress-worthy. That entire class hasn't been stress-worthy, though. I learned a lot, but in a way laid back setting. How great is that?
Normally, when I write a paper, I write it in single space, and then ::poof!:: I double space it, and it's twice as long! Magic! But since this paper is supposed to be single spaced, I am writing it in size 6 font, .8 spacing (the tops of the letters are not cut off at that point, though they are at .75), and with the margins about .3" all around. I'm a bit of a freak, I know, but... it'll make me feel good when a single page turns into three.
I still don't have a job, but I don't know what more I can really do than what I've already done. I guess all I can do now is keep praying, and searching for new openings...
Loradona, I have a present for you. They had a Best of the Police Beat for this semester, and it really was pretty good. So, this is what the Provo Police do all the time. Well, they are wedged between a mountain of crime and a mountain of...
Sept. 16: Residents of Taylor reported three males making noise and pounding on their windows, including one dressed in a Spiderman costume. Police discovered they were residents from May Hall. The students explained they were bored and looking for something to do. Sounds like freshman to me...
Sept. 17: A female walking near Maeser Hill reported seeing a middle-aged male with shoulder-length blonde hair wearing nothing but tennis shoes and baseball cap. The man was gone when police arrived. Scandal!
Sept. 27: A student and her roommate were walking by Miller Field when they noticed a possibly unclothed man in the shadows. They reported that he was an estimated 300 pounds but were unable to estimate his age. He told them "hello." At least he was polite.
Sept. 30: Female students in Helaman Halls complained about a man in a gorilla suit attempting to scare students near the Cannon Center. When police arrived, there was no sign of either the complainant or the gorilla. Students complained again early Oct. 3 about a man in a gorilla mask. The gorilla has not yet been identified. The gorilla man is getting an even bigger kick seeing his stunt in the paper.
Oct. 8: A concerned observer reported a suspicious male in the HBLL quad at 5:45 p.m. When police questioned him, he said he was Free Running, a game where people run fast toward the corners of buildings or other structures and attempt to climb them without assistance and flip or jump. The suspect was a 26-year old male visitor who said he'd learned of the game through YouTube. Police directed him to go Free Run somewhere else. That's right, BYU police's motto: GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!
Oct. 18: A female resident of Wymount Terrace called in a suspicious phone call in which a man made statements with the intent of hypnotizing the student. The student said she does not remember most of the conversation, but she called him her master. Police say it is virtually impossible hypnotize someone over the phone. No, this wasn't me, Master. Stop thinking it was.
Oct. 25: BYUPD received a phone call at 7:49 p.m. reporting loiterers at the gazebo at the Alumni House. Upon arrival, police discovered a group of students composing poetry. I think this one is my personal favorite! What criminals!
Nov. 1: Police received a call concerning screams and pounding coming from a room in the Maeser Building. Police investigated and discovered the screaming man was a custodial worker watching the game between Texas and Texas Tech., and was upset about his team's loss. Well, football is heartbreaking sometimes.
Nov. 6: Officers responded to a call concerning a disorderly person in the atrium of the HBLL. The subject at issue was wearing a red shirt, a scarf around his neck, a red mask around his eyes and holding several roses. He was holding a sign that read, "Ask me for...A-Hug, A-Rose, A-Hand, A-Date, A-Nything else." When officers told him he wasn't allowed to solicit in this manner, he continued to argue and told them he wasn't going to stop. Officers then explained that he may be arrested for disorderly conduct but he said he had diplomatic immunity and could not be arrested. When officers told him that it is necessary to receive permission from the dean of student life to demonstrate on campus, he agreed to follow through with the dean and left the area. I want diplomatic immunity when I do something crazy!
Nov. 7: Police received a call from the assistant principal at a private school in Salt Lake County. A fourth-grade student had told the assistant principal his dad was making a bomb in the garage to blow up the BYU football stadium. Following immediate investigation, police discovered the child wasn't telling the truth. Wow, a 4th grader not telling the truth... that never happened when I was in school!
Nov. 9: A female student was reported missing for two days. It turned out the student had been staying with a friend and had failed to inform her roommate. Way to go, Ace. Next time, tell your roommates?
Nov. 17: Police responded to a call reporting suspicious individuals with red paint. It was subsequently determined that these individuals were paint contractors who were painting a fence on campus. This was shortly before the BYU v Utah football game, in the caller's defense.
Nov. 25: A student reported a theft that had happened three weeks earlier. The student said he went into the bathroom, and when he came out his backpack was gone. The backpack contained a packed lunchbox, a fork and a bus pass. Three weeks, eh? I bet the lunch wasn't worth eating anymore.
Nov. 28: Police received a complaint about a man with a rope on the east side of the library attempting to lasso people as they walked by. The man was gone when police arrived. Too bad he wasn't on the west side, where the big Indian statue is. Then he would've just been playing Cowboys and Indians!
Nov. 30: A student employee's mother called BYU police after her son had not returned home from work when she expected. Police checked on the student's workplace where they found the student was still working. Just chill, Mom. He's fine.
Nov. 30: Another student's mother called police after she tried calling her son and could not get a hold of him. Police went to the student's dorm, and found the student, who said he was surprised his mother would call BYU police. The student was fine and promised he would call his mother right away. Seriously, some women need to cut the apron strings...
Dec. 7: A student reported talking to a man with a chainsaw on the north side of the Wilkinson Center. The man said he was going to "cut him a Christmas tree." Officers never found the suspect. The Christmas trees in the Wilk are fake... good luck with that.
And, that is all. Back to work on my essay.
Currently listening to Coldplay "Warning Sign."
05 December 2008
Just watch for me on ESPN!
Apparently, I have an excellent poker face. That is what one of my students told me this week. He said he'd been watching all semester as I was asked, point blank, if this tissue or that histological name would be on the quiz/test or important to know, and I would basically always reply that it may be on the quiz. He said that he could never tell if I was saying "yes" or "no," and that he'd make a horrible TA because he'd accidentally smirk or something and give away what was on the quiz. So, the moral of this story: I should participate in the World Series of Poker!
It was the tissues final, and I spent a predictably large amount of time in that wonderful room: I realized as I left Thursday afternoon that in the last 24 hours, I'd been in that room for 14 of them. Not to shabby, eh? The class is over, though, which frees up some of my time (though diminishes my paycheck), and my students mostly did well... at least those who bothered to show up.
Now I just have another week of class and then finals. Not that anyone is counting...
BYU Alum '08 here I come!
It was the tissues final, and I spent a predictably large amount of time in that wonderful room: I realized as I left Thursday afternoon that in the last 24 hours, I'd been in that room for 14 of them. Not to shabby, eh? The class is over, though, which frees up some of my time (though diminishes my paycheck), and my students mostly did well... at least those who bothered to show up.
Now I just have another week of class and then finals. Not that anyone is counting...
BYU Alum '08 here I come!
30 November 2008
Hips, germs, yeast: all organic substances.
I suppose I should update this, eh? I was going to do it last week, but I got distracted... and if Kyler wasn't playing warcraft, I probably wouldn't post today, either, but he is.
Last week, Kyler and I got to go see Coldplay in Salt Lake! Let me tell you, Chris Martin is the biggest nerd ever, and seeing them live just proves it. But they all put everything they have into their performance, and it is such a fun show. I highly recommend it if you're a fan and have the money to spare.
I am sick, and I blame Kyler. At the concert, Kyler said he had a sore throat, but was otherwise fine. Well, his "otherwise fine" turned into fever and chills, the worst of which being Wednesday. Then, of course, on Thanksgiving I started to get a sore throat. Stinking husband germs. I have yet to really have a fever and chills, just a headaches and stuffy nose, which is miserable, but things could be worse. I'm hoping I just have a better immune system than Kyler and it won't get any worse than this, because I don't have time to be sick this week! It's my students' final, which means I spend hours preparing them for it, I have a presentation in patho on Wednesday, and my repro final paper is due next Monday. I didn't work on homework nearly as much as I should have this long weekend because of Kyler getting sick, and then me getting sick, so I need to be better now!
I'm all over the place in my train of thought today, but here's the next piece of data on my personal agenda: I got to watch some surgeries on Tuesday. They were really interesting, and a lot more... violent than I thought they'd be. I mean, I hadn't really thought that to replace a knee or hip you'd have to remove the old one first, but that's the way it works. I wasn't allowed to touch anything, and I had to wear a heavy lead apron for the total hip replacement: they aren't so bad for a few minutes while you get an x-ray, but after an hour... they're a lot heavier. I enjoyed the surgeries, though. Very interesting.
And, finally, Thanksgiving! The most important news is that I successfully made rolls that rose correctly and baked right and everything! I can do it! Yeast doesn't completely hate me! Yay! And, Kyler and I have leftovers to last the week... maybe. Depends on how much Kyler eats, but he was feeling sick on Thanksgiving itself, so he only had one plate.
I'm tired. Soon it'll be time to take more Tylenol PM and sleep until the morning...
Last week, Kyler and I got to go see Coldplay in Salt Lake! Let me tell you, Chris Martin is the biggest nerd ever, and seeing them live just proves it. But they all put everything they have into their performance, and it is such a fun show. I highly recommend it if you're a fan and have the money to spare.
I am sick, and I blame Kyler. At the concert, Kyler said he had a sore throat, but was otherwise fine. Well, his "otherwise fine" turned into fever and chills, the worst of which being Wednesday. Then, of course, on Thanksgiving I started to get a sore throat. Stinking husband germs. I have yet to really have a fever and chills, just a headaches and stuffy nose, which is miserable, but things could be worse. I'm hoping I just have a better immune system than Kyler and it won't get any worse than this, because I don't have time to be sick this week! It's my students' final, which means I spend hours preparing them for it, I have a presentation in patho on Wednesday, and my repro final paper is due next Monday. I didn't work on homework nearly as much as I should have this long weekend because of Kyler getting sick, and then me getting sick, so I need to be better now!
I'm all over the place in my train of thought today, but here's the next piece of data on my personal agenda: I got to watch some surgeries on Tuesday. They were really interesting, and a lot more... violent than I thought they'd be. I mean, I hadn't really thought that to replace a knee or hip you'd have to remove the old one first, but that's the way it works. I wasn't allowed to touch anything, and I had to wear a heavy lead apron for the total hip replacement: they aren't so bad for a few minutes while you get an x-ray, but after an hour... they're a lot heavier. I enjoyed the surgeries, though. Very interesting.
And, finally, Thanksgiving! The most important news is that I successfully made rolls that rose correctly and baked right and everything! I can do it! Yeast doesn't completely hate me! Yay! And, Kyler and I have leftovers to last the week... maybe. Depends on how much Kyler eats, but he was feeling sick on Thanksgiving itself, so he only had one plate.
I'm tired. Soon it'll be time to take more Tylenol PM and sleep until the morning...
14 November 2008
Oh, you silly girl: don't you dare smile!
I don't particularly enjoy myself in my advanced cell class, and it appears my professor has noticed. Yesterday, we had a quiz over four journal articles, and he asked some specific questions: the cell line they used, for example. We couldn't just say "fetal fibroblasts," but instead had to say "IMR-90 fetal fibroblasts." I kind of chuckled, incredulously, under my breath at this answer, and he noticed the smile as out of place. "What's so funny, Jeanette? Do you know the answer?" His quick survey of the class showed that, by raise of hands, no one actually put the specific IMR-90. Crazy man. But what I learned from this is that if I appear happy or amused in this class, he'll get mad at me. Sigh.
However, I figured out that I only have 6 more days of this particular class... meaning 9 hours to sit and look unhappy.
In other news, Kyler and I are going to go to a BYU women's soccer game tomorrow... because we're now in the second round of the NCAA tournament, and it's being held here! I'm excited to go, although I need to figure out exactly where the field is...
40,000 does not equal 40,000,000, and I am an idiot. Yay!
Currently listening to The Fratelli's "Whistle for the Choir"
However, I figured out that I only have 6 more days of this particular class... meaning 9 hours to sit and look unhappy.
In other news, Kyler and I are going to go to a BYU women's soccer game tomorrow... because we're now in the second round of the NCAA tournament, and it's being held here! I'm excited to go, although I need to figure out exactly where the field is...
40,000 does not equal 40,000,000, and I am an idiot. Yay!
Currently listening to The Fratelli's "Whistle for the Choir"
07 November 2008
I have been coerced...
What is this place that I am in,
A stark white sheet across my screen.
'Tis nothing more, this ivory dream,
Than idle hopes above the idle din.
This dream that others hope to share,
The source of whence their thoughts do come.
Though overwrought this seems to some,
From inner wells do thoughtful carings dare.
But who can tell? With what the force
And fire of will can do to please
The eyes and ears of one who sees,
Mayhaps these wand'ring thoughts will find the Source.
There. I hope you're all happy now.
A stark white sheet across my screen.
'Tis nothing more, this ivory dream,
Than idle hopes above the idle din.
This dream that others hope to share,
The source of whence their thoughts do come.
Though overwrought this seems to some,
From inner wells do thoughtful carings dare.
But who can tell? With what the force
And fire of will can do to please
The eyes and ears of one who sees,
Mayhaps these wand'ring thoughts will find the Source.
There. I hope you're all happy now.
06 November 2008
No talk of impeachment or assassintation...
When I was younger, I didn't mind discussing (or arguing) politics. I've realized, though, that arguing with people doesn't actually do any good. That being said, I have some thoughts about the current political situation.
In my opinion, the second you fill out and turn in your ballot, it no longer matters who you voted for. No matter what, only one candidate will win; everyone else will lose. This means the odds are that at least 50% of the time, you will pick the losing candidate. Regardless, whoever won is who won. There is nothing anyone can do to change that. The only thing to do is accept the who won. The president of this country may not always make the choices you would have made. However, we need to actually give Obama a chance before we condemn him. He may make a great president, and we, as a nation, should support him in that. The more divided and full of hatred we are, the worse it is for our nation. Please, move past the campaign.
And, honestly, I'd say the same thing if McCain had been elected.
In my opinion, the second you fill out and turn in your ballot, it no longer matters who you voted for. No matter what, only one candidate will win; everyone else will lose. This means the odds are that at least 50% of the time, you will pick the losing candidate. Regardless, whoever won is who won. There is nothing anyone can do to change that. The only thing to do is accept the who won. The president of this country may not always make the choices you would have made. However, we need to actually give Obama a chance before we condemn him. He may make a great president, and we, as a nation, should support him in that. The more divided and full of hatred we are, the worse it is for our nation. Please, move past the campaign.
And, honestly, I'd say the same thing if McCain had been elected.
31 October 2008
Remind me not to kill my students...
I started shadowing the new PA this week. His name is Teiano, and he's Samoan. He works at the Central Utah Clinic, in orthopedics. I may get to come in and see a surgery some time! It's interesting. I got to see a whole bunch of people with problems similar to mine, but worse, and for exercise, he recommended an exercise bike. Honestly, I want one for when it's cold, but I have no money, and not a ton of space to put it in anyway. But, the first thing he asked me, after my major and everything, was if I had taken histology! He took it when it was insane, harder than med school histology classes. Now, we've toned it down a little--it's an undergrad class. When I told him I was a lab TA for it, he seemed a little impressed. Yay me.
Speaking of tissues, though... one of my students is driving me crazy (I know, I know, it's a short drive). On my Wednesday night open lab hours, which are supposed to go until 8, he has convinced me to progressively stay later, so the last two weeks I've been there until 9. He keeps saying, "One more question..." and asking if I have "anything pressing" I need to do... technically, no, but I want to go home! He also asked me if I was going to be able to come early to class on Thursday. Bah. He's a very needy kind of student, and asked about a certain structure--purkinje cells--5 or 6 times on Wednesday. It was so much that some of the other students who were there (but left at about 8:05) started noticing. I'm a sucker, I want my students to do well, but I don't think strangling him would help in that...
Oh, and Mom: I saw Michael Boswell yesterday. He's a biology major! He says he's not going to get much play time this year (or, you know, none), but playing and getting the experience before his mission is still great. He's a nice kid. He asked if he'd get to take a class from me, and I sadly informed him that this was my last semester TAing, since I have to graduate and all.
I love Fridays. The only day I don't have to be on campus in the mornings, I have time to study and do homework...
Currently listening to Jack Johnson "Taylor."
Speaking of tissues, though... one of my students is driving me crazy (I know, I know, it's a short drive). On my Wednesday night open lab hours, which are supposed to go until 8, he has convinced me to progressively stay later, so the last two weeks I've been there until 9. He keeps saying, "One more question..." and asking if I have "anything pressing" I need to do... technically, no, but I want to go home! He also asked me if I was going to be able to come early to class on Thursday. Bah. He's a very needy kind of student, and asked about a certain structure--purkinje cells--5 or 6 times on Wednesday. It was so much that some of the other students who were there (but left at about 8:05) started noticing. I'm a sucker, I want my students to do well, but I don't think strangling him would help in that...
Oh, and Mom: I saw Michael Boswell yesterday. He's a biology major! He says he's not going to get much play time this year (or, you know, none), but playing and getting the experience before his mission is still great. He's a nice kid. He asked if he'd get to take a class from me, and I sadly informed him that this was my last semester TAing, since I have to graduate and all.
I love Fridays. The only day I don't have to be on campus in the mornings, I have time to study and do homework...
Currently listening to Jack Johnson "Taylor."
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