Archive for September, 2006

Lending a Helping Hand

Monday, September 25th, 2006

Since there is no TV and my grandma’s house, I have to find other ways to occupy myself.

rbf2000 (8:28:13 PM): what is the topic?

Auto response from annelooos (8:28:13 PM): i need help with my topic for my dual paper!

annelooos returned at 8:28:23 PM.
annelooos (8:28:32 PM): i have some to pick from
rbf2000 (8:28:39 PM): what are the guidlines?
annelooos (8:29:04 PM): it has to be a narrative
rbf2000 (8:29:23 PM): oh, well
annelooos (8:29:42 PM): i can’t think of anything interesting that has happened in my life
rbf2000 (8:29:42 PM): just start narrating your own life, like peter did in that one episode of family guy
annelooos (8:29:47 PM): i can’t
rbf2000 (8:29:52 PM): every day mundane stuff
annelooos (8:29:55 PM): there are topics
rbf2000 (8:29:58 PM): call it “artsy”
annelooos (8:29:59 PM): that i have to pick from
rbf2000 (8:30:01 PM): what are the topics?
annelooos (8:30:32 PM): events that lead you to take a major action- quit a job, end a relationship, or join an organtization
annelooos (8:30:40 PM): a sporting event you played in or observed
annelooos (8:30:46 PM): an event that placed you in danger
annelooos (8:31:03 PM): an experience that led you to change your opinion about a friend or family member
rbf2000 (8:31:08 PM): every time you drive you are in danger
annelooos (8:31:10 PM): an accident of medical emergency
rbf2000 (8:31:24 PM): so, have a big long narritive that leads to you getting into the car
rbf2000 (8:31:26 PM): and then end it there
rbf2000 (8:31:30 PM): it will be sweet
annelooos (8:32:20 PM): how am i going to make over 500 words abhout that
rbf2000 (8:32:36 PM): only 500 words?
rbf2000 (8:32:54 PM): I made a narrative about seemingly nothing that was like 2500 words earlier today!
annelooos (8:32:56 PM): that’s the minimum
annelooos (8:33:09 PM): i just can’t think of anything interesting in my life!
annelooos (8:33:16 PM): and i want to make it somewhat humorous
rbf2000 (8:33:18 PM): like I said, make it mundane!
rbf2000 (8:33:22 PM): that’s where the humor will be
rbf2000 (8:33:50 PM): in the fact that they think that it is going to lead up to this really awesome, dangerous event (where you are going to drive your car to) but it just ends with you getting in the car
rbf2000 (8:33:56 PM): priceless!
annelooos (8:34:10 PM): i don’t know how to describe that though
rbf2000 (8:34:26 PM): describe what?
rbf2000 (8:34:31 PM): you just tell a story
rbf2000 (8:34:37 PM): that culminates with you getting into a car
rbf2000 (8:34:43 PM): does it have to be true?
annelooos (8:34:49 PM): no
annelooos (8:34:51 PM): she will never know
rbf2000 (8:34:58 PM): it is supposed to be true?
annelooos (8:35:25 PM): yeah i think so
rbf2000 (8:35:40 PM): here, copy and paste this:
rbf2000 (8:35:45 PM): http://rbf2000.com/documents/06_09_24.html
rbf2000 (8:35:52 PM): or, you can pick an older one if you want
rbf2000 (8:35:58 PM): they are all over 500 words, though
annelooos (8:36:42 PM): hahahha i can’t copy what you wrote though!
rbf2000 (8:36:58 PM): I don’t think I use my name it in
rbf2000 (8:37:00 PM): in it*
rbf2000 (8:37:03 PM): so you should be ok
annelooos (8:37:45 PM): i haven’t spent four years in college quite yet
rbf2000 (8:38:05 PM): ok, so don’t use that one
rbf2000 (8:38:58 PM): so, what did you do yesterday?
rbf2000 (8:40:03 PM): I can extroplate a brief blurb into a 500 word narrative
rbf2000 (8:40:11 PM): it will take me 23 minutes
annelooos (8:40:20 PM): geez i wish i could say the same
rbf2000 (8:40:36 PM): well, you need to give me the brief blurb first
rbf2000 (8:40:48 PM): and I couldn’t do that in high school
rbf2000 (8:40:56 PM): I learned to do it in college
annelooos (8:42:47 PM): well it has to pertain to the topics i listed before
rbf2000 (8:43:05 PM): like I said, I can make anything pertain to the topic
rbf2000 (8:43:23 PM): try me
rbf2000 (8:43:34 PM): just give me a brief blurb on what you did yesterday
rbf2000 (8:43:45 PM): and I will make it into a narrative that does whatever the criteria is
rbf2000 (8:43:50 PM): criterium, I suppose
annelooos (8:44:39 PM): i didn’t do anything exciting yesterday though
annelooos (8:44:42 PM): i had the edge
rbf2000 (8:44:50 PM): what is the edge?
annelooos (8:44:57 PM): i went thrift store shopping with danielle and margot to find costumes for disney on ice on wednesday
annelooos (8:45:02 PM): middle school youth group
rbf2000 (8:45:09 PM): ok, that should be enough
rbf2000 (8:45:15 PM): did you go as soon as you got out of school?
annelooos (8:45:25 PM): yesterday was sunday
annelooos (8:45:34 PM): so i went right after church
rbf2000 (8:45:37 PM): no
rbf2000 (8:45:42 PM): thrift store shopping on wednesday
annelooos (8:45:48 PM): ooooh no i went yesterday
annelooos (8:45:53 PM): disney on ice is on wednesday
annelooos (8:45:56 PM): we were preparing for it
rbf2000 (8:45:59 PM): ok
annelooos (8:46:02 PM): we’re all dressing like princesses
rbf2000 (8:48:18 PM): what was the name of the thrift store?
annelooos (8:49:44 PM): thrift store usa
rbf2000 (9:03:07 PM): 529 words
rbf2000 wants to send file C:\Documents and Settings\Justin\Desktop\annelise.docx (9:03:49 PM).
annelooos received C:\Documents and Settings\Justin\Desktop\annelise.docx (9:03:50 PM).
rbf2000 (9:04:07 PM): not my best work
rbf2000 (9:04:19 PM): but whatev!
annelooos (9:05:07 PM): i’m really excited
annelooos (9:05:10 PM): thank you for helping me
annelooos (9:05:11 PM): /
annelooos (9:05:13 PM): doing everything
annelooos (9:05:30 PM): er
annelooos (9:05:32 PM): it won’t open
annelooos (9:05:48 PM): windows doesn’t know what program made it
rbf2000 (9:05:56 PM): just open it with word
annelooos (9:06:52 PM): k
annelooos (9:07:14 PM): uhhh it’s a bunch of symbols
rbf2000 (9:08:08 PM): *sigh*
annelooos (9:08:29 PM): can you copy and paste the paragraphs?
rbf2000 wants to send file C:\Documents and Settings\Justin\Desktop\annelise.doc (9:08:50 PM).
annelooos received C:\Documents and Settings\Justin\Desktop\annelise.doc (9:08:51 PM).
annelooos (9:09:47 PM): yay!!!!
annelooos (9:09:53 PM): thank you
annelooos (9:13:28 PM): hahahahahahhaha
annelooos (9:13:32 PM): this is amazing
rbf2000 (9:13:58 PM): you can change stuff if you want
annelooos (9:17:08 PM): thank you so much, justin
annelooos (9:17:11 PM): this is really awesome
annelooos (9:17:23 PM): and you’re a great writer
annelooos (9:17:29 PM): how did college get you to do this?
rbf2000 (9:18:03 PM): that’s the easy type of writing
rbf2000 (9:18:12 PM): you just write what happened
rbf2000 (9:18:13 PM): but
rbf2000 (9:18:29 PM): you know if you submit that as your own, your teacher will nab you for plagarism
rbf2000 (9:18:46 PM): I have a unique writing style
rbf2000 (9:19:03 PM): and after only a couple of paper’s, teachers can usually tell if a paper is different
annelooos (9:19:14 PM): i’m changing it
annelooos (9:19:16 PM): well
annelooos (9:19:18 PM): adding myself to it
rbf2000 (9:19:40 PM): heh
annelooos (9:19:50 PM): plus this is actually just like a story i wrote
annelooos (9:19:57 PM): for curtis
annelooos (9:20:00 PM): about sleep
rbf2000 (9:23:04 PM): well, curtis didn’t like any of my writing
rbf2000 (9:23:15 PM): I don’t know if she’s changed her opinion of it over the past 4 years
annelooos (9:24:38 PM): i have no idea if she likes mine
annelooos (9:24:54 PM): my letter to her and then my in class essay were both very sarcastic
annelooos is away at 9:27:21 PM.

Session concluded at 10:43:56 PM

I awoke from my stupor and realized that this session of church was now complete. Normally I enjoy church and I participate intently on all things that are happening, but this day, I had other things on my mind; an event of such great magnitude that it would take almost an entire week for me to prepare.Along with my cronies, I visited the thrift store. Not just any thrift store, mind you, we went to probably the best thrift store in the area. This thrift store really does have it all. Unfortunately, we are not looking for everything; we are looking for one particular thing that can only be had at a thrift store. This item is unique, and yet each of us would require a slightly different variation of this item. We spent hours upon hours looking for the correct item. It seemed as if we had found what we were looking for, and then suddenly something would be amiss. Truly an event like this requires only the most perfect item, which can only be obtained from the best of thrift stores.

We started to feel disheartened. We knew what we needed, but it was becoming extremely taxing trying to locate it, and time was now running short. It was not until Danielle saw a tag sticking out from a stack of merchandise that we found what we were looking for! Truly, our even was going to be perfect. Everything was coming into place, all of our ducks in a row. Little did we know that only hours before the event our lives would be put into danger, despite the measures that we took to be completely safe.

As we began getting dressed in the princess outfits we had procured from the thrift store, an ominous feeling overcame us. It was something that none of us could explain. I suppose it’s that feeling that a parent gets when they see their child off in an airplane; that feeling of impending doom which is proved wrong 99.999% of the time. That was the feeling I had now. Something I was sure would go away. After all, we were just going to Disney on Ice, where is the danger in that? But I could not shake the feeling that somehow, I was going to be in a lot of danger tonight.

We finished preparing and we got into the car. We were all excited, how often do you get to dress up as a princess to see Disney on Ice? We got into the car and the cloud of doubt was still hanging low over my head. Something was going to happen. I hoped and wished and prayed that I would be proved wrong, but I just couldn’t shake the feeling.

As it turns out, I was proved wrong, but I still had good reason to feel the way I did. Every time you get behind the wheel, you participate in one of the most dangerous activities you can on a daily basis. Many more people die in car accidents than plane crashes. This time my gut instinct was proved wrong, but next time, will I be so lucky?

I Lose

Sunday, September 24th, 2006

So today, I lost the battle that I have been fighting for the last 4 years. It was an epic battle, but I guess somebody had to win, and in this case it wasn’t me. I’m not quite sure who it was that won, or who it was that I was even struggling against. All I know is that I have lost my independence. The coveted independence that I have had and maintained for the past four years since I started college is now gone. In probably the most humiliating, degrading, difficult time in my life, I have succumbed to living at my grandmother’s house.I’m sure you’ve seen the movie “Grandma’s Boy” well, this is nothing like that at all. My grandma is one of those grandma’s that will talk allllllllll the time. Non-stop, really. She just keeps going and going. The sad thing is, I don’t have anything better to do now than listen to her talk, which is even more depressing.

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Birthday Drama

Monday, September 18th, 2006

There’s nothing more depressing than settling on something because what you really want seems unattainable, only to realize that what you’ve settled upon is also unattainable. Case in point, there is a company that I had a couple of job interviews at, SRA. It’s a good company, on Forbes’ list of 100 best companies to work for. There was a position that I don’t think I could have had more experience for, since it was all customer service stuff. I really didn’t want the job, but I wanted to be offered the job, and I might have taken it. However, even though the interview went very well, I still did not even get so much as a call back from them. I have a friend that I work with whose girlfriend works at SRA and according to her I didn’t get a call back because I was overqualified. I guess that makes me feel a little better, but I’m still stuck at Circuit City.

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Down with the Sickness

Thursday, September 14th, 2006

I would not describe myself as squeamish. I think I can see some gross stuff and not get totally weirded out by it. Granted, I’m not going to enjoy it, I’m not going to gravitate towards it, but if I am in a squeamish situation I feel like I’m the type of guy that would be able to handle myself. And if you know me, you would probably think the same thing. I mean, it takes a lot to get me riled up.I’m not sure how many of you regularly ride the metro, but there are no bathrooms at any of the stations. Well, there are (the people that work there have to go pee sometime) but they aren’t for public use. Once you go through the turnstile, it costs money to go back out of them. I think you may see where I am going with this story.

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Child Neglect

Monday, September 4th, 2006

I’m dead tired right now, I was debating on whether I should write this post, or go to bed. It’s 10:45pm as I write this. I have to be up by 7:40, but that’s not why I’m so tired. I’ve worked the past 11 days in a row without a day off, and I still have to work tomorrow. When all is said and done, I will have worked 12 days in a row for about 105 hours. I never really realized how big of a difference one weekend makes each week, not until I didn’t have that weekend.The reason for this post is that I feel like I am involved in some sort of child neglect. I have this totally sweet camera, and I haven’t taken a picture with it in over two weeks. Out of the last batch of pictures that I took, a few of them came out superbly. I want to do that again, but I simply haven’t had the chance. The move out day for my apartment is looming ever so closely, and I still don’t have a new job or apartment lined up yet. However, I’m pretty sure that I will be offered a management position in Circuit City tomorrow. It’s something I don’t really want to do, but until I find a real job, making $40k + bonus is not that bad, plus I’m going to see if I can negotiate up some.

I, of course, am going to continue my job search. I have an informational interview with my uncle’s sister on Wednesday. She just retired from the Foreign Affairs branch of the CIA, so I’m going to have a chat with her see what there is to see, and see if she has any connections she could use for me at agency. I have, after all, found the only way to get a job is to know somebody on the inside, and if a person like this doesn’t have connections, than I am F’d.

That’s it. Short post tonight because I’m tired. I just want to get out and use my camera. It’s very relaxing, and I’m very stressed out right now.