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Archive for May, 2009

This article is absolutely fabulous: Hello Means ’How About a Hug?’ LONG LIVE THE HUG :)

Uhmm, so in case you haven’t noticed (which you quite literally have to be blind NOT to have noticed), SpazzleNET has a completely new look!  I started using WordPress instead of Greymatter, and I absolutely LOVE it!  Unfortunately, I can’t personally take credit for this beautiful theme; it’s one of the pre-made ones that I’m using until I get a chance to make my own and install it.  You’ll probably notice that a lot of links are broken, many of my pictures are not up, and that things are sort of just a mess.  Don’t fret; I’m working on fixing all of this, and I’m trying to integrate my old pages into WordPress now.  Hopefully I’ll have my old high school pictures up and running, plus some college pics and my photography.  I’ll keep you posted on the latest updates as they come!  Oh, and PS, the comments are now located to the left of these entries, and please feel free to continue using an alias or fake e-mail address if you wish.

There has been a lot of baby talk here in the office because our loan processor, Olga, just had a baby girl. My dad has been telling stories about my brother Mike and I when we were babies, and listening to them, I can’t help but notice how not much has changed. Mike used to go to sleep at 8 or 9 pm and sleep until late morning every single night, without fail; he still sleeps for an incredibly long time. I used to be THE biggest grump whenever I was hungry, and I would scream and cry until I was fed. I guess not much has changed for me, either; when I’m hungry, I want food, and I want it immediately.

It was recently brought to my attention by Shwin that I’ve been neglecting my poor little blog, and I have received several demands that I continue writing…so here I am. I’m actually sitting at work, but am taking a wee break to fill y’all in on my life thus far this summer.

FIRST: Sheila recommended doing a few “would you rathers.” So, would you rather be ugly or stupid? Post your answer and why in the comments section!

Basically, I’ve been in hibernation. It’s kinda my post-school year thing that I’ve adopted, where I sleep, workout, work, and do absolutely nothing else in my spare time. It’s kinda like a much-needed recovery period from the hustle and bustle of the school year, and after a few weeks of it, I’m ready to re-enter the civilized world. Maybe this will happen soon enough?

Anyhoo, so I’ve been working at Montvale Mortgage (anyone need a loan?) for my dad’s business partner. I’ve actually been doing some pretty interesting stuff. My objective for the next couple of weeks is to increase the company’s web presence via social networking sites. Sooo, much to my chagrin, I had to learn how to use Twitter (I tweet now), Wordpress (check out Montvale Mortgage’s blog), Twellow, Ping.fm, HootSuite, yada yada yada. I hate to admit it, but web marketing is actually pretty fun.

WORK-ISMS:
- I am glad my dad finally learned thevalue in not writing in all capital letters (took him a couple of years). He does still hunt and peck. Type2learn, anyone?
- My brother’s coffee does indeed taste like melted hockey puck.
- Throwing bouncy balls above the cubicles from my office into my brother’s office is completely (un)acceptable.
- Bathroom keys suck. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve walked all the way to the bathroom, only to get there and realize I forgot the key.
- The highlight of my day is refilling my coffee mug.

I finally put up some more photography on facebook…check out the album here.

Okay, anyways, I actually have to get back to work. BUT, don’t forget to answer the WOULD YOU RATHER posted above in the comments below, aaaand check out my photos! :)

PS…anyone want to employ me? The mortgage company only has a few weeks of work for me. Ugh.

I had an ice cream sundae for dinner. And then I watched twelve 22-year old boys strip to Just Dance and Single Ladies. My life is a shambles.

By the way, did you know that a shambles refers to a bloody butchery floor?

Interesting article…High Court in Germany Pops Names That Balloon. I wonder if the US would ever pass such a law? At first I thought it was ridiculous, but as I mulled it over a bit, I started to see the use in it. Imagine actually having the name ‘Karl-Theodor Maria Nikolaus Johann Jacob Philipp Franz Joseph Sylvester Freiherr von und zu Guttenberg?’ Absurd. I don’t think that ever really happens here in the US, but I don’t know…does anyone know any ridiculous names? Anyways, at least its only a 3-name limit for last names…it’s nice to know that if I ever had a kid in Germany, I could still name him John Jacob Jingle-Heimer Schmidt. Excellent.

Wade deserves some credit for being the most talented singer-songwriter I know. Here it is, his soon-to-be hit, an ode to Craisins:

C, the lovely “cran” you used to be
R, now so rich and really quite tangy
A, absurd amounts of wond’rous delight
I, you’ll be mine all night
S, sinful and holy all wrapped up in one
I, incredible flavor, the best, bar none
N, no other treat can even compare
S, so give me some Craisins or get out of my hair.

It brought tears to my eyes, it was just so beautiful.

Just a thought: why do we derive so much pleasure out of scaring people? I mean, I know I personally LOVE waiting behind a door and giving a simple, yet forceful “BOO” to make someone (usually Ash) jump and possible crap in his or her pants. Immature? Yes. Still awesome? Definitely. Back in middle school and high school, Sam used to scare the hell out of me by coming up behind me and poking me in the sides. I screamed every single time, without fail. Anyways…yeah.

Hahaha, uhmmm so apparently I’m a flesh-eating disease?

You Scored as Necrotizing Fasciitis. You are inherently destructive, born to break stuff. The sound of children crying as their toys meet a tragic end brings you orgasmic joy and you invented the idea of taking candy from babies. You are a choosy kinda person, though, not bringing your special type of love to just anyone–only the truly deserving are visited by you. When you come ’round, though, the results are stupefying and when you leave, no one doubts your capacity for chaos. What infectious disease are you?

Yup, and in case you haven’t figured it out, this is yet another method for my procrastination. Ugh. Somebody stop me?

Okay, and this is actually relevant to my paper on China. I have to decide whether or not China is heading toward democracy, and one of the NY Times articles I’m reading is about rebellion to censorship in China. Apparently, the video “grass-mud horses” is extremely subversive in China and speaks out against such censorship. The Chinese government prohibits its people from accessing a lot of things on the Internet by banning profane words or statements that oppose government choices and decisions. This video was a clever way to get around censorship because it used seemingly innocent words that actually sounded like (and pardon my profane language here) “fuck your mom hard” in Chinese. Clever, eh? The government can’t really ban it because the words are actually commonly used, everyday words. I thought I’d post about it a) because there are llama-lookalikes in it (and you all know I love llamas) and b) it’s interesting and relevant to my paper…which makes procrastinating slightly more acceptable…?

Sooo, new obsession: Caf?nation. It’s an adorable little coffee shop/creperie in Brighton. It’s a 21 minute walk from my dorm to the door of this little niche. I ordered and iced coffee and a tuna melt on a crepe…and both were excellent. Definitely work the trek to get here.

Anyways, so I’ve been sitting at the bar in front of the window working on my (awful) International Studies final paper for a few hours, and my eyes and mind are starting to wander. I’ve been staring out the window for about 20 minutes, and in that brief span I’ve encountered some interesting individuals. There was one guy who drove by in his car with one of those old-fashioned pipes. There was another lady carrying one of those tiny little daffodils. I saw what must have been a 107-year old woman parallel park in seriously 6.7098 seconds…impressive.

Crap, so I really have to get to work. Point of story: this place is FABULOUS and you should check it out if you’re in town. But don’t worry French Press, you’re still number one in my heart.