Another sleepness night...
Okay, first off, obviously in my last journal entry I was pretty drunk, but I think it's amusing because I'm obviously slurring my speech and I can't hide my frustration.
It had been a long time since I'd been that intoxicated. Brianna, Phaedra, and I first went to the Partisan and the bartender was an asshole. Plus they didn't have the air conditioning on, so we headed to LaHa2. I haven't been there in forever and a half, but one of my favorite bartenders Stacy was there. Phaedra got a Bloody Mary and I tasted it. I'd never had one before and I don't think I'll ever have one again. I don't like tomatoes (although ketchup is awesome!). Plus it was spicy and I generally don't like spicy foods/drinks.
My job interview went okay. I wish I would have done better, but it's not going to do me any good sitting here wishing what I would have done. They made me sign some paper saying I wouldn't discuss the questions outside of the room, so obviously I don't want to risk getting into any trouble, but I nailed two of the questions.
I got a 72.67. I'm pretty sure the score is out of 100. I'm equally sure plenty of people did way better than me. The interview lasted 8 measly minutes. I just felt so intimidated sitting in front of a panel and having questions shot from all sides. I don't think they'll be calling me back for a second interview, but I have a couple of other jobs I'm looking at anyway.
I know it's only a stupid quiz, but I seem to be fixated on that score I got from tickle.com about what I'm looking for or something. The one where my results were noncommittal. I found it...these were my results:
"Once the blush of first love wears off with your partners, do you get a little antsy? You probably crave excitement in all realms of your life, and you need a relationship to keep you filled with possibilities. Let us guess: Someone has probably told you that you haven't quite grown up yet, that you're still holding out for the perfect "whatevers" (job, car, home, date) in your life to come a knockin'. Or perhaps you're just having a difficult time accepting that your comfortable little place in this world is always growing, always evolving — and that means you have to be willing to accept big life changes, too. Not that there's anything wrong with that. After all, you're probably a lot of fun to be around and may be the life of the party.
But when it comes to settling down, you leave without looking back twice. Now's the time to ask yourself: Why? What's holding you back? Maybe you don't want someone to get to know you fully? Perhaps by saying "yes" to someone, you're afraid you'll lose yourself, or the possibility of something better coming along. Just remember that the best relationships are those that never stop growing. That's something you can identify with, right? So keep that in mind next time you find someone you're really comfortable with. You never know, it may prove even more exciting once you really get to know each other, teensy flaws and all."
Part of it is agonizingly close to my personality. I often feel like I haven't "grown up" in the sense that I'm ready for the real world or whatever else. Obviously I can't avoid that.
I have plenty of friends, but only a few close friends. I'm always scared to lose friends because I've invested so much of myself into them. I don't like opening up to people and I've been told I set up shields to mask who I truly am.
Now confronted with these results only reaffirms what people have told me.
I had taken another quiz too about what I'm looking for in the opposite sex (or I guess the same sex if I swung that way). The results? A best friend. The other options were soul-mate (I don't believe in soul-mates, that idea is too selfish), flirty fling, marriage material, parenting partner (hilarious), and rebound romance.
Clearly I'm not going to set these results in stone. They have shown me remarkable insight though, about myself.
On a random note, I remembered yesterday that I told Nathan, "So I liked you even before I knew what you looked liked, so my friends say even before you may not be all that and a bag of potato chips, it doesn't matter."
It wasn't meant to be insulting. And according to those quiz results I'm not the committing type and am only looking for a deep friendship/best friend.
So on a completely different stroke, this morning (actually this afternoon) when I woke up, I went into the backyard and picked a few plums off one of our trees for breakfast/lunch. It actually made me feel...sustainable. Is that the word I'm searching for? It was a nice feeling, whatever caused it.
We have two plum trees, an apricot tree, a nectarine tree, a peach tree, an orange tree, and purple and white grape vines. The nectarines are almost ripe as is the second plum tree. The first plum tree is overly ripened and the apricots have already been harvested. The peaches should be ripe by next month. I'm looking forward to harvest season.
In my room I have a projection alarm clock (although the alarm doesn't ever wake me up). The neat thing is it also projects the temperature in my room. It's actually pretty convenient because when I wake up my contacts and my eyes have trouble focusing. Yes, I do sleep with contacts on. They're the thirty days/thirty nights contacts. And I'm sure they are a breeding ground for bacteria, but I have proteins in my eyes that take care of that problem (see? My education wasn't worthless).
On Tuesday my room reached 94 degrees. Yes, ridiculous. My house was built in 1926, air conditioning wasn't around then.
We have a portable, window air conditioning unit and it was in the garage - unplugged and just collecting dust. So on Wednesday I decide I want it in my room. I clean it off a bit in the garage before picking it up and a black widow crawls out of it.
Needless to say, I drop the air conditioning unit. The spider crawls off and I whack it with the washcloth I'm using for good measure (although I didn't kill it). I was afraid, but mostly because I didn't want to be bitten.
On Thursday, while I'm at dinner with my parents I tell my dad that I want the a/c unit in my room. He tells me he'd do it on Friday. I know I shouldn't have, but I was impatient...besides I have even more trouble falling asleep than normal when it's hot in my room, so I ask him until he says he'll do it.
I had told him that I wanted him to take it into the backyard and spray it with Raid. He said that it would get Raid in my room. I told him I'd rather die by poison inhalation than by getting bitten by black widows. So he takes it into the backyard and hoses it off. Then he plugs it in and turns it on.
So at this point I'm hoping that the black widow I saw was a male and not a female. A female could have laid her egg nest in the unit and...I am never going to be able to get to sleep like this.
So I just read a bunch of information about the spider. Incubation time lasts 14-30 days. Although there are 750 eggs in the sack, only 1-12 actually hatch because of cannibalism. They are the most venomous spider in the US and they're venom is 15 times more potent than a rattlesnake's. Although luckily, they only inject a bit of poison. Male and juvenile black widows are harmless. Females reach sexual maturity at about 70 days and can live up to 3 years. Juveniles appear orange and white and they molt and eventually females turn black. OH! And they're resistant to most insecticides. GREEEEAAAT.
At least I potentially have some time before any juveniles spiders emerge, mature and bite me.
-Cheri
It had been a long time since I'd been that intoxicated. Brianna, Phaedra, and I first went to the Partisan and the bartender was an asshole. Plus they didn't have the air conditioning on, so we headed to LaHa2. I haven't been there in forever and a half, but one of my favorite bartenders Stacy was there. Phaedra got a Bloody Mary and I tasted it. I'd never had one before and I don't think I'll ever have one again. I don't like tomatoes (although ketchup is awesome!). Plus it was spicy and I generally don't like spicy foods/drinks.
My job interview went okay. I wish I would have done better, but it's not going to do me any good sitting here wishing what I would have done. They made me sign some paper saying I wouldn't discuss the questions outside of the room, so obviously I don't want to risk getting into any trouble, but I nailed two of the questions.
I got a 72.67. I'm pretty sure the score is out of 100. I'm equally sure plenty of people did way better than me. The interview lasted 8 measly minutes. I just felt so intimidated sitting in front of a panel and having questions shot from all sides. I don't think they'll be calling me back for a second interview, but I have a couple of other jobs I'm looking at anyway.
I know it's only a stupid quiz, but I seem to be fixated on that score I got from tickle.com about what I'm looking for or something. The one where my results were noncommittal. I found it...these were my results:
"Once the blush of first love wears off with your partners, do you get a little antsy? You probably crave excitement in all realms of your life, and you need a relationship to keep you filled with possibilities. Let us guess: Someone has probably told you that you haven't quite grown up yet, that you're still holding out for the perfect "whatevers" (job, car, home, date) in your life to come a knockin'. Or perhaps you're just having a difficult time accepting that your comfortable little place in this world is always growing, always evolving — and that means you have to be willing to accept big life changes, too. Not that there's anything wrong with that. After all, you're probably a lot of fun to be around and may be the life of the party.
But when it comes to settling down, you leave without looking back twice. Now's the time to ask yourself: Why? What's holding you back? Maybe you don't want someone to get to know you fully? Perhaps by saying "yes" to someone, you're afraid you'll lose yourself, or the possibility of something better coming along. Just remember that the best relationships are those that never stop growing. That's something you can identify with, right? So keep that in mind next time you find someone you're really comfortable with. You never know, it may prove even more exciting once you really get to know each other, teensy flaws and all."
Part of it is agonizingly close to my personality. I often feel like I haven't "grown up" in the sense that I'm ready for the real world or whatever else. Obviously I can't avoid that.
I have plenty of friends, but only a few close friends. I'm always scared to lose friends because I've invested so much of myself into them. I don't like opening up to people and I've been told I set up shields to mask who I truly am.
Now confronted with these results only reaffirms what people have told me.
I had taken another quiz too about what I'm looking for in the opposite sex (or I guess the same sex if I swung that way). The results? A best friend. The other options were soul-mate (I don't believe in soul-mates, that idea is too selfish), flirty fling, marriage material, parenting partner (hilarious), and rebound romance.
Clearly I'm not going to set these results in stone. They have shown me remarkable insight though, about myself.
On a random note, I remembered yesterday that I told Nathan, "So I liked you even before I knew what you looked liked, so my friends say even before you may not be all that and a bag of potato chips, it doesn't matter."
It wasn't meant to be insulting. And according to those quiz results I'm not the committing type and am only looking for a deep friendship/best friend.
So on a completely different stroke, this morning (actually this afternoon) when I woke up, I went into the backyard and picked a few plums off one of our trees for breakfast/lunch. It actually made me feel...sustainable. Is that the word I'm searching for? It was a nice feeling, whatever caused it.
We have two plum trees, an apricot tree, a nectarine tree, a peach tree, an orange tree, and purple and white grape vines. The nectarines are almost ripe as is the second plum tree. The first plum tree is overly ripened and the apricots have already been harvested. The peaches should be ripe by next month. I'm looking forward to harvest season.
In my room I have a projection alarm clock (although the alarm doesn't ever wake me up). The neat thing is it also projects the temperature in my room. It's actually pretty convenient because when I wake up my contacts and my eyes have trouble focusing. Yes, I do sleep with contacts on. They're the thirty days/thirty nights contacts. And I'm sure they are a breeding ground for bacteria, but I have proteins in my eyes that take care of that problem (see? My education wasn't worthless).
On Tuesday my room reached 94 degrees. Yes, ridiculous. My house was built in 1926, air conditioning wasn't around then.
We have a portable, window air conditioning unit and it was in the garage - unplugged and just collecting dust. So on Wednesday I decide I want it in my room. I clean it off a bit in the garage before picking it up and a black widow crawls out of it.
Needless to say, I drop the air conditioning unit. The spider crawls off and I whack it with the washcloth I'm using for good measure (although I didn't kill it). I was afraid, but mostly because I didn't want to be bitten.
On Thursday, while I'm at dinner with my parents I tell my dad that I want the a/c unit in my room. He tells me he'd do it on Friday. I know I shouldn't have, but I was impatient...besides I have even more trouble falling asleep than normal when it's hot in my room, so I ask him until he says he'll do it.
I had told him that I wanted him to take it into the backyard and spray it with Raid. He said that it would get Raid in my room. I told him I'd rather die by poison inhalation than by getting bitten by black widows. So he takes it into the backyard and hoses it off. Then he plugs it in and turns it on.
So at this point I'm hoping that the black widow I saw was a male and not a female. A female could have laid her egg nest in the unit and...I am never going to be able to get to sleep like this.
So I just read a bunch of information about the spider. Incubation time lasts 14-30 days. Although there are 750 eggs in the sack, only 1-12 actually hatch because of cannibalism. They are the most venomous spider in the US and they're venom is 15 times more potent than a rattlesnake's. Although luckily, they only inject a bit of poison. Male and juvenile black widows are harmless. Females reach sexual maturity at about 70 days and can live up to 3 years. Juveniles appear orange and white and they molt and eventually females turn black. OH! And they're resistant to most insecticides. GREEEEAAAT.
At least I potentially have some time before any juveniles spiders emerge, mature and bite me.
-Cheri