Thursday, August 19, 2010
" A house divided against itself cannot stand." --Abraham Lincoln
Me and Kim probably won't kill each other. The only thong we disagree on is food which is minor at worst. I think we can do this.
I also managed to get the rest of my stuff out of my dorm with Kim and Justin's help. They're wonderful friends.
We bought an awesome doormat with a big "K" on it. For Kim and Karen.
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Saturday, August 14, 2010
"All great achievements require time." --Maya Angelou
Well I'm mostly done. Now all that's left are the bits that I was avoiding anyway. I've even started washing the dishes that I need to pack. Mortimer doesn't look too perked up. There's still hope yet.
Still have to tackle under the beds. Yuck. I hate being a grown up.
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"Froyo is proof God loves us and wants us to be happy." --Benjamin Franklin
Okay perhaps a slight misquotation but true nonetheless. (By the way, "nonetheless" is one of my favorite words because you don't have to use spaces yet it's still a correct word.) I awoke unnaturally early this morning with no provocation, only to find that Android wanted to update. I said yes. And lo and behold, froyo. I hadn't been looking at the differences between 2.2 and 2.1 because I was afraid I'd get jealous. The only change that I knew for sure was that flash was available on 2.2. But guess what!!!! I now have 5 home screens instead of 3. I know that sounds silly but I lurv it. There's also a phone button and a browser button built into the bottom of the home screens. I've definitely been missing that phone button but the browser button is pretty cool too.
Wow. This is a really long post to make from my phone. I'm getting so much better at typing on it, though only whilst it reposes on my bed. Well it's a start.
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Friday, August 13, 2010
" Without hard work, nothing grows but weeds." --Gordon B. Hinckley
But with no work at all you get a brown aloe plant. Honestly, I forgot he was there until I cleaned off my dresser. Poor Mortimer. He's not dead yet, and he may survive yet. Only time will tell.
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A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing." --Emo Philips
I think my room is winning. I've taken all of 2 boxes down to my car. Fortunately I remembered that my computer has a TV tuner. Of course that also give me something to look at rather than pack.
“Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.” --Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Louisiana Lingo time! Today's phrase is: "come see."
come see (kum sē) v. 1. to look at 2. to join the speaker and peruse the object of the speaker's attention with him. 3. to join the speaker in a conversation.
Example: What an awesome YouTube video--Karen, come see!
Example: Karen, I'm confused. Come see for a minute.
This is quite possibly my least favorite of my newly learned Louisiana lingo. There are days at work that I feel like I'm surrounded by those seagulls on Finding Nemo that say, "Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!" all the time, except it's, "Karen, come see!" "Oh, come see!" "Come see, come see!" "Come see Karen!" "This is so funny, come see!" "Miss Karen, come see!" And if I hesitate or tell the speaker no, they become more insistent saying, "Come see, come see, come see, come see..." until you respond appropriately.
At camp Carl insisted that I "come see" and I told her to "go see," and she got confused. What kills me is that sometimes, it's just a summons to have a conversation, so rather than "Can I talk to you for a minute?" it's "Come see."
come see (kum sē) v. 1. to look at 2. to join the speaker and peruse the object of the speaker's attention with him. 3. to join the speaker in a conversation.
Example: What an awesome YouTube video--Karen, come see!
Example: Karen, I'm confused. Come see for a minute.
This is quite possibly my least favorite of my newly learned Louisiana lingo. There are days at work that I feel like I'm surrounded by those seagulls on Finding Nemo that say, "Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!" all the time, except it's, "Karen, come see!" "Oh, come see!" "Come see, come see!" "Come see Karen!" "This is so funny, come see!" "Miss Karen, come see!" And if I hesitate or tell the speaker no, they become more insistent saying, "Come see, come see, come see, come see..." until you respond appropriately.
At camp Carl insisted that I "come see" and I told her to "go see," and she got confused. What kills me is that sometimes, it's just a summons to have a conversation, so rather than "Can I talk to you for a minute?" it's "Come see."
"You must empty a box before you fill it again." --Irish Proverb
Kim gave me ten empty plastic tubs last night. She apparently was concerned earlier in the day that there were still a few boxes at the church that she could have emptied, but did not. I think I'll manage. If I do somehow fill them up, I'll use my eleventy-million and four bags to bring things over.
I took a few boxes and a GI-GAN-TIC bag to Justin and Hayden's last night. I have now claimed the corner of their dining room. Of course, that should be fine as they have no dining room table currently. Dave and Sarra offered theirs to them, which I think they should take, but not until I move in upstairs and they have room for it. Because the corner is MINE.
I'm thinking of annexing Deb's room. She's not there, and they've cleaned it, so if the door is still open this weekend, boxes might get slud in there while I'm packing (yes, slud, ala Dizzy Dean). Though, I am afraid that someone important will come along and throw my stuff away, which would make my heart sad, and eyes cry. So we'll see what happens.
God a magic box in the mail: it puts my computer on the TV. When I first tried it out, the image was black&white and cycled so fast I couldn't see what was going on--almost like the old days when they scrambled HBO on cable. Well I fiddled and fiddled with it, and I searched solutions on my phone (I don't have internet right now), and couldn't figure it out, and was about resolved to believe that I wasn't going to be able to figure it out and was just going to have to go to Dave & Sarra's without figuring it out--but then, lo and behold! A light descended upon the one inch of the magic box that I had not inspected closely. The label underneath it said "1/2 ON NTSC; 1/2 OFF PAL." I thought, "Surely, they wouldn't ship this set to PAL--I mean I bought it from the states, and therefore, it should be set accordingly." I decided, however, to leave no stone unturned, so I took my longest nail, and jabbed it into the microscopic recess in the magic box, and flipped the two minuscule switches in the other direction, and as if a gin of old had come through weaving his wondrous powers, the picture suddenly appeared clearly on the surface of the TV. Wondrous magic box.
Too bad I have no internet, and cannot watch Hulu on my TV right now. It will come in handy later when we have internet and no cable in our apartment. We'll be able to watch TV-things on the TV. Only down-side to the magic box is that it does not have anything for audio. I happen to have been blessed with amazing speakers, so we will simply have to leave them in the living room.
I took a few boxes and a GI-GAN-TIC bag to Justin and Hayden's last night. I have now claimed the corner of their dining room. Of course, that should be fine as they have no dining room table currently. Dave and Sarra offered theirs to them, which I think they should take, but not until I move in upstairs and they have room for it. Because the corner is MINE.
I'm thinking of annexing Deb's room. She's not there, and they've cleaned it, so if the door is still open this weekend, boxes might get slud in there while I'm packing (yes, slud, ala Dizzy Dean). Though, I am afraid that someone important will come along and throw my stuff away, which would make my heart sad, and eyes cry. So we'll see what happens.
God a magic box in the mail: it puts my computer on the TV. When I first tried it out, the image was black&white and cycled so fast I couldn't see what was going on--almost like the old days when they scrambled HBO on cable. Well I fiddled and fiddled with it, and I searched solutions on my phone (I don't have internet right now), and couldn't figure it out, and was about resolved to believe that I wasn't going to be able to figure it out and was just going to have to go to Dave & Sarra's without figuring it out--but then, lo and behold! A light descended upon the one inch of the magic box that I had not inspected closely. The label underneath it said "1/2 ON NTSC; 1/2 OFF PAL." I thought, "Surely, they wouldn't ship this set to PAL--I mean I bought it from the states, and therefore, it should be set accordingly." I decided, however, to leave no stone unturned, so I took my longest nail, and jabbed it into the microscopic recess in the magic box, and flipped the two minuscule switches in the other direction, and as if a gin of old had come through weaving his wondrous powers, the picture suddenly appeared clearly on the surface of the TV. Wondrous magic box.
Too bad I have no internet, and cannot watch Hulu on my TV right now. It will come in handy later when we have internet and no cable in our apartment. We'll be able to watch TV-things on the TV. Only down-side to the magic box is that it does not have anything for audio. I happen to have been blessed with amazing speakers, so we will simply have to leave them in the living room.
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