This weekend was a series of mixed reactions. If I told you the details of my vacation, it would sound like the best thing ever: 3 whole days of 85 degree weather at a house on a dammed-up portion of the Columbia, an entire extended family of a friend to hang out with, and boats and jet-skis and wakeboards and sound systems and cold drinks and pool tables and ping-pong and foosball and poker and and and...
And it was. It was a lot of fun. How incredibly relaxing, to have absolutely nothing to do but drive around in a boat in your swimsuit. My only worry was when to reapply sunscreen so that I wouldn't get too burnt. "Work" was going to eat dinner, or leaving to help bring in the boat and clean it out for the night, or wiping down the jet skis. I was just in heaven as I was wakeboarding behind the boat, and the amazing speakers blasted out "Master of Puppets" as I jetted across the surf. I could drink a Red Bull and eat Sun Chips as I lay out on the boat, and I wouldn't have to think about a thing. It was really a great time while it lasted.
But the company situation was less than desirable. First of all, I felt like I was invited along just because I was the only one in our circle of friends who had not been to Sunland yet. (Yes, that was the name of this 200-lot riverside community.) Furthermore, the other invitee was a guy that I have not gotten along with for years. This is no secret; we just do not like each other very much. There's no real reason for the dislike, from what I can see. But there doesn't have to be -sometimes certain people don't get along. It's just a simple fact. But we are capable of being civil, and so I thought things would go smoothly enough to where we'd have an enjoyable weekend. And as it turns out, it's the aspects that I didn't anticipate that slowly soured the weekend. First, there was a slight feeling of alienation from much of the family, where instead of being called by name I was referred to as the "friend", and no one really talked directly to me except for the host and the grandma (who is the coolest grandmother ever. It's been scientifically determined), and no one but the kids would approach me to play games with them. This was made worse by the fact that the other invited friend of my friend's had already been along a few times, and he was loved by virtually all the family. Another compounding factor was the slow realization that the friend who had invited me was becoming increasingly annoyed with me, and I couldn't do anything to fix it. Nothing I did was right, and the worst part was that I couldn't just get up and leave when I wanted to, since we had all come in the same car to a getaway 150 miles from my house. Believe me, if it would have made their vacation better, I would have.
Then, to top it all off, I made a small mistake right after I got back to Olympia due to a miscommunication. That part, I admit, is my fault. But of course, word got back and it resulted in an angry phone message and a few conversations between other friends about the topic before the day's end. And of course, now they're mad at me, and I don't know how much I should fight it. Fight to regain the favor of an acquaintence I don't particularly like anyway? I think I'll stay away from that one. The real question, then, is what to do with my female friend... the one that may not want to talk to me, at least not for a while.
This is why, my friends. This is why I didn't live in the CHS girls' apartment this year, or in their cluster last year. This is why I make such a colossal effort to make new friends at UW. This is why an out-of-state school may have been the better choice. TOO MUCH HIGH-SCHOOL DRAMA.
5.7.05
28.6.05
A patient who knew my grandfather years ago came in for his visit today. When I asked how he was feeling, he said he was doing a lot better. And then he told me I looked sharp today.
After thanking him, I sat down at my desk again, and it hit me. My grandfather used to say that very same thing.
You look sharp.
Ah, nostalgia.
After thanking him, I sat down at my desk again, and it hit me. My grandfather used to say that very same thing.
You look sharp.
Ah, nostalgia.
27.6.05
I have rediscovered my love for weight lifting. It is seriously AWESOME. I'm talking hammer-mega-geil here. Once I start working out at the gym, there is no way you will be able to tear me away until I have done my upper body or lower body set to completion - not even a dinner at Outback Steakhouse with my family motivated me to leave the gym early today. An added bonus is listening to music simultaneously... the iPod gets me through the boring Eliptical session, and then Metallica's "Master of Puppets" propels me into my set. Everytime. Und ja, mein Schatz, ich denke immer an dich waehrend des Liedes. Immer. Du und die Band sind zusammen meine Motivation...
But working out at the Valley (our local gym) can be annoying sometimes. Like right after work, when all the office workers hit the gym, and there are no machines to work on. Also, the signs around the place have random, dumb grammatical errors, like "Please limit your workout to 30 minutes when people waiting", or "Bring you're kids swimming". No joke; those are true-life examples.
Another element that can be difficult at times is when my sister comes along. It always seems like a good idea, because we can go play basketball together, or swim, or do other fun things. But my normal 75-minute routine needs to be followed first, which Jamie doesn't like, and thus our time at the Valley looks more like this:
Minute 1: Jamie decides she's tired, and doesn't want to work out anymore. She states that she will sleep in the car while I work out. I leave her the keys.
Minute 2: Jamie is following me into the Valley. Apparently she has changed her mind.
Minute 5: I'm starting my workout on the Elliptical machine. Jamie is behind me, making faces in the mirror because there is an old guy on the machine next to me and she can't work out next to me.
Minute 6: Old guy leaves. Jamie gets on the machine.
Minute 7: Jamie has transferred to another machine, one without arms, which is two machines down from mine. She has taken an interest in the programming on the TV on that side of the room. I believe it's a rerun of Everybody Loves Raymond.
Minute 20: Everybody Loves Raymond is over. Jamie walks by me with a questioning glance, as if to say "how much longer?" I point at the timer on my machine. Jamie rolls her eyes and goes to the mat to "stretch".
Minute 21: I glance at Jamie in the mirror. Jamie is on her back on the mat and eating Kashi cereal from a sample-pack she got in the lobby. No stretching is occuring, at least none that I can see.
Minute 35: My Elliptical training session is over. I walk to the mat to stretch. Jamie asks if we can leave.
Minute 36: I say no. I leave to get some water.
Minute 39: I start off my weight lifting routine with bench press. I mouth to Jamie, "Do you want to do this with me?" She wrinkles her nose in disapproval. She won't even spot the lift for me. I think she wants more Kashi.
Minute 50: I'm doing my third set of military press. At this point Jamie has only bugged me once about leaving. She knows not to do it again.
Minute 51: Jamie walks over towards the cardio equipment again. I think to myself, oh good, at least she's making the most of her time. She sits down on a stationary exercise bike. I start and finish my fourth set of military.
Minute 54: I look up between sets of bicep curls. Jamie is on the bike, but the pedals aren't moving. Everybody Loves Raymond is on again.
Minute 58: Tricep time. Raymond is apparently not as interesting this time around, because Jamie comes over during my third set of tricep curls. I assure her that there is only one more set left, and that she should spot me so that I don't bash in my skull if my triceps give out.
Minute 59: Jamie stands behind me and waves her hands up and down under the bar as I do my last 8 reps. I guess no one ever taught her to spot.
Minute 61: Earlier in the workout, say around Minute 20, I had hoped that there would be time for situps. Now I realize there is no chance. Jamie drags me to the locker room. We pass the lobby. Jamie grabs another sample pack of Kashi.
Minute 62: We head to the steam room. Jamie is excited because she's never been in the steam room before, and she's in a 18+ only locker room, which means she could get kicked out. Adreniline rush!
Minute 63: We are in the steam room. Jamie apparently really doesn't like old naked ladies. She tells me so several times until one joins us in the steam room. Jamie is quiet.
Minute 64: Old naked lady leaves. Jamie resumes whining.
Minute 70: Enough of the steam room. Time for more Kashi.
Minute 75: We escape the locker room. As we leave through the lobby, Jamie does a hesitation dance with the Kashi basket.
Minute 77: Jamie finally takes a Kashi sample pack. I tell her she should just take the basket. We leave the Valley.
Now, you can see how such shenanigans might disrupt my workout routine. And the fun doesn't end there. Oh, no. Take, for example, the following gems:
Dinner the next night at the Outback Steakhouse: Jamie states to Dad that there is a reason that people under 18 can't go into that locker room. Evidently it's to "save their vision" (the young people's vision, not the old naked ladies' vision).
After dinner: I come home and look in the pantry. The cereal shelf has a new addition. Kashi.
Well, time to go watch "October Sky". And get ready for tomorrow, which will be a day at work, and then another glorious workout. I probably won't bring Jamie, though. There is too much Kashi to be eaten.
But working out at the Valley (our local gym) can be annoying sometimes. Like right after work, when all the office workers hit the gym, and there are no machines to work on. Also, the signs around the place have random, dumb grammatical errors, like "Please limit your workout to 30 minutes when people waiting", or "Bring you're kids swimming". No joke; those are true-life examples.
Another element that can be difficult at times is when my sister comes along. It always seems like a good idea, because we can go play basketball together, or swim, or do other fun things. But my normal 75-minute routine needs to be followed first, which Jamie doesn't like, and thus our time at the Valley looks more like this:
Minute 1: Jamie decides she's tired, and doesn't want to work out anymore. She states that she will sleep in the car while I work out. I leave her the keys.
Minute 2: Jamie is following me into the Valley. Apparently she has changed her mind.
Minute 5: I'm starting my workout on the Elliptical machine. Jamie is behind me, making faces in the mirror because there is an old guy on the machine next to me and she can't work out next to me.
Minute 6: Old guy leaves. Jamie gets on the machine.
Minute 7: Jamie has transferred to another machine, one without arms, which is two machines down from mine. She has taken an interest in the programming on the TV on that side of the room. I believe it's a rerun of Everybody Loves Raymond.
Minute 20: Everybody Loves Raymond is over. Jamie walks by me with a questioning glance, as if to say "how much longer?" I point at the timer on my machine. Jamie rolls her eyes and goes to the mat to "stretch".
Minute 21: I glance at Jamie in the mirror. Jamie is on her back on the mat and eating Kashi cereal from a sample-pack she got in the lobby. No stretching is occuring, at least none that I can see.
Minute 35: My Elliptical training session is over. I walk to the mat to stretch. Jamie asks if we can leave.
Minute 36: I say no. I leave to get some water.
Minute 39: I start off my weight lifting routine with bench press. I mouth to Jamie, "Do you want to do this with me?" She wrinkles her nose in disapproval. She won't even spot the lift for me. I think she wants more Kashi.
Minute 50: I'm doing my third set of military press. At this point Jamie has only bugged me once about leaving. She knows not to do it again.
Minute 51: Jamie walks over towards the cardio equipment again. I think to myself, oh good, at least she's making the most of her time. She sits down on a stationary exercise bike. I start and finish my fourth set of military.
Minute 54: I look up between sets of bicep curls. Jamie is on the bike, but the pedals aren't moving. Everybody Loves Raymond is on again.
Minute 58: Tricep time. Raymond is apparently not as interesting this time around, because Jamie comes over during my third set of tricep curls. I assure her that there is only one more set left, and that she should spot me so that I don't bash in my skull if my triceps give out.
Minute 59: Jamie stands behind me and waves her hands up and down under the bar as I do my last 8 reps. I guess no one ever taught her to spot.
Minute 61: Earlier in the workout, say around Minute 20, I had hoped that there would be time for situps. Now I realize there is no chance. Jamie drags me to the locker room. We pass the lobby. Jamie grabs another sample pack of Kashi.
Minute 62: We head to the steam room. Jamie is excited because she's never been in the steam room before, and she's in a 18+ only locker room, which means she could get kicked out. Adreniline rush!
Minute 63: We are in the steam room. Jamie apparently really doesn't like old naked ladies. She tells me so several times until one joins us in the steam room. Jamie is quiet.
Minute 64: Old naked lady leaves. Jamie resumes whining.
Minute 70: Enough of the steam room. Time for more Kashi.
Minute 75: We escape the locker room. As we leave through the lobby, Jamie does a hesitation dance with the Kashi basket.
Minute 77: Jamie finally takes a Kashi sample pack. I tell her she should just take the basket. We leave the Valley.
Now, you can see how such shenanigans might disrupt my workout routine. And the fun doesn't end there. Oh, no. Take, for example, the following gems:
Dinner the next night at the Outback Steakhouse: Jamie states to Dad that there is a reason that people under 18 can't go into that locker room. Evidently it's to "save their vision" (the young people's vision, not the old naked ladies' vision).
After dinner: I come home and look in the pantry. The cereal shelf has a new addition. Kashi.
Well, time to go watch "October Sky". And get ready for tomorrow, which will be a day at work, and then another glorious workout. I probably won't bring Jamie, though. There is too much Kashi to be eaten.
22.6.05
We listen to a classic rock station ALL DAY here at the office. They play a certain set of songs and while the order might get mixed up, the set is the same. But I do like this selection courtesy of The Cars:
I don't mind you comin' here
and wastin' all my time
'cause when you're standin' oh so near
I kinda lose my mind
it's not the perfume that you wear
it's not the ribbons in your hair
I don't mind you comin' here
and wastin' all my time
I don't mind you hangin' out
and talkin' in your sleep
it doesn't matter where you've been
as long as it was deep, yeah
you always knew to wear it well and
you look so fancy I can tell
I don't mind you hangin' out
and talkin' in your sleep
I guess you're just what I needed
I needed someone to feed
I guess you're just what I needed
I needed someone to bleed
I don't mind you comin' here
and wastin' all my time
'cause when you're standin' oh so near
I kinda lose my mind
it's not the perfume that you wear
it's not the ribbons in your hair
I don't mind you comin' here
and wastin' all my time
I don't mind you hangin' out
and talkin' in your sleep
it doesn't matter where you've been
as long as it was deep, yeah
you always knew to wear it well and
you look so fancy I can tell
I don't mind you hangin' out
and talkin' in your sleep
I guess you're just what I needed
I needed someone to feed
I guess you're just what I needed
I needed someone to bleed
17.6.05
Family Guy is awesome:
Peter: "I guess that means I have no use for you anymore, Tink."
Tinkerbell: "So that's it? You're done? You're gonna leave me, just like that?"
Peter (eyes narrowing): "You knew what this was."
First week of work alllll done and over with. I can't believe how busy that office gets. There is NEVER a break. I swear... I don't know how people work there year-round. It's ridiculous.
I gotta make some calls and get some friends over here. Bye now!
Peter: "I guess that means I have no use for you anymore, Tink."
Tinkerbell: "So that's it? You're done? You're gonna leave me, just like that?"
Peter (eyes narrowing): "You knew what this was."
First week of work alllll done and over with. I can't believe how busy that office gets. There is NEVER a break. I swear... I don't know how people work there year-round. It's ridiculous.
I gotta make some calls and get some friends over here. Bye now!
8.6.05
31.5.05
GOSH. Why am I such a moron... I lost my little ear cuff thing that I got at the U Street Fair a few weeks ago. It was $15 and really pretty, and now it's gone, on the streets. Fell off, just like that. IDIOT.
Our gig tonight also wasn't so good. Couldn't really hear us. Which reminds me, I have to upload the video from the camera.
(am now watching video)
Yeah it's not very good. People are LOUD.
Our gig tonight also wasn't so good. Couldn't really hear us. Which reminds me, I have to upload the video from the camera.
(am now watching video)
Yeah it's not very good. People are LOUD.
30.5.05
26.5.05
At work today:
My supervisor Steven: "You look super-skinny. Did you lose tons of weight?"
Me: "No. I think these pants are just flattering."
Steven: (insert several mocking comments here)
Leave it to me to take a compliment. For the record, though, I did thank him on the way out. Just a little too late.
Today is gorgeous outside, a beautiful day with the kind of weather that Jeff would despise. It's 85 degrees Fahrenheit (38 Celcius?), blue sky, no clouds (not that I believe in clouds anyway) ... and I'm stuck in this office. No windows. Lights off to keep things cool. Sucky!
With the weather comes optimistic thoughts. Thoughts about what I'm going to do this summer - go hiking, watch movies with my brother and sister, swim in Ken Lake, go to concerts, spend occasional weekends in Seattle, go to Lakefair, work out at the Valley 5 days a week, work at my dad's office. My mind is anywhere but here right now. It doesn't care to dwell on what I have to do before school is out - a 10 page paper on a molecule of choice, a 2-page final German paper, two chem-related finals and a bio final. Oh, and a few lab reports, not to mention continuation of learning throughout the next few weeks. It's not that I'm not enjoying the here and now. Believe me, I am - maybe a little too much. Saw "City of Angels" for the first time on Tuesday night (great movie), and then went to see our Ninja and Pirates movie entry win in the Haggett Film Festival. (That's Jeff Six's 2nd victory in as many years! He won a director's chair.)
Thus, there is much to write about, and little time to do it in. The summer will provide me with many opportunities to reflect upon this school year. Until then, time to make the most of it.
And as a side note: I bought a student pack of SIFF tickets. Now I get to go see 5 films: The Edukators, Five Times Two, Night of the Living Dorks, Nine Songs, and one other I can't remember. Can't wait!
My supervisor Steven: "You look super-skinny. Did you lose tons of weight?"
Me: "No. I think these pants are just flattering."
Steven: (insert several mocking comments here)
Leave it to me to take a compliment. For the record, though, I did thank him on the way out. Just a little too late.
Today is gorgeous outside, a beautiful day with the kind of weather that Jeff would despise. It's 85 degrees Fahrenheit (38 Celcius?), blue sky, no clouds (not that I believe in clouds anyway) ... and I'm stuck in this office. No windows. Lights off to keep things cool. Sucky!
With the weather comes optimistic thoughts. Thoughts about what I'm going to do this summer - go hiking, watch movies with my brother and sister, swim in Ken Lake, go to concerts, spend occasional weekends in Seattle, go to Lakefair, work out at the Valley 5 days a week, work at my dad's office. My mind is anywhere but here right now. It doesn't care to dwell on what I have to do before school is out - a 10 page paper on a molecule of choice, a 2-page final German paper, two chem-related finals and a bio final. Oh, and a few lab reports, not to mention continuation of learning throughout the next few weeks. It's not that I'm not enjoying the here and now. Believe me, I am - maybe a little too much. Saw "City of Angels" for the first time on Tuesday night (great movie), and then went to see our Ninja and Pirates movie entry win in the Haggett Film Festival. (That's Jeff Six's 2nd victory in as many years! He won a director's chair.)
Thus, there is much to write about, and little time to do it in. The summer will provide me with many opportunities to reflect upon this school year. Until then, time to make the most of it.
And as a side note: I bought a student pack of SIFF tickets. Now I get to go see 5 films: The Edukators, Five Times Two, Night of the Living Dorks, Nine Songs, and one other I can't remember. Can't wait!
23.5.05
KillahKyla: "When do you plan to arrive in Tuebingen?"
MavericK9996696: Arbitrarily choose some day
MavericK9996696: Like "Tuesday"
BlakMetalKrieg: I liked your shower away message btw, naked kyla is hot
These things make me all warm and fuzzy. Well, not the second one... that one is more creepy than anything. but yeah.
Lots of things happened this weekend. No time to embellish that statement, apart from saying that I love life, and I love my friends and I miss my family. Things are leading quite nicely into summer, but I know the realization that I am going to be gone from all this for an entire year will hit me quite soon.
Well, it's taken me an hour to get my housing application for Germany done. Now I can get to work on my homework. woot.
MavericK9996696: Arbitrarily choose some day
MavericK9996696: Like "Tuesday"
BlakMetalKrieg: I liked your shower away message btw, naked kyla is hot
These things make me all warm and fuzzy. Well, not the second one... that one is more creepy than anything. but yeah.
Lots of things happened this weekend. No time to embellish that statement, apart from saying that I love life, and I love my friends and I miss my family. Things are leading quite nicely into summer, but I know the realization that I am going to be gone from all this for an entire year will hit me quite soon.
Well, it's taken me an hour to get my housing application for Germany done. Now I can get to work on my homework. woot.
KillahKyla: "When do you plan to arrive in Tuebingen?"
MavericK9996696: Arbitrarily choose some day
MavericK9996696: Like "Tuesday"
BlakMetalKrieg: I liked your shower away message btw, naked kyla is hot
These things make me all warm and fuzzy. Well, not the second one... that one is more creepy than anything. but yeah.
Well, it's taken me an hour to get my housing application for Germany done. Now I can get to work on my homework. woot.
MavericK9996696: Arbitrarily choose some day
MavericK9996696: Like "Tuesday"
BlakMetalKrieg: I liked your shower away message btw, naked kyla is hot
These things make me all warm and fuzzy. Well, not the second one... that one is more creepy than anything. but yeah.
Well, it's taken me an hour to get my housing application for Germany done. Now I can get to work on my homework. woot.
19.5.05
18.5.05
so today has been a block of classes, and then eating, and hanging out with guys named Brian. Or Bryan. That joke doesn't work too well in print. But yeah, I had dinner in Brian's cluster, and then Bryan came and we had dessert at the 8. I got a piece of chocolate cake that was, like, bigger than my head. No joke. I ordered a piece of cake, and the guy handed me this dinner plate, and I was kinda like, "huh, maybe he accidentally gave me a steak or something," but no. He definitely gave me a gargantuan piece of cake. I tried to share it with other people, but Bryan bought a double cookie squish-up, which as anyone who lives on North Campus can tell you is quite a challenge to eat. It's a huge mound of vanilla frosting sandwiched in between two chocolate chocolate chip cookies. So he was set for dessert, and as a result most of my giant chunk of cake remained on the plate. Eh well. So then Bryan and I hung out in my room and chatted for a while. It was really nice, because Bryan and I view things the same a lot, and when we do disagree with each other, we can listen and usually learn something from each other because we agree on so much normally.
That last part didn't really make sense, but it did in my head.
Tomorrow I'm going to see if I can't make it over to get tickets for SIFF. There are going to be some great shows, but I might just end up buying individual tickets instead of a student pass. I don't mind paying a little more for convienence. (spelling?)
Time to either go running, or do homework. Right now it looks like running will win.
That last part didn't really make sense, but it did in my head.
Tomorrow I'm going to see if I can't make it over to get tickets for SIFF. There are going to be some great shows, but I might just end up buying individual tickets instead of a student pass. I don't mind paying a little more for convienence. (spelling?)
Time to either go running, or do homework. Right now it looks like running will win.
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