Sunday, March 22, 2009

The Snow is on the Mountain

I've always imagined that those words would be used as some kind of single for the green light of some covert operation. Like the sleeper cell terrorists I have living directly across the street from me. Well, actually they live across the street from the side of my house (I'm on a corner) but I can see their house from my kitchen window. They're very creepy. Some kind of Middle Eastern. There are about 15 of them living in this house, which wouldn't be so strange cause it looks like its just one giant family with the parents and grandparents and kids and aunts and uncles. Not so strange. In fact, during the day they look pretty normal. But every so often, in the middle of the night, they act really weird. An NYC taxi will show up and double park in front of the house. Or one of the guys will be outside on the phone yelling in some strange language. In the summer, when people show up late (and I'm in my backyard hanging out so I can see this) the garage doors will come up and all of a sudden the women are all outside with the children, who are only between 2 and 5. And this is at like midnight. I'm telling you, there is something not right about them. Our neighbor who is a DEA agent checked them out and allegedly they run a check cashing business out of their house, which is bullshit. I don't believe it. And when they do something and they interview me on the news about whether or not I suspected anything, I'll tell them absolutely and they should look at my neighbor who investigated them.
Wow, ok. That was waaaaaay off topic. Victim of the stream of consciousness, I guess. Anyway. In my case "the snow is on the mountain" is codeword for the launch of Operation DR. And, while I doubt many people know what Operation DR is, it was put into effect about 5 hours ago. We're just awaiting the result and we're hopeful that it will be positive. If it is, then I will post and let everyone know.
But for now, I think I'll keep the details to what I've already said. Which is virtually nothing. And that's how it will stay.
Cherie-o!

p.s. I've been having a Hugh Grant marathon today since I'm completely bored and love Hugh Grant movies. Although, I've come to realize that a Hugh Grant marathon is also a Colin Firth marathon because they're in several movies together. It's all good, I like Colin Firth too!

Thursday, March 19, 2009

I've Got a Plan!

To win back the fresh clean smell in my new Opus room. If you don't already know, one of our roommates next year has a slight odor problem. But I've got a plan. And I think it has a good chance of working.
This weekend, Erin and I will draft up an email, gain Liz's approval, and send it off to this person. In it, we are going to simply tell the truth. That we drink copious amounts of alcohol, that we party excessively. That we have several slightly obnoxious, womanizing guy friends who may or may not use drugs (joking!). That these guys may crash at our place one or more nights a week due to alcohol or a sheer lack of desire to travel. That our room is going to be the party room and we will probably blast loud music all afternoon and night. That we felt it important to tell her about this early on so that if she wanted to maybe request a quieter room, she'd have time while there is still space. Honestly, we'd understand. No hard feelings. You think it will work? God, I hope so.
If it doesn't, then Liz and I created a backup plan... the house rules. Ahem! I will now read you a short preview of the house rules:

Rule One: everyone living in Opus 713 will be required to shower daily, using both soap and hot water.
Rule Two: any visiting friends must also shower that day with soap and hot water, but showers will not be provided for them.
Rule Three: in order for friends to come over, they must first be able to successfully hunt and kill an "iso".
Rule Four: if they don't know what rule three refers to, then there is no hope of them being invited over.

I think that is a pretty good start. We're just laying down the law, especially concerning numbers one and three. It's my senior year and I'm not letting a roommate's potential hygiene issues ruin my good time. Especially since we've decided that we're going to get some stuff to decorate and match the new modernish furniture that Opus has. As opposed to just posters. Those can go in mine and Liz's room. (ahhh!) I will not have my stuff infested with the smell of B.O. There will be glade plug ins up and down the hallway and I will make our apartment smell like a tropical oasis!! hahaha.
Ok, bed time. I'm exhausted from the history quiz I had today that the prof then followed with a 45 minute lecture about Bacon's Rebellion. Seriously? Seriously?

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Oper-, Opus: Housing

We officially have housing for next year. Opus 713. Top floor. Where there is cell phone service and a view of.... something. After a mad dash to get into a room, we finally made it and quickly discovered that a ton of other people will be living in Opus as well next year. I think it's going to end up being almost all seniors, which will be cool. If we just had kitchens, it would be great.
Earlier today I had a meeting with my adviser to talk about my schedule for next semester. As usual, the classes I want to take are fine and fit into my schedule. After we went over my classes we talked about my senior thesis and how it was almost time to graduate. It was kind of terrifying because she asked me what I was planning on doing next May and it realized I've only got a year to figure something out. But I've been seriously looking at Teach for America and I think I'm going to apply for it in the fall. It's extremely competitive though. They only take about 20-25% of the people who apply, so I'm going to need to come up with some kind of back up plan. But right now I need to focus on making sure all my academic and extracurricular activities are in order and ready for the fall. I'm going to need to start organizing this stuff over the summer. Basically I want to kick ass in my classes this semester to give my GPA one final boost before I apply to TforA and start looking at other jobs in the fall. God, that's terrifying. Especially in this economy.
Oh well, right now I've got a history quiz to study for.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The High Holy Day

Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!!!

It's that time of year again. That time when everything becomes a just little greener, bagpipes can be heard in the distance and it is suddenly acceptable to drink Bailey's and Jameson in your morning coffee. That's right ladies and gentlemen, The High Holy Day is upon us. It is St. Patrick's Day once again.
As I'm sure you all know, today is one of (if not my absolute) my favorite holidays of the year. It's always back and forth between today and Christmas (with 4th of July close behind), but as I get older I think today is starting to win out. I look forward to March 17th all year and usually have a countdown going by early January. The days leading up are spent blasting the Boondocks Saint's theme and all my other Irish music. You can feel the excitement in the air.
On any given day, there are a million reasons why I love being Irish. But today, I love it even more. What other nationality has a holiday (a religious one, no less) dedicated to drinking? It's amazing. I don't think it is possible for anything to ruin my day today. I may get annoyed at things, like the fact that Molly washed exactly half the dishes today and left the other half in the sink. But on a whole, I cannot be brought down.

Next year, our Spring Break ends on the weekend of the Washington DC St. Patrick's Day parade. Therefore, when planning our vacation, I will find it imperitive that we come back Saturday night so that we can go to the parade and get really drunk afterward. And the entire day of St. Patrick's Day will be spent at the Dubliner next year. Liz. Erin. You are on notice!
Now, if you will all excuse me, I'm going to go back to drinking my Miller Lite and listening to my Irish music while I celebrate this final hour of St. Patty's Day.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Deep Breath/My Housing

So after several near sleepless nights, hours of stressing and talking to just about every person I have ever known on this campus, we finally have a good fourth to live with. And on top of everything else, she has number 148! We can get our nice, quiet trailer and not have to worry about anything. Liz told me not to stress because it would all work out at the last minute but (me being me) I've stressed out about it compulsively for the past two weeks. I swear, I think I'm going gray or something. But it all seems to be working out. Maybe I won't be homeless next year. The only hurdle left to clear now, is My Housing...
I know it's a lot to ask for, but just once, just one time, I would like something at this school to run the way it is supposed to. No problems. No rescheduling. No massive emails to address the issues. But, like I said, it's a lot to ask for. So I'm not very optimistic about that ever happening. Today's problem is the CUA Housing program known as "My Housing". The idea behind the program is great. It lets people log on, check their lottery number, select their roommates and chose their rooms. All in one place. The execution however, in typical CUA fashion, sucks. The program is now three years old and the school still cant get it to work properly. This year, the problem is that people cant select their friends as their roommates. Also, we had to agree to some Resident and Dining Services form and if we didn't then we couldn't participate in selections. Well, we all signed it and it still says we're "ineligible". It is so bad, and Housing was so incapable of addressing the problem sometime in the past three week, that they had to delay the start of room selections. The lottery was scheduled to begin today at 4 and at 4:30 we got an email from the Housing director saying they were pushing up back at least a day to try and deal with the problem. So now, on top of not being able to select our roommates, we all have to scramble to try and reschedule who is going to pick the room, because God knows the person with the number is in class during their time. Great! Thank you CUA. To quote Daniel Craig in Road to Perdition (it is St. Patty's Day week after all), "It's all so fucking hysterical". I think that sums it up pretty acurately.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Application Submitted

I officially applied to two more summer jobs today. One at the International Trade Commision. The other at the Department of Education. I still have to fax a copy of my transcripts to the DoE, but thats it. Maybe one of them will work out and I can get a summer job. I'll have to keep scanning the goverment jobs websites to see if anything else pops up. Also, Liz gave me this website that lists jobs and internships with non-profits so maybe there will be something on that site that I can apply to. I think if I haven't heard anything from anybody in the next few weeks then I'm going to start becoming concerned. I cant go back home this summer! I'll go crazy! Besides, Liz and I have our summer 2009 bucket list that we need to complete. We can't do that if I'm in New Jersey.
I've decided that I'm done with certain people. I realized yesterday that I'm friends with a person or two who are just not worth being friends with, for any number of reasons. I finally realized that it's not worth putting up with the bi-polar, hypocondriac, high drama, ultimatum type of friendship. It's too much hastle and I have more important things to worry about. You're friends shouldn't make you that stressed. You shouldn't feel like you have to walk on eggshells around them and watch every little thing you say or do beause it may upset them and send them into a tailspin. That's not a friend. That's a project. So I'm done with people like that. And you know what? I'm ok with that. I'm better off without them.
So I've been in Leahy for the past three hours applying to differnet jobs and now writing a wonderful 3 page paper for my media class. Clearly, I'm being productive because here I am, posing on my blog. Whatever. As long as I get it done by tonight then I'm good. Molly and I were supposed to go out to BWI to pick up Hersh this morning but he missed his flight (car broke down). now he's on a flight that gets in at 8 so we're going out there after her Mission Jamaica meeting. Even better, I get to leave the APO meeting early!!!! Shaaa-weeeeet!!!!!!
I should probably finish my paper so that I can go back to my trailer and clean/relax before APO and BWI. My paper is supposed to be about 3 pages and right now I've got 2 lines. Time to work!!

p.s. there is a girl sitting next to me for the past fifteen minutes printing stuff and talking on her cell phone. I can hear her over my headphones. Can you get any more annoying?!?!?! Does she not see the hundred signs that say you are not allowed to be on your cell phone in Leahy???? At this point, I think she ranks up there with the obnoxiously loud girl who used to be in the pryz during breakfast last year. you know the one I'm talking about. don't pretend you don't!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

George Clooney

On Thursday, I watched ER for the first time in about four years. It's really sad that 90% of the original cast is gone from that show. But I also think its awesome that they are figuring out ways to bring everybody back for the final season. They even figured out a way to bring back Dr. Green (and he died of a brain tumor). But I think this past Thursday was the most highly anticipated return of the season. George Clooney as Dr. Doug Ross!!!!! So exciting!! And I think it was awesome how they did it because he was there and he had a huge impact, but he didn't even know he made this impact because what he did didn't take place in County General Hospital. Very well done. Thursday also saw new episodes of Bones, Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice. It was an intense night.
In other news, it's St. Patrick's Day Weekend!!!!!! The High Holy Day is upon us and I, for one, am very excited. Even though St. Patrick's Day isn't until Tuesday (and we'll drink then too) this is the official celebratory time. This is one of my favorite weekends and I'm not gonna let it go to waste. Although I think it will always be impossible to top last years 18 hour marathon, I have hope that this year will also be good. We kicked it off last night with a little B.P. and hanging out in my trailer (Molly's mom is in town and she was spending the night with her). After a while we all headed over to the boy's trailer because Alec was having his belated 21st birthday party. I'm pretty sure we're partying again tonight too. Well, we better be because, I mean, I'm planning to. This weekend only come's once a year. We need to enjoy it!
Ya know, for the first time in a while, I had a really good time last night. Everyone actually got together, hung out and enjoyed ourselves. We need to do that more often. It was very reminicent of what our weekends used to be like and, in a way, it reminded me of just how different this semester has been from every other one. Last night was almost like the last couple weeks hadn't happened. I'm almost worried that it's the only good weekend I'm gonna get this semester. But my birthday is two weeks from today and Chris has already promised me that we will have a big party. So I'm gonna hold him to that! Maybe this can be the time when the semester starts to turn around and I can get my friends "back". Not that I ever lost them, but when they act completely diferent, it's like you don't really know them anymore.
Ok, I think it's time for me to stop writing and go celebrate being Irish!!!! Hapy St. Patrick's Day everyone!!!