whether you believe in god or not is unimportant…
Alright, so the subject line doesn't really have much to do
with anything other than I'm listening to my Brooks West cd right now and that's the first line in the song I'm
listening to. Its a tangent I'll try to explore a little this weekend, its been a while since I put my beliefs to text
and I think I'm at a point in my life where I'm ready to do it again. Life has been vaguely hectic the past two days.
It seems that I'm easily distracted. Highlights of the past two days, my Wacom Intuos2 Graphic tablet arrived yesterday
and MAN it is awesome. I am the queen of the crappy doodle. It's going to take a little bit of getting used to before
I can use it in a more drawing sort of manner, but is it ever great for manuevering the pen tool in illustrator around.
Granted, I use keyboard shortcuts for a lot more of what I do in illustrator so maybe I'll start working in photoshop
more. I used it at work today, and then again at home (I'm designing invitations for a housewarming party that won't
occur for a few months yet, maybe not until next fall depending on how long it takes for me to get settled and feel
like i can call Oregon home). My highlight of today was going in to one of the freshman architecture classes to talk
to them about what it means to be an architecture student at NDSU. Its funny because kids hear the same things from
professors and faculty members over and over again but they don't believe it until they hear it from another student.
I felt really badly for one guy because his first semester was less than productive and he's worried about making it
through the selective admissions process of the department. I told him if he ever needed anything to come find me at
work, and ask. Because that's what the education of an architect is all about. I swear I've learned more from fellow
students than I have from any professor, simply because that's the manner you learn in, you learn by doing and showing
and repeating and its great and wonderful and i'd have never made it through here without steve and vince and ron, the
three professors that i turned to for graduate school references...they're fantastic people and they've been nothing
but encouraging. Its so fantastic and talking to the first year students really resolidified how much I made the right
choice in going to school here. Its a fantastic feeling to think that maybe I made an impact and served as a mentor,
if only for a brief moment. I also realize how lucky I am to have made a connection with one of the mentees I was
assigned almost 3 years ago now who has become much like a younger brother to me. He actually works for me currently
as is growing in leaps and bounds since he started. I was also told today by my boss(ish) that she's really going to
miss me when I graduate. I've worked there 2 years longer than she has so she's never worked there when I haven't.
There was a vague mini-lovefest to me in my meeting today, how much people admire my blunt, straight-forward, honesty.
So, yay me I guess, although I hate being singled out for being different sometimes. Alright, I'm juggling the phone
and typing this so here's the end for tonight. Good sleep y'all.
Some favorites
Favorite Color: Purple
Favorite Flower: Forget-me-nots,
calla lilies and lily-of-the-valley, gerber daisies
Favorite Scent: Cinnamon, citrus
Favorite Cocktail: For
girly froo-froo drinks we'll have to go with Pina Coladas (and taking walks in the rain)
Favorite Wine (if any):
White, preferably sparkling and sweet, not dry
Favorite Soda/Drink: Cherry coke, but I don't drink soda much
anymore
Favorite Food: My mom's macaroni and cheese
Favorite Restaurant: Grandma's Restaurant and Saloon...So
many memories
Favorite Treat: Cheesecake
Favorite Candy: Dove Milk Chocolates
Favorite Number: 4
Favorite day of the year: First day of spring
Favorite Season: Autumn or spring
Favorite Holiday:
Christmas, because of the family and the togetherness
Favorite Game (video/board): Cribbage
Your addictions
are: Architecture, theatre, graphic design, pinup girls, fun panties
If you had a whole day to yourself, alone,
and you wanted to treat yourself, what would you do?: sleep late, take a long bubble bath, paint my toenails and lounge
around in my skiivies.
If you had an extra $200 that you didn't need to spend on bills or debt, what would you buy
with it?: I'd probably put it away towards a new computer. Either that, or several dvds and cds.
Holy!
Today I was tracked down at work by the two professors I
worked most closely with in the design of the theatrical set for NDSU's production of subUrbia by Eric Bogosian. They
told me that at the Region V Kennedy Center American College Theatre Festival my set recieved honourable mention for
Undergraduate Scenic Design. I am sooo thrilled. Region V is all of the theatre programs in Colorado, Iowa, Kansas,
Minnesota, Missouri, Nebraska, North Dakota, and South Dakota. Not bad for my first attempt at scenic design!!!
Sexy Lady
Whoo-hoo! Blog overhaul baby. Designed by me, coded by
Derek, who is now my hero. Together, I do belive we make an invinceble team!
I think I may be slowly going crazy
So, my dreams have taken a decided turn for the crazy the
past couple of nights. Friday night there was one about zombie skeletons trapped in a shopping
mall/airport/motel/mansion having something to do with a family business in honey. Then last night, I had a dream in
which the place where I lived and/or worked had Saddam Hussein in a cage, like a puppy at the pound. And then all of a
sudden a plane similar to JayJay the Jet Engine plowed through into my apartment/workplace. It was so weird, and I woke
up to the sound of a plane flying by overhead and had to convince myself it was okay to go back to sleep.
Yesterday I had my second adventure in cars in the snow. Okay, so most of this adventure wasn't mine. Jessica had
had her car jumped by 3-4 people and so the last one finally said that he was pretty sure there was something wrong
with the starter as it appeared that the battery was getting a full charge and her tank was full of gas and had been
treated with Heet (drygas). Well, so around 2pm she asks me to go help her empty out her car because they were going
to come tow it so that it could be at the car doctor's on Monday at 1 for its appointment. We're hoping that the car
is done by Monday evening, because a dead starter should be easily fixable. At any rate, it was a whopping 2 degrees
with a windchill of 16 below and I could have danced with joy at how balmy and warm it was. I didn't need my heavy
boots, I didn't need my long john pants, and I didn't have to worry about frostbite eating off my face! HOORAY!
On a side note, this massive increase in my posting has one major reason behind it. Last night I took a
shower. After the shower I was on the phone with Derek (who is responsible for the technical aspects of the upcoming
blog-renovation) and I suddenly realized that I felt like myself. Full of energy and damn happy to be alive. Its
about damn time!!! Let's see how long this can hold out.