Saturday, July 25, 2009

Mulling

Had a debate with a friend earlier today and it's got me thinking. I'm not sure if it's a good thinking, but I'm thinking nonetheless. It is so hard for me to comprehend sometimes the fact that people are entitled to their opinions and I'm entitled to mine when it comes down to things that I feel strongly about. Even though I can usually see and understand the other person's point of view, I still have trouble over-emotionalizing questions and debates. I don't know. It's a little unnerving sometimes... I see their point, but I want them to see mine as well...

Monday, July 20, 2009

Long Time, No Write

It has been over two weeks since I last wrote -two weeks! That's an eternity for me when it comes to blogging, I think. Anyway, life hasn't sped up much, I just haven't had much to write about. School has ended so my normal subjects have mostly disappeared I guess...

Anyway, so I'm updating now. :) I am excited about a few things actually, so hopefully I can eek out a post this morning.

The Corner Booth - Okay, so the name might end up changing, but it's all I've got so far, so we're sticking to it. I had this (kind of) crazy idea to start up a blog from the perspective of young adults (the actual young adults, i.e. twentysomethings, not the 13-17 year-olds bit) in the modern Church and invited some friends to participate (and honestly, most of you that read this are probably the ones already signed on for it...). I am honestly amazed at how things have come together for it. Yes, it's just a brand-new blog that is only read by the writers. No, we're not getting paid to write. But I still feel somehow that it was one of those 'meant-to-be' things, like the time was ripe for this blog to pull together. I have high hopes for this and am hoping I'm not raising my hopes in vain. Feel free to check out the link even though it is not officially up and running yet.

Job-searching - This isn't really something to be excited about, as it's not really going anywhere, but as it makes up about 50% of my existence right now, I figured I should post it. No prospects as of yet and I'm just a little bit terrified of moving somewhere sans connections, roommates, plans set in stone, etc. We shall see what happens.

Went down to Cleveland last weekend and it was a lot of fun. Got to see family and explore the city. I have to say that I am continually impressed by Cleveland. I'm not just saying this because it's my hometown, either - trust me I have had my Ohio-hating days (as well as Michigan-hating, but that's another story). Seriously though, it has so much to offer. The museums, the schools, the hospitals, the cultural centers, etc. I went to the Cleveland Museum of Art and got to see (well-known original) works by Sargent and Warhol (and more) for free - for F-R-E-E! I think I would move to Cleveland for the museums alone. So exciting. Also, they have decent farmers' markets, though honestly I think I like Flint's better right now -at least compared to the one I visited when I was down there. anyway, it was lovely. :)

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Sometimes I wonder...

The day started out like any other. I got up, ran out the door, and made it to work by about 7:45am. The work day itself was short and uneventful. I was not particularly looking forward to the rest of my day (shopping is never fun for me, especially clothes shopping), but determined to make the best of it. So, I called up a friend and determined to meet her later that day to have her come along for moral support.

So, I get home, pop in a movie, pull out the computer and just relax for a couple hours. It was beautiful. Really. Well, beautiful until I was twenty minutes late and keys were nowhere to be found. Poor Sarah had to witness all this panic via telephone as I kept interrupting deep, meaningful conversation with mutterings of "Where the heck are my keys?! I'm going to be so late..." Finally, I gave up. (I do have a spare key to the car. The panic surrounding lost keys is resulting more from the lost key drives which hold up to eight years of research, writing, and artwork). I fished my spare key out of the bottom of the box and ran out the door.

Through all this Sarah is still on the phone, still patiently waiting for me to regain my sanity. Even as I drove down the road, I was still retracing my steps in my mind. I grabbed my coffee cup from this morning, walked in the house and tossed it in the trash. I went to my room, dropped off the backpack and the books.... Ok, so where did I lose the keys? What I should probably mention here is that in the resulting panic, I tore apart the house. I crawled under tables, moved chairs, pulled bedding off of beds, turned out and shook upside down both my purse and my backpack, and created a lovely sense of chaos. As I was saying I finally gave up because I was already running late and had the spare key that would at least get me there on time. I walked in the house, tossed the cup in the trash. I went to my room, dropped off the backpack...

So I'm driving down the road, talking to Sarah, trying to get over my lost key drives (remind me to buy an external hard drive) as it seems futile at this point. Oh well. It's not like it's anything lasting... I'll just-- Wait... no, I couldn't-- but maybe I.... "I'm sorry, Sarah, I'm going to have to let you go. I just thought of the one place I didn't look."

They were there. Sitting innocently at the bottom. My grandmother could hardly believe her ears when I called and told her what I was thinking.

"Grams, this is going to sound crazy, but.... could you look in the trashcan?"