From Diane Setterfield's The Thirteenth Tale
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Better to keep your mouth shut and appear stupid than to open it and remove all doubt. ~Mark Twain
Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people. ~Eleanor Roosevelt
Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first. ~Mark Twain
Life isn't worth living, unless it is lived for someone else. ~Albert Einstein
Be nice to people on your way up because you'll meet 'em on your way down. ~Wilson Mizner
It has been said that democracy is the worst form of government except all the others that have been tried. ~Winston Churchill
Life isn't about the number of breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away. ~Anonymous
A day without laughter is a day wasted. ~Charlie Chaplin
What does not kill me makes me stronger. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. ~Mahatma Gandhi
Friday, August 24, 2007
ANYways the purpose is I grabbed this Poem from Lindsey Law's Facebook. I pretty much heart it.
Thank you Becca :) Its my favorite:
"Being Human" - Naimn
I wonder if the sun debates dawn
Not wanting to rise
Out of bed
From under the down-feather horizon
If the sky grows tired
Of being everywhere at once
Adapting to the mood swings
Of the weather
If clouds drift off
Trying to hold themselves together
Make deals with gravity
To loiter a little longer
I wonder if the rain is scared of falling
If it has trouble letting go
If snowflakes get sick
Of being perfect all the time
Each one trying to be one-of-a-kind
I wonder if stars wish
Upon themselves before they die
If they need to teach there young
How to shine
I wonder if shadows long
To once feel the sun
If they get lost in the shuffle
Not knowing where they're from
I wonder if sunrise and sunset
Respect each other
Even though they've never met
If volcanos get stressed
If storms have regrets
If compost believes in life after death
I wonder if breath
Ever thinks about suicide
If the wind just wants to sit
And watch the world pass by
If smoke was born knowing how to rise
If rainbows get shy backstage
Not sure if their colors match right
I wonder if lightening sets an alarm clock
To know when to crack
If rivers ever stop
And think of turning back
If streams meet the wrong sea
And their whole life runs off track
I wonder if the snow wants to be black
If the soil thinks she's too dark
If butterflies want to cover up
If rocks are self conscious of their weight
If mountains are insecure
Of their strength
I wonder if waves get discouraged
Crawling up the sand
Only to be pulled back again
To where they began
I wonder if land feels stepped upon
If sand feels insignificant
If trees need to question their lovers
To know where they stand
If branches waiver at the cross roads
Unsure of which way to grow
If the leaves understand
And still dance when the wind blows
I wonder where the moon goes
When she is hiding
I want to find her there
And watch the ocean
Spin from a distance
Listen to her
Stir in her sleep
Effort give way to
Discuss the pros and cons of real, historical, or even fictitious laws. Use the following headings:
Apthonius provides the example of opposing a law that requires an adulterer, taken in the act, to be killed."
Again it was REALLY slow in my office today. It was fun. Everyone was in a good mood because we made our numbers for the week and it is Friday.
But by three I had ALL my work done, my boss had left and I was Rhetoric-ing. I saw the above as an example of what the ancient students of classical rhetoric (Roman to Renaissance) would do. I was inspired. I went to the work room got a letter sized pad of ruled paper and started listing the pros and cons... I got confused an had to clarify at the top of the page who my audience is: Atheist children... I was going to do legislature... but that would be too hard... and I was going to do Christians or religious people... but that would be too easy.
I'm not nearly done with my first draft. I was reading up on another site and got discouraged because they would all do it as a class and try and better from the next student's arguments and consiceness... but I'm stuck with myself.
Perhaps I'll post it here when I'm done and the internet will act as critiques..
PS. Christy just texted me and I chatted with her for a while, it was REALLY fun. If you read this, Christy, "I love you" . < that dot is me waiving at you, only I'm SO far away that you can't see me well...
How is that for office chat at the scanner?
So I answer. I go to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
No Shi.. oops I can't say that in front of you. I knew a Mormon in High School. That's cool. * porbably thinking, aw nuts... now I can't ask you out.
So I heard that you can't eat chocolate or drink things with caffine...
We have been advised not to. BUT that does not stop my husband and brother from sucking on the Dr.Pepper.
I had to leave then because I was laughing so hard.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
I first hear "see it in a boy's eyes" at work... I dance around everytime it comes across the player...
I pretty much like all the other songs as well... I wish she'd put "bounce" back on the playlist...
I also really like "Some kind of Wonderful"... I forget who it's by...
Today everyone was standing around my desk as usual, we planned it that way... so I would be "in the know", chatting about loans and the crazy things borrowers do and Alex looks over and says :
"Are you drinking Coffee?!"
"No, it's my hot chocolate :)"
"Oh, cause your not allowed to drink things with caffine or coffee."
"I don't drink coffee..."
"You can't drink either, isn't that right?"
From Matt (possibly my favorite co-worker) " You can't drink?!"
"No." *thinking to myself... okay guys, I know we went over this my first week here when the branch went out to Bennigan's for a farewell party. Remember... I had the water....Matt, you were the one to grab the waiter and demand my beverage when the waiter forgot it. We made a big deal about the fact that I don't drink.
At this point everyone is looking right at me and I can feel the fire rising in my face. I hate blushing, so I worked hard on trying to blush... which one can never do, and it uaually stops the event from progressing...
Variations on "That's wierd... or I could never do that." from all the co-workers as they walk away form my desk to their offices.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
It's pretty nifty.
The housing market is in a slump and so instead of being SWAMPED like we are supposed to be, it's dead slow in our office. So I have been learning all about rhetoric when there is nothing else to do.
The coolest part is application. When Someone else is droning on and on about something I really could not care less about, I start to analyze their style and stuff. AND I have to pay attention to what they are saying to do it, so I can answer the odd question with ease. Much more entertaining.
Next step is application in my own communications.
"Watch out world, Here I come!"
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Aidan grabbing at the camera/ phone.
Aidan- wanna do ah video ofh me?
Arren- mmm, Okay.
Listen close... it's there!
The funny part is Grey's face at about 6 minutes into the video... if you wait out the rest you will understand and appreciate what I'm talking about. ;)
Additionally, I wish the lighting was better but at least there is SOME picture. An audio recording simply would not do it justice. And the music gets annoying... it's that base thump,thump, thumping in the background.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Tarah has national diving tourney in Dallas, so the whole family came up to visit
We went to the Dallas Aquarium. It was cool.
Mollusks I think...
Sloth, he was out in the open air. No cage for this guy.
Seahorses anchored to the floor for nap time.
Manatee and a HUGE fish
Jaguire. She is beautiful.
Geckos... think Geico.
James got a piano. It's a upright grand. It is very heavy.
We were up until 4:30 moving this thing into his apartment. After our lever system failed us, we left it sitting in the stairwell while we ran to Walmart and purchased a pulley.
It was also very dirty.
I had fun... but then again I was not supporting it like Scott did.
I would like to clarify my aversion to online journals... I'm not a positive journal writer... I write to channel my anger, so it ends up looking like I'm never happy.
I'd wish to influence the perception other get of me so they think I am nice, and happy... perhaps then they will like me.
That will have to happen in real life.
ah, I remember a trick I use in a real journal.
I am loved.
Repeating this mantra at the close of my journal entries brings some positive karma back to an otherwise bleak entry.
I make ...*calculates* just over 1,100 a month. So that's almost 14,000 a year.
Not a ton of money... but we stay in the lower tax bracket!
I pay all the bills and finance insurance and should have a hundred left over at the end of the month... so why can't we buy groceries!?!?
Why when I have a second job JUST so I can get myself new clothes can I still not get groceries... I'm not using it on clothes I'll tell you that!
Where is it going to?
And why the heck is Scott not going out there every day to help out our financial bind?? That's why he is not is school right now, so he can make enough money to buffer us against any calamity happening. And so we can afford food. and gas. and perhaps a treat every now and again. I have a huge wish list at the Loft...
On another note...
I really like my job. I don't want to stop working there any time soon... but the pull to have a LIFE with a family and kids and all that is getting to me.
Curse the weaknesses in me that allow these thoughts to take over.
On a third note, I really don't understand the public aversion to discussing how much money you bring in. I'm not afraid to let everyone know. 14.5 and 8.65 an hour.
Maybe I could use some help managing the money... but I don't have many variables to manage... bills and more bills take up all but about a hundred every month.
Walking through the maze of crap to get to the computer that is in the furthest most corner of our apartment is not fun...
But it is nice to have shampoo AND conditioner, makeup, and nail polish again. I thought I'd not miss them for 'just a month' ...boy was I wrong!!
Oh, and we are catalouging about a third of the stuff before we put it away... only I have taken two pictures so far... it's been a week... not good. Our storage room was ravaged by contractors while they were renovating our apartment. Broken dishes, busted picture frames... ruined a set,that... and ruined bed frame... we are sleeping on the floor again.
I chatted with a lawyer friend who counseled me not to contract his services... he's in a BIG firm and charges 350 an hour. But he gave me some advice about how to go about getting compensation for our trouble as well as the damages.
Add to that my little family has been ripped away from me... and I have been one cranky lady the past while.
Sorry to persons I have not called, or been chatty to while spending time together. I'm just not feeling up to it.
Perhaps I will up my meds... adult strength... hey, hey!
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Today i learned a pearl of wisdom: My gret uncle's dad sat him down and had a chat when Gary was about 14. " son, you think I'm pretty smart now. In a few months you'll think I'm as dumb as they come."
It helped him with the teenage years. Huh. Whodathunkit?