Take this promise to the end of you
Jan. 5th, 2010 12:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
exsequarMy first post of the new year was a flaily request for downloads of Big Fat Quiz of the Year. I feel this is appropriate.
Now for a semi-real post. I don't have energy to actually say a lot, but. I use this as a record of my life so here's the cliff notes.
Christmas Eve, I ran out of gas! Luckily it was only that, and I was 5 minutes away from my uncle's house where he had a can of gas for his lawnmower, so it was an easy fix (my dad actually rescued me), but that was a scary moment!
Christmas day: Morning present session with Dad and siblings and uncle and aunt and cousin. Whee. Day spent lounging about and playing with new pressies. Cousins came down from Lansing for Xmas dinner and moar presents. Lots of fun since I love my entire family whole whole bunches! \o/
Day after Christmas: drove down to Cleveland with siblings to meet up with mom and her side of the extended family. Hung out with my adorable little cousins and sister (girls ages 7-15 and a 15 year old boy) and generally had a blast. Stayed up late watching Band of Brothers every night, woke up late every morning, played out in the snow, etc etc. Basically just a lovely vacation.
Few days later: drove my sister and myself back up to Lansing to meet with Dad again and hang with those cousins for longer. Had girls' day with my cousin Meg and her daughter Hazel in which we watched loads of Big Bang Theory, yay. Went to see Sherlock Holmes - funny and entertaining but too revoltingly modern for my tastes. (They took a classic smart story/character and added Fighting! Sexual tension! Explosions! Hilarious mental instability! Shirtless RDJ! I was laughing, but I was also cringing a bit. Oh Hollywood.) Generally had a good time hanging out with my smart and funny family - I get pretty much all of my personality and tastes from them, so it's always delightful. :) I learned that my dad went through a major World War II kick, so as I learn more (and I will!) from my BoB obsession, I can totally talk to him about it. Pretty cool!
I also had a mini-revelation. I was talking with my dad and my cousin's husband Jeff about how I wasn't sure what career I wanted to pursue. I said I wasn't sure I wanted to be in academics, and Jeff said "Do you like to sell yourself? Because you have to to get grants." And I went "...actually, I HATE selling myself. I despise it more than anything, really." And that was just kind of an eye-opening reduction of the problem. If I'm not good at telling other people they should give me money, I just shouldn't be a PI of a big lab, period. This doesn't rule out a liberal arts college or something, but i definitely shouldn't work at a big university. Always nice to rule things out!
I love how as I get farther into an entry, I get more verbose. I may not like to sell myself, but I do like the sound of my own... typing. :P
As for my most exciting Christmas presents, I do believe my boyfriend wins the gold star. He got me Inglourious Basterds on DVD (YAY) and... wait for it... Richard Castle's novel Heat Wave. HEEE. I cracked up so hard when I saw it. ABC published a "novel", likely written by someone on the writing staff but credited to Castle himself, and I'm betting it's hilarious. There really is a sex scene on page 105! :D I also got a brand spanking new pair of Converse, which I neeeded - they're Sycamore green and sooo pretty. My mom got me a movie set in Ireland and a book set in Ireland, lolz. My dad got me the first season of Sarah Connor Chronicles so I should get on top of that soon!
Alright, lovers. I'm gonna sign off and continue to be anti-social. (I just kicked out the boyfriend and decided not to hang with the roomies and friends in the living room. Definitely a loner kind of night.) ♥
Now for a semi-real post. I don't have energy to actually say a lot, but. I use this as a record of my life so here's the cliff notes.
Christmas Eve, I ran out of gas! Luckily it was only that, and I was 5 minutes away from my uncle's house where he had a can of gas for his lawnmower, so it was an easy fix (my dad actually rescued me), but that was a scary moment!
Christmas day: Morning present session with Dad and siblings and uncle and aunt and cousin. Whee. Day spent lounging about and playing with new pressies. Cousins came down from Lansing for Xmas dinner and moar presents. Lots of fun since I love my entire family whole whole bunches! \o/
Day after Christmas: drove down to Cleveland with siblings to meet up with mom and her side of the extended family. Hung out with my adorable little cousins and sister (girls ages 7-15 and a 15 year old boy) and generally had a blast. Stayed up late watching Band of Brothers every night, woke up late every morning, played out in the snow, etc etc. Basically just a lovely vacation.
Few days later: drove my sister and myself back up to Lansing to meet with Dad again and hang with those cousins for longer. Had girls' day with my cousin Meg and her daughter Hazel in which we watched loads of Big Bang Theory, yay. Went to see Sherlock Holmes - funny and entertaining but too revoltingly modern for my tastes. (They took a classic smart story/character and added Fighting! Sexual tension! Explosions! Hilarious mental instability! Shirtless RDJ! I was laughing, but I was also cringing a bit. Oh Hollywood.) Generally had a good time hanging out with my smart and funny family - I get pretty much all of my personality and tastes from them, so it's always delightful. :) I learned that my dad went through a major World War II kick, so as I learn more (and I will!) from my BoB obsession, I can totally talk to him about it. Pretty cool!
I also had a mini-revelation. I was talking with my dad and my cousin's husband Jeff about how I wasn't sure what career I wanted to pursue. I said I wasn't sure I wanted to be in academics, and Jeff said "Do you like to sell yourself? Because you have to to get grants." And I went "...actually, I HATE selling myself. I despise it more than anything, really." And that was just kind of an eye-opening reduction of the problem. If I'm not good at telling other people they should give me money, I just shouldn't be a PI of a big lab, period. This doesn't rule out a liberal arts college or something, but i definitely shouldn't work at a big university. Always nice to rule things out!
I love how as I get farther into an entry, I get more verbose. I may not like to sell myself, but I do like the sound of my own... typing. :P
As for my most exciting Christmas presents, I do believe my boyfriend wins the gold star. He got me Inglourious Basterds on DVD (YAY) and... wait for it... Richard Castle's novel Heat Wave. HEEE. I cracked up so hard when I saw it. ABC published a "novel", likely written by someone on the writing staff but credited to Castle himself, and I'm betting it's hilarious. There really is a sex scene on page 105! :D I also got a brand spanking new pair of Converse, which I neeeded - they're Sycamore green and sooo pretty. My mom got me a movie set in Ireland and a book set in Ireland, lolz. My dad got me the first season of Sarah Connor Chronicles so I should get on top of that soon!
Alright, lovers. I'm gonna sign off and continue to be anti-social. (I just kicked out the boyfriend and decided not to hang with the roomies and friends in the living room. Definitely a loner kind of night.) ♥
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Date: 2010-01-05 07:46 am (UTC)I am also having a loner night. Blerg.