Busy Doing Nothing
Aug. 30th, 2004 02:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
affrecaSo my goal was to write my resume over the weekend. So I went camping at Pomona Lake with Tom instead. Lou and Barry apparently missed me, since they heavily attacked my feet as I came home Sunday afternoon. Did I write my resume? No. Then I remembered that Cowboy Junkies were playing in Lawrence that night.
I am slightly weird about my musical tastes. I never get obsessive about music. In fact, I can rarely identify music on the radio, even if I can sing along with it. I have been listening to the Cowboy Junkies for over half my life (I now have a handy time divider for this - moving back to Vermillion). I own several of their CDs and listen to them frequently. I was quiet excited to go see them. Then I realized I did not even know where they were from, or how many people were in the band. I figured there was at least one woman. Nor did I know any of their recent songs.
Great concert. I do not often go to concerts because I hate crowds. But this was a mellow one, most of the dancing was slight swaying. In fact, I think the singer danced more than the audience. And they were honest about their music. One of my favorite songs, "The Sun Comes Up, It's Tuesday Morning" was described as their one happy song. If you have never listened to the words, it has great lines like, "I kinda like this extra few feet in my bed", and "Yes, there are times I miss you, especially when I need someone to hold me" and is about finally accepting being single again. I listened to it on repeat as I tried to learn living single. Surreal to listen to it live with the guy who I used to listen to it to get over.
So I was going to write the resume today. Instead I finished unpacking my books. I even have spare shelf space (to be used to store clothes since I do not have any dressers). I will soon rearrange them all into a sensible order (I need to work in a library). Now I am trying to sort through my clothes. I have a closet. A large one, but with a one foot hanging rod. And I don't care about my appearance much, but this has not stopped me from acquiring a silly amount of cut and sewn fabric. Started on dividing up the clothes into the tubs that I finished liberating my books from.
And reading wikipedia.org which is the ultimate crack for nerdgirls like me. A massive encyclopedia at my finger tips with a random article button. I can also justify it by editing random articles. So far, they have been mostly minor spelling and link errors, but I did add to the trivia section of South Dakota. Yep, I know all sorts of stuff about my home state. Which I find amazing, since I spent my elementary years (when they teach you all this random stuff) in Kansas, and my Kansas trivia is minor, though growing thanks to trivia wars with Tom.
So, still, no closer to a job. Up to four people who have offered to proofread my resume, if I ever write it. I am just glad I do not need employment immediately. I would like to travel though. I would like to think I am getting some deep thinking and learning done, but I am not.
I am slightly weird about my musical tastes. I never get obsessive about music. In fact, I can rarely identify music on the radio, even if I can sing along with it. I have been listening to the Cowboy Junkies for over half my life (I now have a handy time divider for this - moving back to Vermillion). I own several of their CDs and listen to them frequently. I was quiet excited to go see them. Then I realized I did not even know where they were from, or how many people were in the band. I figured there was at least one woman. Nor did I know any of their recent songs.
Great concert. I do not often go to concerts because I hate crowds. But this was a mellow one, most of the dancing was slight swaying. In fact, I think the singer danced more than the audience. And they were honest about their music. One of my favorite songs, "The Sun Comes Up, It's Tuesday Morning" was described as their one happy song. If you have never listened to the words, it has great lines like, "I kinda like this extra few feet in my bed", and "Yes, there are times I miss you, especially when I need someone to hold me" and is about finally accepting being single again. I listened to it on repeat as I tried to learn living single. Surreal to listen to it live with the guy who I used to listen to it to get over.
So I was going to write the resume today. Instead I finished unpacking my books. I even have spare shelf space (to be used to store clothes since I do not have any dressers). I will soon rearrange them all into a sensible order (I need to work in a library). Now I am trying to sort through my clothes. I have a closet. A large one, but with a one foot hanging rod. And I don't care about my appearance much, but this has not stopped me from acquiring a silly amount of cut and sewn fabric. Started on dividing up the clothes into the tubs that I finished liberating my books from.
And reading wikipedia.org which is the ultimate crack for nerdgirls like me. A massive encyclopedia at my finger tips with a random article button. I can also justify it by editing random articles. So far, they have been mostly minor spelling and link errors, but I did add to the trivia section of South Dakota. Yep, I know all sorts of stuff about my home state. Which I find amazing, since I spent my elementary years (when they teach you all this random stuff) in Kansas, and my Kansas trivia is minor, though growing thanks to trivia wars with Tom.
So, still, no closer to a job. Up to four people who have offered to proofread my resume, if I ever write it. I am just glad I do not need employment immediately. I would like to travel though. I would like to think I am getting some deep thinking and learning done, but I am not.
*waves hello*
Date: 2004-09-01 10:41 pm (UTC)-carlee
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Date: 2004-09-01 10:47 pm (UTC)how true. i've felt that way for a long time now. still don't know what to do about it though... oh well.
-biscuit