best parts of spring

Besides the gorgeous weather and general feelings of happiness that the spring of the year brings the best part is undoubtedly America's pastime. Baseball is by far and away my favorite sport. I've grown up a die hard Cubs baseball fan. I think you can analyze this and determine some deep personality characteristics that this has caused me. However, I still support the lovable losers.. and always will.

meta. game watching, while blogging about game watching!

 This love is something that I have inherited my father. We were always listening to games on the radio around the house and outside. There's something about the sound of Harry Caray or Ron Santo's voice that just does it for me. game over. 

As I've gotten older baseball is a great form of stress relief. I can turn it on.. tune out for a couple of hours or get work done while it's on. It just instantly puts me in relax mode. I've even taken to watching at the gym, which gets a few more hours out of me on the elliptical. Just last week I ended up spending three hours there because the Cubs were on and I got sucked in...

The same thing is happening tonight.. The Cubs are on and where did the time go?

job search blues

I think I've hit a little bump in the road...

confession: It's been exactly a month today and I haven't sent out a single job app. My resume is in a state of disrepair after I reworked it 2 weeks ago. My confidence is shaken.

I really need to get all of this fixed quickly.. and efficiently. I also need to maintain my sanity to get me through these next (final!) two weeks of class. (insert words of encouragement here)

national library week

This week is going to be great. How do I know? Because it is national library week! That means it is time to celebrate your local library and librarians. Tomorrow is when the festivities really kick-off here at the University of Illinois. The Main Library is hosting all kinds of goodies for library worker day, which means I will be thoroughly sugar-buzzed for my virtual desk shifts tomorrow. huzzah!

sicky sick sick sick

At present I am infected. I can't ever remember being this ill in a long time. I have a cough and my chest is so filled up with crap it is a struggle to breathe. My nose keeps running and I feel like I am the most disgusting person in the world.

Don't get near me.

anatomy of a tdl

my tdl today!

I've been writing lists for as long as I can remember. As I've gotten older I have now perfected my list making to a science. I usually make a list for a single day or for an entire week at a time. Depending on what I really need to get done I pepper the list with some gimme items. For me it is important to get the satisfaction of crossing something off! So if I put something easy like: take out cat liter, eat lunch!, or go to the gym... I know that I will get to cross something off. Seeing the scratched through stuff really makes all the difference. It gets the ball rolling an definitely kicks my ass in gear to accomplish the rest of the list.

trash lit

what makes a book good?
what makes a book garbage?
who decides?
If you read twilight, does it make you dumber?
Should I only read best sellers?
What is Oprah reading?
Should I read canon authors?
Is it okay to scowl and laugh at women who read romance?
Can I assume that all sci-fi lovers are nerds?
Who's to tell me what's good and bad?
Can I make my own decision?

blergh

Spring break was great, however coming back from spring break and realizing that I totally screwed myself for this first week back was not so awesome. I made the mistake of hastily reading my assignments for this week and completely overlooking the fact that I needed to read an entire book on book clubs. Usually for my literacy class we just cover about 4-5 journal articles a week and usually I get around to reading/skimming all of them.

scented markers! the joys of grad school.

Normally, this wouldn't be such an inconvenience, but this week also just so happens to be when I am leading the group discussion about one of the articles. My article covers African American women's clubs in the late 19th century. It would be great to be able to compare the book about white women's book clubs to this article, but its been a struggle to get it all read. This is just one of those times I wish I would have taken a speed reading course... or that osmosis worked and I could simply absorb all of the information possible by just putting my head on the book.. I would take either of these.