My iPod is dead.
I am no longer attempting to restore it--I acknowledge its whole-hearted, grinding-hard-drive sad-icon deadness.
So I am writing sad letters to Apple to try and get my purchased music redownloaded. Failing that, I will say farewell to legality and rip it from everyone I know.
In other news, I am currently packing (or not really packing yet, but emotionally preparing to pack) for the Far Away Country of New York. And I'm trying very hard not to get as freaked out about this as I want to.
Just breathe, Amanda...
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Domestic Goddess!
I am now consistently capable of cooking:
Scrambled eggs (with cheese!)
Grilled cheese
Alfredo Sauce
Pasta
Roast Beef and Yorkshire Pudding
Without aid of any box-type thing. It seems like a small list, but you know what? It's a process!
Also, this weekend I cleaned my room, did the dishes, vacuumed, and did laundry.
Watch out, world.
Domestic Goddess is about to strike.
Scrambled eggs (with cheese!)
Grilled cheese
Alfredo Sauce
Pasta
Roast Beef and Yorkshire Pudding
Without aid of any box-type thing. It seems like a small list, but you know what? It's a process!
Also, this weekend I cleaned my room, did the dishes, vacuumed, and did laundry.
Watch out, world.
Domestic Goddess is about to strike.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Days that kind of suck...
Yesterday did not enrich my life. Yesterday did not make me feel like a more complete and beautiful member of the human race.
1) My iPod died. OK, this actually happened over the weekend, but its effects were definitely still felt, especially since....
2) I had to go to Boone yesterday. This in itself does not suck, except that...
3) My rear window would not roll all the way up, making a whistling noise and making me hate my car further, added to...
4) I got a speeding ticket in Wilkesboro. Now, he said he clocked me at over 70 miles an hour in a 55. I think that's a little hard to believe, since I had my cruise control set at 62. Either way, he was in an unmarked blue Mustang. I'm pretty sure that's cheating. But to top it all off...
5) It was snowing in Boone. The one day I go up there in APRIL, it snows. Yeah.
But most else in life is going very well, and nothing's really bothering me all that much. It is amusing to see it all piled up together.
All the above is tempered by student teaching going well, getting back together with Derek and being happy, and occasionally sunny days down in good ole' Winston-Salem. And, of course, TWO DAYS UNTIL SPRING BREAK!!!
1) My iPod died. OK, this actually happened over the weekend, but its effects were definitely still felt, especially since....
2) I had to go to Boone yesterday. This in itself does not suck, except that...
3) My rear window would not roll all the way up, making a whistling noise and making me hate my car further, added to...
4) I got a speeding ticket in Wilkesboro. Now, he said he clocked me at over 70 miles an hour in a 55. I think that's a little hard to believe, since I had my cruise control set at 62. Either way, he was in an unmarked blue Mustang. I'm pretty sure that's cheating. But to top it all off...
5) It was snowing in Boone. The one day I go up there in APRIL, it snows. Yeah.
But most else in life is going very well, and nothing's really bothering me all that much. It is amusing to see it all piled up together.
All the above is tempered by student teaching going well, getting back together with Derek and being happy, and occasionally sunny days down in good ole' Winston-Salem. And, of course, TWO DAYS UNTIL SPRING BREAK!!!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Happy Birthday...um...maybe not.
Derek and I broke up yesterday. So that was pretty much suck, especially since it was my birthday. But now we're very amicable, and talking more than we actually were last week. Which makes me wonder what the hell happened anyway.
HannaH has a theory that he was trying to be enough of a jerk to where I would break up with him. I think this is highly possible, whether he's aware of it or not. Still, ending things when everything is so friendly makes me feel weird. I mean, I'm not really upset, but at the same time, it's a change and there should be some emotion attached, even if I'm not sure what it should be yet.
Earlier today I was elated--I felt fantastic and free and absolutely in love with the world. That's fading now, though. I'm not exactly upset, but I'm not thrilled, either. Maybe it's just because it's dark. I guess it's another process--sorting out how our relationship works and how I should feel about it. We'll see.
In other news, I got myself Reviving Ophelia for my birthday. I'm about halfway through it and it's absolutely amazing. I'll post a little more on it after I finish, but I just wanted to remind the world how lame I am--I got myself a psychological social commentary for my birthday. Alas.
HannaH has a theory that he was trying to be enough of a jerk to where I would break up with him. I think this is highly possible, whether he's aware of it or not. Still, ending things when everything is so friendly makes me feel weird. I mean, I'm not really upset, but at the same time, it's a change and there should be some emotion attached, even if I'm not sure what it should be yet.
Earlier today I was elated--I felt fantastic and free and absolutely in love with the world. That's fading now, though. I'm not exactly upset, but I'm not thrilled, either. Maybe it's just because it's dark. I guess it's another process--sorting out how our relationship works and how I should feel about it. We'll see.
In other news, I got myself Reviving Ophelia for my birthday. I'm about halfway through it and it's absolutely amazing. I'll post a little more on it after I finish, but I just wanted to remind the world how lame I am--I got myself a psychological social commentary for my birthday. Alas.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wow.
OK, so I have been waiting on pins and needles to hear from the General Board of Global Ministries about this mission intern thing and hadn't heard anything. I was starting to feel a little stressed about this, so I finally e-mailed someone.
I got a response back less than two hours. Apparently, Yahoo, For My Safety, thinks the United Methodist Church is Dangerous Spam. So my lovely e-mail that says, "Hey, come for an interview to work for Jesus in April!" got sucked up in the same junk folder as my last chance to buy a timeshare.
Fantastic! Amazing! I literally started jumping up and down. Happily, no one was home to see me fall on my knees and scream thankyouthankyouthankyou to God, but even if they were I wouldn't have cared. Now the fun part--the last day I would have been able to schedule a plane ticket?
Tomorrow.
Wow.
In short, I'm very glad God poked on me today to e-mail them. But still...couldn't He have shaved at least a week or two off ulcer-inducing stress? Sigh.
Either way...one step down!
I got a response back less than two hours. Apparently, Yahoo, For My Safety, thinks the United Methodist Church is Dangerous Spam. So my lovely e-mail that says, "Hey, come for an interview to work for Jesus in April!" got sucked up in the same junk folder as my last chance to buy a timeshare.
Fantastic! Amazing! I literally started jumping up and down. Happily, no one was home to see me fall on my knees and scream thankyouthankyouthankyou to God, but even if they were I wouldn't have cared. Now the fun part--the last day I would have been able to schedule a plane ticket?
Tomorrow.
Wow.
In short, I'm very glad God poked on me today to e-mail them. But still...couldn't He have shaved at least a week or two off ulcer-inducing stress? Sigh.
Either way...one step down!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Shut-Up, Brain!
Unfortunate new development:
Whenever I lay down to go to sleep, my brain starts lesson planning.
"No! Change your thoughts...you're on a beach, listening to Enya..."
"Ooh, I can teach 5/8 by having them say 'I love Taco Bell!' in rhythm!"
"NO! Enya...think about Enya..."
Sleepfail.
Whenever I lay down to go to sleep, my brain starts lesson planning.
"No! Change your thoughts...you're on a beach, listening to Enya..."
"Ooh, I can teach 5/8 by having them say 'I love Taco Bell!' in rhythm!"
"NO! Enya...think about Enya..."
Sleepfail.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
When Brothers Scan Bookshelves
Chris happened to be around visiting earlier this week, which was nice. However, while he was there, he was looking at my bookshelf.
"You read Vonnegut?"
"Um...yeah..."
"Wow, I wouldn't have figured. Steinbeck and 1984, too! Have you actually read these?"
"You sound so surprised."
"I thought you just read fantasy. I didn't realize you read actual literature."
This is the part where Amanda started twitching uncontrollably. Fantasy is not irrelevant. It can tell us every bit as much about human relationships and conditions as the grittiest realistic fiction there is. It creates new connections in our minds as we learn the rules and standards in each new world, learning a language to connect with it. It gives us another way to view the world and another opportunity to understand it.
In other news, it's dumping snow, and school has been canceled for tomorrow. This would be cool, if we didn't have a concert Tuesday after missing class Friday.
Alas.
"You read Vonnegut?"
"Um...yeah..."
"Wow, I wouldn't have figured. Steinbeck and 1984, too! Have you actually read these?"
"You sound so surprised."
"I thought you just read fantasy. I didn't realize you read actual literature."
This is the part where Amanda started twitching uncontrollably. Fantasy is not irrelevant. It can tell us every bit as much about human relationships and conditions as the grittiest realistic fiction there is. It creates new connections in our minds as we learn the rules and standards in each new world, learning a language to connect with it. It gives us another way to view the world and another opportunity to understand it.
In other news, it's dumping snow, and school has been canceled for tomorrow. This would be cool, if we didn't have a concert Tuesday after missing class Friday.
Alas.
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