snow anticipation

I'm sitting on my orange chair in my room, at 1:49am--still wearing my jacket from when I got in about forty minutes ago. I've been drawn into googling Project Runway stuff. The season finale was tonight, and was it ever good. Caleb and I are such nerds about that show, but honestly: it's so refreshing to watch a "reality show" that actually has a point. Things are actually created, there's art involved. Plus, the contestants don't automatically fall into "reality" mode where they sleep with every last being in the show and lose all sense of...well, reality. Jay McCarroll won, and I'm really happy abou tthat--which is funny, because I couldn't stand him at the beginning of the show. Now, I love his designs, and his "Stereotype" line is amazing. I wish I could afford to buy some of his stuff. That's all right, however, becuase it only inspires me to get out my sewing machine and do some creating of my own.

We're supposed to be getting 4-8 inches of snow tonight, so I'm going to bed with some wishful thinking. Even though I don't have to work tomorrow anyway, it would be a great day for Caleb to have off so that we can go hang out and be lazy. He needs that. Especially if that lazy involves a dollar theatre matinee and a trip to BN. Painting the Burg red as normal!

Everyone pray for my friend Katie. She's in Australia right now with YWAM, but she's heading off to Nepal soon. She needs more financial support and the usual blessings of prayer while she's out spreading Jesus to the far corners.


"I'm just like you, I know you know"

7:03. Open Mic set up. Caleb, Camerone, and Stephanie Hill are all productively setting up chairs and moving things around. I'm not. I also got up at 6:00 this morning. That gives me a right to not help, right? Nah, wrong. I'm gonna go help in a minute. But I just wanted to document how much I'm enjoying listening to the Eisley cd on the sound system.

Also, christine is a lot of fun. Go visit her. [the link works now]


You Know It

I just saw the Jimmy Eat World video for "Work" on iTunes. Wow. It's beautiful. And I'm really liking Jim Adkins hair--all longish and stuff. Nice.

I'm waiting for my family to get here--they drove down from Michigan becuase Philip is doing the College For a Weekend thing. So I've just been chillin', in the most white sense of the word. I did do something productive--my friend Shannon's computer died, and it had a lot of her music on it--so I made her a mix cd. It's pretty darn good too, if I do say so myself. I've been workin the iTunes this afternoon, that's fo sho.

I got my Gilmore Girls dvd in the mail yesterday, so I'm gonna go watch the episode I missed from last week. Dang, I love that show. It's definitely my favorite of all time--just barely beating out Boy Meets World. Which says a lot, let me tell you.

I have to work tonight from 12:30 to 4am. Bleh. At least my schedule for next week is a little better--I pretty much am working from 6am to 2:30 every day. Which, yes, is really early, but at least I'll have most of the day left to get stuff done. I'll just have to force myself to go to bed early.

Hah. Right. Like that's gonna happen....


In other words, "I Love You"!

Yes, yes, Happy Valentine's Day and all that jazz. It's funny, becuase this year it just kind of snuck up on me. Caleb and I are going to make shish-kabobs for dinner and watch a movie, but that's about it. Our 2 year anniversary is March 6th, so that's a little more important and that's when we break out the big guns. So tonight is all about a laid back, no stress v-day. But I have to say, I'm really excited about the cheap candy for the rest of the week. Woo hoo!

Things at InService have been okay. The days go by pretty quickly, and the work is pretty easy. The only thing I don't like is that it's such a dull place (all gray and cubicled) and for the most part, the supervisors are pretty bland. Not neccessarily altogether, just in the way they treat you. There are a couple who are cool, but otherwise they just seem annoyed whenever you need/ask anything. I like working under people who actually seem like the have a smidgen of enjoyment about their job. Maybe that's just wishful thinking, but still--with all my other jobs, I've had great managers who were nice and helpful. Most of these people just seem like they'd rather swat me away anytime I need anything. Bleh. Welcome to the real world of unhappy management, huh? But other than that, things aren't bad. Oh, well, except for the really yucky shifts I have this week...I have to work from 4:15 am until 9:15 am tonigh (this morning, whatever). That's so nasty. I really hope next week's shifts are better, or I am gonna be one screwed up girl.

I'm gonna go make Caleb a Valentine's Day card, cuz I'm just cool (okay, cheesy) like that.

Enjoy your candy! (And if you're saying, "What candy?" then go buy some!)


that's who I work with

Official Overheard Office Quote of the Day:

"I don't like jelly beans...but I like jelly donuts."

*especially funny becuase the speaker sounded completely bewildered by this fact, as though jelly beans and jelly donuts are so much as remotely made up of the same substance.

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I had a meeting tonight with two very nice girls from the marketing dept. for "Relay for Life." I'm going to be doing the design for their fliers, t-shirts, and handbills. We had some great ideas and I'm really excited about how this is going to turn out. If any of you know any Cancer survivors and would be interested in sharing their story, let me know. We're really trying to put a face to the cause with this campaign and hopefully get kids out to Relay for Life for reasons other than some t-shirt.

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Yesterday was my trip to Wintergreen with Student Life. Today is the most sore I've felt in a long time. My neck feels like bungee cords that have been stretched way beyond their limits. On a plus side, I got to watch Caleb's first attempt at riding the frozen water waves. He caught on pretty well, but not before some serious spills and a very red back (snowpants, hon, snowpants). I'm proud of his perseverance though (I know, "awww"). Hopefully I'll get to make another trip up there in the next few weeks.


And there it went

First full day of work: check! Wow, and does it ever feel good. The first day is always the most nerve-wracking, (I completely didn't spell that right, but I'm too lazy to change it) but I managed to avoid any crazy situations. The calls (I'm working for a call center that answers ministry phone calls/orders, remember?) weren't bad, and they were pretty steady. They were mostly for orders and questions about backorders--those are nice because we just refer them to the ministry order line. No irate customers for me, thankyouverymuch. I did have one guy who I don't think was quite right in de head: he called to ask exactly who was in the lion's den with Daniel, and how many people were in the firey (again, don't think I spelled that right) furnace. Apparently his sunday school teacher told him to draw those scenes for next weeks lessons. It was, well, sweet--in an edge of creepy kinda way (you had to hear his voice. Yikes).

The best part is that the day went by quickly. I think that's what I was most afraid of. I'm glad this is one job that won't live on infamously as, "Yeah, I had the worst first day ever...." Luckily I haven't had one of those (or at least, not a scarringly horrible one).

Although, if you do happen to have one (and even better if you quit the next day becuase it was so bad)--do share. So that I can laugh at your expense if nothing else. Er, with you. Laugh with you. Right.


Happy Superbowl-ness

Go Eagles! (I was born in PA, gotta represent) Well, I'll be watching the commercials anyway.

Today was my first day at work. And wow, you know what? I feel like a dork for saying this, but it was actually...fun. Yes, fun. I really enjoyed taking calls, all the cute old people wanting to get messages on tape and video and whatnot. I had a couple prayer calls too. It was just really great to hear how thankful they were that I was nice and helpful. It's so different than I thought it would be, and I really like it! Tomorrow's the real test, though--I work from 8 to 5. Hopefully the eight hours won't make a difference and it will still be fun.

I'm off to hang out with Cameron and Daniel at Caleb's house. Hasta!



So yesterday I had a spare half hour between Barnes and Noble and going to ISA (InService America) training. And I decided that I was going to take pictures. Behold, the results of some spare moments in my apartment:

Since I moved my record player into my room two days ago, I've already gone through all of these records.
This makes me very happy.

"Mmmmm, eggs."

I bought really healthy (and fresh!) food the last time I went to Walmart, including herbs to make my famous Stuffed Salmon, fresh romaine lettuce, and lots of frozen berries.

And of course, I had to show off the new apron I bought before break. I ♥ it to death and it was only 6 dollars! It also folds up so that you can put part of it around your neck and have a full apron. If anyone wants one like it, let me know, because I think they still have a bunch of different colored ones.

I need to take pictures more. I also really like Cameron's idea of having a separate media blog to keep all the pictures of trips and whatnot that aren't necessarily fantastic, but fun for family and friends to look at. One More Minute will be undergoing changes pretty soon, and that will probably be one of them. God has been blessing me with lots of design opportunities, so unfortunately this site is kind of last on my list right now. But its time will come. Or something.

Waterdeep officially has the Hardest CD Cases to Open Ever.™



My roomate and her boyfriend are watching "Death Clowns from Space." You don't even want to imagine the kinds of sounds that are ciruclating my apartment right now.

I'm going to the post office. (And please, no jokes about that not being much better)


It's always better on Vinyl...

Records, that is. I moved my record player from the spare room into my bedroom, and man have I been enjoying it. I've already listened to six records and my ears are muy happy. I started with the stack of jazz albums that I got in Detroit over Thanksgiving. Sara Vaughan is better than I remembered and the Oscar Peterson trio brings me back to the jazz club in NYC.

I had my first session of training for InService today. It went really well--the guy who is doing all of our training reminds me a lot of my dad, at least in his public speaking, so that's kind of reassuring. I'm honestly enjoying all of this--I'm sure I'll see the day when I wish I never said that, but at least for right now it's kinda fun. I think i'm going to be good at it. Granted, they say the first few days are crazy, but once you get past that it's smooth sailing. It was long-ish (from 5 to 10) training, but it didn't get too boring so I managed to stay awake.

Most of this morning was spent working on the Delirious? flier (click here to see it) and on updating various Student Life stuff. Hopefully I won't have to be doing that much more, which will free up a bit of my time.

This afternoon, after Caleb got out of class, he and I went to a sushi bar. It was a really interesting experience, and even though sushi is on the expensive side, I'm really glad we went. It was fun to watch them make our rolls and place the fish and everything. It all felt very "lost in translation" to me. We split a plate that had a selection of shrimp, smoked salmon, and alaskan crab rolls--not to mention wasabi that was so hot, even a smidgen of it (smidgen is a very official measurement, in case you were wondering) nearly burnt my tongue off. My fortune cookie told me that I would "do well and conquer every task undertaken." Glad to know I'm going to be the conquering type, since heaven knows I'll have a lot of that to do in thenext year or so.

Speaking of which, last night I had my share of, "Am I making the right choice/Should I really be going to Flagler/Am I even a decently creative person" thoughts. They plague me now and then, especially when I get busy. But I'm over it, and I woke up this morning feeling quite motivated becuase of it, which is good. A nice kick in the head now and then is good for me.

Oh! How could I even forget? The concert on Sunday night--it was great. I really enjoyed it, more than I thought I would. The three hour drive over there wasn't too bad, with Caleb, Daniel, and his friend Ryan keeping me company. We drove through some very shady (the honky-tonk kind) towns on our way to Norfolk, but it went by quickly. We also got the hour-long driving tour of Norfolk as we tried to figure out some place to eat. We ended up right back where we started, near the Norva, and the boys got Subway while I grabbed some yummy fried chicken from a local BBQ place across the street. It was good, though not even coming close to touching Sylvia's (the best home-cookin' ever) in Harlem.

After we ate, it was about time for the show, so we got our tickets and were squeezed into an extremely packed Norva. The show was sold out, and you could certainly tell. It got a bit frustrating for me, since I'm short. And of course, if you're short, all of the tall people in the room gravitate towards you and form a circle, completely blocking out your view unless you get on your tiptoes for the entire show. I think my calf muscles grew about half an inch just from trying to see.

Even if I couldn't see as well as I liked, the music was wondeful. Tilly and the Wall was a happy group of kids, with beautiful tap-dancing and some really lush music. I'm borrowing one of their cds from Cameron as soon as possible. Coco Rosie, the other opener, was also really great. They were...hard to explain. A mix of rock, electronica, and trance--with a black french guy (who wore an indian headress the whole time) doing the beat noises, samples of alarm clocks and roosters, and a vocalist that embodied Nelly Furtado on acid. Yes, strange, but very enjoyable. They also had a slideshow going that showed artwork for the entire set. I really enjoyed that, although there were a few more "nasty" pictures that I could have done without.

Bright Eyes played a good set, and although I did enjoy it, it was offset by the fact that he had to go into 2 or 3 nasty political songs. It really bothers me when artists make uninformed, blatant personal attacks on political figures. True, he might be informed, but the songs certainly didn't communicate that. And the audience (60% of whom were high-school kids) cheering and going wild about it didn't help. Come on, people.

All in all, though, a good show. Daniel was kind enough to make most of the drive home, so I got to sleep a bit. We stopped at a 7-11 (ahh, I miss those) that had a hole in the front--the cashier informed us that someone had driven their car through the front. Somehow the drinks and coffee tasted better coming from a truly ghetto 7-11.

Caleb was supposed to come over tonight, but he had to work late. So I'm going to guilty pleasure myself with an hour of late-night tv and a bag of popcorn. Mmm.


Blade III made me want to work out. A lot.

And remember Ryan Reynolds (from "2 guys, a girl, and a pizza place")?
Dang. He'll kick you in the teeth and crush your head with his back muscles.
And he's really, really hot.