DUM dum dum DUM dum dum DUMMMMMMM (the presentation song...)
The 2008 United Way Campaign Video is finished, and yours truly is on there!
Check it out!
They used mostly Cyril's words, because he is just a fabulous orator, but I'm still on there! I never realized how droopy my eyelids are, lol.
Anyway, enjoy the video, donate, volunteer, etc.
This is how I live united!
Suzzy
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Grad School...So Far
I LOVE grad school. Ok, I haven't actually started classes yet, but the socializing part is fantastic. :o) I was forced into math camp, this awful 5-day refresher course on everything I never wanted to know about math. Math camp helped a little, but I am certainly not where I should be after 17 years of schooling--I thought an asymptote was a new type of handbag. I have made several friends, including one pretty good one named Rachael. She Facebooked me in the spring because we were both going to SPEA, and we had been talking ever since. It turns out that she lives half a block away from me! We walk to school together every morning, which is very first grade. I love it. I have met a couple of 2nd year students, and they are full of essential knowledge and great advice. The professor I am a GA for, Dr. Gronbjerg, is the name in nonprofit research in the world. I plan to work my ass off for her. I believe in her project (making a searchable, comprehensive database of Indiana nonprofits, their growth, progress, and needs), and a reference from her pretty much makes my resume dipped in gold.
On another note, I also LOVE my apartment. It's not too big to feel empty and lonely, but it's not too small that I feel cramped. It's a little...um...well, it's a good starter apartment. The maintenance guy is very nice, and he comes within a couple of hours of an online request. After a full week of math camp, napping, and consuming a bottle of wine nearly every night (Rachael and I are winos), my apartment has thrown up on itself. I have shoes in the living room, dirty dishes in the sink, and I haven't made my bed in four days. I will be cleaning today.
If anyone would like to donate to the "Suz can barely afford rent until her refund check comes through in three weeks" fund, it would be greatly appreciated. Honestly, I can pay bills, but I really want to experience B-town these first couple of weeks. I'm hoping to wear low-cut shirts and smile at some young undergrads so they will buy me drinks. It may sound mildly trashy, but c'mon...I'm being financially responsible, utilizing my strengths, and honing a skill which will only be available to me for the next 5 years or so. ;o)
Ok, I'm going to pop in a movie and get scrubbing on this place...it's driving me NUTS!
Love you all, and don't forget to call or write!
Suz
On another note, I also LOVE my apartment. It's not too big to feel empty and lonely, but it's not too small that I feel cramped. It's a little...um...well, it's a good starter apartment. The maintenance guy is very nice, and he comes within a couple of hours of an online request. After a full week of math camp, napping, and consuming a bottle of wine nearly every night (Rachael and I are winos), my apartment has thrown up on itself. I have shoes in the living room, dirty dishes in the sink, and I haven't made my bed in four days. I will be cleaning today.
If anyone would like to donate to the "Suz can barely afford rent until her refund check comes through in three weeks" fund, it would be greatly appreciated. Honestly, I can pay bills, but I really want to experience B-town these first couple of weeks. I'm hoping to wear low-cut shirts and smile at some young undergrads so they will buy me drinks. It may sound mildly trashy, but c'mon...I'm being financially responsible, utilizing my strengths, and honing a skill which will only be available to me for the next 5 years or so. ;o)
Ok, I'm going to pop in a movie and get scrubbing on this place...it's driving me NUTS!
Love you all, and don't forget to call or write!
Suz
Thursday, August 7, 2008
The Blogging Hiatus is OVER!
I move into my new big girl apartment (by myself...yikes!) tomorrow, so the no blogging streak can finally end. Hooray! I like to take the summers off from blogging, mostly because I want to be with friends and family much more than sit in front of a computer. Bleh.
So, my step-brother, Mike, married Jenny, this tiny little blond thing who is quite possibly the most adorable woman I've ever seen. She's as sweet as pie. The wedding was in a botanical garden, and only had about 50 people (I'm terrible at estimations, but I think it around that number). It was the most beautiful wedding I've ever been to. It makes me want to have a small wedding! I brought Bradton, one of my very good friend with whom I work, and we had a blast. He caught the garter and I caught the bouquet...that was the source of much amusement for my family. Sorry fam, he's just a friend! The motel we stayed at was...an adventure. Oh gosh...it deserves its own paragraph.
The Ashley Motel is...um...sort of like a brothel and a crack den mixed together with a toothless, racist staff, dirty bathtubs, no air conditioning (dirty fans graciously provided), and seedy neighbors who told Bradton to "get that" and complimented me on my "badonk." Yes. Quality folks. I think think there was a meth lab on one side of us and heroin-addicted ex-convicts on the other. I feared for my life, and feared for Bradton's even more (he's Black, and according to the nice bartender at Applebee's, the Ashley motel is known for its less-than-open-minded owners and guests.) Jeez. We left at 7am. I had to ring the doorbell of the house next door, nearly get attacked by a schnauzer, and inhale enough cigarette smoke to cause emphysema for the entire county population just to drop the key off. I said "thank you" and she said "yeah *COUGH COUGH HAAAACK COUGH COUGH* ok." I think I did 85 out of the parking lot and continued until we hit Richmond and rewarded ourselves for surviving with pancakes at IHOP.
I lost my digital camera (I think it was stolen at Freedom Schools nationals, actually), and so I have no pictures of the wedding, Freedom Schools this year, or my new apartment. I think I'm going to use some of my student loans refund to buy a new one. Ugh, I don't want to have to do that. Crap. Everything is moved out to the garage, with the exception of my computer and one load of laundry. Hooray! Any advice or helpful hints about anything related to living on my own are greatly appreciated. Leave some comments.
I spent the past few days at the Cookes' in the 'Burg. It was delightful! Lucy seemed to remember me right away, which was a relief. Laura and I picked up right where we left off, and I think we began driving Andrew nuts again within the first few hours. :o) I also got to see Carlie, another friend from school, which was very nice. It sometimes just takes one post-school visit to solidify a friendship for life. You just have to put in that extra effort to say "yes, I want to continue this friendship after college"--at least I hope that's all it really takes. Mr. Bill, a professor who has always been my mentor and, that last semester, my savior with a mercy B so I could keep my 3.5 GPA, took some time out of his busier-than-God schedule to hang out and chat with me. He always has such great words of wisdom for me.
I need to finish up a bit of laundry, head to the bank, and do a few other last minute things, so I'll say goodbye for now. Since this is a public blog, I won't post my new address here, but comment that you want it, with your email address, and I will send it to you!
Lots of love,
Suz
So, my step-brother, Mike, married Jenny, this tiny little blond thing who is quite possibly the most adorable woman I've ever seen. She's as sweet as pie. The wedding was in a botanical garden, and only had about 50 people (I'm terrible at estimations, but I think it around that number). It was the most beautiful wedding I've ever been to. It makes me want to have a small wedding! I brought Bradton, one of my very good friend with whom I work, and we had a blast. He caught the garter and I caught the bouquet...that was the source of much amusement for my family. Sorry fam, he's just a friend! The motel we stayed at was...an adventure. Oh gosh...it deserves its own paragraph.
The Ashley Motel is...um...sort of like a brothel and a crack den mixed together with a toothless, racist staff, dirty bathtubs, no air conditioning (dirty fans graciously provided), and seedy neighbors who told Bradton to "get that" and complimented me on my "badonk." Yes. Quality folks. I think think there was a meth lab on one side of us and heroin-addicted ex-convicts on the other. I feared for my life, and feared for Bradton's even more (he's Black, and according to the nice bartender at Applebee's, the Ashley motel is known for its less-than-open-minded owners and guests.) Jeez. We left at 7am. I had to ring the doorbell of the house next door, nearly get attacked by a schnauzer, and inhale enough cigarette smoke to cause emphysema for the entire county population just to drop the key off. I said "thank you" and she said "yeah *COUGH COUGH HAAAACK COUGH COUGH* ok." I think I did 85 out of the parking lot and continued until we hit Richmond and rewarded ourselves for surviving with pancakes at IHOP.
I lost my digital camera (I think it was stolen at Freedom Schools nationals, actually), and so I have no pictures of the wedding, Freedom Schools this year, or my new apartment. I think I'm going to use some of my student loans refund to buy a new one. Ugh, I don't want to have to do that. Crap. Everything is moved out to the garage, with the exception of my computer and one load of laundry. Hooray! Any advice or helpful hints about anything related to living on my own are greatly appreciated. Leave some comments.
I spent the past few days at the Cookes' in the 'Burg. It was delightful! Lucy seemed to remember me right away, which was a relief. Laura and I picked up right where we left off, and I think we began driving Andrew nuts again within the first few hours. :o) I also got to see Carlie, another friend from school, which was very nice. It sometimes just takes one post-school visit to solidify a friendship for life. You just have to put in that extra effort to say "yes, I want to continue this friendship after college"--at least I hope that's all it really takes. Mr. Bill, a professor who has always been my mentor and, that last semester, my savior with a mercy B so I could keep my 3.5 GPA, took some time out of his busier-than-God schedule to hang out and chat with me. He always has such great words of wisdom for me.
I need to finish up a bit of laundry, head to the bank, and do a few other last minute things, so I'll say goodbye for now. Since this is a public blog, I won't post my new address here, but comment that you want it, with your email address, and I will send it to you!
Lots of love,
Suz
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