Hanging up clothes has to be my least favourite part of cleaning my room. I don't enjoy sorting out the "hang up" clothes from my clean laundry, or the tedious act of affixing my clothes to hangers. Putting away shoes comes in at a close second.
It has been a crazy couple of weeks. One way to tell is to look at my room. If there are clothes everywhere, magazines scattered about, and a lot of shoes strewn about, it's a pretty safe bet that the week has been hell. I really need to find a hobby soon. I think I am going to lose my mind if I keep it up. I love what I do for work, but I need a break.
My family really needs prayer right now—my dad is having some serious health problems related to an on the job sort of injury. I'm really worried. Hopefully things will be alright in the end.
Mid-terms are over and I seem to still be passing all my classes nicely. The principles of advertising test didn't rape my too badly. I was really worried after I ended up having 12 pages of notes to study. It's really really cold outside and walking to class without a coat is impossible.
I baked a perfect cake, but I f-ed it up when I was frosting it. In other news, I finally got door handles put back on my car. It took me like a year and a half to get those fixed. I just want to sleep. A lot. I can't wait for Thanksgiving break!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Inebriated? I think not...
About a month ago I was out late at night and decided I wanted an apple. I was down town and thought I would just drop by the ghetto Safeway and check out their fruit. Innocent enough, right?
I walked in, grabbed an apple, and bought it. I then got in my car and proceeded to drive home. The street I was driving on was not on my usual route home, and as I came to a stoplight, I realized I was in the left turn only lane. I wanted to go straight, so looking around as to make sure that no one was around, I pulled sharply into the adjoining through traffic lane. Mission accomplished.
As I advanced further on my journey home, I pulled into a left turn lane at a following stoplight. I put my blinker on, and when the light turned green I made a left turn. At which point red and blue lights flashed in my rear-view mirror.
The officer took his time in coming up to my window. In my mind I had done absolutely no wrong. He confronted me, and asked if I knew why he had pulled me over. I didn't. He then proceeded to tell me he had reason to believe from my driving that I was inebriated. Shocking. Luckily he didn't breathalyse me because he realized that I was indeed not driving under the influence. He couldn't find anything to give me a ticket for. I had handed him my license and registration the moment he had walked up but I couldn't find my insurance card for the life of me. He ended up giving me a ticket for not having my insurance. I was supposed to go and show my insurance at the municipal court and the fine would be rescinded.
I made several attempts to go to the court, but they were closed both times. Finally I made it in on a Friday within the 30 days of getting the fine. I thought I had 30 days, but it turns out I only had 15 to go in and show my insurance. The fine had doubled and was now $257. I almost choked... I really don't have that kind of money laying around... at least not for tickets. I talked to the judge and he said that all he could do was reduce my fine to $140. I paid my fine.
A couple days later I get a notice in the mail that my license is being suspended unless I prove I have purchased a certain kind of insurance. Turns out that because I'm a registered Oregon driver that I have to get "high risk" insurance because I am now a "high risk" driver. My insurance rate went up. I freaked out, but then I found out that it was just temporary. This was all very frustrating for me because I have a good driving record. I have never driven without insurance, never had a lapse in coverage. I've been insured with the same company for the entire time I've been driving. We have history...
... and all because I forgot to grab my insurance one night... and then I forgot to go show it to them within 15 days. It is irritating to be fined for doing absolutely nothing wrong. I can speed all I want, but if I'm ever doing something unintentionally wrong, I will pay the price for it. Just my luck. If anything, I will just drive more carefully. My bank account hurts. :)
I've been listening to Madonna's Confessions Tour album non-stop for the past two weeks... I need to move on. It is hot though. Just a heads up—it's addictive.
I walked in, grabbed an apple, and bought it. I then got in my car and proceeded to drive home. The street I was driving on was not on my usual route home, and as I came to a stoplight, I realized I was in the left turn only lane. I wanted to go straight, so looking around as to make sure that no one was around, I pulled sharply into the adjoining through traffic lane. Mission accomplished.
As I advanced further on my journey home, I pulled into a left turn lane at a following stoplight. I put my blinker on, and when the light turned green I made a left turn. At which point red and blue lights flashed in my rear-view mirror.
The officer took his time in coming up to my window. In my mind I had done absolutely no wrong. He confronted me, and asked if I knew why he had pulled me over. I didn't. He then proceeded to tell me he had reason to believe from my driving that I was inebriated. Shocking. Luckily he didn't breathalyse me because he realized that I was indeed not driving under the influence. He couldn't find anything to give me a ticket for. I had handed him my license and registration the moment he had walked up but I couldn't find my insurance card for the life of me. He ended up giving me a ticket for not having my insurance. I was supposed to go and show my insurance at the municipal court and the fine would be rescinded.
I made several attempts to go to the court, but they were closed both times. Finally I made it in on a Friday within the 30 days of getting the fine. I thought I had 30 days, but it turns out I only had 15 to go in and show my insurance. The fine had doubled and was now $257. I almost choked... I really don't have that kind of money laying around... at least not for tickets. I talked to the judge and he said that all he could do was reduce my fine to $140. I paid my fine.
A couple days later I get a notice in the mail that my license is being suspended unless I prove I have purchased a certain kind of insurance. Turns out that because I'm a registered Oregon driver that I have to get "high risk" insurance because I am now a "high risk" driver. My insurance rate went up. I freaked out, but then I found out that it was just temporary. This was all very frustrating for me because I have a good driving record. I have never driven without insurance, never had a lapse in coverage. I've been insured with the same company for the entire time I've been driving. We have history...
... and all because I forgot to grab my insurance one night... and then I forgot to go show it to them within 15 days. It is irritating to be fined for doing absolutely nothing wrong. I can speed all I want, but if I'm ever doing something unintentionally wrong, I will pay the price for it. Just my luck. If anything, I will just drive more carefully. My bank account hurts. :)
I've been listening to Madonna's Confessions Tour album non-stop for the past two weeks... I need to move on. It is hot though. Just a heads up—it's addictive.
Friday, October 5, 2007
I Heart Yard
School is fun. I'm currently in a very exclusive relationship... with my books. Hopefully this will pay off more than all the other romantic endeavors I've attempted in the past. I can tell we're meant to be. :D
It's cold outside. I bought a jacket for $70. Probably not worth it, but i was rather taken with it. It made me very happy when I put anything on with it. I love fall so much. I do enjoy the warmth of a summer's day, but I love love love a crisp fall day. To be able to put on a long-sleeved shirt, a jacket, and a scarf is pure bliss. The leaves are starting to fall slowly. Yesterday after I finished with all my classes and work I raked the leaves in my yard into unruly piles and attempted to dispose of them. Not so easy. Apparently they are really hard to get into bags. Who knew?
While out raking leaves and listening to my iPod, I contemplated how lucky I am to live in a house. Most people would consider it bothersome to be outside raking leaves or mowing the lawn. To be honest, I like it a lot. I almost find it a privilege rather than a chore. I've never lived in a house or had a yard until now. It's an adventure for me.
I am thinking of painting my room. I really want to paint it a very faint turquoise color. I am trying to weigh out whether or not it is worth it to paint my room, because I will have to paint it back to white when I move out. I'm hoping to stay here until I graduate. If I were to stay here, it would be worth it to paint, but if not, not so much. I'm in a crafty mood.
Today I opened a magazine and almost cried. I realize where I want to be, what I really love, and what I want to be doing career-wise. I forget how much I really love designing stuff and doing more creative work. I get buried under boring projects at work that take absolutely no thought or creativity to put together. Even if I did expend energy to improve the projects I'm given, my boss would still want the "ugly" version of what was requested. I almost forget that there are better things out there. I can't wait to get a job where I can do a little bit more than make forms all day. Then again, I suppose I still wouldn't be satisfied. That's okay. I have my whole life ahead of me to do amazing things!
It's cold outside. I bought a jacket for $70. Probably not worth it, but i was rather taken with it. It made me very happy when I put anything on with it. I love fall so much. I do enjoy the warmth of a summer's day, but I love love love a crisp fall day. To be able to put on a long-sleeved shirt, a jacket, and a scarf is pure bliss. The leaves are starting to fall slowly. Yesterday after I finished with all my classes and work I raked the leaves in my yard into unruly piles and attempted to dispose of them. Not so easy. Apparently they are really hard to get into bags. Who knew?
While out raking leaves and listening to my iPod, I contemplated how lucky I am to live in a house. Most people would consider it bothersome to be outside raking leaves or mowing the lawn. To be honest, I like it a lot. I almost find it a privilege rather than a chore. I've never lived in a house or had a yard until now. It's an adventure for me.
I am thinking of painting my room. I really want to paint it a very faint turquoise color. I am trying to weigh out whether or not it is worth it to paint my room, because I will have to paint it back to white when I move out. I'm hoping to stay here until I graduate. If I were to stay here, it would be worth it to paint, but if not, not so much. I'm in a crafty mood.
Today I opened a magazine and almost cried. I realize where I want to be, what I really love, and what I want to be doing career-wise. I forget how much I really love designing stuff and doing more creative work. I get buried under boring projects at work that take absolutely no thought or creativity to put together. Even if I did expend energy to improve the projects I'm given, my boss would still want the "ugly" version of what was requested. I almost forget that there are better things out there. I can't wait to get a job where I can do a little bit more than make forms all day. Then again, I suppose I still wouldn't be satisfied. That's okay. I have my whole life ahead of me to do amazing things!
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