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I just finished my paper.
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I think my neighbors called the cops on me yesterday.

I decided (against my better judgment, see: cooler weather today)to install my air conditioner yesterday. It was the night before that really did me in as I didn't sleep much at all because the humidity seemed prohibitive. But, I've felt resistant to complaining much and or embarking upon an expensive summer of air conditioning because if you would read just a few entries ago in this blog you would find out that I've been cursing the cold for months. This being said, there is no denying that it is freaking hot lately and as Mary said to me on this very topic "it is only going to get hotter." So, I took heed end pulled the heavy thing out of the bottom of my closet.

This is where I think I got in a little trouble, because after nearly throwing my back out and putting the unit in my window (well, doesn't that sounds interesting)I had to go outside and figure out how to prop it up on the ledge. I searched my apartment for something resembling a 2x4, but alas there was not. The best I could come up with was a stack of plastic party plates that had been left at my place from Taylor and Al's engagement party. I figured these would suffice until I came up with a better solution, so I stood below the AC and shoved them underneath.

It was then that it occurred to me that it might look I was in fact trying to push the air conditioner in, robber style. I looked around. I didn't see anyone, so I proceeded. A good 15 minutes later I was standing in my dining room completing the task of installation and cleaning when I noticed the cops sitting in their little cop car outside my house looking at my windows. I just laid low with the hope that I wouldn't have to deal with them and eventually they went away.

This goes to show, don't try and push my unit in (ooo, once again!) or you might get the cops called on you.

The weekend was otherwise good. I enjoyed spending quality time with Mary.
The opening was quite nice.
I spent a good evening at Ravinia with the sounds of James Taylor, and I was able to make apartment somewhat cooler and my floors somewhat cleaner. Now I just need to get my paper somewhat written, so I can really kick of the summer.

Some pics from the opening.

Bored in space.

I like the idea that I would potentially make it to space and just find myself bored. I mean, what is there really to do out there?



Have I ever told you about the bad kids who ride my bus?
I'm typically sympathetic to children's behavior because I have nine nieces and nephews and I know "how kids can be". This isn't to say I don't get frustrated with kids in general sometimes, but I get that they can't sit still and they tend to pick on each other etc.
This being said, there is this brother sister combo who ride the Fullerton bus east with me in the mornings and they are simply bad kids. Their behavior totally sucks and it takes most everything in me to not reach over and grab them by their ears and tell them so. As I typically ride my bike, I haven't been subjected to their bad behavior for a while, but this morning I bussed it and was reminded how I dreaded when I happened on the bus including the bad kids, but I had my headphones and I was prepared to fully ignore them.
The problem is, if you are sitting to close they inevitably end up in your space.
Hitting each other over you or simply slapping you by accident.
So this morning I had positioned myself far enough away and turned my music up just loud enough, but all of the sudden I realized that the entire back of the bus was turned around... staring at the bad kids. I don't know what happened, but some young gentleman took it upon himself to do what I have ALWAYS wanted to do.
Discipline them.
It was awesome.
He gave them the look, and everyone else did as a result.

5 minutes later, they were back to being bad.

This is another impetus to ride my bicycle.

My coworker was robbed yesterday.
I know so many people who get robbed.
I wish I did not.

I wish they would all sing and dance to this, like I am.




Bon weekend.

Also on my desk.

Don't ask me why.

The weather is so bizarre here today. I think tornadoes might be forecasted.

I had my last class last night. I wrote on the evaluation that I didn't think the professor knew how to control the class room and that it was not a safe space for multiple ideas or opinions. I also wrote that I thought he approached the class with a strong agenda in mind.

What if he reads my blog?

I'm missing friends who live away from me today.

I wish my life consisted of traveling to see them all regularly.

Mary will visit me tonight. Last time Mary stopped through my city, we tried to order pizza late at night only to find out that late night pizza delivery sucks. After many many MANY phone calls, we had to settle for Pizza Hut. The delivery guy somehow made it through my entryway door and stood at my door directly to my apartment. I didn't know this, and I thought I heard something, so in an effort to check to see what was going on I opened the door... and actually kind of screamed. He was standing there in the dark looking quite shocked. I think in the end I scared him more than he did me.

Maybe tonight we will go to a 24 hour diner. That seems safer.

I just realized I can go sell my books back right now. Nothing seems more gratifying than that possibility. I am off.

Worth mentioning.

Man, I cut the crap out of my finger the other night while trying to open a can of refried beans. It was a deep cut and it bled for nearly 45 minutes before I just gave up and put a bandaid on it with the hopes that it would stop.

Now, because I had no more bandaids at home and I remembered there were some at work, I decided to not redress my wound until this morning.

Turns out the bandaids at work are Sponge Bob Square Pants bandaids.



I have no idea why I have Sponge Bob Square Pants bandaids.
I couldn't have purchased them.
Or could I?
Which brings me to another point.
My desk and work life have become full of the necessities, which I find simultaneously really nice and kind of frightening. It is as though I have officially moved in. I have a tooth brush and tooth paste. I have floss. Lotion. Tylenol. Airborne. Ricola. Some extra change. Socks. A Blanket for summer picnics. Garlic powder? umm and some other things not worth mentioning. (were any of those worth mentioning?)

I feel as though someday I should do a video tour of my office because although it is not a pretty space, it is not simply retro filing cabinets.

Tonight I will do a presentation for class and then I will nearly be done for the summer.
I can't wait.

What to be, what to be.

Yesterday I ran 3 miles straight, no stops, all the way through, breathing heavily and nearly passing out... but I did it.

A 5k run is in my future. Two of my coworkers have said that they are going to do it, so in an effort to be a goal setter I have signed up for it too. The truth is that 5 kilometers is quite a short distance and should be relatively simple for me to complete given my age and general fitness, but it still scares the crap out of me because it is not as simple as me showing up to the gym and failing myself... it is me potentially not being able to keep up with two other people I have committed to.

One of the persons running is an inspiration to me as she is fit and disciplined.
The other is also an inspiration. She has lost 20 pounds and now works out very regularly, manages to say no to sweets, and plans accordingly, but I think she and I might run at more of a similar pace.

After running 3 miles (not 5 kilometers mind you) I hurried home to waste as much time as I possibly could doing laundry, making food, rearranging things that don't need rearranging so that I could put off doing my homework. At about 9pm I finally dug in to work on my final project for my class and I was reminded just how my attention is limited. At 1am I had somewhat completed what I needed to do, but this was not without breaks for skyping, eating, wandering, eating, eating.

I don't know if I'm supposed to be a student.
I don't think I really do a very good job of it.
I don't know what I'm supposed to be, frankly.

Speaking of things I don't know if I'm supposed to do... I am in this photo show that opens on Friday. You are all invited. I haven't made mention of it because I just had this fear that the prints wouldn't get done and if they were done they wouldn't be good because it turned into this ordeal that I didn't anticipate, but it seems that they are done and it will happen.



I think it might be fun, so come by if you like.

Early stages of leisure.

I've been sitting on this post for a while.
I don't feel like doing a typical weekend recap.
Maybe I am too lazy.
I was lazy this weekend afterall.
I lounged in the sun.
I have a bit of a burn as a result, even though I used sunscreen as I am resolved to always use sunscreen now. I'm almost 27, ya know.

Speaking of the sun, I spent some time yesterday editing this video.



Actually, if by editing I mean enjoying the happy accident of pairing this video with some music that I like very much by The Books. I'm quite in love with my flip camera, although I've realized that along with the camera I have to buy another external hard drive because videos are quite large and I've filled my current external with photographs.

My scar on my elbow is particularly red from the sun. Numerous people pointed it out to me this weekend. I imagine this is in part because I am wearing short sleeved shirts now, but I think the sun has made it more pronounced. The thing is, I don't really care about it as I can't really see it... but others are noticing it.

I purchased this new alarm clock.
Did I write about this earlier? I don't remember.
Regardless, the point is that my ipod could sit atop it and I would have music in my room as well as my living room. Well, frankly, it sucks.
The sound is terrible.
The light to the screen is so bright is as though a full moon shines in my room all night long.
And on top of these cons, it never goes off! The alarm has not gone off the last three times I have set it which of course means I am doing something wrong, but I want an alarm to be intuitive. I don't want to have to figure it out, I just want it to be easy and wake me up.

So, you might suggest I return it and by another?

That's a great idea... if I' hadn't have thrown away the box by accident.

Anyone want to buy a crappy alarm from me?