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| I'm going to move my blog over to blogspot... this new xanga is so complex these days. Part social networking, part blogsite... it was good before FB and myspace were popular... but now it's just more things I don't have time to keep track of.
You will find my seldomly updated thoughts at:
www.inhumanebean.blogspot.com
Don't ask me what that means, cuz i only picked it cuz it sounded weird.
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| So, I've always had a hard time with taking compliments. Supposedly, after you are given a compliment, you are supposed to say thank you, or something like that. Instead though, I've been known to respond to a compliment by making a joke or responding with a strange comment. I don't know why, but it seems like such an awkward situation when somebody compliments you and you don't have a compliment ready to give back to them, and it's not one of those situations where you can say, "Thanks, you too!" But now, I think I have found the solution to this ever so puzzling quandary. Example below:
Old Me:
Guy: "Hey, that's a nice shirt."
Me: "Oh, this old thing?"
New Me:
Guy: "Hey, that's a nice shirt."
Me: "Thanks! You're really good at complimenting me!"
So now, I've eased the tension by responding in kind with a compliment! Plus, I've given him the subtle encouragement to compliment me more! It's a win-win situation!
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| So, it's 5:30am on a "school night" in Ann Arbor, and I'm up posting on Xanga.
Yup, just like old times.
Got back to my sister's crib in Canton, after hanging with the crew... (man, it's awesome that they are all still here!), and geez, it's like we're all doing different things, but somethings just never change. In any case, there was dinner and drinking, and taboo and karaoke. There was laughing, and hugging, and dancing and chanting (Team Chim!), and bubble tea, and some late night cookies at a truck, and just some good old talking and hanging out and bonding (forgot to do a recap though!). Along the way, the topic of xanga came up, and all that nostalgia made me decide to check up on my page, and do a little quick update. My how things have changed.
So with the start of Facebook, I hardly ever use this anymore, but Facebook just lacks that little something extra that Xanga provides, which is to, say, write about stuff you don't normally talk about through status updates, or profile pic changes, or whatever. Anyway, long story short, I think it might be good for me to start blogging again. Even just talking about random stuff... it's probably good for me to think that I'm making some sort of effort to let all of my creative juices out (maybe creative juices isn't the best way to describe what I'm talking about, creative juices just sounds so... dirty).
Anyway, I will hit the hay, with a renewed dedication to writing stuff down about my life, or possibly, maybe I'll even post some of my more impressive photoshop or photographic efforts.
You stay classy San Diego!
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| I'm going to DC this weekend... to party with work friends from all over the U.S. One of the benefits of being in (or, having been in) a rotational program, you get to meet so many awesome people, but then the bad thing is, they end up moving away after 6 months, or you end up moving away after a year... Anyway, I guess this next week marks an end to an era... I had been nomadic for a little while... I moved from the good ol' mitten state to Minneapolis, MN Jan of 2005, lived there for a year, only to move to Syracuse, NY a year later... Fast forward to March of 2007, and I find myself back in Minnesota (this time residing in St. Paul)... Next week though, I will be attending my 3rd and final leadership conference as a part of the Operations Leadership Development Program here at Lockheed. Along with that is a "Graduation" ceremony, officially marking the completion of the rotational program I've been involved in for the past 2 years. I have now gained the experience of having had 5 different jobs but have managed not to mature very much in my juvenile sense of humor, and enjoyment of pun-based jokes (they are usually so stupid, they're funny kind of thing...). I'm not sure if that's entirely true, but I feel changes happening within my own body that I'm so scared of (it's like puberty of the mind)... I'm starting to realize that in 2 weeks, my 5 year plan includes turning 30... but so far, that's the only thing I have planned for my 5 year plan. This summer will be full of contemplation... many life decisions need to be mulled over and decided... How long do I stay in this job (it's weird to say that I haven't done a specific job for more than 8 months)? How long do I stay with this company? Do I want to stay in this area? Do I want to go back to school? What would I want to go back to school for? The future is full of scary things just waiting to jump out and attack you from beside your bed after you turn out your lights... Anyway, I'm just rambling... long story short, I know what I'm doing for the next year, but my future is still uncertain, and I need to do a lot of thinking so I can have a solid 5 year plan by the time I turn 25 in 2 weeks... I have to get up in a few hours to get on a plane... Time for bed... (What's his 5 year plan? Don't die?!) | | |
| I don't know why I keep thinking that I can grow a mustache, but maybe like once a month, I'll go for a week without shaving, convinced that that will be the week I turn into the guy on the pringles can... 
But no, I don't look anything like that. So maybe next month. Or maybe I should just settle for having nice full eyebrows. | | |
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