Friday, January 20, 2006
Life has been SUPER busy this week. I really don't have enough time to really write about what's happened. But as usual, I go with a list while the week’s events are still fresh on mind.
-Jason left the night show. VERY sad. But, Jamie Lynn and I have been troopers and have kept the show going. I really wish he would have stayed on the show. But, we finally got imaging on the show which makes it sound so cool.
-The hostage situation at the beginning of the week was sad but cool. The radio station broadcasted for two days straight informing the people of what was going on. I do think that we could have ended the broadcast early instead of going to six, but I still enjoyed the experience and learned a lot. Everyone was so helpful.
-I have no money.
-Went to Savannah last weekend with Edgar, Laura and Brandon. We went to see Hostel, but the movie was sold out so we saw Brokeback Mountain. That was my third time. When Brandon went to buy this ticket, he kept saying, "One for BAREback Mountain." It was too funny for words. We went to Ihop afterwards for a nice dinner and chat.
-Michael is now Producer Mike on the show.
-Hosting the night show has proved to be a bit difficult for me. When Jason was there, all I had to do was read my news, chime in whenever my opinion was needed and just sit there and laugh. Now I have to control the audio board and the flow of the show. Sometimes my scatter brainess is really apparent. It's hard for me to keep on one subject or to remember what I'm talking about. I still have a lot to work on for my "radio persona."
-Scott came over this weekend and we hung out. But of course, he hasn't called me since. Whatever.
-I have no money.
-J is coming today. I'm a bit nervous but excited.
Time for class.
Good day!
-Jason left the night show. VERY sad. But, Jamie Lynn and I have been troopers and have kept the show going. I really wish he would have stayed on the show. But, we finally got imaging on the show which makes it sound so cool.
-The hostage situation at the beginning of the week was sad but cool. The radio station broadcasted for two days straight informing the people of what was going on. I do think that we could have ended the broadcast early instead of going to six, but I still enjoyed the experience and learned a lot. Everyone was so helpful.
-I have no money.
-Went to Savannah last weekend with Edgar, Laura and Brandon. We went to see Hostel, but the movie was sold out so we saw Brokeback Mountain. That was my third time. When Brandon went to buy this ticket, he kept saying, "One for BAREback Mountain." It was too funny for words. We went to Ihop afterwards for a nice dinner and chat.
-Michael is now Producer Mike on the show.
-Hosting the night show has proved to be a bit difficult for me. When Jason was there, all I had to do was read my news, chime in whenever my opinion was needed and just sit there and laugh. Now I have to control the audio board and the flow of the show. Sometimes my scatter brainess is really apparent. It's hard for me to keep on one subject or to remember what I'm talking about. I still have a lot to work on for my "radio persona."
-Scott came over this weekend and we hung out. But of course, he hasn't called me since. Whatever.
-I have no money.
-J is coming today. I'm a bit nervous but excited.
Time for class.
Good day!
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Remember this? It's all the way from 1997. I remember back then that I liked it, but I really didn't understand it until now. Interesting how things take on a whole new meaning when you age.
"Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen."
"Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen."
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Can I just say the cloud has lifted? Even though things are not as I would like them in life, I feel alive again. I’m not sure what’s been going on inside me this week, but I have had an eerie calm about myself. I didn’t even know what to think. My life has changed a bit since last week.
For the first time since I have been in college, I am not working at a newspaper. Well, as an Editor. I hope to still write a few articles or reviews here and there. The day I came back to Statesboro, I was promoted to Assistant Program Director of the radio station. I was, and still am, super excited about it. How cool is that? But, with that and the night show, something had to go. Sadly, being A&E Editor for the G-A had to go. But I think the move was wise. I have worked in newspapers for a while and know that I do not want to do that. Maybe magazines, but not newspapers. With the Assistant Program Director job comes a whole new set of worries and planning, but I love it.
The night show has gotten better each night. The first night we were kind of tired and ho hum. The second night we were good. Tonight I thought we were blazin’ by the end. I think we had engaging conversation and plenty of good talk topics. I feel like I am at home. I LOVE radio. I know this is what I was meant to do. Sadly though, one of the hosts is leaving the show. There are things going down and they aren’t seeing eye to eye with the Programming Director. After Friday, he won’t be on the show anymore. That stinks, like really. He adds SO much to the show, I mean, he is like the glue to the show. Jamie and I are just there to look nice—well her more than me. Ugh. I hope that between now and Friday something changes and he decides to stay with the show. I’m not sure what will happen if he leaves.
So, this whole six classes back to back is a bit painful. Now I’m up to 21 hours for this semester. Lord. Help me.
J is coming next week!
Well I’m off to read for class and sleep.
Good day!
For the first time since I have been in college, I am not working at a newspaper. Well, as an Editor. I hope to still write a few articles or reviews here and there. The day I came back to Statesboro, I was promoted to Assistant Program Director of the radio station. I was, and still am, super excited about it. How cool is that? But, with that and the night show, something had to go. Sadly, being A&E Editor for the G-A had to go. But I think the move was wise. I have worked in newspapers for a while and know that I do not want to do that. Maybe magazines, but not newspapers. With the Assistant Program Director job comes a whole new set of worries and planning, but I love it.
The night show has gotten better each night. The first night we were kind of tired and ho hum. The second night we were good. Tonight I thought we were blazin’ by the end. I think we had engaging conversation and plenty of good talk topics. I feel like I am at home. I LOVE radio. I know this is what I was meant to do. Sadly though, one of the hosts is leaving the show. There are things going down and they aren’t seeing eye to eye with the Programming Director. After Friday, he won’t be on the show anymore. That stinks, like really. He adds SO much to the show, I mean, he is like the glue to the show. Jamie and I are just there to look nice—well her more than me. Ugh. I hope that between now and Friday something changes and he decides to stay with the show. I’m not sure what will happen if he leaves.
So, this whole six classes back to back is a bit painful. Now I’m up to 21 hours for this semester. Lord. Help me.
J is coming next week!
Well I’m off to read for class and sleep.
Good day!
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Sunday, January 08, 2006
James Blunt is the man.
"You're Beautiful"
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway. She was with another man. But I won't lose no sleep on that,'
Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,'
Cause I'll never be with you.
Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was, Fucking high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,'
Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.
Alright, so at the moment I am slightly drunk, or tipsy, which ever way you want to look at it. Even though my brain is slightly awkward, I am still too afraid to say what is on my mind, what has been on my mind.
I love the movie “Garden State.” It’s the best. The soundtrack is even better. A song on the soundtrack is so beautiful and true. It’s by Colin Hay.
"I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You"
I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place thats far away
And when i'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
Don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived til I was a hundred and two
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
No longer moved to drink strong whiskey
I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived 'till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
A face that dances and it haunts me
With laughter still ringin in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
even, even after all these years
I don't want you thinkin that I don't get asked to dinner
Cuz I'm here to say that I sometimes do
And even though I may seem to feel a touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived til I was a hundred and two
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Thank you Jake and Kyle for coming over. It was a nice end to the winter break. Laura, Jake, Kyle, and Danielle made me feel like I had life again. I love my friends. The good true friends you know are going to be there no matter what.
Before break was over, Danielle and I met with the VP of KISS 104 and 95.5 The Beat. It was really cool. He was really intelligent and forthcoming with us about the radio industry. I can’t wait to jump in head first and see what I can do. All in due time.
Before I left Atlanta, J and I hung out. We went for coffee. I ran into Ryan H. there and he gave me a juicy piece of high school gossip. I love it. Then we went to eat. We went walking around a track and looked up at the stars. It was so peaceful. I could have laid there for hours looking at the stars. When I drove him back home, I lost my phone. We went back to the restaurant but couldn’t find it. Then we went to where we were looking at the stars and found it. I was so happy, but ever happier I was in his company. Wow. Someone stop me now.
The radio show starts on Monday. I’m so excited.
My eyes are closing and tears are coming. Time to sleep.
Good day.
I love the movie “Garden State.” It’s the best. The soundtrack is even better. A song on the soundtrack is so beautiful and true. It’s by Colin Hay.
"I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You"
I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place thats far away
And when i'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
Don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived til I was a hundred and two
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
No longer moved to drink strong whiskey
I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived 'till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
A face that dances and it haunts me
With laughter still ringin in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
even, even after all these years
I don't want you thinkin that I don't get asked to dinner
Cuz I'm here to say that I sometimes do
And even though I may seem to feel a touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived til I was a hundred and two
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Thank you Jake and Kyle for coming over. It was a nice end to the winter break. Laura, Jake, Kyle, and Danielle made me feel like I had life again. I love my friends. The good true friends you know are going to be there no matter what.
Before break was over, Danielle and I met with the VP of KISS 104 and 95.5 The Beat. It was really cool. He was really intelligent and forthcoming with us about the radio industry. I can’t wait to jump in head first and see what I can do. All in due time.
Before I left Atlanta, J and I hung out. We went for coffee. I ran into Ryan H. there and he gave me a juicy piece of high school gossip. I love it. Then we went to eat. We went walking around a track and looked up at the stars. It was so peaceful. I could have laid there for hours looking at the stars. When I drove him back home, I lost my phone. We went back to the restaurant but couldn’t find it. Then we went to where we were looking at the stars and found it. I was so happy, but ever happier I was in his company. Wow. Someone stop me now.
The radio show starts on Monday. I’m so excited.
My eyes are closing and tears are coming. Time to sleep.
Good day.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
This break, my time in Atlanta is coming to a close. I am very happy for that. I am ready to get back to my space.
Today was my last day at the Camp Creek Barnes & Noble. Sad day, but not really. It was fun, but time to go. I’m going to try and transfer to the B&N in Savannah. I originally thought I would stay at the B&N here for Spring Break, but I just can’t stay at home that long. This house only needs to be a place where I am a guest.
After work, I went and saw Jessica, Lianne, Justin and all the dogs they have. Special people. I had so much fun hanging out with them over break. I am so taking Justin’s advice and I am going to try my hardest to journal everyday in the other journal. It’s time to really flush some of this stuff out. Anywho, after I hung out them and said my goodbyes, I went and picked up Michael from work. I took him home and we talked a little about our past and what that means. I see Michael as a very important person in my life and we shared a lot of good times when we were together. But, that’s in the past. I think we are two different people with two different lives, I don’t think we would work. But it was fun rehashing the past and talking about it a bit. I left there and came back home, where I sit right now. Ya know, this house is SO freaking cold. lol That was random, but it is. My little toes are freezing, poor things. I have no money.
I am dead broke.
I bought Suze Orman’s book “The Money Book for the Young, Fabulous, and Broke” because honey, I am FABULOUS and VERY Broke. It has been very interesting so far. I think I’m going to learn a lot and come away with great money tips and what not.
Later today Danielle and I will make our way over to WSB to have lunch with a big wig over a couple of COX owned Atlanta radio stations. I hope I don’t say something stupid or trip over a cord. I am so prone to accidents.
Good day!
Today was my last day at the Camp Creek Barnes & Noble. Sad day, but not really. It was fun, but time to go. I’m going to try and transfer to the B&N in Savannah. I originally thought I would stay at the B&N here for Spring Break, but I just can’t stay at home that long. This house only needs to be a place where I am a guest.
After work, I went and saw Jessica, Lianne, Justin and all the dogs they have. Special people. I had so much fun hanging out with them over break. I am so taking Justin’s advice and I am going to try my hardest to journal everyday in the other journal. It’s time to really flush some of this stuff out. Anywho, after I hung out them and said my goodbyes, I went and picked up Michael from work. I took him home and we talked a little about our past and what that means. I see Michael as a very important person in my life and we shared a lot of good times when we were together. But, that’s in the past. I think we are two different people with two different lives, I don’t think we would work. But it was fun rehashing the past and talking about it a bit. I left there and came back home, where I sit right now. Ya know, this house is SO freaking cold. lol That was random, but it is. My little toes are freezing, poor things. I have no money.
I am dead broke.
I bought Suze Orman’s book “The Money Book for the Young, Fabulous, and Broke” because honey, I am FABULOUS and VERY Broke. It has been very interesting so far. I think I’m going to learn a lot and come away with great money tips and what not.
Later today Danielle and I will make our way over to WSB to have lunch with a big wig over a couple of COX owned Atlanta radio stations. I hope I don’t say something stupid or trip over a cord. I am so prone to accidents.
Good day!
Monday, January 02, 2006
Weird day. Well not weird, just weird things happened.
So, I woke up, begrudgingly with a wicked hang over from the hard partying I did to ring in the New Year. (Sarcasm anyone?) I woke up, went on over to B&N and started selling books. The strangest thing happened. I could have SWORN I saw Scott in the store. I never met him in person, but that’s how I imagined he would look like in real life. Hmmm…any who, that kind of sent my mind into a thinking frenzy—that’s always painful for the old brain. Ha. But yeah, that whole Scott situation was weird. He just stopped calling. Like, we talked on the phone one day and then I never heard from him again. I’m so curious as to what happened. I can be such a loser at times. I always want to take a lesson away from a situation and I would love to know what happened.
Any who, last night, when everyone was ringing in the New Year, I got tipsy phone calls from Douglas peeps. Samantha B. called and chatted for a bit. Then she handed the phone to Pepijn who handed the phone to Drew who handed the phone to Jake. It was fun listening to them all talk about the nights events. I also heard from J a little after the stroke of midnight. Earlier in the day, Samantha N. called from Iran to wish me a Happy New Year. She was at the Zimbabwe Embassy with her family celebrating. How posh. I was all class with my ratty t-shirt and shorts on the couch watching Anderson Cooper and then the movie “Four Brothers.”
Tonight, after my weird day at work, J and I went out for a bit of fun. Fun included Wendy’s and another viewing of “Brokeback Mountain.” It was cool hanging out. We talked about his visit to the ‘Boro in a couple of weeks. I am so bad at planning things to do. We shall see though.
I am due in at work in a few hours—9 am. I am going to hate myself when it’s time to wake up.
Off to sleep land.
Good day!
So, I woke up, begrudgingly with a wicked hang over from the hard partying I did to ring in the New Year. (Sarcasm anyone?) I woke up, went on over to B&N and started selling books. The strangest thing happened. I could have SWORN I saw Scott in the store. I never met him in person, but that’s how I imagined he would look like in real life. Hmmm…any who, that kind of sent my mind into a thinking frenzy—that’s always painful for the old brain. Ha. But yeah, that whole Scott situation was weird. He just stopped calling. Like, we talked on the phone one day and then I never heard from him again. I’m so curious as to what happened. I can be such a loser at times. I always want to take a lesson away from a situation and I would love to know what happened.
Any who, last night, when everyone was ringing in the New Year, I got tipsy phone calls from Douglas peeps. Samantha B. called and chatted for a bit. Then she handed the phone to Pepijn who handed the phone to Drew who handed the phone to Jake. It was fun listening to them all talk about the nights events. I also heard from J a little after the stroke of midnight. Earlier in the day, Samantha N. called from Iran to wish me a Happy New Year. She was at the Zimbabwe Embassy with her family celebrating. How posh. I was all class with my ratty t-shirt and shorts on the couch watching Anderson Cooper and then the movie “Four Brothers.”
Tonight, after my weird day at work, J and I went out for a bit of fun. Fun included Wendy’s and another viewing of “Brokeback Mountain.” It was cool hanging out. We talked about his visit to the ‘Boro in a couple of weeks. I am so bad at planning things to do. We shall see though.
I am due in at work in a few hours—9 am. I am going to hate myself when it’s time to wake up.
Off to sleep land.
Good day!
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Kool and the Gang, Anderson Cooper and Drag Queens
Happy New Year!
Um, so my night wasn’t the most exciting, but it was peaceful – which is much needed.
I’ve been
watching the CNN coverage of New Years, mostly because it’s CNN and secondly because the John Mayer Trio is performing on the show. I loves me some John Mayer.
New Year’s resolution? Not sure. Be happy. Be successful. The normal stuff, ya know? I’ll have to think about it a little more.
Right now Harry Conick is talking about Katrina and the impact on New Orleans. I wonder if his music is any good…
Alright, well I’ve got to be in at work in the morning, I know, working on New Years Day. But it’s time and half pay and someone needs to sell the world books, right? Indeed.
Good day!
Happy New Year!
Um, so my night wasn’t the most exciting, but it was peaceful – which is much needed.
I’ve been
watching the CNN coverage of New Years, mostly because it’s CNN and secondly because the John Mayer Trio is performing on the show. I loves me some John Mayer.
New Year’s resolution? Not sure. Be happy. Be successful. The normal stuff, ya know? I’ll have to think about it a little more.
Right now Harry Conick is talking about Katrina and the impact on New Orleans. I wonder if his music is any good…
Alright, well I’ve got to be in at work in the morning, I know, working on New Years Day. But it’s time and half pay and someone needs to sell the world books, right? Indeed.
Good day!