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Sorry if you were waiting with bated breath for some more EPIC FAIL. The internet decided to get into the spirit of the thing and thus the screencaps site was down, followed soon after by our router.

Normally it would be of tragical sadness that I don't have internet at home, but as we're leaving for the Folk Fest WHOOOO this afternoon that won't actually be a problem. However, tragical sadness does apply to last Friday, where I had to leave work early on account of being violently ill, and then fell down Po's driveway and killed my ankles just so I could see Natasha. Of course I spent all of Saturday carefully recuperating, if the new definition of "recuperating" includes "walking around all day at the Ren Faire". My left one still hurts, but fortunately I will be able to recuperate by walking around the Folk Fest instead. WOE.

On the plus side, Tempest is playing! I think everyone could use more Celtic hair bands in their lives.

To counteract the literary leprosy from reading four chapters of Twilight (apparently the sparkly vampires drive a Volvo; remind me again how people take these books seriously?) I read The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by the lesser Brontë, Anne. Marge and Mal made fun of me, but that is because they are uncivilized heathens.

In which no one bangs their head against a tree or locks their crazy wife in the attic. )

In conclusion: Anne Brontë wins.

Finally, I have an important announcement to make: I HAVE A DESK. AT WORK. WITH A COMPUTER! Oh, the luxury. It's almost like I'm a real employee!

I should probably go eat my lunch now.
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So, work hasn't exactly been exciting recently, with the exception of Governor Rendell signing the new budget for PA public schools, which was pretty cool. It's supposed to allocate more money without raising taxes, which I am a fan of, although since our school district alone has an adequacy gap of $4000/kid, I somehow doubt it will take care of ALL the budget problems.

Oh, and I also have job security now, since our Main Office secretary is transferring to the Transportation office, which means our Registrar's assistant will take over the Main Office, which means I will be the Registrar's assistant. Hurrah!

In other exciting news, I had a dentist's appointment, and there was NOTHING WRONG with my teeth! Amazing!

In the entertainment portion of our program, Marge and I tried to see WALL-E last weekend, but were THWARTED when the power in the theater went out. This also happened when we went to see I, Robot, which makes me wonder if we are somehow in a low-budget Terminator situation where we are critical to stopping a robot uprising in the future, and the robots are traveling back in time to keep us from watching robot movies which hold the key to our success.

However, we DID see The Dark Knight, which was super awesome. As has been widely reported, Heath Ledger is really creepy as the Joker, and totally deserves an Oscar nomination. Maggie Gyllenhaal is also much more awesome than Katie Holmes, although this does not explain why she looks a thousand years old. Christian Bale remains hot, although sadly did not spend nearly as much time with his shirt off in this movie.

ETA: I forgot to link to Doctor Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, aka "What I did during the writer's strike, by Joss Whedon, age 6." It's a mini-musical! About supervillains! It's got awesome music and Nathan Fillion singing (in addition to typical Joss Whedonosity, but I won't get into that)! If you're a fan of Buffy, Angel, Firefly, or just awesome things in general, go watch it! Right now! < /exclamation point >

I finally got around to reading Havemercy, which is the book by Jaida Jones (of Shoebox Project fame) and Dani Bennett. It was good, but not as awesome as Shoebox, and I think I would have enjoyed it a little more if I didn't have such high expectations. However, if you want to read about mechanical dragons, this is the book for you! Because there is nothing that is not awesome about mechanical dragons.

I also finished reading Parzival, which is Wolfram von Eschenbach's (complete but not as good) version of Chrétien's Perceval/The Story of the Grail. You can tell them apart because Chrétien smokes the good stuff while Wolfram is moderately insane.

Quotes o' Crazy )

Anyways, like the many generations of readers of Arthurian literature before me, I was inspired to iconage.

Medieval icons ::ba-dump chh!:: )

And now for the weather.
shadydave: (CEILING TIGH IS WATCHING YOU!)
So, this week was special. Lured by the promise of $20 and all the Magic Hat I could drink (i.e. one bottle), I somewhat foolishly volunteered to grade the essays of my fan club, AKA Kirstin's sophomore CP English class. 21 essays later, I can now say that I had no idea that Holden Caulfield's red hat, or the ducks in the Central Park pond, were so critical to interpreting Catcher in the Rye, although I suspect this was more a failing on Tinari's part than J.D. Salinger's elusive genius. My feelings on that book remain pretty much the same, and I think they are best expressed by the one student who referred to Holden as "crazy in the brain". Right on.

Meanwhile, at work, the tedium of data entry was interrupted by physical torture for the past two days. Apparently last year at graduation, several tickets were counterfeited, and in order to prevent this from occurring this year, the brilliant decision was made to put the school seal on each ticket, based on the assumption most counterfeiters probably do not own metal plates with the UDHS logo. This is very true. However, given that graduation is held in the Pavilion at Villanova, which I imagine is rather spacious, and that there are SIXTY-FOUR HUNDRED tickets and TWO school seals, I imagine that the effort expended in carefully embossing each ticket is FUCKING RIDICULOUS when compared with the option of just letting the few cheaters in. Especially since I am fairly certain that the stamping contraptions have been at the school at least as long as my father (since 1972), and thus require a great deal of pressure to actually create any kind of indentation in posterboard, whereupon they jam and you must pry the handle up at the expense of pinching your hands, fingers, or any other unwary limbs. Also, we had to have them all done by Monday.

We were warned against oiling them, since it would only get on the tickets, but eventually Janet cracked and called one of the maintenance guys, who stripped off all the accumulated goo and coated them in what smelled pretty much like motor oil. However, the seals worked a lot better, and I am quite sure saved it us all from totally crippling our hands from repetitive stress injury. On the other hand, the tickets now smell like a garage and sport the occasional brown splotch, which certainly breaks my heart, let me tell you.

I am now off to hang out with the fabulous Laura, and try to avoid putting any pressure on the heels of my palms, since that way lies PAIN AND SUFFERING.

HURRAH FOR THE WEEKEND.
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At work. How does a place with so many secretaries have an entire drawer of ketchup, but no creamer? WTF.
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So, not only is today SHAKESPEARE'S BIRTHDAY, it is also Secretary's "Administrative Professional's" Day. Which means that we are clearly both THE MOST AWESOME PEOPLE EVER.
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ETA: I thought that the computer ate my entry, but it actually just posted it at random. Huh.

Anyways, I was reading this awesome article on rogue black holes and thought one of the scientists said their theory was "all kinds of wrong," but it turns out I'm just dyslexic. Rogue black holes are cool. I don't know why they haven't been on an episode of Doctor Who yet.

So, it is Friday, which means I am almost done with work! Which also means that I am also almost done with break, alas. But since my dad is in Cleveland, dropping off Kurt (Kurtis for short), his secretary is chasing me out 2 hours early, huzzah. Then we leave for the 'burg tomorrow and I'll move in Sunday.

In celebration of the end of tedium, I present a few last candidates for the List o' Funny Names:

Tijuana
Maria Antoinette
Warren G. Harding
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Today has been kinda special. For whatever reason, none of the hyperlinks on my dad's computer were working, leading me to click furiously until I looked sufficiently like an idiot for them to work. This was of course after an entire mug of tea fell in my lap on my way to work. And then I was working the switchboard all day, though at least no one sneezed into my ear today.

Anyways, in celebration of being gainfully employed, I present the List o' Funny Names!

First is the Worst
Odin
Vanity
Wonder
Surprise
Elijah and Elisha (twins)

Family or Surname
Carraway-Bean

Combo with Fries
Bryan Adams
Cleo Brown
Crystal Dang
Ceng Kong
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My sister just called me, completely enraged, to tell me I am the world's biggest bum because I am going to a party instead of the premiere of Stardust. My family is too cool for school.

Anyways, Disney World was fun! It was really hot though, and one day it rained so hard we just gave up on being dry and spent the entire time completely soaked (this was the one time I was glad that it was hot). Also, an inordinate time of our television watching was devoted to Hannah Montana, because Kurt has a PROBLEM. He also lost his Blackberry. I, however, found a fastpass for Expedition Everest and went on the rollercoaster again while he and Kirstin reported it to the staff. It's probably karma. Also, I am now the proud owner of a piratical Mickey Mouse ears.

THE COOL RIDES:
1. Rockin' Rollercoaster (or possibly the Rock and Rollercoaster)
2. Splash and
3. Space Mountains
4. Dinosaur
5. Expedition Everest

4/5 of these are rollercoasters, which should tell you something about my thrillseeking profile.

LAMEST RIDE EVER:
1. The Great Movie Ride -- seriously, this ride sucks out loud, and we had an über-fake perky tour guide, which made it even worse.

Speaking of lame, I now am, in the traditional sense. I think I've like, stress fractured the ball of my right foot or something from walking around so much. It's getting slightly better, but if it hasn't improved by Monday I'm going to get it looked at. Also, it is annoying because it hurts to drive. Unexpected Bonus: Kurt has had to drive us in to school, and since the Crown Vic has no gas, we've had to use the Loser Cruiser, which Kurt detests. Hehehehe.

I got paid today! I got a raise in July, and have calculated that, working 8-hour days, I would make $6.66/hr. Awesome.

Finally, I had a dream the other night where I explained to my sister the relationship between the Quest del saint graal and La Morte D'Arthur. I can now officially say I can explain Arthuriana in my sleep (I can recite the Latin first declension endings while somnolent, as well). This is what happens when you work hard, people.

And then I had a dream where Natasha and I were taking another Religious Studies class together, but we kept getting interrupted by dragons.

IN CONCLUSION: 1) Disney totally lies when they say Disney World is the place where dreams come true, because I still can't fly; 2) Given the rest of my dreams, this may be a good thing.
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Yesterday at work, I was paid $52 to read Chrétien de Troyes Revisited and watch MST3K: Escape 2000 on my iPod. Good times.

In case you haven't already figured it out, it's been a little slow recently.

In other news, I was happily devouring a fantasy novel when suddenly, 76 pages in, the font changed and I somehow found myself reading about the trials and tribulations of Laura, the intrepid heroine looking for love in A Kiss to Remember. I was somewhat less amused when I discovered that the inclusion of 30 pages of Regency schmoop meant that I was missing 30 pages of swashbuckling swordfighting, but humor has its price, I guess. If I didn't want to find out what happened in those 30 pages, I totally would have kept my book (which is Swordspoint, by the way; I can assure that the first 76 pages are good, at least). Am currently waiting for a call from B&N alerting me that my new copy is in with bated breath.

Apparently Amazon.com has this feature where authors can blog on their book pages? Interesting. Of course, without it I never would have read the thoughts of the chick who wrote the abovementioned romance novel, and I think my life would have been a little poorer for it:

The book begins when my heroine Lucinda Snow is abducted by the legendary pirate Captain Doom.  After a brief but passionate encounter on his ship, her navy admiral father hires the mysterious Gerard Claremont to protect her.  The book is sweepingly romantic and the image of Captain Doom melting out of the shadows can still make me swoon.  (If you want to hear his "theme", just listen to UNFORGIVEN by Metallica!) 

Be sure to go here if you absolutley need to know Teresa Madeiros' thoughts on archetypes, nipples, and clean underwear!

In sadder news, it seems that the corporeal body of the Weekly World News is rapidly decaying, and will soon transfer its consciousness to a cybertronic medium. We can only hope the WWN's passion for truth and justice will prevail over the constant temptation to become one of the human-hating KILLER ROBOTS whose activities they so bravely reported.

Quote o' the Day:

MY FORTUNE COOKIE --
Your problem just got bigger. Think, what have you done?
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I am rather amused that Youtube's advertisements state "Huge stock of Robots at low prices!" Wow! Just what I needed!

Both my dad and his secretary are on vacation today, so I arrived at 7:00 AM (CURSE YOU CARPOOLING!) to find the principal's office locked. This was unfortunate, but not as unfortunate as the back hallway ALSO being locked, because that's where the toaster and microwave are, and I really wanted to eat breakfast. Eventually, Elizabeth the Main Office Secretary arrived and said she might have a key. It turned out she had one for my dad's office and the back hallway, but not for the actual rest of the principal's office. Fortunately, someone had forgotten to lock the door between the main office and the principal's office, so I was able to get into there and thus to my dad's. The principal's office remained shut until Gloria got there with her keys, which was actually kind of awesome, because I was assured of no one bothering me about cell phones or summer school or crap like that while I was eating breakfast. Since Gloria is also on vacation tomorrow, she gave me her key, so I'll be able to get in. Also, maybe I should filch my dad's, since Elizabeth might not be in tomorrow to open his office. Hmmm. He's in Michigan, it's not like he's gonna need them. I can carry around his giant key-ring and feel SUPER COOL. Especially while I stand there trying to figure out which one of the thirty I need.

Anyways, while I was pretending to be a Serious Scholar and work on my Monroe Project, I noticed an interesting phenomenomenon. enomenon. enon.

Perceval: Now with 100% more subtext! )

In conclusion: No Dad + no Maria + nothing to do except sit at a desk = watching MST3K at work! For the win.
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Man, I have to white-out names from approximately one thousand* pages of paper, and all I get from the stupid white-out fumes is a headache. You'd think there would be purple sparkly spiders crawling on me by now.

On the plus side, I did get to watch Doctor Who while completely failing to get high. Babble about Doctor Who, Series 1 )

Anyways, sometimes menial labor has its benefits. And Maria said I could cop out at 2:30, which is awesome.

For some reason, I am completely unable to perform lj-cuts without accidentally writing "lj-cute text" the first time round.

Bad Name o' the Day

Today's bad name is SKYE BLUE. Congratulations, Skye! Your parents have doomed you to be a walking pun, or play on words!

* seriously. not exaggerating.

Bleargh

Jun. 4th, 2007 01:03 pm
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In addition to my iPod still being sick, it now seems that I, too, am sick, as the scratchy feeling in my eyes and throat that heralds an oncoming cold has appeared. This does not please me.

Also, I spent half an hour this morning completing what is possibly my most terrifying job at work yet. I had to etch numbers into 50 stamps for the student portfolios using a "Vibro-grave" which, though it sounds like some kind of sex toy, is actually a tiny high-speed drill of EV0L, not unlike those used by dentists. The entire time I used this infernal device, visions of severed fingers, maimed hands and gouged eyeballs danced through my head. Fortunately, I emerged from the gauntlet unscathed, despite my increasing paranoia as the job neared its completion that NOW was the time the drill would slip and I would forever be accompanied by the haunting strains of "Frodo of the Nine Fingers". Never again. Next time, I will insist upon a Sharpie, which requires much more ingenuity to cripple one for life.

Saw PotC this weekend. I liked it a lot and thought it was a good sequel to the second one, but the first is still the best. Possibly I will write more on this later, when I am not late from returning from lunch.

In conclusion: Pathetic fallacy is when nature reflects someone's emotions. It happens whenever Shakespeare gets pissed, and then the dude that he's pissed at gets eaten by a bear!
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Today I returned to the workforce. I spent the entire day alphabetizing a box of papers for one of the counselors. I fell asleep. And I'm still not done, so THE FUN WILL CONTINUE.

Also, last night I had a dream that ended up with me playing soccer with Helo. So naturally, during all the alphabetization excitement I figured out what position everyone would play: The BSG Soccer Team )
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Days I worked in December: 1
Amount I made: -$2.00

Why Occupational Taxes Suck in 3 Very Specific Ways )

On the other hand, I finally got a raise! A whopping 5¢! Now I actually make a reasonable amount each day instead of one normally reserved for stuff you buy from tv infomercials.
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< /sarcasm >

At work. Spent the morning alphabetizing and filing. It was all kinds of exciting, if by exciting you mean "mind-numbingly menial" (how's that for alliteration, hmm?). Currently on "lunch break," but as nobody knows what I'm doing, we'll see how long I can make it last. Long lunches = hurrah. The things I do for my $49.95 (I got a raise! a whole 20¢. apparently, the school district is still afraid of round numbers) a day.

The weekend was fun, though. Went to visit Marge at Lehigh! Hurrah! Got to meet Mike the (quasi*-)bf and play with Nugget the Squirrel, who is very cute, and also apparently very illegal. Possibly I will go to "People who wish they could befriend squirrels" and gloat. In further gloating news, got Marge to watch BSG and now she is addicted too. Mwahahahahahaha. That's 7 people, so far. I am invincible! It is an epidemic I tell you. An epidemic of AWESOME.

I had something else to say, and now I forget what it is. Ah well. Shall go eat food, I suppose.

Whoa, my "hungry" mood option is freaky. I do not look like that currently, I'm pretty sure it would be against dress code.

*c.f. your last note, Marge.
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-last day of work! whoo!
-have gotten my sister similarly obsessed with battlestar galactica. BWAHAHAHAHA!!!!! I WILL GET YOU ALL!!!!!
-there's a james bond movie with ninjas. who knew? you only live twice
-I'M GOING TO SEE SPAMALOT THIS WEEKEND.
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ack, i am going to die of humidity. either that, or start growing mold. the condensation on the windows at work is absolutely ridiculous, you can't even see out them.

had an exciting weekend that mainly revolved around all things harry potter. for the record, i thought the book was awesome: well-plotted, surprising, and best of all, FUNNY. no more ANGST and WOE like in ootp. this one was actually fun to read. plus, dude, the ending. that was WICKED. some thoughts with my sister are here if you are interested, although i fail to see why my commentary shouldn't answer your every burning question. spoilers, obviously.

dad is kicking me off the computer. off to go find work.
shadydave: (lemon zester of DESTRUCTION!)
They thought the battle was over...

"You've shredded paper for the last time, you evil machine!"

They thought the carnage had stopped...

"I will avenge you, Jimmy. I WILL AVENGE YOU!"

"Jimmy... would have wanted it this way."


They thought wrong.

::screams::

"Oh-- Oh God! It's turning on!"

::ZZZZZZZZ!!!!!::

"ARGH! It's got my arm! IT'S GOT MY--"

::CRUNCH::


Now, they must put aside their differences, before it's too late.

Except it already is.

SHREDDED 2: The Revenge of the Paper Shredder
Shred or you're dead.


In Other News

Guess what I'm doing today?

See also Beodave. Also, I wish I had a sidekick named Wiglaf, because that is one awesome name.

ETA: 11:25: We have overheatage! I AM SUCCESS.
shadydave: (SQUEE!)
i am at work, and there is no one here. dad is off doing important things like lifting weights, his secretary is off, and the other secretary is taking a half day. also, apparently my work for today consists of typing 4 purchase orders, because i sure as hell can't find anything else left for me. the worst part is, while i feel no compunction about going home early when other people run out of stuff for me to do, it'd be just a bit shady if i just wandered off. so curses.

in other news, i have reached new levels of cool and have become completely obsessed with battlestar galactica. however, i feel i have good reason. new season on friday! score!

also, isn't there a concert at the mann tonight? what's the deal with that? i am foncused.

really, this whole entry was kind of pointless.

ETA: dude! i get to use the shredder!

ETA ETA: i have made every single warning light on the shredder come on. am currently waiting for it to stop being overheated. will also probably die of white lung contracted from shredded paper dust. I AM SUCCESS.
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i just spent my lunch hour covering the switchboard. even better, i finished my book and ended up playing with the label maker.

AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

would anyone like some labels?

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