Apparently one of my coworkes was a bit concerned that I would not be able to find my way around my cube. In order to ease this concern they decided to label many items found within my cube.....
Labels have been attached to....
my monitor- look here
the phone- phone
lamp,
mouse
moose- a moose brought from the cold winters in Canada...
calculator
clock
It is a good thing. I was worried that one day I might get lost in my cube....did I mention that it measures 5'X7'???
9.3.07
14.2.07
The novel, I am...
You're Roots!
by Alex Haley
While almost everyone agrees that you're brilliant, no one knows quite
how to categorize you. Some say that you're a person with an amazing family tree. Some
say that you're just a darn good storyteller. Others say that you're both and don't much
care where to draw the line. What is known is that your people have been through a great
number of trials and that you are where you are because of hard work. You have nothing to
lose but your chains.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
17.1.07
The Wisdom....
Of getting yous wisdom teeth pulled.
So far this experience has been slightly, no very, unpleasant.
The procedure itself was great. I took the option of being completely knocked out. Which means that one of the last things that I remember is listening to the jokes that my surgeon was making. The next thing I remember is being woken up and being taken to a small room with a bed to lay down for a few minutes.
The worst part about it is that I can't keep anything in my stomach long enough to take any pain meds.
This means that this experience, which is supposed to grant you the right to be doped up on pain meds for a couple of days, has been a complete and utter scam.
Scam I tell you!
I am wondering if requesting an IV of morphine would be inappropriate....
So far this experience has been slightly, no very, unpleasant.
The procedure itself was great. I took the option of being completely knocked out. Which means that one of the last things that I remember is listening to the jokes that my surgeon was making. The next thing I remember is being woken up and being taken to a small room with a bed to lay down for a few minutes.
The worst part about it is that I can't keep anything in my stomach long enough to take any pain meds.
This means that this experience, which is supposed to grant you the right to be doped up on pain meds for a couple of days, has been a complete and utter scam.
Scam I tell you!
I am wondering if requesting an IV of morphine would be inappropriate....
6.12.06
This week....
has one word to describe it....stressful.
I have one week of classes left and then I am done. Done I tell you! Okay well not so done. I start a crash course in psych on the 2nd of January. This way I will better be able to understand all of the weirdos that I am surrounded by. Wait, maybe I am the weirdo and the rest of you are the normal ones, although this would imply that the previous statement stated that I was normal. I am not and you are prolly not a weirdo either.
Anyhow back to this week. It all began with a flight back from Colorado, which was just grand. It has since been followed up with nightmares, dreaded exams, overdue papers, cold weather (and not just any cold weather, Boston cold weather which is about 10x worse than anywhere else), the grumps, the munchies, and over indulgence.
On the other hand I have finally, after a very long struggle, come to a deeper understanding of my faith and what it means.
I guess with the bad always comes the good.
Oh and P.S. I am going back to Colorado in about 2 weeks. Can't wait...
I have one week of classes left and then I am done. Done I tell you! Okay well not so done. I start a crash course in psych on the 2nd of January. This way I will better be able to understand all of the weirdos that I am surrounded by. Wait, maybe I am the weirdo and the rest of you are the normal ones, although this would imply that the previous statement stated that I was normal. I am not and you are prolly not a weirdo either.
Anyhow back to this week. It all began with a flight back from Colorado, which was just grand. It has since been followed up with nightmares, dreaded exams, overdue papers, cold weather (and not just any cold weather, Boston cold weather which is about 10x worse than anywhere else), the grumps, the munchies, and over indulgence.
On the other hand I have finally, after a very long struggle, come to a deeper understanding of my faith and what it means.
I guess with the bad always comes the good.
Oh and P.S. I am going back to Colorado in about 2 weeks. Can't wait...
2.12.06
Ahh the joys.....
So I decided a couple of weeks ago to buy a ticket home for a friends wedding reception. She got married last weekend (Thanksgiving weekend) in Salt Lake but I couldn't go because tickets were just a little too expensive.
Anyhow, I showed up to Logan Airport at 5:50 last night. Exactly one hour from the time my flight was scheduled to depart. I checked in and all seemed to be going well. I even took a few extra minutes to stop by the book store and pick-up a new book (this seems to have become a kind of tradition). As I made my way to the gate- happy for the opportunity for a brief trip home, I noticed a long line at the checkin desk. My first thought was, "Great, they are just now beginning to board!" so I did what everyone would do. I took a seat and waited for them to call my number.
After a few minutes I noticed that the line was not getting any shorter and I began to wonder..."is there something wrong with my flight." So I took a wander up to the checkin desk at a nearby gate and made an inquiry. Lo and behold the flight was delayed due to weather...
Funny thing earlier that day I had a conversation with a friend about how fortunate I had been in not experiencing flight delays out of Boston due to weather....
Anyhow, come to find out all flights were grounded. All except for that direct flight that has just been cleared...any guesses as to where is was going? Yep, that's right, Denver. It had just left the ground.
The down side about my current situation...my flight from Boston to Denver was not a direct flight. Because of the flight delay there was a 99.9% chance that I would miss my connecting flight in Washington/Dulles, which also happened to be the last flight to Denver that day. Either I could fly to Dulles and take the chance, which would most likely result in missing my flight and having to stay in Dulles overnight, or I could change my itinerary. My current itinerary was set for me leave Friday night and return Sunday afternoon. My new itinerary would be for me to leave Saturday morning and come back on Sunday afternoon.
So I did what any logical person would do....I changed my flight. Perfect....I could crash at a friends house in Boston. Get up at 5:30am to make my 7:15 flight and I would arrive in Denver at 10:15. If only....
So I got up this morning, thinking that everything was set. I took a shower, got dressed, gathered the few things that I had with me...
I should also mention I had decided to leave my luggage on the flight that I was supposed to be on last night. I thought that this was a nice alternative to having to wait another hour in the airport for them to find my bag. My luggage would then fly to Dulles and be put on the first flight out this morning arriving about 10 minutes after my currently scheduled flight.
So finally I arrive at the airport an hour before my flight is scheduled to take off, 6:15am to be exact. I make it through security without any hitches- I had gone through the same thing less than 12 hours previously, and I make my way to the gate. It's a beautiful morning in Boston so I am not concerned about the weather at this point in time.
When I arrive at the gate I notice that the time posted on the sign behind the checkin desk was a bit different than what I had expected. Hoping that the sign saying 10:30 is incorrect I search out the closest Departure/Arrival monitors. Lo and behold the board had not lied to me. I have arrived 4 hours before my flight was scheduled to depart. Reason for the delay....the crew needed more sleep....
As I sit here now...biding my time....I think to myself, "If only I had checked the airlines website prior to leaving my friends house, I could be nicely tucked in bed right now just like the flight crew..." Instead I am left with 2.5 hours to kill- good thing I brought all that HW with me.
The great thing about this experience so far (besides spending some much needed time with a good friend last night) is that I was able to change my return flight. It is now a direct flight out of Denver departing at 6:30pm. That means that by the time I arrive in Denver today I will have 29 hours before having to return to the airport only to repeat the checkin-security-boarding process all over again tomorrow....
Anyhow, I showed up to Logan Airport at 5:50 last night. Exactly one hour from the time my flight was scheduled to depart. I checked in and all seemed to be going well. I even took a few extra minutes to stop by the book store and pick-up a new book (this seems to have become a kind of tradition). As I made my way to the gate- happy for the opportunity for a brief trip home, I noticed a long line at the checkin desk. My first thought was, "Great, they are just now beginning to board!" so I did what everyone would do. I took a seat and waited for them to call my number.
After a few minutes I noticed that the line was not getting any shorter and I began to wonder..."is there something wrong with my flight." So I took a wander up to the checkin desk at a nearby gate and made an inquiry. Lo and behold the flight was delayed due to weather...
Funny thing earlier that day I had a conversation with a friend about how fortunate I had been in not experiencing flight delays out of Boston due to weather....
Anyhow, come to find out all flights were grounded. All except for that direct flight that has just been cleared...any guesses as to where is was going? Yep, that's right, Denver. It had just left the ground.
The down side about my current situation...my flight from Boston to Denver was not a direct flight. Because of the flight delay there was a 99.9% chance that I would miss my connecting flight in Washington/Dulles, which also happened to be the last flight to Denver that day. Either I could fly to Dulles and take the chance, which would most likely result in missing my flight and having to stay in Dulles overnight, or I could change my itinerary. My current itinerary was set for me leave Friday night and return Sunday afternoon. My new itinerary would be for me to leave Saturday morning and come back on Sunday afternoon.
So I did what any logical person would do....I changed my flight. Perfect....I could crash at a friends house in Boston. Get up at 5:30am to make my 7:15 flight and I would arrive in Denver at 10:15. If only....
So I got up this morning, thinking that everything was set. I took a shower, got dressed, gathered the few things that I had with me...
I should also mention I had decided to leave my luggage on the flight that I was supposed to be on last night. I thought that this was a nice alternative to having to wait another hour in the airport for them to find my bag. My luggage would then fly to Dulles and be put on the first flight out this morning arriving about 10 minutes after my currently scheduled flight.
So finally I arrive at the airport an hour before my flight is scheduled to take off, 6:15am to be exact. I make it through security without any hitches- I had gone through the same thing less than 12 hours previously, and I make my way to the gate. It's a beautiful morning in Boston so I am not concerned about the weather at this point in time.
When I arrive at the gate I notice that the time posted on the sign behind the checkin desk was a bit different than what I had expected. Hoping that the sign saying 10:30 is incorrect I search out the closest Departure/Arrival monitors. Lo and behold the board had not lied to me. I have arrived 4 hours before my flight was scheduled to depart. Reason for the delay....the crew needed more sleep....
As I sit here now...biding my time....I think to myself, "If only I had checked the airlines website prior to leaving my friends house, I could be nicely tucked in bed right now just like the flight crew..." Instead I am left with 2.5 hours to kill- good thing I brought all that HW with me.
The great thing about this experience so far (besides spending some much needed time with a good friend last night) is that I was able to change my return flight. It is now a direct flight out of Denver departing at 6:30pm. That means that by the time I arrive in Denver today I will have 29 hours before having to return to the airport only to repeat the checkin-security-boarding process all over again tomorrow....
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