I don't really care for his show, but the man can dance and praise God almighty! Can I get an amen??
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Monday, May 07, 2007
Starting summer with a bang
So here's a recap of the past week:
Eric's haircut
My boyfriend's previously glorious man-hair has been shorn. Instead of flowing locks ala pirate style, his hair is now maybe a quarter of an inch long. The change is quite drastic, and while I miss the whole pirate thing, I really like the new look. Grandma does not, however, which brings us to our next topic:
Grandma's surgery
Grandma went in for triple bypass surgery on Friday. We found out she had chronic heart disease about three weeks ago, and since then the entire family has been waiting for her to get fixed up. The surgery was successful, but it took an hour longer than we thought it would. That last hour sucked. Hard. Grandpa was a wreck. But finally the doctor came out and told us the surgery had been successful. Grandma was in the ICU until today. She's been doing great, but she's very frank about a)her distaste for Eric's haircut and b) her readiness to go home. I can't really blame her. I would want to go home too. Hospitals suck. But she should be home by this weekend. Keep your fingers crossed.
Finals
My Greek final was (of course) scheduled the Monday after Grandma's surgery. Last year, Grandpa was in a car accident the day my biggest seminar paper was due and the week before my Latin final. So I was a trifle off my game for finals. This year, its Grandma. Of course I don't blame the g-rents for that; they can't help it that their medical conditions have really shitty timing. But it sucks nonetheless. My test went much better than I anticipated (considering I've spent most of the weekend at the hospital), and I got my paper back with a shiny A on it.
A Raise
I got a raise! Hooray! I still don't have a "career path," something I heard a lot about this weekend. But oh well, a raise is always appreciated.
A visit from a friend
Gen was in town this weekend. I couldn't hang out because of Grandma's surgery, but she and her man-friend stopped by the store on Sunday and I slacked off for a while to talk and catch up. It was awesome to see her, especially since she's moving to Portland in August.
A good week, in all. Grandma's surgery was a little scary, but it turned out great. And everything else has gone swimmingly. Finals are over, I got to see my family and a good friend, and my financial situation got a steroid shot.
Definitely a good way to start the summer
Eric's haircut
My boyfriend's previously glorious man-hair has been shorn. Instead of flowing locks ala pirate style, his hair is now maybe a quarter of an inch long. The change is quite drastic, and while I miss the whole pirate thing, I really like the new look. Grandma does not, however, which brings us to our next topic:
Grandma's surgery
Grandma went in for triple bypass surgery on Friday. We found out she had chronic heart disease about three weeks ago, and since then the entire family has been waiting for her to get fixed up. The surgery was successful, but it took an hour longer than we thought it would. That last hour sucked. Hard. Grandpa was a wreck. But finally the doctor came out and told us the surgery had been successful. Grandma was in the ICU until today. She's been doing great, but she's very frank about a)her distaste for Eric's haircut and b) her readiness to go home. I can't really blame her. I would want to go home too. Hospitals suck. But she should be home by this weekend. Keep your fingers crossed.
Finals
My Greek final was (of course) scheduled the Monday after Grandma's surgery. Last year, Grandpa was in a car accident the day my biggest seminar paper was due and the week before my Latin final. So I was a trifle off my game for finals. This year, its Grandma. Of course I don't blame the g-rents for that; they can't help it that their medical conditions have really shitty timing. But it sucks nonetheless. My test went much better than I anticipated (considering I've spent most of the weekend at the hospital), and I got my paper back with a shiny A on it.
A Raise
I got a raise! Hooray! I still don't have a "career path," something I heard a lot about this weekend. But oh well, a raise is always appreciated.
A visit from a friend
Gen was in town this weekend. I couldn't hang out because of Grandma's surgery, but she and her man-friend stopped by the store on Sunday and I slacked off for a while to talk and catch up. It was awesome to see her, especially since she's moving to Portland in August.
A good week, in all. Grandma's surgery was a little scary, but it turned out great. And everything else has gone swimmingly. Finals are over, I got to see my family and a good friend, and my financial situation got a steroid shot.
Definitely a good way to start the summer
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
On Rudeness while Driving
I generally consider myself a good driver. I'm not overly cautious, nor am I dangerously reckless. I also consider myself a considerate driver. If someone has their signal on the change lanes, I'll generally make room for them. If someone's waiting for a parking spot, I won't swoop in and take it. And I never pass on the right. So I hate it when people mistake what I consider to be consideration for rudeness.
Yesterday I was driving to work. Sometimes I'll stop at McDonald's for a tasty sausage mcmuffin with no egg. The McDonald's that I usually patronize is at the corner of Alvernon and Speedway. Being situated at a corner means that the right turn lane into the McDonald's is also the turn lane for the intersection. As I was approaching the turn-in, I saw a cyclist ahead of me. I turned on my turn signal and slowed down so I wouldn't hit him. As I moved into the right lane, I checked my blind spot only to see a silver speeding jeep about to careen into me. I got back into my own lane, but as the jeep passed, the woman driving mouthed a very obvious "fuck you!" to me as she sped by. I was a little shaken by the whole experience, but as I started to think about it more, I was pissed off.
First off, I acknowledge that I should've checked my blind spot earlier. But she had come up so quick that I didn't see her before. I was doing something that I thought was right. Cyclists are traffic too, and there was no way for me to speed up and get around him and still get into the McDonald's. I had to slow down. Also, that's usually just a nice thing to do. Its much easier and less scary for everyone if I just put my foot on the brake pedal rather than cut off a cyclist (who's definitely more vulnerable in a crash) and then slow down to make a turn. So braking was really my only option. But this lady seemed to think that the only reason I was slowing down and getting over was to cut her off. She was so pissed that she had to brake that she didn't even think about why I was doing it. To make matters worse, she probably cut off the cyclist in her rage and that was the very thing I was trying to avoid.
I just wish people would think about why other people are acting the way they are. If I'm slowing down approaching a crosswalk, there's probably something in it, so don't be the asshole and pass me. If I speed up and pass you, maybe I need to make a turn at the next light. If I'm slowing down at a right turn lane, MAYBE THERE"S A FUCKING BIKE THERE! Its not like motorists do stuff to deliberately piss off other motorists, as least the great majority of the time. So just hold your horses and think about what someone else is doing and consider that maybe there's a good reason for it before you scream obscenities at them.
Yesterday I was driving to work. Sometimes I'll stop at McDonald's for a tasty sausage mcmuffin with no egg. The McDonald's that I usually patronize is at the corner of Alvernon and Speedway. Being situated at a corner means that the right turn lane into the McDonald's is also the turn lane for the intersection. As I was approaching the turn-in, I saw a cyclist ahead of me. I turned on my turn signal and slowed down so I wouldn't hit him. As I moved into the right lane, I checked my blind spot only to see a silver speeding jeep about to careen into me. I got back into my own lane, but as the jeep passed, the woman driving mouthed a very obvious "fuck you!" to me as she sped by. I was a little shaken by the whole experience, but as I started to think about it more, I was pissed off.
First off, I acknowledge that I should've checked my blind spot earlier. But she had come up so quick that I didn't see her before. I was doing something that I thought was right. Cyclists are traffic too, and there was no way for me to speed up and get around him and still get into the McDonald's. I had to slow down. Also, that's usually just a nice thing to do. Its much easier and less scary for everyone if I just put my foot on the brake pedal rather than cut off a cyclist (who's definitely more vulnerable in a crash) and then slow down to make a turn. So braking was really my only option. But this lady seemed to think that the only reason I was slowing down and getting over was to cut her off. She was so pissed that she had to brake that she didn't even think about why I was doing it. To make matters worse, she probably cut off the cyclist in her rage and that was the very thing I was trying to avoid.
I just wish people would think about why other people are acting the way they are. If I'm slowing down approaching a crosswalk, there's probably something in it, so don't be the asshole and pass me. If I speed up and pass you, maybe I need to make a turn at the next light. If I'm slowing down at a right turn lane, MAYBE THERE"S A FUCKING BIKE THERE! Its not like motorists do stuff to deliberately piss off other motorists, as least the great majority of the time. So just hold your horses and think about what someone else is doing and consider that maybe there's a good reason for it before you scream obscenities at them.
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