EEK!!!

Last week I popped into my apartment manager's office to ask about subleasing. They didn't seem like it was realistic so I asked that they just put my apartment out there and see what happens. After all the problems with noise on my floor and then the astronomical electric bill I got the other day, I was willing to see what would happen.

Today, I got the call. Someone just happened to want a one bedroom in my building. All is superduper except they want to move in on the first. Of January. As in, like, next Tuesday.

I've spent the last two hours running around like a crazy person. I tracked down my new roommate and told her, arranged a moving company, rescheduled my work hours, signed papers, and cancelled my electric. To say I'm freaking out would be an understatement. Most of me is glad its happening...I'll be able to save a huge amount of money splitting rent and bills as well as I'll be able to have my dog come live with me. I'm also a little bummed though. I like having my own space and I really love my apartment, just not my neighbors. I'm sure things will be fine, everything is just hitting me all at once.

Don't even get me started on all the packing I need to get done. And I thought I was having a hard time sleeping before all this came up...

whew

I'm glad christmas is over.

Don't get me wrong, it was good to see everyone. This year was just one of those years where the holiday was putting me in a funk. I'm not sure why. Maybe I'm just getting older where it doesn't seem as magical as it used to (as corny as that sounds). At any rate, we're on to the remainder of the holiday-a-thon...ending with St. Patrick's Day? Perhaps I can scrounge up some magicalness by New Years.

Hope you all had a fun holiday:)

Staples was all out of giant neon signs

If the sign on the door says we close at 5:30, please don't keep walking in until 7. Yes, I know there are tons of people in the store. Yes, I know we look open. Yes, I am the only one working.
No, you have no right to be pissed off because you have to wait 20 minutes because you're here after hours and I'm nice enough to still help you.

and then I laughed at myself

I've talked before how I have struggled with being a perfectionist in the past. I determined a month or so ago to try and let it go. This has done wonders for my stress level and last night I hit a new milestone of non-perfectionism.

I have stage fright. Not because I'm scared of being in front of people...I'm scared of making mistakes in front of people. I hate speeches, presentations, and most of all...singing.

Don't get me wrong, I have a pretty decent voice. That's the problem. I want it to be perfect. So it doesn't matter the audience: the judges at choral contests, the audience at high school concerts, the rest of the choir at church, or even singing to the radio in the car with friends...I don't like doing it. Until last night...for once, I didn't feel the slightest twinge of fear. Friends and I were playing the ohsofun RockBand and when a fourth person came over, someone had to do vocals for us all to play together. No one else would do it. So I figured what the hell, I could just hum along and it would still work. I ended up singing my heart out, half the time off key and squeaky (Have YOU ever tried to sing Ballroom Blitz? I rest my case) and I HAD A BLAST. I didn't care that I was terrible. It was so much fun! Afterwards, everyone started singing and we were ALL godawful! Granted, if I had to sing in front of an audience and do something professionally, I would probably practice my heart out but I've determined that it really doesn't matter. Who cares if you totally botch something? It's not the end of the world. You may give someone else a chuckle or inspire them to equally botch something else.

In semi-related news, I got my grades today and I got straight As...with the exception of a B in that class I decided I was okay being less than perfect at. I love my B.

Contrary to popular belief

Even though I've been on break for about a week, I've gone somewhat missing from the blogworld. It happens. Seems like when I'm not going a bazillion miles an hour I forget to schedule in blogtime. As a proof of life, I'm here! *waving*

As is typical when I have more than ten minutes to myself I tend to sink into my own brain and wander about. I think about all sorts of things that may make more than interesting blog posts. Alas, I'll admit I'm not quite ready for that kind of vulnerability. I'm not entirely sure who I'm more concerned about...strangers who stop by or those I know in real life that might end up knowing more than they'd really like. Regardless, for now I'll stick to the little bits of dryer lint that are my posts. Maybe as I keep thinking these things over, they won't seem so bizarre to put out in the world. Who knows.

Hope you all are doing well... enjoying all there is to enjoy about this time of year (ice storms not included).

apparently I'm dumber when school's out

So I'm making my way through the pasta salad that came with my lunch. There's this funny taste to it that I just can' t pin down what it is. It's really kinda nasty though. It's a weird chemically taste. After a few minutes, I realize that I'm still eating this really nasty salad for no good reason than to figure out what the hell that disgusting taste is. I decide to skip the last three bites.

That was probably what botulism tastes like. I'll keep you posted.

Nevermind the bags under my eyes...

I'M DONE!!!

The last project has been turned in, the last final knocked out of the park, and all is right in the world. I was so excited to be done with my last test I practically skipped to the front. The instructor actually stopped me and asked if it were too easy since I only took about 5 minutes to finish it and was OVERJOYOUS. I smiled and shook my head no. It took every fiber of my being to keep my whooping to a minimum when I got out of the building. I only moderately startled another student. She was obviously not done or she would have understood.

HOORAY!

Split post: "All I want for Christmas" and "Tis the season"

All I want for Christmas - The Millionaire's version

After dealing with techincal restrictions on projects the last couple days, I'm wanting to rent a GeekSquader for a week. Actually, I'll rent Chuck even though I know he only plays a NerdHerder on tv. He's dreamy. Anyhoo, my Craptop couldn't handle my image files for my latest project (Open file = Freeze screen of death) and nothing the on-campus tech help people did made it work. They were completely baffled. They loaded just fine on the lab computers, my instructors computer, my friends computer. Of course, they're all macs. Damnation. As a PC user in a department full of Macsters, I'm hoping that isn't the problem. If I have to use the lab for the rest of my college career, I may be a bit disheartened. I may have to appease my uber-computer lust with a scanner. At least I could stop driving all over town to use one of those...

Tis the Season - The Pessimist's version

WTH is up with this time of year? I know that people are probably just more sensitized to it, we expect that life should be nothing but sunshine since its the holidays, but why is there so much going wrong lately? People I know have loved ones who are dying, people are finding out about terminal illnesses, there are accidents galore, and now a mall shooting?! It's more than a little depressing. Perhaps I'm just at the age where I hear more about things like this but I can't stand it. I want two weeks of nothing but peace on earth, good will towards men, and nothing of greater pain than a papercut happens to anyone I know or remotely know. Enough with the bah humbug.

Monday miscellany

Hello! How're you? Me? Well...

- Got hit with an ice storm this weekend. After leaving early on work on Saturday, I stayed indoors the rest of the weekend. Good news? There was a fantastic batch of chili involved. Bad news? All my projects I needed to work on were rendered comatose seeing as my laptop couldn't handle the file size without freezing up and I couldn't make it to the campus computer labs.

- I am hopelessly behind and yet somehow optimistic. Just a few...days...left. I can make it. Hopefully.

- After talking to some friends this weekend about their horrible issues with the opposite sex (psychotic people who just won't go away, a pending potential pregnancy scare) I've decided that I'm ohhhh so glad I'm single. For now. After I go visit Sizzle's page and find out what she's been up to, I might change my mind.

- Christmas is just around the corner! I have done no shopping whatsoever. I'm a last-minute kinda gal. What do I want, you ask? I want the university to give my tuition back. In the likelihood that such an event will never happen, I'll settle for a box of Warm. If such a thing exists. brrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Happy Monday!