Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Boo!

Happy Halloween!

To celebrate:

Going to see Saw III tonight with Shea and possibly Tom. Apparently I am the only one in our group that possesses both estrogen and a strong stomach. Dinner before or after the show?

I am wearing spider web earrings and a rubber spider. Must remember not to go anywhere near Kathleen.

Listening to SomaFM's "Doomed: Dark music for tortured souls" channel.

Prepared myself for the zombie hordes by listening to "When zombies attack" and also reminisced a little about World War Z.

Have to remember to watch Wicker Man tonight (the 1973 version, not the awful 2006 one), as it has become my annual thing. Burn baby, burn!

Hopefully all the above will make up for my being lame and missing the GSLIS Halloween party this past weekend. Isn't it ironic that the costumer (me) never has a costume for herself? Kind of like the saying about the cobbler's children having no shoes.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Stupid Grad School lack-of-money

Damn it! Now I REALLY want to go to ALA Midwinter in Seattle this January. Mostly so I can go visit this:

Science Fiction Museum and Hall of Fame.

Oh well, at least I got to go to New Orleans (librarians party HARD) and Kennedy Space Center this year. So, I guess I already got to see a nice representation of retro-space age life (Kennedy) and what it will look like after the nuclear apocalypse (New Orleans). Sort of.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Not enough time (or hardware)

I seem to be one of the few people on the social sites that I frequent who actually watches TV, much less owns one. Well, I do. I even pay for cable! Gasp. Anyway, I either need to get a TV tuner card for my computer (and a DVD burner) or buy about 23 more VCRs (yep, I still don't have TIVO). Here are tonight's shows that are making me wish that I had finished my paper and readings earlier. And that they weren't all on at the same time:

Dirty Jobs (The man has luscious forearms. And it's on multiple times today)
House (all-day marathon on USA!)
Shaun of the Dead (hee! zombies are cool.)
Great Museums (even though I am a heathen TV-owner, I do watch PBS)
Desperate Housewives (brainless and fun)
Sleepy Hollow (Johnny Depp. Enough said.)

34, going on 12

I'm going to take a lesson from Dooce:

You should know that I never say things on this website about my family that I wouldn’t say to their faces. That is a lesson I learned the hard way (what lesson have I not learned the hard way?).

Guess who read my blog recently? Yep, I'm off to eat some crow. Mmmm, crow.

Monday, October 23, 2006

The 'rents

Just got off the phone with my parents. They're coming to visit, which is nice, except for the fact that they are visiting the week before Thanksgiving. Why? I have no fucking idea. I tried to gently suggest that maybe Turkey Week was a better time, due to the fact that I won't have SCHOOL and WORK that week, but that was shot down. At least they are staying in a hotel and they are *not* bringing my sister with them, which is always a recipe for pouting (on her end) and a fight of some kind on everyone's part). No, she's not a teenager, she's 31. And still lives at home.

And every time they call I get the same thing:
"What are you up to?" Homework. "Still?" Well, it doesn't really end, I just have other assignments to work on. "What else are you doing?" Working, or other forms of schoolwork, mostly. Sometimes I actually go someplace other than campus, but not often, lately. "How much longer do you have until you are done with school" [gritting my teeth at this point] Well, I just started, so probably another year or so. "And then you'll get a job?"

That's when I start crying (no, not really).

They don't really get this whole "grad school" thing. I've dealt (still dealing with) the whole "you have to have a degree to be a librarian?" thing, but it was hard enough when I was "just" getting a Bachelor's degree. They really couldn't understand why I didn't magically get job offers stuffed under my door after graduation. Well, a BA in Anthropology just doesn't get you very far. Much less apparently prepare you for having to explain to the family every holiday just what anthropology is (professional people watching) and what kind of jobs anthropologists get (none, which is why I'm heading into Library-Land). Of course, none of this is helped by the fact that I've been working in libraries for the past decade or so. "So after you get your degree...you'll go back to your old job?" Oh, hell no.

Back to that thing I'm always doing.