Cats are better than babies because:
you don't have to clean up their poop on a daily basis.
[ie, changing diaper vs. changing litter box]
Babies are better than cats because:
their claws aren't as sharp.
[ie, scratches all over my chest from Claws running laps around the bed]
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Nascar Style
I forgot my MacBook charger, so this is going to be one heck of a quick update.
twitter.com/topperquirrel
That's possibly my new favorite thing.
I put together a pretty fun multimedia piece this week. Some of the audio was crap, and the owner kicked me out of the shop, so I think I'm gonna add it to my list of "things to shoot this summer."
I'm about to sign the lease on my next (way pricier) apartment for this fall.
I'm currently filling out my application for The Herald. I don't plan on doing any writing, just editing, because my schedule next semester will be photo-heavy.
Brian and I are working 13 hours this Saturday. PAY DAY! I love making $10 an hour.
I keep wearing the same jeans every Tuesday/Thursday. I really need to either do laundry or shave my legs. Both of these options are equally time consuming.
This week is Greek week, so I've been bonding with all the Fiji's. It's been glorious.
I put together a Facebook page for [bc]photography. You should find us and like us. And remember, the brackets make the difference.
Claws butt dialed Katie DeCillo last night. I kid you not. He sat on my phone, called her AND put her on speaker phone. I really do think he's taking over my life. Especially judging by the way he pounces on me until I get out of bed to feed him. Fatty. But he is a very cuddle baby.
Also, do I really want to pay $30 a month for him? Ahhhhh. I need another job. The Herald? Ok. I can't not have my kitten. He's my best friend and favorite cuddle buddy. I don't understand why they need $360 for my cat. The goal of adopting him was to keep him out of a shelter and give him a new life—not punish me for being a good person with a heart for animals. Whatever, I don't have enough battery to rant =)
I'm sure there are pictures somewhere of something I've done...
or not.
Also, Brian and I have been together a year and a half today?
Double also, I've been in college that long? Please just let me graduate.
twitter.com/topperquirrel
That's possibly my new favorite thing.
I put together a pretty fun multimedia piece this week. Some of the audio was crap, and the owner kicked me out of the shop, so I think I'm gonna add it to my list of "things to shoot this summer."
I'm about to sign the lease on my next (way pricier) apartment for this fall.
I'm currently filling out my application for The Herald. I don't plan on doing any writing, just editing, because my schedule next semester will be photo-heavy.
Brian and I are working 13 hours this Saturday. PAY DAY! I love making $10 an hour.
I keep wearing the same jeans every Tuesday/Thursday. I really need to either do laundry or shave my legs. Both of these options are equally time consuming.
This week is Greek week, so I've been bonding with all the Fiji's. It's been glorious.
I put together a Facebook page for [bc]photography. You should find us and like us. And remember, the brackets make the difference.
Claws butt dialed Katie DeCillo last night. I kid you not. He sat on my phone, called her AND put her on speaker phone. I really do think he's taking over my life. Especially judging by the way he pounces on me until I get out of bed to feed him. Fatty. But he is a very cuddle baby.
Also, do I really want to pay $30 a month for him? Ahhhhh. I need another job. The Herald? Ok. I can't not have my kitten. He's my best friend and favorite cuddle buddy. I don't understand why they need $360 for my cat. The goal of adopting him was to keep him out of a shelter and give him a new life—not punish me for being a good person with a heart for animals. Whatever, I don't have enough battery to rant =)
I'm sure there are pictures somewhere of something I've done...
or not.
Also, Brian and I have been together a year and a half today?
Double also, I've been in college that long? Please just let me graduate.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Mid-College Crisis: It's a real thing
At least, that's what many of my facebook friends say.
I just feel like I'm being pulled in 8 million directions.
Photo is expected to run my life. I'm sorry, I have 2 jobs and 5 other classes to work around—not to mention my subject's schedule. I'm actually dropping a class because I'm shooting 80% of the time the class is in session.
Except I can't drop the class due to a hold on my account because I got a parking ticket WHEN I STILL HAD TIME ON MY METER. I've spoken repeatedly with a woman at Parking and Transportation Services, and she said she would look into it and let me know, but I've called her repeatedly to no avail yet.
Kinda like the lady who backed into me 2 weeks ago. But she FINALLY answered her phone today. As it turns out, she's been in the hospital with pneumonia since the day after she hit me. Now I feel bad for calling her just about every day for 2 weeks. I'm so cool. I drove out to her house today (it had a "BEWARE OF DOG SIGN." Trying to show my dominance, I stepped out of the car and said hello and took a step toward him with my hand out, it cowered and ran away. I'm more scared of the average house mouse.)
Emily Yates and I have decided to be roommates ASAP. I had found a really nice apartment within walking distance of campus and asked my realtor about moving out early. She spoke with/emailed my landlord (whoever he may be) and we had a few conversations ending with "I've emailed him again and will let you know the second I know something new." That apartment is gone, and when my realtor took my rent money this morning, she didn't say anything. Awesome. PS, my bathroom walls are rotting. You're getting that call tomorrow, jerk.
Anyway, so Emily and I got hooked on walk2campus.com and toured the apartments on Tuesday. They are much more expensive than mine, but the fact that I won't have to buy a parking permit or walk to class, work or Brian's house, EVER might make up for that when gas is 3.79. Like it is right now. At least I bought a bike lock. Our apartment of choice is currently gutted and looks like poop, so there are no pictures. But it has a large kitchen and living room area, a dining room and a study. Also, we'll have our own laundry. That's what's up. (Sorry, but I'll be visiting less now, Clark and Momma.) We want to move in as soon as it's finished, but we don't know when that will be, so we just put down August 1. That cuts off a month of driving to work, at least. We're going to look at stuff at Big Lots tomorrow on our Grey's Anatomy date night. SO pumped.
I'm trying to plan my schedule for next semester, and since I'm on track hours-wise to graduate early, I have to think WAY ahead. Apparently the capstone class is only offered in the spring, which means I'll have to double up on photo classes, which is essentially a death wish. If I don't have time to shoot a picture story a week (which even the professor admits is unrealistic) what makes me think I'll have time for Web Narratives AND Practicum? I don't even know what those classes require. I hate hoe they expect photojournalism classes to be your number one priority. When it's my actual job, yes, it will be higher up on the list. But for now, there are a few more things above photo—one of them is school.
I know that wasn't 8 million, but if all I do is complain, you'll stop reading. Things get more exciting starting...NOW
Exciting things:
Our bus driver for the tours is on spring break, so all tours are walking tours. I LOVE doing them, because you really get to show campus off. However, Monday's tour got caught in the midst of a tornado warning. Awesome. We were stuck in the gym locker rooms for 45 minutes. They were real troopers, though, and we ran through the rain so they could eat. At least it was smashed potato day!
I've rearranged my apartment...again. I'm going to fall in love with it just in time to move out, probably. But I've been watching too much Nate Berkus, I think.
I spent Saturday and Sunday with Allie in Athens. Sunday was Friends and Family Day at Second Street, and it was really awesome to see everybody again. (Mom and Dad, everybody says hello. Especially Bobby and Mary Jesse.) The Swanger crew even made it down, minus David, so we played catch up for a while.
Those are all of the exciting things I can think of for now. Except that I just realized I missed "Off the Map."
Oh, part of the rearrangement included putting my coffee table against the wall because it just collects crap. Claws loves the extra space to play. He's been eating more, so I guess he's playing more? ...fatty.
There are approximately 5.5 weeks of school left. Somehow, I will survive this. It may not be pretty, but it will be done.
Also, just for the record, I liked the Grey's Anatomy musical last week. So take that, critics.
-Cat
I just feel like I'm being pulled in 8 million directions.
Photo is expected to run my life. I'm sorry, I have 2 jobs and 5 other classes to work around—not to mention my subject's schedule. I'm actually dropping a class because I'm shooting 80% of the time the class is in session.
Except I can't drop the class due to a hold on my account because I got a parking ticket WHEN I STILL HAD TIME ON MY METER. I've spoken repeatedly with a woman at Parking and Transportation Services, and she said she would look into it and let me know, but I've called her repeatedly to no avail yet.
Kinda like the lady who backed into me 2 weeks ago. But she FINALLY answered her phone today. As it turns out, she's been in the hospital with pneumonia since the day after she hit me. Now I feel bad for calling her just about every day for 2 weeks. I'm so cool. I drove out to her house today (it had a "BEWARE OF DOG SIGN." Trying to show my dominance, I stepped out of the car and said hello and took a step toward him with my hand out, it cowered and ran away. I'm more scared of the average house mouse.)
Emily Yates and I have decided to be roommates ASAP. I had found a really nice apartment within walking distance of campus and asked my realtor about moving out early. She spoke with/emailed my landlord (whoever he may be) and we had a few conversations ending with "I've emailed him again and will let you know the second I know something new." That apartment is gone, and when my realtor took my rent money this morning, she didn't say anything. Awesome. PS, my bathroom walls are rotting. You're getting that call tomorrow, jerk.
Anyway, so Emily and I got hooked on walk2campus.com and toured the apartments on Tuesday. They are much more expensive than mine, but the fact that I won't have to buy a parking permit or walk to class, work or Brian's house, EVER might make up for that when gas is 3.79. Like it is right now. At least I bought a bike lock. Our apartment of choice is currently gutted and looks like poop, so there are no pictures. But it has a large kitchen and living room area, a dining room and a study. Also, we'll have our own laundry. That's what's up. (Sorry, but I'll be visiting less now, Clark and Momma.) We want to move in as soon as it's finished, but we don't know when that will be, so we just put down August 1. That cuts off a month of driving to work, at least. We're going to look at stuff at Big Lots tomorrow on our Grey's Anatomy date night. SO pumped.
I'm trying to plan my schedule for next semester, and since I'm on track hours-wise to graduate early, I have to think WAY ahead. Apparently the capstone class is only offered in the spring, which means I'll have to double up on photo classes, which is essentially a death wish. If I don't have time to shoot a picture story a week (which even the professor admits is unrealistic) what makes me think I'll have time for Web Narratives AND Practicum? I don't even know what those classes require. I hate hoe they expect photojournalism classes to be your number one priority. When it's my actual job, yes, it will be higher up on the list. But for now, there are a few more things above photo—one of them is school.
I know that wasn't 8 million, but if all I do is complain, you'll stop reading. Things get more exciting starting...NOW
Exciting things:
Our bus driver for the tours is on spring break, so all tours are walking tours. I LOVE doing them, because you really get to show campus off. However, Monday's tour got caught in the midst of a tornado warning. Awesome. We were stuck in the gym locker rooms for 45 minutes. They were real troopers, though, and we ran through the rain so they could eat. At least it was smashed potato day!
I've rearranged my apartment...again. I'm going to fall in love with it just in time to move out, probably. But I've been watching too much Nate Berkus, I think.
I spent Saturday and Sunday with Allie in Athens. Sunday was Friends and Family Day at Second Street, and it was really awesome to see everybody again. (Mom and Dad, everybody says hello. Especially Bobby and Mary Jesse.) The Swanger crew even made it down, minus David, so we played catch up for a while.
Those are all of the exciting things I can think of for now. Except that I just realized I missed "Off the Map."
Oh, part of the rearrangement included putting my coffee table against the wall because it just collects crap. Claws loves the extra space to play. He's been eating more, so I guess he's playing more? ...fatty.
There are approximately 5.5 weeks of school left. Somehow, I will survive this. It may not be pretty, but it will be done.
Also, just for the record, I liked the Grey's Anatomy musical last week. So take that, critics.
-Cat
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)