Friday, November 23, 2007

Interview Me

Okay, so I'm new to this blog, so I figure maybe some of you reading this might want to know something about me. Trouble is, I have issues talking about myself without being prompted. So, here's your chance to play journalist. Ask me five questions, about anything you want - I like, my writing, my other hobbies, what I had for dinner tonight if you're so inclined. I'll answer all the questions I get in a future post.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Thursday Thirteen


So it's 4 am on a Thursday morning (I have the day off, thank goodness) and I'm awake. I've been up since 1:15, since I went to bed insanely early - 9 pm. Blame the cushy new bed for that. But now I'm wide awake and who knows when I'll get back to sleep? I've spent the last 2 hours playing mindless computer games - you know, the kind you can download from Yahoo or MSN, the little hour trial-type things...excellent time-wasters.


Finally, I decided I ought to be productive, since I'm awake anyway. So I figured I'd do my Thursday Thirteen early...listing all the things I could be doing...but I'm not.
1. Working on Paper Miles, my NaNoWriMo project. I'm several thousand words behind -again - due to work actually being busy this week and once again feeling like crap.
2. Being a good crit partner and actually reading the piece that someone sent me a few weeks ago to look over, and commenting on it. Problem is, it's not at all what she claimed it is, and it's not really to my taste - I read about three pages and was wrinkling my nose up the entire time.
3. Doing dishes so that my roommate and I can actually cook our Thanksgiving dinner.
4. Sorting laundry so that we can do that after dinner, since it's a pretty good bet that no one else is going to be doing laundry on Thanksgiving Day.
5. Working on saving some of the files I had on my laptop before it crashed - I have lots of things uploaded to various places, but haven't gotten around to going back and re-saving them now that my laptop is back up and running.
6. Sorting through the piles of my junk that are sitting in the corner of our living room, throwing out the real junk, filing the paperwork, and finding a place for the rest of it.
7. Sleeping. Because that's always productive, really.
8. Going through my music collection to delete the stuff I don't listen to - ever. It's one thing entirely to skip past songs on my iPod because I'm not in the mood for them at that particular moment, but to have to skip past songs because I have no idea why I have them at all? Not so much.
9. Research for Paper Miles. It's been a long time since I've been to Boston (where the story is set), so I have tons of places in my MS where I've just written something like "name of restaurant/street/club here" and highlighted it so I remember to go back later and find the information to fill it in.
10. Start fussing with graphics to maybe come up with a design scheme for a website. Yeah, looking ahead some, but I tend to do my best creative work at this time of night. I think it's a holdover from years of working overnights and doing all my writing then.
11. Start fussing with graphics to make myself cover art for Paper Miles. Yeah, another thing I'm looking way ahead on, but I love doing things like that. Plus I have a bunch of new fonts and backgrounds that I want to play with. *pets my Paint Shop*
12. Cleaning off my desk. It's small, so there's not much room for a whole lot to be on the surface, especially with my laptop, mouse, and pen organizer, but I have somehow managed to accumulate a stockpile of crap anyway, crap that I'm constantly having to move out of the way of my mouse.
13. Watching some of the videos that a good friend of mine so kindly sent me this past week. I've stalled on this only because I know they'll make me emotional (long story) and I'm avoiding that - since I'm hormonal still from it being *that* time of the month.
Now...I think back to bed, lol. My eyes are starting to get heavy again. Happy Thanksgiving to those of you who celebrate it.
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Thursday, November 15, 2007

My First Post - Thursday Thirteen

I absolutely despise the regular Thursday Thirteen code - I've used it in LiveJournal, and it always sends my layouts into some skewered mess, so I refuse to use it. So not only is my first post in this blog a Thursday Thirteen, it's a codeless Thursday Thirteen...done while I'm *supposed* to be working. Oh, well, the keys are clacking, no one here will notice anyway.

Since I'm at work and not really at all creatively inspired...my Thirteen is going to be a mini-tour of my desk. Sort of.

1. To my immediate left is my phone - it's evil. It rings when I don't want it to, and after three months at this job, I *still* don't know what half the buttons are for. Underneath it is the desk manual for that particular model, complete with pretty purple sticky tape tabs (I *love* those!) from my training sessions. Do you think the tabs helped me remember anything? Of course not.

2. To the right of my phone, where my desk turns, (it's a three-sided deal, but I'm not doing the part that's behind me because all that's over there is a printer and some binders) is my address book, my typing stand, a picture of my aunts, my calendar, and the vase I kept from my birthday rose. I keep meaning to pick up some of those pretty colored glass stones to put in it.

3. Next, directly in front of me, is my massive monitor. It's still a daily adjustment to switch back and forth from a laptop monitor (at home) to this one.

4. Underneath the monitor are two sets of sticky tape tabs (purple and white, my high school colors), my badass black rubber duck Squeaky - complete with devil horns, shades, and shell necklace. What the heck are those shells called? The little white ones? Someone must know...

5. In front of the monitor are my post-it pads - two in generic yellow and one blue one with a flower in the top left corner and an 'M' in the bottom right - M for my birth name. Chelsea is only a pseudonym. Immediately in front of that is the folder full of the charts I'm currently supposed to be updating.

6. To the immediate right of the monitor, on the little half-wall thing that makes up the front of my station, I have taped up a couple of pictures of my cousins. I keep meaning to go through my photo albums and bring in some more to put up and personalize my desk a bit more.

7. To the right of that, on the corkboard-ish part of my wall, I tacked up an autographed photo of Jonathan Papelbon - Boston Red Sox closing pitcher, for those of you who don't know. It was a belated birthday gift from a few friends in 2004, after the Sox won the Series.

8. Next to that is my in/out try, which is currently occupied by half-used sheets of labels. I make a *lot* of labels, but hardly ever full pages, so I have a bunch of those.

9. To the immediate right of my monitor, I have my White-Out, staple remover, paper clip holder, tape, and stapler.

10. Right next to those are my mini-tray of scrap paper, my pen holder (stuffed with my favorite kind of pens, which I'm always nicking from the supply rooms), and a bottle of hand cream (lemon-scented, my favorite).

11. To the far right, underneath my desk and snugged right up against the inside wall of my station is my personal set of drawers. The top drawer has extra pens and pencils, an extra stapler, tons of binder clips, rubber bands, paper clips, spare sticky tape tabs, post-it notes, file tabs, highlighters, permanent marker, an extra ponytail holder and brush, and my iPod.

12. The middle drawer has an assortment of legal pads and notebooks, a few file folders, a box of the big binder clips, and some napkins.

13. And finally, the bottom drawer has my insurance books, life safety kit, extra redwells (big file folders, so named because, um, they're red?), more manila file folders, and my policies and procedures handbook.

Not exactly the most interesting Thursday Thirteen ever, but it's one of those days, you know? It's cold and raining outside, I'm cranky and hormonal (this is the week every month when I wish I was male), plus I'm tired from not sleeping well. I think it's time to slack a little more and take my lunch break.