So I've been thinking recently:
"I want to start blogging again."
...but I'm not really fond of this blog any more. It's too... dark and basement-like. And it brings back memories of me being a cloistered nerd (note: there is a smidgen of cloistered nerdiness in me yet). Also it's super dusty. I want something lighter, fluffier, though still having a bit of that dark, chocolate-y crunchiness. And no dustiness.
Now, I've thought of some potential titles for the thing:
Out of this Dimension
The Zeppelin Loading Dock
The Prognosticator Speaketh
Efficacious and Eruditious Eclecticism
Awesome Possum Knights with Jetpacks
Vexation, Vanity, and Vindication
You can voice your opinion, but keep in mind that this here blog is an autocracy, not a democracy. I'm going to call the thing "Zeppelin Loading Dock" whether you like it or not.
EDIT: The Zeppelin Loading Dock is now live.
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Advice Needed
Since about Monday I've been getting a lot of weird text messages from phone numbers I don't recognize. This is just a sample of them:
After telling my roommate about this, he suggested that I look up my phone number on Google. A few seconds later I found this:
so
um
yeah
not sure what to do here, other than ignore it all
Hi
Hey girl
Hey do u have n e pics?
Good morning are you available?
Hi I saw your add please send a pic, and $ for your time..
After telling my roommate about this, he suggested that I look up my phone number on Google. A few seconds later I found this:
so
um
yeah
not sure what to do here, other than ignore it all
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Workweek
For those of you not in the know, I've been semi-actively looking for a job the past several months. However, due to the current state of the economy (and my own stupidity), I haven't been able to get one.
Fortunately, that changed this week. Brother Vaughan, an entrepreneur in our ward, needed some cheap help (I suspect there was some pity involved too) and unofficially hired me for the week. Basically, he runs a small e-commerce business that originally sold safety-related products but has branched out a bit.
Most of the work I did for him was data-entry related. For instance, he was transferring one of his sites, Lights for all Occasions, to a new platform. One thing this meant that all the URLs would end up changing, which would break any links that pointing to the site, which would be a Bad Thing. To prevent this from happening, he compiled a list of all of the old site's URLs, and had me use the product numbers and such to find the corresponding URLs on the new site (hosted on a staging server). And I had to do this before the new site when up.
Basically this amounted to two hours of pressing Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V (copy & paste). My left hand hurt afterwards.
Other things I did:
Maybe it's the money, or the free lunch Bro Vaughan was kind enough to provide me, but, all in all, I think I like this "work" thing. It feels rather fulfilling.
(Granted, I can see the commute getting on my nerves.)
Fortunately, that changed this week. Brother Vaughan, an entrepreneur in our ward, needed some cheap help (I suspect there was some pity involved too) and unofficially hired me for the week. Basically, he runs a small e-commerce business that originally sold safety-related products but has branched out a bit.
Most of the work I did for him was data-entry related. For instance, he was transferring one of his sites, Lights for all Occasions, to a new platform. One thing this meant that all the URLs would end up changing, which would break any links that pointing to the site, which would be a Bad Thing. To prevent this from happening, he compiled a list of all of the old site's URLs, and had me use the product numbers and such to find the corresponding URLs on the new site (hosted on a staging server). And I had to do this before the new site when up.
Basically this amounted to two hours of pressing Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V (copy & paste). My left hand hurt afterwards.
Other things I did:
- Added headings and descriptions to all the product category pages for three of his sites.
- Filled the empty "Department" and category pages with products (or removed them entirely).
- Applied quantity discounts to products.
- Laminated 300 safety cards.
- Put lots of AA batteries into little ziplock bags.
Maybe it's the money, or the free lunch Bro Vaughan was kind enough to provide me, but, all in all, I think I like this "work" thing. It feels rather fulfilling.
(Granted, I can see the commute getting on my nerves.)
Friday, October 2, 2009
Chilly
A "cold" front has been going through our house as of late, and I am the most recent victim to succumb to its effects.
In other words, I'm sick.
Thankfully, it's not swine flu or ebola or something. I know this because I'm experiencing my standard cold symptoms: stuffy nose, perpetually "full" bladder, general chilliness, and lethargy (I'm not a really vomiter or sneezer). The worst part is that most of these symptoms is that I usually don't notice them right when I wake up, but rather a few hours later. Back when I was in school this meant I occasionally went to school sick, and in that case I usually didn't think it was worth the effort to contact the proper channels and go home.
The worst time this happened to me was back in 4th or 5th grade where I ended up emptying the contents of my stomach onto the floor of a carpeted portable when trying to get myself a drink of water. This incident ended up giving me the appellation of "Barfzilla" amongst some students.
The second worst time this happened was in a high school gym class (6th period, I think), where I ran a mile (slowly). I could barely walk after going home.
Anyways, I feel like taking a hot bath. That usually helps me feel better.
In other words, I'm sick.
Thankfully, it's not swine flu or ebola or something. I know this because I'm experiencing my standard cold symptoms: stuffy nose, perpetually "full" bladder, general chilliness, and lethargy (I'm not a really vomiter or sneezer). The worst part is that most of these symptoms is that I usually don't notice them right when I wake up, but rather a few hours later. Back when I was in school this meant I occasionally went to school sick, and in that case I usually didn't think it was worth the effort to contact the proper channels and go home.
The worst time this happened to me was back in 4th or 5th grade where I ended up emptying the contents of my stomach onto the floor of a carpeted portable when trying to get myself a drink of water. This incident ended up giving me the appellation of "Barfzilla" amongst some students.
The second worst time this happened was in a high school gym class (6th period, I think), where I ran a mile (slowly). I could barely walk after going home.
Anyways, I feel like taking a hot bath. That usually helps me feel better.
Monday, September 21, 2009
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