Class of 1996
I sure am rocking those huge glasses, huh?
Friday, October 20, 2006
These are the days...
A while ago, KTP tagged all of her readers to post their high school picture. Well, remember when I told you I got a scanner with my new computer?
Class of 1996
I sure am rocking those huge glasses, huh?
Class of 1996
I sure am rocking those huge glasses, huh?
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
It's an update. Now with more portraiture.
I'm barely keeping my eyes open to write this, but I haven't posted a real post in a while, so I want to give you eager readers something.
Work has been keeping me very occupied. I received a promotion I've been waiting for for almost two years. In TV, you go from job to job, and it's hard to stay somewhere long enough to get promoted. Someone really has to take a chance on you. I've been at my company for a while now, working my ass off, and I've finally been promoted. I couldn't be more excited. I'll get to travel all over the country and the world for my job, meeting new people and seeing new places. Imagine the pictures you'll get then!!
Something that helped me get promoted is that I am pretty decent at writing scripts for reality TV, which really is story editing. So I've taken on a script for my show and THAT has really sucked up any amount of free time I may have had. The good news is, it's a way for me to not only further my education as a producer of such TV, but it's also a way to earn some extra cash. The check, which hasn't even been issued because I haven't even finished the script, has already been spent. Here's what it bought this past weekend:
Maybe it should have bought me a new desk - my work station, pictured here, is a round table my friend Kim bequeathed to me a few years back, and trust me, it is NOT conducive to any sort of work. It's a dining room table! But in our little treehouse, it's all I have in the way of a desk.
So anyway, yes, I bought a new iMac this past weekend. "Bought" is a relative term. Really, Bank of America bought it, and I just have to pay them back eventually. My iBook has been giving me trouble as of late, intermittently freezing. I think the problem is covered under some sort of warranty, but with my script due this week, I had no time to give my laptop to anyone. I didn't think this was a good enough reason to buy a new computer, and then I realized that the iBook has as much memory as a 30 gig iPod. Since I now own a digital camera, this is not a big enough hard drive for me, and I decided it was time to upgrade to a newer computer. Also, with the promotion, it will be nice to have a for-the-road computer, and a computer that I can keep here at the Treehouse for gina to be able to check email and such. And on Saturday, when I lost about two hours of work for about the third time, I would have paid a lot more for a lot less in the way of a computer.
Of course with the computer came a free printer, which scans!! I've been wanting a scanner for 10 years and I finally have one!! Oh, what fun I'll have...
In other news, I finally filed my taxes for 2005. Yep, that's right. I'm a champ at procrastination. Unbeatable, really.
I want to tell you about the week I got promoted, wherein I had somehow hurt my back and my doctor prescribed me muscle relaxers 3x a day, 800 mg of ibuprofen (that's FOUR advil for those of you who are pilliterate) every four hours, and vicodin three to four times a day as needed (this wasn't just any backache, people - I really thought I might die), and thereby the news of the promotion came as sort of a fuzzy cloud of information I couldn't quite process, but I feel like I can't fit it in anywhere, so I'll leave it for another time.
I went pro recently - with flickr.com. Amanda B. invited me to a group on Flickr, a group that challenges you to take one self-portrait a day for 365 Days. My post earlier today showed my portrait from yesterday. Here for you now is my portrait I submitted today, which not only shows you a very cool feature of my new computer, but which also exemplifies an attribute I have worked, fought, cried, and clawed for my whole life and I am now to the point where I experience it at least four times a week. I think that's pretty damn spiffy.
"Self Love" taken with my iMac Photo Booth.
Work has been keeping me very occupied. I received a promotion I've been waiting for for almost two years. In TV, you go from job to job, and it's hard to stay somewhere long enough to get promoted. Someone really has to take a chance on you. I've been at my company for a while now, working my ass off, and I've finally been promoted. I couldn't be more excited. I'll get to travel all over the country and the world for my job, meeting new people and seeing new places. Imagine the pictures you'll get then!!
Something that helped me get promoted is that I am pretty decent at writing scripts for reality TV, which really is story editing. So I've taken on a script for my show and THAT has really sucked up any amount of free time I may have had. The good news is, it's a way for me to not only further my education as a producer of such TV, but it's also a way to earn some extra cash. The check, which hasn't even been issued because I haven't even finished the script, has already been spent. Here's what it bought this past weekend:
Maybe it should have bought me a new desk - my work station, pictured here, is a round table my friend Kim bequeathed to me a few years back, and trust me, it is NOT conducive to any sort of work. It's a dining room table! But in our little treehouse, it's all I have in the way of a desk.
So anyway, yes, I bought a new iMac this past weekend. "Bought" is a relative term. Really, Bank of America bought it, and I just have to pay them back eventually. My iBook has been giving me trouble as of late, intermittently freezing. I think the problem is covered under some sort of warranty, but with my script due this week, I had no time to give my laptop to anyone. I didn't think this was a good enough reason to buy a new computer, and then I realized that the iBook has as much memory as a 30 gig iPod. Since I now own a digital camera, this is not a big enough hard drive for me, and I decided it was time to upgrade to a newer computer. Also, with the promotion, it will be nice to have a for-the-road computer, and a computer that I can keep here at the Treehouse for gina to be able to check email and such. And on Saturday, when I lost about two hours of work for about the third time, I would have paid a lot more for a lot less in the way of a computer.
Of course with the computer came a free printer, which scans!! I've been wanting a scanner for 10 years and I finally have one!! Oh, what fun I'll have...
In other news, I finally filed my taxes for 2005. Yep, that's right. I'm a champ at procrastination. Unbeatable, really.
I want to tell you about the week I got promoted, wherein I had somehow hurt my back and my doctor prescribed me muscle relaxers 3x a day, 800 mg of ibuprofen (that's FOUR advil for those of you who are pilliterate) every four hours, and vicodin three to four times a day as needed (this wasn't just any backache, people - I really thought I might die), and thereby the news of the promotion came as sort of a fuzzy cloud of information I couldn't quite process, but I feel like I can't fit it in anywhere, so I'll leave it for another time.
I went pro recently - with flickr.com. Amanda B. invited me to a group on Flickr, a group that challenges you to take one self-portrait a day for 365 Days. My post earlier today showed my portrait from yesterday. Here for you now is my portrait I submitted today, which not only shows you a very cool feature of my new computer, but which also exemplifies an attribute I have worked, fought, cried, and clawed for my whole life and I am now to the point where I experience it at least four times a week. I think that's pretty damn spiffy.
"Self Love" taken with my iMac Photo Booth.
Monday, October 02, 2006
More pesticides, please.
Gina and I go to the Farmer's Market every Sunday to buy a week's worth of fruit. We usually buy peaches and/or nectarines, grapes, mangos, a watermelon and sometimes a pineapple. If murcots are in season, we stock up on those. Lately, we've been buying ju ju bees, which look like little brown apples and taste much better than any apple I've had in the past year.
We came back with all of this delicious looking this past Sunday, and after all the groceries were put away, Gina decided to enjoy an organic white nectarine. She ate about half of it and offered me a bite. It's the kind of nectarine that pulls right away cleanly from the pit - YUM. I took a bite, and noticed something weird on the pit.
It.
Was.
A.
Bug.
A real live bug. Dangerously close to ingestion by ME. I hate bugs. Hate them. I jumped up and winced, ran over to the trash and spit out my bite.
"There's a bug!" I yelled. It was a little slimy red thing, moving around on the pit.
I might be officially against organic fruit. The more pesticides, the better, thank you very much. Better yet, cut out the fruit completely. Let's just eat Cheetos.
We came back with all of this delicious looking this past Sunday, and after all the groceries were put away, Gina decided to enjoy an organic white nectarine. She ate about half of it and offered me a bite. It's the kind of nectarine that pulls right away cleanly from the pit - YUM. I took a bite, and noticed something weird on the pit.
It.
Was.
A.
Bug.
A real live bug. Dangerously close to ingestion by ME. I hate bugs. Hate them. I jumped up and winced, ran over to the trash and spit out my bite.
"There's a bug!" I yelled. It was a little slimy red thing, moving around on the pit.
I might be officially against organic fruit. The more pesticides, the better, thank you very much. Better yet, cut out the fruit completely. Let's just eat Cheetos.
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