Saturday, March 27, 2010

Now I have my own website! YAY :)

So, last night I officially bought my domain name and web hosting space for my very own personal / business website!!!!!! Exciting. Now I just have to somehow link all 3 of the sites I've put together cohesively ... one contains my portfolio, one is a personal link domain, one is school work, and I have a bunch of photo galleries that would be nice to include ...........

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) :) :) :) :) :)

cjbphotographic.net is now mine!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) :) :) :) :)

Thursday, March 25, 2010

What is it about the irish?

What is it about Celtic music? It just makes sense :)

Was listening to Celtic Thunder on the way to picking up Gusgus's dinner and heard this song on the way home that made my day. Yes, it brought out the girly in me, but I don't care. It drew a correlation of love and life to sailing; a voyage ... and it was beautiful. Geeky as it is to admit it, walking from my car back to my building, I couldn't wait to blog about it.

It's the Irish. They just know how to describe things and express themselves through words and song. And it makes me a giddy girl.

Yay

Sunday, March 21, 2010

procrastination finale

So this is the final phase of procrastination, and the last bit ... finally finished shooting 10 minutes ago for my final due tomorrow, so the all-nighter will commence as soon as I harvest my watermelons in farmville :) I've also decided that the last year has been so hectic with two schools and not being able to work enough hours to afford things that as soon as my final test for digidarkroom is done on wednesday, I'm re-installing and getting a new WOW account. I'd given it up a couple years ago when I realized that I could put the money toward having the internet period, but DDO isn't cutting it. It's free, and slightly enjoyable, but when it comes to D&D, I'd rather play it in person than on the computer ... it's not the same as wow, and I miss my old avatar ... will have to create a new character, and my old name's probably gone, poop!

But as far as my final ... its a series of intersections and turns ... shot in HDR. I'm putting them together in a book bound by coptic stitch; hopefully I can get it all done before I have to go to my morning bible school class ... and the photo final's due at 11

Friday, March 19, 2010

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my new obsession, The Guild is hilarious!!!!!

"Being a girl is so much work!" - The Guild s02e05

$9.75 worth of laundry done in one night!!!!!

Got a carepackage from mom today :)

inside:
mail, of course
mini macaroni
4 pack of skyline chili, yum
a roll of quarters (guess she knew i'd be behind on laundry)
and 7 double packs of pepperidge farm chocolate brownie chunk cookies!!!!!

I love my mom :)

So I've figured out that during finals and midterms, I become an uber nerd / geek. I don't mean in the way of too much studying and carrying a book with me at all times (though that is indeed the case), but I mean in the way I choose to spend my freetime ...
Today, friday night, I did laundry. Last weekend, both days were spent oddly. Friday and Saturday I spent the entirety of the days practicing non-adhesive bindings (book-binding). Saturday night, went to a lan and played doda and warcraft mods until the wee hours of the morning ... at which point a couple of us attempted to start a board game (didn't even finish with the set-up phase, loopiness of tired). Sunday night consisted of a movie night with some friends ...the movie watched: The Gamers: Dorkness Rising (the week before it was Frequently Asked Questions About Time Travel ... a new addition to my list of favorite movies cuz it was awesome!!!!). It was basically an easier to understand hollywood version of Primer, which i've only seen once so far, so it's going to take a few more watchings before i understand everything ...

Oh, and for the third time in my life a guy friend of mine who chose to date someone else is getting married to that other person. Granted, at least this time I wasn't in love with the guy ... but I liked him (if I were still in HS, he would have gotten my orange Crush) ... the other two times this has happened were really hard. I fear this is starting to become my pattern. I try not to worry; I know the lord has a plan and knows who i get to marry and pop out babies with, but getting crushed like this again and again ... i'm not sure how many hammers I can take. Each butterfly's flutter just gets stomped on as it rests to smell the flowers. And people wonder why I don't date?!?! If I let my heart open and become vulnerable, it's just going to be mushed around with a potato masher, make it a rusty potato masher ... just a pile of gluck; a bloody mess (note the English vocabulary, been watching a bit too much BBC this year) They always chose someone else. For some reason, I just make a better friend.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

A lil update-age

Quote of the day / week / month ... just a really good quote!

"I was a good monk, and I kept to the rule of my order so strictly that I may say that if a monk got to heaven by his monkery it was I." ~Martin Luther

love the fact that he uses the word "monkery" ... makes me think that much of the concept that being a monk is straight monkey business ... ooo eee ah ah ah! :)

Saw an amazing movie this weekend that might soon make it's way on my top list:
"Frequently asked questions about time travel" love it!!!!!

Now have the soundtrack to "Dr. Horrible's Sing-along Blog" ... Love the Freeze-Ray song :)

So Pastor Lee told a great amish joke during our time touching on the antibaptist movement:

So, did you hear about the norweigan man who married this amish lady? Well, it didn't work out very well ... he drove her buggy.

This past weekend, I spent 2 days making boxes. will get around to uploading the pictures eventually :)

My Japanese woodblock class ended the other week ... unfortunately. need to set aside some time to get back into it and keep practicing. Have been told to check out the chinese method during my trip, so now I'll have to do some heavy googling to find some woodblock printing studios in the cities i'll be in.

Learned a new Japanese binding method the other week: daifuku cho binding was mainly used for ledgers and such ... could be tied together ... for the quick grab or thrown in a bucket of water in case of fire ... the sumi ink wouldn't run just by getting wet, so they could just dry it out again afterward.

Can't think of anything else at the moment, save the fact that I turned in my notice for the apartment ... I'm gonna miss my landlord, not to mention all this building's staff :) If I ever find myself in Minnesota again, I'm definitely coming back to this building, or at least another one owned by them ... it's strange how a family owned building makes you feel like a part of a strange form of isolated extended family despite the fact that you hardly see (or even meet) your neighbors

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Frustrations with the human species

I hope I haven't become pretentious or pompous in my way of dealing with others, but I've found that the intensity of my annoyance with people has increased drastically in the last 5 years. It's strange, but I find it increasingly impossible to deal with, to put it in polite terms, "stupid people". Stupidity and ignorance of others is harder for me to accept and deal with ... I'd rather just tell them to quit talking, or simply walk away to avoid staying and feeling like my brain cells are dying one by one simply by staying put and listening to nonsense. I can't understand how people can be such idiots.

Example 1: Via the internet, my activity on this dating/networking site has turned into a bit of a social experiment in my book ... a way of amusement. Someone had read my profile and asked what kombucha was. I responded simply by saying it was fermented tea. Their response: " So how would this kind of tea be different than say, green tea?" What kind of response is that? If you don't understand a word like say, fermentation ... look it up in the dictionary rather than waste my time in explaining what the fermented version of a substance is ... or at least google it for goodness' sake!

Example 2: Knowing the difference between a date and the beginning of what could be a friendship. I meet this guy on a music forum who loves board games but hasn't played a really amazing one I mention. It's cool, we meet at a coffee shop/cafe. He has a coffee, I have tea, we play, fun times are had. He's hungry, we go to a music cafe. He gets nachos, I get some coffee, I go home. He texts me that his buddy is the music director at a high school in St Paul, we make plans. We go, get in free, great show, it's Grease. The whole time, I think we're hanging out getting to know each other as friends. We go backstage to meet up with his friend, and he introduces me, saying it's our second date? I don't want it to be a date, when did it become a date? I paid for my own coffee ... I drove to south St Paul using an entire half tank of gas, upon re-fill there's no offer to pitch in for gas money. We get food, he's got cash, but has them split the bill in half and he gets tons of change, but since I was using my card, I'm stuck with covering the tip as well as my half of the bill! I'm ready to go home, but he decides I have to experience this other club ... lame, and the entire time I want to go home. I tell him I'll be busy the next week with 2 projects and have no free time outside work and school, yet he invites me to do something the next day ... saying if I have time after ... when I've explained that my projects were 2 weeks worth of work ... if he wonders why I never called ...? This is why I don't date!

People tell me that I need to get out there, spend time with the male species. Why should I if I have no interest? The one person I've hopelessly liked for so long has no idea, and I don't like anyone else. I have no desire to go on any pointless dates or waste my time with people who i can't stand, or make my brain feel like it's going to explode from the ingest of so much stupidity.

There are oodles and oodles of examples I could use from my dealings with people at work, but I won't get into the male chauvinistic russian pig that came into the polo department the other day