WTF thursday

Welcome to what probably will be just another short-lived/failed attempt at a weekly posting..."WTF thursday." As you may have noticed, the only regular posting I make is "misc. wednesday," and even that has become "sort of" irregular.

So I'm going to try, every Thursday, to come up with some things that I think warrant my generation's version of "gee williker!"

Here goes...but don't hold your breath.

OK, hold your breath.

Well, actually I don't care what you do.

-When I was growing up my dad was deployed. A lot. So when I saw THIS in the news today, I finally realized why today, at 25, I'm still coping with the emotional-distance issues between me and him. Seriously, if only I had a flat daddy growing up, I could have had many more of those intimate father-daughter conversations that make most of my peers so close to their dads. I feel gypped.

-I still haven't heard from Jeopardy!

-Who knew that turning your back to fill out some paperwork would result in the death of hundreds of people?

-So long, Gutenberg: Our generation's version of the printing press.


misc. wednesday

-All of my U.S.-residing life I have listened (at first, reluctantly and later, enthusiastically) to NPR. Many of you know that at more than one point in my life, I may have been an unhealthily-avid listener. But for some reason, now that I work at one of the country's pivotal NPR stations, I have pretty much zero desire to tune in (or, rather, push this button on my desk telephone that lets us listen). Additionally, the lack of a driving commute and at-home stereo prevents me from listening to two of my favorite shows: Morning Edition and All Things Considered. So while my occupational life is steeped in all-things-public radio (do you know how many times I have to email NPR or PRI or American Public Media on a weekly basis because they can't write clear program information?? They should be ashamed of themselves), I have been missing that feeling of excitement-through-listening for a few months now....and I don't know how I feel about it.

-On a related note, I am absolutely addicted to Hot108Jamz on iTunes Radio. I think I've heard Chamillionaire's "Ridin'" ("they see me rollin'/they hatin'/patrollin' they trynna catch me ridin' dirty) three times already today.

-I am finally facing what was previously only the potential situation of frequently running into my ex-girlfriend. Nicole is from the Bay Area and has been living back here only a few months since after I made the move myself. In my mind there are no "territories," but then again, I am semi-naive about that kind of thing...which doesn't work when there might be potential for the other person to go territorial on you. And having a current girlfriend who I love very much, Leah, but also Nicole now living only a few streets away and being tangentially...tangent...to the social scene I find myself in, well...it's definitely an interesting tightrope to now be walking and a list of priorities to potentially have to soon be making. For now I am trying to just be my normal, naive self and have fun with the people I like. But I sense that the real world will soon descend upon my pollyanna ass.

-Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my grill.

-I guess I should release a thought that has been weighing on my mind for more than a month now, and which I can hardly contain sometimes during my current workday: I really, really want to work at Google. (I've had a phone interview so far).
Google, if you're out there because you got this blog address from my writing portfolio, please know that I'd be the best damn online editor you've ever brought on board.

-I recently bought my first road bike (which I previously called the ram-handle-bike-thingy). It's a classic (I guess) red Bianchi ten-speed with the shifter tabs on the down tube (that tube that goes from front to back in a diagonally-downward motion). And I LOVE it! I've only had it about a week and already I'm addicted. It opens up so much of San Francisco for exercising...or even just cruisin' around. As a runner, I could only make it so far before my knees decided they were, in fact, 70 years old, and I would have to turn around. But now I can actually go all throughout the Golden Gate Park, down to the ocean, up to the bay, over the GG Bridge and up the Marin Headlands, or even around the East Bay hills. It's great!

-I also joined the Y. I love the Y....there's something about little kids and senior citizens alike accompanying you in your quest for physical fitness that makes it so much better than Gold's Gym. Especially getting out of the pool because one of these groups made a poop.
Just kidding...that doesn't happen at the Embarcadero Y.

-'Member last year how you helped me to raise all that money and I ran that marathon? Well my good friend Christine is doing the same thing this year...and if you have a spare ten or twomp, send it her way via (that's Spanish [and Latin] for "way"):
http://www.active.com/donate/tntnca04/LeMieux Even though I already think you're pretty cool, I'll think you're .09% cooler if you gave her some moolah.



Well that was a long hiatus! Blogging is so...weird. I used to have a bagillion things to say about a bagillion things, and now I feel as though I don't. It's not that I don't have the same amount of musings or cerebral stimuli, but I must be getting it all out in my daily life rather than finding respite here at Blogger.

While I'm hesitant to make this post a mere 'update,' I'm sure all you readers (OK, reader) out there might want to know what the heck I've been up to since whenever it was I last wrote. Or maybe you don't. But that's the beauty of a blog.

This summer was pretty awesome. I went back east for two weeks, once again fulfilling role of daughter, granddaughter, cousin and niece. Oh, and bridesmaid. My cousin Katie got hitched to her new husband Andrew. It was a beautiful, southern wedding replete with multiple luncheons, bruncheons, receptions, rehearsals and Edenton, NC history. It was also the first time my mom and dad were both happily present at a family function since their seperation a few years ago...and, not that things had ever NOT been amicable between them, but this time they seemed very liberated. It was really nice to see them that way.

The rest of my trip involved some home time in Carlisle, another wedding in Syracuse, visiting Leah's hometown of Brookline/Boston, and spending the Fourth of July in our nation's capital. Needless to say, when I turned the rental car in at 2200 miles, I realized I had done what I set out to do.

Being back in SF the rest of the "summer," I've really been moved to search for a new job. I know it's important to stay somewhere for at least a year, but what to do when you have A) gotten your own job down to a "T" and B) know there's little room to "move up" at your company? And I've tried figuring out ways to help and collaborate more with my coworkers, but things move really slowly around here and people are hesitant to make changes. I feel that, at this point in my young career, I need to find an innovative place where there's a symbiotic relationship: I am challenged, engaged and therefore thriving, and the result of that contributes greatly to the company itself with the kick-back being more challenges and engagement.
It's in this way that I know I'm a good worker...I just haven't found my employer-counterpart. Maybe this is slightly idealistic, but even so, that's what I'm going after. Oh, and a writing/web-heavy job would be nice since, well, that's what I'm best at.

But it's all good. If we've talked on the phone lately you might be sick of hearing me say that I am absolutely in love with San Francisco. This city is full of so many beautiful things and awesome people; even a simple walk to a friend's house has at least one amazing view and a smile from a stranger.

Dear lord...I should probably go now on account of somehow being remarkably cheesy today. But I don't anticipate such long breaks between postings, so be sure to check in again soon. I promise I'll write something sarcastic.