It's so great to come back to this thing months later and realize that I definitely go through phases of crazy. And just so there is no more cause for confusion, let me just say I have wild mood swings when I blog since I only blog if i'm super bored (like now) or super some other emotion like irritated.
So quick update for the fam. Got three internships. One at a music mag called Blur for graphic design, basically I get to lay out the entire magazine and perhaps even some advertisements for local businesses that buy ad space. That one runs for 3 issues or 12 weeks. Luckily only that long, more on that later
Second is doing PR at the UGA College of Veterinarian Medicine. That one is ... duh PR. So that's writing articles or a newsletter, putting together website, doing the whole social media thing, video for the school, promotions for alumni and whatnot. Anyway, it's for a year, until December -- later in the spring is a possibility (tho slim) of getting paid a little for my time there. The lady seems super nice and her associate is also a military brat so that is always a common bond. It should be good. I might even get some event planning experience later on too.
Third is marking and promotions at this magazine called Southern Distinction. Nice magazine, like thick glossy paper like National Geographic. Of course their stories are all ad-driven which in newspapers would be so frowned upon, but hey, ya know, it's a business and I dont want to be a reporter anyway. And shes apparently putting me in charge of the other promotions interns cuz she needs a second set of eyes and someone to keep everyone on track. So, awesome managerial experience! That's also till December. This lady is sort of intense, but I think she has a way of doing things and once I learn it, it won't be intense.
All three of these things are running at the same time soooo I'm going to be working like 55 hours a week between that and work. So for three months I'll be like... wooo, well it will be interesting to say the least.
Added bonus, I also have a client, NetStream Consulting who is having me do their marketing materials. Paid! Woot. It'll be some nice spending money in any case, since I dont know when they'd be actualy paying me. I thought it would be short term but it looks like they are going to want some ongoing graphic work and they have some longer term goals in mind for it. So, that's awesome for me. I'm a freelancer!
I also had a dream that I was pregnant and it was a little girl just like I wanted, and no, it wasn't John's. I actually don't know whose it was father-wise, but anyway, she was perfect. I still woke up freaked out cuz the baby was "kicking" or something and I must have been sleeping on my fist or something. Anyway.
John and I are fine. I'm in a content with him phase, so much better than the, I dont want to be with him anymore phase. I still dont want to marry him. I sorta wish I was closer to that stage of my life though now. I've determined my ideal guy doens't exist or is gay... so ho hum what's a girl to do? My ideal guy would have the following loves -- or at least 4/6? : (in no particular order)
- traveling
- reading
- cooking/eating
- 80s music
- the outdoors
- trying new things (anything from swing dancing to sky diving)
My ideal guy also would need to be on the same page as me financially, frugal but still having finer things sometimes. He would need to be willing to equally share in the relationship, ie, I'm not always doing all the cooking, shopping, cleaning, etc. (like I do now... erg). I suppose we should have similar ideas on child rearing and how many kids and when. I really only want one, but I would be okay with two. No more than two though, especially if I dont get married till like 28 (ugh old). And he would have to know how to be romantic without being over the top, ie hand holding, door getting, flower buying, but not all the time, just enough to keep it special. And we would have to have sort of compatible love languages (please reference five love languages book for details). I am service and quality time, in that order. Also, ideally he would come from a good genetic line so that my baby girl will be exactly as I imagine her to be.
When someone find this person, I get first dibs, thanks.
That's it, now I gotta go be a good "wifey" and make dinner....
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Today
Quick update. I finished a 22 page term paper yesterday. I feel it deserves an A. I had to reprint it cuz the first time I printed it I hadn't run spellchecker (and had spelled the name of one county incorrectly the entire 22 pages! = not good). So I was running around campus frantically in heels no less trying to get it fixed and reprinted. Luckily John was working so he printed it for me else I would have had to print 22 pages out for 50 cents a page! (Because I had color graphs).
I'm no longer so irritated with John. Maybe becuase the stress is gone a little bit. I am still irritated with Brian, but in my less irrational state, I feel that it doesn't matter anyway since even before she came to live with him it's not like we ever did anything. We occassionaly throw around the idea of "hanging out", but lets be honest and admit that that doesn't happen.
I feel like I need to be more learned.
I'm also going to a corn maze tonight with a bunch of Catholics (gosh I say that like they are terrorists or minorities or something.... lol). Should be fun. Hopefully it doesn't rain, but i need a nap before hand, so byae.
I'm no longer so irritated with John. Maybe becuase the stress is gone a little bit. I am still irritated with Brian, but in my less irrational state, I feel that it doesn't matter anyway since even before she came to live with him it's not like we ever did anything. We occassionaly throw around the idea of "hanging out", but lets be honest and admit that that doesn't happen.
I feel like I need to be more learned.
I'm also going to a corn maze tonight with a bunch of Catholics (gosh I say that like they are terrorists or minorities or something.... lol). Should be fun. Hopefully it doesn't rain, but i need a nap before hand, so byae.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
new post
I'm going to start writing in this thing again. Promise. John's boring the crap out of me. I can't wait to leave here and start my real life. I still sort of have a crush on Brian I think, which only came up when I realized I shouldn't be THIS jealous about him having his ex-girlfriend around. It's okay, I saw her and I'm definitely at least comparable to her, and I have a brain. I say that I have a brain not because I know for a fact she's more retarded than me, but when I go to work and (yeah she was kicked out of her house or something and is now living with Brian and needed a job so I got her one at my work because Brian tricked me into giving him the information, but I would have given it anyway, even if I had known it was for her, because it would make him happy.) Anyway, so she is at training when I came in for work and when she left, my boss comes over and is like, "yeah, we always have one person that I have to repeat everything and doesn't get it the first time.... that was her." Soooo..... yeah. Nicole 1 - Her 0.
I have a paper to write today, I also have to take the recycling out and go to the movies today. I invited Brian to go with me. I know he'll flake out. I'm going regardless to see 9. John would probably like to go, but I don't care, I want to do something without him, even if that means by myself.
The guineas are getting blessed today. I have to get that ready. Bya.
I have a paper to write today, I also have to take the recycling out and go to the movies today. I invited Brian to go with me. I know he'll flake out. I'm going regardless to see 9. John would probably like to go, but I don't care, I want to do something without him, even if that means by myself.
The guineas are getting blessed today. I have to get that ready. Bya.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Spinach and Sun-Dried Tomato Pasta
INGREDIENTS
- 1 cup chicken broth
- 12 sun-dried tomatoes
- 1 (8 ounce) package uncooked penne pasta
- 1 tablespoon olive oil
- 1/4 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes
- 1 clove garlic, minced
- 1 bunch fresh spinach, rinsed and torn into bite-size pieces
- 1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese
DIRECTIONS
- Bring a large pot of lightly salted water to a boil. Place penne pasta in the pot, cook 9 to 12 minutes, until al dente, and drain.
- Heat the olive oil and red pepper flakes in a skillet over medium heat, and saute the garlic 1 minute, until tender. Mix in the spinach, and cook until almost wilted. Pour in the reserved broth, and stir in the chopped sun-dried tomatoes. Continue cooking 2 minutes, or until heated through.
- In a large bowl, toss the cooked pasta with the spinach and tomato mixture. Serve with Parmesan cheese.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
close cals
So I figure I must be destined to die in a car accident or something. The last three the last five days I've almost died in a car accident. Neither of which would have been my fault, both of which I narrowly escaped tragedy.
The first time, I was coming back from dinner with friends on Friday and I was coming on to the ramp that is the exit to where I live. And this semi goes past the exit and then it's as if the semi driver realizes he missed the exit and he starts going over those double lines into the exit turn off. So I had slowed down to get on the exit, and the semi had kept his speed while he sped past the exit, so when he started coming into my lane he was going slightly faster than me and was veering in front of me and clearly didn't see me. So there I was finding myself about to be going under a semi and flattened by back wheels so I had to go off into the shoulder to get out of the way.
Then today, I was driving to school, and it's a one lane road that's two lanes wide so that cars can go around buses when they are at the bus stops. So I stop behind this bus because it didn't really give me enough space to get by when it stopped, and I squeezed past and I had three people behind me and we're coming up this hill and there's this spot for U-turns in the median. So this car comes whipping around this corner, doesn't even stop even though three cars are like right there. It was all slow-motion for me cuz I saw this car, and I felt me swerving out of the way (he was towards the back end of my car, like if we had hit he would have hit the driver side back door). And I saw the look on this one kid's face that was standing at the bus stop (the next one that the bus that we had passed hadn't got to yet). And when I looked back, the car that almost hit me had almost hit the person who was directly behind me, and they had all come to a complete stop. Seriously. I was like... phew.
So far I have a 92 on the Communication Law test I took. That is before the essay grade, but I know I did the essay well. So looks like I made an A on the test :)
The first time, I was coming back from dinner with friends on Friday and I was coming on to the ramp that is the exit to where I live. And this semi goes past the exit and then it's as if the semi driver realizes he missed the exit and he starts going over those double lines into the exit turn off. So I had slowed down to get on the exit, and the semi had kept his speed while he sped past the exit, so when he started coming into my lane he was going slightly faster than me and was veering in front of me and clearly didn't see me. So there I was finding myself about to be going under a semi and flattened by back wheels so I had to go off into the shoulder to get out of the way.
Then today, I was driving to school, and it's a one lane road that's two lanes wide so that cars can go around buses when they are at the bus stops. So I stop behind this bus because it didn't really give me enough space to get by when it stopped, and I squeezed past and I had three people behind me and we're coming up this hill and there's this spot for U-turns in the median. So this car comes whipping around this corner, doesn't even stop even though three cars are like right there. It was all slow-motion for me cuz I saw this car, and I felt me swerving out of the way (he was towards the back end of my car, like if we had hit he would have hit the driver side back door). And I saw the look on this one kid's face that was standing at the bus stop (the next one that the bus that we had passed hadn't got to yet). And when I looked back, the car that almost hit me had almost hit the person who was directly behind me, and they had all come to a complete stop. Seriously. I was like... phew.
So far I have a 92 on the Communication Law test I took. That is before the essay grade, but I know I did the essay well. So looks like I made an A on the test :)
Thursday, February 5, 2009
long awaited update
So, I know it's been a while since I've posted. Needless to say I've been very busy. Like wooo super busy. Today however, was the day the busy ended. I actually didn't know what it felt like to have nothing to do. Not exactly nothing per se, I could stand to do some laundry but it's definitely not an imminent concern.
As it was, I blew my law test out of the water. Unlike other tests that I've "felt" ready for, before, this time it was different. This time I was "that person" who everyone asks questions from right before the test. I was "that person" that you're jealous of because you know they know what they're talking about and are going to do well on the test. I was "that person" that thought the test was a breeze while everyone else talked about it like it was the worst thing to have happened to them. I nailed that sucker, and damn right that I should. I had been studying from day one -- well maybe day four -- but certainly the most studying that I heard people had been doing was three maybe four days tops before the exam. I was "that person" that just ruined the curve for everyone else. It was true/false, multiple choice, and one essay -- and people were like "it was tricky". I felt it wasn't tricky at all if you knew everything from the inside and out. We'll we'll see I guess.
My guineas are doing good. I "taught" them a new trick -- well really they just recognize me now I think. When I start yelling "who's my guineas!?" Big comes to the side of the cage that my voice is on and puts his nose up in the air. Big is also really good about knowing when I open the front small door of the cage, treats come out, so he comes over every time and gets right up and starts trying to stick his big ol' head out of the cage. Usually Boo is too scared to come to the door and get the food from me even though he knows it's there -- heck he can see it, unlike Big. So he usually just tries to steal it from Big, but Big is... big... so it usually doesn't work unless Boo gets it far enough away that Big can't see him. Today though, it was the funniest thing ever. Big as usual came to get the treat and pulled it from my hand and carried it to the back of the cage. Then he ran into Boo. I thought he just didn't see Boo at first, but then he kept nudging Boo out of the way and making him walk around the edge of the cage till Boo was forced around to the front where the door is where I give treats. And Boo got his treat. It was like Big was saying, hey man, this is how it's done, now stop stealing my food. It was so funny. I'll have to post some pictures sometime. It's cute. Boo is still skiddish. Who knew the name Boo would have fit him so well. He's getting used to me, but he's still more traumatized cuz he's the unlucky one to be a silky haired guinea -- which means he doesn't shed much -- and that means that John likes him best cuz John has this weird thing about pet hair, any pet hair at all, even like two strands, being on him or his clothes. So he won't pick up Big or play with him cuz he's like a huge shedding furball of orange hair. He'll just pick up Boo -- and hold him out in front of him at almost arms length and just hold him out there, poor Boo. Again with posting pictures.
I have two new recipes to post. One cassarole, it's a good one. I don't remember the other recipe kind off the top of my head but it's alright too.
Tomorrow night me and my friends are going out to have a celebratory dinner. Hugo passed his grad school paper things he had to write. Tyler got promoted and got into grad school. I kicked ass on my communication law test. I'm sure Katie did something, it was exam week so she might have had one, but I'm sure she can just celebrate being alive. We're eating at high dining, Johnny Carino's!! Yums.
Getting Air Force stuff on the roll slowly but surely. Of course I emailed this guy at the UGA AFROTC to ask about the AFOQT (us Air Force and our acronyms...) and this guy who will remain nameless totally didn't read my email. I asked him when they offered the test and who I needed to get in contact with. Told him I wanted to be able to have time to study and that I wasn't in that much of a hurry as I don't graduate until December. Signed my name with my contact information. --- He replied Mr. Owen. He also only told me of only one test they were offering, Feb 14 (ie, not any time to study, like a week), and told me to contact this other guy, who he didn't give me the information for. Really. I know they offer it on a quarterly basis. I was so mad about the Mr. Owen thing though that I didn't reply till today. I more thoroughly reexplained what I was looking for, thanked him for his continuing help in the matter, and signed my name Miss Nicole Owen. Looks like I'm going to have some butts to whip in shape when I get in -- honestly... what is up with the incompetence lately?
The roommates no longer want any "mediation" as there have been "no further incidents".
I think that is really all of import. Everything else is good. I'm getting better at Guitar Hero day by day. :)
Woot. Long day, so I'm off to bed.
As it was, I blew my law test out of the water. Unlike other tests that I've "felt" ready for, before, this time it was different. This time I was "that person" who everyone asks questions from right before the test. I was "that person" that you're jealous of because you know they know what they're talking about and are going to do well on the test. I was "that person" that thought the test was a breeze while everyone else talked about it like it was the worst thing to have happened to them. I nailed that sucker, and damn right that I should. I had been studying from day one -- well maybe day four -- but certainly the most studying that I heard people had been doing was three maybe four days tops before the exam. I was "that person" that just ruined the curve for everyone else. It was true/false, multiple choice, and one essay -- and people were like "it was tricky". I felt it wasn't tricky at all if you knew everything from the inside and out. We'll we'll see I guess.
My guineas are doing good. I "taught" them a new trick -- well really they just recognize me now I think. When I start yelling "who's my guineas!?" Big comes to the side of the cage that my voice is on and puts his nose up in the air. Big is also really good about knowing when I open the front small door of the cage, treats come out, so he comes over every time and gets right up and starts trying to stick his big ol' head out of the cage. Usually Boo is too scared to come to the door and get the food from me even though he knows it's there -- heck he can see it, unlike Big. So he usually just tries to steal it from Big, but Big is... big... so it usually doesn't work unless Boo gets it far enough away that Big can't see him. Today though, it was the funniest thing ever. Big as usual came to get the treat and pulled it from my hand and carried it to the back of the cage. Then he ran into Boo. I thought he just didn't see Boo at first, but then he kept nudging Boo out of the way and making him walk around the edge of the cage till Boo was forced around to the front where the door is where I give treats. And Boo got his treat. It was like Big was saying, hey man, this is how it's done, now stop stealing my food. It was so funny. I'll have to post some pictures sometime. It's cute. Boo is still skiddish. Who knew the name Boo would have fit him so well. He's getting used to me, but he's still more traumatized cuz he's the unlucky one to be a silky haired guinea -- which means he doesn't shed much -- and that means that John likes him best cuz John has this weird thing about pet hair, any pet hair at all, even like two strands, being on him or his clothes. So he won't pick up Big or play with him cuz he's like a huge shedding furball of orange hair. He'll just pick up Boo -- and hold him out in front of him at almost arms length and just hold him out there, poor Boo. Again with posting pictures.
I have two new recipes to post. One cassarole, it's a good one. I don't remember the other recipe kind off the top of my head but it's alright too.
Tomorrow night me and my friends are going out to have a celebratory dinner. Hugo passed his grad school paper things he had to write. Tyler got promoted and got into grad school. I kicked ass on my communication law test. I'm sure Katie did something, it was exam week so she might have had one, but I'm sure she can just celebrate being alive. We're eating at high dining, Johnny Carino's!! Yums.
Getting Air Force stuff on the roll slowly but surely. Of course I emailed this guy at the UGA AFROTC to ask about the AFOQT (us Air Force and our acronyms...) and this guy who will remain nameless totally didn't read my email. I asked him when they offered the test and who I needed to get in contact with. Told him I wanted to be able to have time to study and that I wasn't in that much of a hurry as I don't graduate until December. Signed my name with my contact information. --- He replied Mr. Owen. He also only told me of only one test they were offering, Feb 14 (ie, not any time to study, like a week), and told me to contact this other guy, who he didn't give me the information for. Really. I know they offer it on a quarterly basis. I was so mad about the Mr. Owen thing though that I didn't reply till today. I more thoroughly reexplained what I was looking for, thanked him for his continuing help in the matter, and signed my name Miss Nicole Owen. Looks like I'm going to have some butts to whip in shape when I get in -- honestly... what is up with the incompetence lately?
The roommates no longer want any "mediation" as there have been "no further incidents".
I think that is really all of import. Everything else is good. I'm getting better at Guitar Hero day by day. :)
Woot. Long day, so I'm off to bed.
Friday, December 19, 2008
recipe #13
So, I have to go through and edit my recipes so I can find them again.
But either way, I need to add this one since it seems like such a hit.
Double Layer Pumpkin Cheesecake
INGREDIENTS
2 (8 ounce) packages cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup white sugar
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
3 eggs
1 (9 inch) prepared graham cracker crust
premade pumkin pie mix
cinnamon
DIRECTIONS
Preheat oven to 350degrees F In a large bowl, combine cream cheese, sugar and vanilla. Beat until smooth. Blend in eggs one at a time. Remove 1 cup of batter and spread into bottom of crust; set aside.
Add pumpkin and last egg to remaining batter and stir gently until well blended. Add extra cinnamon or nutmeg for flavor. Carefully spread over the batter in the crust.
Bake in preheated oven for an hour in a water bath, or until center is almost set. Allow to cool, then refrigerate for 3 hours or overnight. Cover with whipped topping before serving.
But either way, I need to add this one since it seems like such a hit.
Double Layer Pumpkin Cheesecake
INGREDIENTS
2 (8 ounce) packages cream cheese, softened
1/2 cup white sugar
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
3 eggs
1 (9 inch) prepared graham cracker crust
premade pumkin pie mix
cinnamon
DIRECTIONS
Preheat oven to 350degrees F In a large bowl, combine cream cheese, sugar and vanilla. Beat until smooth. Blend in eggs one at a time. Remove 1 cup of batter and spread into bottom of crust; set aside.
Add pumpkin and last egg to remaining batter and stir gently until well blended. Add extra cinnamon or nutmeg for flavor. Carefully spread over the batter in the crust.
Bake in preheated oven for an hour in a water bath, or until center is almost set. Allow to cool, then refrigerate for 3 hours or overnight. Cover with whipped topping before serving.
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