Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Saturday, December 19, 2009


Love this song:

which is a cover of this song (which I also love):

I also love this song:

which is a cover of this song (which I also love):

And of course, there's this one.....which I cannot get out of my head:

Yes. I'm obsessed. I have been listening to these songs all day. All. Day.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Oh goodness

I finished up the quarter. Not sure what my grades are yet.

I got a new laptop. It's pretty schnazzy.

I got a new packpack. It's radical.

I'm currently at my dad's, with The Little Beastie flipping out on my lap, but keeping me warm. I'm heading to my mom's Wednesday (or possibly tomorrow, since Katherine and Chuck will be going and it'd be safer to drive with them in case something happens. Like an avalanche, which wouldn't be entirely out of the ordinary).

I'm so excited to see my cousin Danny that I'm about to pee my pants. I should see him Thursday, though he'll be at his parent's by Wednesday night. I wanted to be polite and give them some alone time with him, but if he gives me the go ahead I will fly over to his house in record time so that we can eat Liege waffles.

I wanted to go to Boise to see my fam, and get my files from T-Righteous, but the weather is not cooperating and, awesome as my Lexus is, it's not made for slippery roads. No idea when I'll be able to go see everyone, but hopefully I'll have better luck with the weather early next year.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009


I filed a petition to changed some grades so that I could fix my GPA. In the process of having that petition granted (my GPA is now up to snuff) I am now three credits shy of graduation. So I'm going to stay (right now I'm set to graduate at the end of Spring quarter) and study Information Technology (don't ask).

The last month has been ridiculous - too difficult for me to even recall, let alone detail here. In the few minutes of shock after I saw that I didn't have enough credits to graduate I realized that I'd already done all the hard work. A few minutes worth of emailing and I was back on track. I got my financial aid back, I've enrolled for classes (THE MINIMUM ALLOWABLE COURSELOAD), and I'll be extending my lease (again) next week.

This means............


Actually, as awesome as comps are, and as much as I need a new laptop (I won't go into how badly mine sucks), the thing I'm most excited about is a new backpack. I haven't found one that I want cos the one that I saw that I liked didn't have the things I need. But I will persevere and find THE PERFECT BACKPACK!

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Lies and blaspheme

You know what? Last month I promised to upload pictures of, and describe in thorough detail my dad's house in Mt. Angel. I lied.

Instead, I'm going to attach the link to my facebook album for my trip to his house for Oktoberfest.

I'm also going to attach the link to my facebook album for my shenanigans this weekend.

I went to my aunt's house in Heppner to meet up with aunties and cousins for some horse riding and pumpkin picking. I ended up with a big green pumpkin, a perfect "Cinderella Carriage" orange one, one that looked like a turban, and one that's orange with green streaks. I also grabbed some corn stalks to go along with my pumpkins so that I can decorate the step outside my apartment door. I'm very excited about it!

I can't believe I've been in Ellensburg for a year. Less believable: I'm moving out in two months. I've started to miss it already. I have really enjoyed my time there, despite the cold, the wind, and the occasional, overwhelming loneliness (which happens to me everywhere!). I have had a few less-than-positive personal experiences, but my year in Ellensburg has completely changed who I am. I've grown more in a year here than I think I have my entire life previous. I'm really looking forward to my next adventure, but I'm really sad to be leaving this place behind.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Toe Lint, Trash-holes, and Smoking Cutiepies

I bought some socks last month to wear with my hiking boots. They're Hanes crew-cut socks. They've got a fairly thick nap, which adds a bit of extra cushion when I'm stomping around campus in my hiking boots. Said nap also adds a nice layer of lint to my toes. This is an alarming discovery - I'm obsessive about keeping my feet clean (amongst other body parts which shall go unmentioned at present), and I'm currently so distracted by the cloudy tufts protruding from the tips of my pigs that I am forced to blog about it. I'm going to do a quick trick involving the use of my carpet as a cleaning agent.

Had an epic dream last night. For those of you who don't know, you dream in real-time: this one must have been nearly an hour continuous. It was awful, and about You-Know-Who (no, NOT Voldemort), and my stupidity and ignorance and shame was all exposed, and all of my worst suspicions were confirmed. I woke up so low it took me nearly half an hour to get out of bed, and another full hour to get showered and get clothes on. I didn't even bother putting makeup on (two days running now). I didn't have time for breakfast, so I was even lower by the time I left for school. Then as I was walking to math, I saw You-Know-Who (no, NOT Voldemort) going to the SUB. I wanted to yank off my hiking boot, linty sock and all, and hurtle it at the back of his spiky-haired head.

Made a mate from math class. He's one of those people who looks/acts like he could be 18 or could be 28 (though I suppose that's true for virtually any CWU college student), has a unique sense of style (i.e. Castro hat, flack-or-leather jackets, skater shoes, and facial scruff), smells like cigarettes and deodorant, and loves doing crossword puzzles. He's got bright blue eyes, a quick mind, and great legs. He sat next to me on the couch before class today and we did part of the cross word together. It was a nice exchange. Generally I go all day without ever talking to anyone (unless for class-oriented discussions), and the few people I do talk to are the kind of people who say weird things that provide more biographical information than necessary. You know the type.

If I can get enough of my homework done today/tonight I'll be heading home for the weekend. I'd like to visit my aunt Alaina, pick pumpkins, etc, then possibly spend Sunday night with my cousin Jami (on whom I have a crush of an inappropriately sexual nature), gettin' crunk and watching Bridget Jones's Diary. More than likely I'll not get any homework done and will spend my weekend here, alone, wishing I was elsewhere and still getting no homework done.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Meteorologist, I'm calling BS.

I'd like to take a moment to do what everyone has done, does regularly, or will do at some point in their life: call bullshit on the weather"man."

Last week the high temps ranged from 43 to 53 degrees. The lows were in the thirties. Today was a high of "43 degrees." Today's High temperature sure felt a helluva lot colder than last weeks low temperatures. I don't own a thermometer, so I have no way of definitively proving-wrong, "acuweather" or the national weather service's reported temperatures. But I do have some evidence to back my argument.

1) The ONLY weather station for basically the entire pacific northwest (unless you're on the coast) is in Pendleton, Oregon. For those of you who are not familiar with the geography of the Pacific Northwest, you can do a 45-second geography lesson using google maps. Select "get directions" and type in "Pendleton, OR" and "Ellensburg, WA." It's approximately a 3 hour drive from point to the other. That's like telling someone in San Francisco what to wear based on a weather report from...some place three hours away. Think it doesn't make that big of a difference? You're wrong.
2) Last week I was wearing a tshirt and jeans, and a single-button corduroy jacket with a scarf. Last week I was somewhat chilled until I got about 1/4 of a mile to campus and I got my blood flowing. Today I wore: thick socks, hiking boots, a big puffy parka, and gloves. Today my nose was running, my ears were about to shatter off my head, and it took me 15 minutes to get feeling back into my fingers once I was in class. Also, since this week I'm PMSing, my core body temp is higher than it normally would be. SO:

Hot flashes PLUS big parka PLUS gloves SHOULD EQUAL Overheating.
Hot flashes PLUS big parka PLUS gloves DOES NOT EQUAL freezing me arse off and, therefore, does not equal 43 degrees.

I don't have it down to an exact science (yet) but when I FEEL cold even when I'm walking (I walk at a really smart pace - about a mile in eleven minutes, standard "forced march" pace) I know that it's not above 40 degrees.

I guess I could have shortened this entire post to: the weather station is 150 miles away in a desert: I live on the western slopes of the cascade mountains.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

In The Long Run We Are All Dead

I've added the link to my other blog. I've added a warning page because the nature of my blog posts lately have been graphic. Unlike this blog, which is to keep my mates up to date on my normal life, the other blog is truly a personal online diary, so I don't censor myself. If you don't want details of my other goings on, don't read it.

It won't always be dealing with "my other goings on." Sometimes I'll blog about a hot guy I wanted to jump, or about being objectified, or other sex- and sexuality-related topics. Again, if you don't want details, don't read it.

For those of you who are curious but wary, I will say this: I won't post anything pornographic. I will use explicit terms, I may use vulgar language, I may post diagrams and pictures, but the former will only be during rants and the latter will only ever be for educational purposes.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Dear Hiring Manager

Dear Hiring Manager,

I want to express my interest in your job posting.

I have a bachelor's degree in a social science. I have no math skills or work experience.

I need:

$600 a month
a computer that is capable of high speed downloads without crashing
a couch to sleep on

Thank you for your time and consideration.

Valry Hensel

Winning cover letter, huh??

Totally kidding. I don't even have one.

I have been so busy with my classes and graduation paperwork that I haven't had any time to do more than look at job postings. Today, however, my afternoon class was canceled so straight after math class I headed to the library and got started. Three and a half hours later I'd applied to three jobs.

The nature of the applications requires a tremendous amount of work: separate application websites [registration for which requires things like a password with 2 upper case letters (out of a max of 15), 2 numbers, two special characters, and the blood of ten virgins], multiple questionnaires, document uploading. Of course by the time you've read half of the instructions for completing these processes you've been logged out and have to start over again. However, I've now got the hang of things, have several resumes to submit, and all of my transcripts are in order. Once some new positions open up it won't take me nearly as long to apply to them.

I ONLY applied to jobs that I actually want to work at. I figure there's plenty of time to get discouraged and sell myself short - may as well start by trying to get a job I don't hate, right? So far I've applied for an analyst position with the Department of the Navy, a mission support assistant for border control, and a management analyst for ......well, some government agency whose name escapes me. Basically a government HR firm. Ideally I'd get the Navy job and or the last job, mission support is unlikely because it's a LOT of clerical stuff that I've never formally done and thus can't prove I'm capable of doing. More than likely I'm going to get zero response from any of these submissions, and will apply to increasingly more job postings until it's March and I'm officially penniless and about to be sent to debtors prison because I'm unemployed and can't make my payments. At that point I'll be posting the following on Craigslist:

Dear Future Husband,

I want to express my interest in becoming your wife.

I have a bachelor's degree in a social science. I have no math skills or work experience.

I need:

$600 a month
a computer that is capable of high speed downloads without crashing
a couch to sleep on

Thank you for your time and consideration.

Valry Hensel

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

The FINAL final countdown.

Petition granted*, application for graduation accepted: degree checkout being processed.

As of December 11, 2009 I am officially done with my bachelor's degree. It's been a great three years, a bit rough at times, but ultimately successful, rewarding, and empowering.

As I've been busy with school and other things, I have not yet been able to actively seek/apply to jobs. Tomorrow intend to (work up the nerve to) ask professors tomorrow if I can use them as references. I'm pretty sure they'll enthusiastically acquiesce, but it terrifies me to burden others. It must be done, however, so that I can start applying to these jobs. Ideally I'd get a job which would start the second week of January. This would give me plenty of time to relocate and settle into my new surroundings (and hopefully relax for a few days) before I start working.

My lease for my current apartment is up at the end of December*, giving me plenty of time post-finals week to pack up my things and move out. Since most of the housing options I've looked at are furnished bedrooms, I will really only have to move my close and a few personal items, which will probably make it the least stressful move in my lifetime. I am not sure if I will be nervous about all of this. Right now it's a bit too far off, so I can't gauge my feelings. But once it's more imminent, I'm not sure if I'll be nervous. I'll be celebrating my graduation (and REA's!!!!!!), enjoying the holidays, saying goodbye to everyone, and being generally felicitous and busy, so I won't have much time to think about it. I am really prepared (psychologically!) for the transition, and really excited about the prospect of living in Southern California. Whatever nerves I may suffer from I imagine will be more from what I think I should be feeling, and not from any actual fears or anxieties. I'm a complex creature, ladies and gentlemen.

*In order to graduate, students must file an application for graduation at the beginning of the term prior to their graduation date. This means that I needed to have applied during the second week of July in order to graduate in December. Since I didn't think I'd be able to finish in December, I didn't file the application, and was required to file a petition to have my application accepted for this quarter. The petition was immediately granted, and my application was processed the day after.

**I spoke to the leasing manager's assistant yesterday about extending my lease. They don't do anything other than 12-month leases here, but her boss wasn't in the office, so she went ahead and extended my lease three months. She had everything ready and had me sign the amended form so that he wouldn't be able to veto her! Ha! While I was waiting, Dan the Maintenance guy came in and we shared a tete-a-tete. He congratulated me on graduation, and said we'd share some beers when I'm through (of course I said he could drink mine for me!). I absolutely LOVE Ellensburg, my school, and my apartment complex. I will be very sad to leave, because (even taking into account my misfortune in April) living here and attending this school has been the most empowering experience of my life.

Monday, September 21, 2009

Change: Now in color!

So, details.

My initial decision to not apply to grad schools was made impulsively after receiving an incredibly offensive and disheartening email from a potential grad adviser at one of the programs I've been looking into. After a few moments of reflection, however, I realized that the professor was right, and that I needed to rethink my approach. Upon further reflection, I realized I am simply NOT willing to do the work. I've been dying to take a break for some time now, and this is the sign that I need to take one. I can take my time preparing for grad school, and not rush into it.

I was anxious about sharing my decision with my parents, but all turned out well. Mum, as always, supports whatever decisions I make. My dad, whose opinion I was most anxious about, was actually relieved when I told him that I'd decided to take a break. I didn't realize that anyone else understood how difficult school has been for me. Dad and I are both compulsive learners - as he described it, our "brains are on fire" when we're in class and studying. But taking the max course load for three solid years has finally caught up to me. When my dad told me he thought it was a good idea to get a job (despite the horribleness and the awfulness of the job market), when he literally sighed and relaxed when I explained my change of plans, I felt like I had absolutely made the right decision.

I've been pretty overwhelmed both with life in general, and this decision in specific. There were almost as many things to do to get out of college as there were to get into a new program. But I made a list of tasks to accomplish, and spent today taking care of most of them. I've been withdrawn from my econ minor and amended my major. This means that in order to graduate in December, all I need to do is file a late graduation application (which will hopefully NOT be rejected!). Once I get back to Ellensburg I need to extend my lease two and a half months, and begin moving out of my apartment (I'd rather have everything done before finals week so that I'm not worrying about it), but other than that I'm in a very good position right now.

I looked at hundreds of jobs today and found about two dozen strong prospects. I also looked at housing in the areas I was planning to apply for jobs, and found some promising options. I'm looking for people renting out rooms. The rooms I looked at were furnished, rent included utilities, and internet and TV were already set up. There were also no (or minimum) security deposits. Renting a room will:
A) Cut my housing expenses down by at-least half. From what I've looked at, rental costs for most apartments (unfurnished, without utilities, internet, tv, etc) is more than three times the rent on a room.
B) Moving into a furnished room means the only moving costs I will have will be gas, one night in a hotel (unless I have a friend with me, in which case I'll camp!), and some food.
C) I'll have someone there to answer all of my questions about my new home, and will feel a lot safer living in/around a big city if I have someone at home when I get there.
D) I imagine potential housemates won't mind splitting grocery costs on heavily used items (milk, butter, bread) and will probably not mind letting me cook communal meals (which means I'll get to make - and share - many of my favorite dishes, which I currently don't cook because I live alone and would waste 90% of it if I made them).

With the money I'll save on rent I'll be able to pay down my bills MUCH faster. After a few years I'd be able to easily afford a decent-sized apartment (or even a condo) with room for guests. And of course, I'd be able to travel!

The most exciting part of my decision to work instead of attend school is that I'll have ACTUAL free time. As a student I get a spring break, a few weeks off for Christmas, and about two months off for summer. However, I ALWAYS have the pressure of pending assignments, tests, and various deadlines, even when I don't have class. With a job I would be working at least 40 hours a week. But when I get off in the evenings, it's my time. When I have weekends, I have a complete two-day break to get tasks done, to laze about, to travel. I will ALWAYS know what my schedule is, and can make definite plans. I can take time off when it's convenient for me. I can schedule said vacations when my other friends and family have vacations, and we can choreograph them accordingly. I will have legitimate free time. Oh, Glory!!

I won't be rich. It will be a real struggle to get a job, and the amount of work I will have to find one makes me panic. But, even when it's most challenging, life has a way of working out. The next few months are going to take a lot of talking-myself-into-it and calming-myself-down moments. But I can do it. I'll stay calm. ;)

Saturday, September 19, 2009


First off, some genius in Spokane (two hours north of Wallensburg) decided to take a schizophrenic murderer on a field trip to the fair. Said murderer escaped, and is currently at large.

Second, take my post from a few weeks ago and cancel it. I'm not applying to grad schools, I'm petitioning to graduate in December, I've updated my resume and profile, and I'm currently looking for work and living arrangements in (preferably) the Los Angeles area. I'm very, very happy about this decision!!

Third, I'm dealing with a personal trauma which I may or may not discuss on this blog at some point in the future. If I flip out on you or seem to be a bit unstable, that's the reason. Don't be alarmed, emoting is healthy, and I'm following the proper procedure to deal with this issue.

Fourth, I''m currently at my dad's in Mt. Angel, Oregon. His house is perfect. Out of a story book. I kid thee not. Descriptive and photographic evidence to follow at a later date.

Fifth, to the few people who read my blog: I love you all!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Monday, September 14, 2009

Scary Go Round

Last week my life changed forever.

Approximately five years ago I discovered the world of webcomics. It was limited to three:
Questionable Content, Something Positive, and Scary Go Round.

Questionable Content's quality has wavered through the years, though I recently got back into it. Something Positive, though fantastic, was a bit dialog-intensive for me to keep up with on a regular basis. If I went on vacation and missed a few days it would take me over an hour to catch up. If I, say, didn't have internet for a month....

But Scary Go Round.........

The artwork, the dialog, the incredible story arcs, this is the greatest webcomic - some of the greatest fiction - ever created. Scary Go Round improved my quality of life 300%: From finding true love, to experiencing true heartbreak; Starting college, dropping out of college, starting college again; Divorces, marriages, births, deaths, first times and last times... Scary Go Round was there for me through all of it. No matter how sad I was, this comic made me laugh. No matter how happy I was, I always wanted to take the time to read it.

Last week, Scary Go Round concluded. Although it has ended, it is always with spirit. (And in archives).

Mr. John Allison, my hat's off to you.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009


I've taken up football (European). With Alora and Max. My right quad is stiff.

Also, I suuuuuck at football (American).

Monday, August 31, 2009

Let it begin.....

Round One: Applications and Advising
Contacting potential faculty advisers, filling out application forms.

I've started my applications. I am so happy because it looks like it's going to be a bit easier on me this round than last. I use ONE (1) website to apply to law schools (Southwestern, Pepperdine, USC) and have decided to keep my PhD apps to one: USC. I will also apply to the Masters program at Central. USC and Pepperdine's apps aren't available until tomorrow (guess how I'll be spending my day....), so I'm going to spend the rest of the evening emailing professors at USC to find out how best to approach my potential research. Hopefully they won't laugh at me to my face.......

This biggest problem I'm having is finding faculty, programs, schools for my PhD. I'm applying to USC for the sole reason that it's the only school that I've consistently wanted to go to, and Los Angeles (for some reason) is the only city I've consistently wanted to live in for extended periods of time. I have no idea why. Anyway, despite the apparent boringness/humor of my research topic (rubber), I'm going to be doing groundbreaking research. The only people who have really written on rubber (or even on commodities in general) are either dead or journalists. Since neither the dead nor journalists profess at academic institutions, I'm at a bit of a loss. So I will simply choose the school that holds my interest and do my own thang.....

Stay tuned for

Round Two: Supplemental Materials
This includes professor letters of recommendation, statement of purpose, portfolios, GRE and LSAT score reports, and transcripts.

and the exciting conclusion

Round Three: Financial Aid Forms
W-2, 1040, FAFSA, and fellowship appeals!

Monday, August 24, 2009

Hensel, or weirder --->

Walking down Walnut St. on my way to campus I stepped over a rigatoni noodle (awash in some sort of tomato sauce). Later, upon leaving the Language and Literature building (the Social Sciences Fortress) I nearly trod on a lone bowtie (possibly with garlic cream sauce).

The noodly carcasses of the respective Pastii were all that remained of what must have been an epic battle; all that remained as testament to the irreconcilable dichotomy of sauce preference.
No witnesses.
No prisoners.
No survivors.

In other news, a herd of trombones has been adopted by an unidentified neighbor. No word yet if their plans involve breeding with French horn flocks (which run wild in this part of the world).

Hensel, or weirder ---->

Sunday, August 23, 2009

teh futurz

Wednesday, September 23: First day of Fall Quarter
Saturday, September 26: L-SAT
Monday, September 28: GRE

I'm going to apply to:

Central Washington University Department of History Masters program
Washington State University Department of History PhD program
USC Department of History PhD program
USC Gould School of Law JD program
Pepperdine University School of Law

Fall quarter I am taking 8 credits of history (finishing my major) and a math class. Winter quarter I will be retaking 10 credits (geology and econ) as well as a history elective (for fun).
Spring quarter I will take history as well as possibly econ classes. I will graduate - hopefully with honors - in early June.

Because my grades are good but my GPA is bad I will be retaking 10 credits worth of classes, but cannot do it until Winter quarter, which doesn't finish until the end of March. This means some schools might reject me before I have a chance to fix my grades. I am not entirely sure I will stay in Ellensburg and get my Masters, even if I am rejected from every other program. If all else fails I will get a job somewhere that isn't windy all the time - or that at least has more to offer than said wind. (Not that Ellensburg sucks, but there isn't much to do there and I DO get restless occasionally.)

Monday, August 17, 2009

Higher Education

I'd prefer having professors who have the skills to teach in innovative, creative ways. This is a shameless attempt by the University to increase enrollment by ripping off students. They'd have done better to spend the "generous gift from [their] Board of Trustees” to lower tuition costs, or to create a post-graduation-unemployment funds for graduates drowning in debt from their $30,000 education.

Furthermore, students have to pay for the phone plan - which will require them to incur cancelation fees to switch over to AT&T, not to mention paying the outrageous monthly bill for the plan. This is so absurd I'd laugh out loud if it didn't make me so angry.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


For the first time in college I did something legitimately social. Awesome Aussie Adam invited me to a bbq at his house Sunday night and....I went! Here are the five consecutive, horrible photos I took. Great!

My host, Adam. His mum's Australian, so I now refer to him as Aussie Adam, or Awesome Adam, or, as above, Awesome Aussie Adam. He's the most charming person I've met in years. Well-read, well-spoken, and polite. He's Mr. Manners!

Adam's friend Josh. Josh bent down to get his beer.

Adam's other friends, preparing their meat.

Me, making a face (as usual) because I was talking whilst taking a photo of myself (as usual).

Adam made southwestern salad, crinkle fries, and pork loin. It was amazing.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Grad School

This may not be news to most of you:

Yesterday I went to see Dr. Ervin to get some holds off my transcript so I could register and to talk a bit more about grad school. I was left completely speechless by what he said to me. Aside from mentioning several times that I was a great thinker, had a great intellect, etc, he said that I was going to make a great scholar - he said he'd actually never said that to an undergrad (always said they had the "potential"). Then he backtracked and said that I already was a great scholar. I started blushing, I couldn't even say anything. He said to let him know if I wanted him to initiate contact with faculty at potential grad schools for me. He also assured me that the faculty in our department would write me very strong recommendations (he emphasized it several times). I asked him if he thought I should stay here for my masters or if I should go directly into a Ph.D program. He said he thought I would thrive in a "sink or swim" environment like a Ph.D program and that he knew I worked best when I'm just left on my own. He said that I should do all of my research on different programs this summer, and find specific faculty members I would want to work with, contact them, and then apply to those schools starting in August. I had kinda planned to just stay here for grad school - all of the other students were confused when I said I wanted to go to a PhD program directly, so I thought that I was supposed to stay here for a masters. But Dr. Ervin knows best!

I really want to stay here and work with him and the other faculty here, though. I love this department. I guess I can just talk to them over the summer and see what they recommend, since I'd pretty much be working with everybody if I studied rubber.

Yesterday I looked into every school on US News's top graduate schools list, but I'm not really that interested in most of them. USC is still my number one, but Ohio University is standing out, too. No one has ever studied rubber before (aside from a handful of journalists) so while I'm going to stand out in my field, I'm really struggling to find a good school because....who am I supposed to work with? Since I want to put quite a bit of emphasis on the sex toys industry I don't want to choose a conservative school like Notre Dame or BYU. Notre Dame has an amazing program, but being a religious school I would have to trod on a lot of feet to get things done, and I don't want to offend anybody with my curiosity! More liberal schools like Berkeley and UC Santa Barbara are a little too extreme and don't offer good funding. USC offers solid funding to PhD candidates, is liberal enough to not be offended by my odd studies, and is close to an airport - so I can travel easily. Ohio University has a contemporary history certification program (supplementary to their PhD) which offers an entirely separate fellowship (of the same, ludicrous amount of money as the PhD), and while it's not near an airport (or anywhere else) the cost of living is low enough to make it a much better deal financially. I've only just started looking, however, and I'll try to work with Dr. Ervin and my other professors as much as I can to organize my intended research (I have a feeling I'll be working with the sociology and gender studies departments at my future school) and get some direction/contacts at other universities. looks like I'll be starting graduate school next fall. I'll probably still apply to the masters program here, but more than likely I'll be looking to start directly in a PhD program. This will keep me around-ish for at least another year, possibly a little longer. Hopefully I'll do some traveling while I'm still an undergrad so that I can get used to doing it. I really don't enjoy it much...but it's inescapable.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

1902 N Walnut Part 3

Disclaimer: Google Blogger sux0rs. I have NO idea what's going on with the formatting of these pictures. Viewer discretion is advised.

Remember my apartment when I first moved in? Here's what it looks like 8 months later once I finally put furniture in it.

Here's my bed currently. To the left is the frame for what will be my bed futurely. It's a really cool sleigh bed frame, I used to have it in Athena, then it got passed to Rea, etc, etc. I don't have a mattress set, so that's the next item on my list.
My living room, now full of furniture. I'll try taking pictures again in the morning so that you can see the view out the window, etc. It is such a huge room, I could probably put two or three more pieces in it without it looking cramped.

Super-nice drop-leaf table that I snagged from my Aunt Susan (it's actually my mum's table....). I only have two chairs, but since there's only one bum living in the house.....

A kick-butt desk I got at the thrift store this morning. It matches my bed frame, but I decided to stick it in the other bedroom until I get everything sorted out in my room. The mirror didn't come with it - I took it from my mum's garage, and it just happened to fit perfectly on top.

The cutest rocking chair ever. I got it for $10 at Goodwill. It's very low (good for shorties!) and quite wide-set. I was bothered by how tall the arms were until mum sat down in it to demonstrate to me why they're at chest-level: for breastfeeding. I almost started crying, it was the sweetest thing I'd ever seen. She said she'd re-upholster it for me when I have babies.

Friday, April 24, 2009

My Danny!

My cousin Danny - one of my best friends - came home from his mission yesterday. I drove to Pasco to meet him at the airport.

Angela, Danny, Susan

The Taylors

Me hugging Danny. Danny pretending to be embarrassed.

Five seconds later, we hate each other.

Don't ask about the weird layout of my pictures. Google Blogger is a pain in the butt when it comes to formatting, so......yeah.


Well Rob wasn't much of a camera man, he kinda slept for a lot of the trip, but it was a blast to have him along!

Rob, somewhere in Yakima

Rob, Rosemary, Dad

Rob in front of Multnomah Falls

The view of the Gorge from Crown Point

Rob and I are gonna go back to Oregon in a few weeks and go to the coast, etc. It should be wicked fun!

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Ro-Ad Trip

Rob and I are heading to Oregon for the weekend. I plan to show him (amongst other things):

Multnomah Falls

The Columbia River Gorge historic highway

Canon Beach

Hug Point

Hopefully the weather will cooperate and be gorgeous. It should be a fun long as he doesn't get called in to work!!

Don't forget to vote on my poll!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

More pictures

Matty and me in a parking lot in Bethesda.

Hamburger Hamlet. I have to be smiling like that in order to contrast with G's lack of expressiveness.

G, Dad, ZZ Top style, with The Grove, Clinton Hyphen Massey Schools, Ohio.

We walked into this steak house and I saw this horsie. I headed toward it and my dad, in third-grader fashion, shoved around me and climbed on.

G, philosophizing.

Me, smiling politely.

Note the luxurious legroom in the back of G's Scion. Excellent.

Just one of the dozen or so accidents in Wyoming.

Looks pretty bad, but I'm sure the driver was only scratched up a bit. Of all the accidents we saw, this was the worst, so that's pretty good (relatively).

Finally home. We drove through Wyoming on Sunday and it was 16 degrees and solid ice on the roads. Monday afternoon we rolled into Portland, which was 72 degrees, not a cloud in the sky, and with trees - and flowers - in full bloom.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Happy Days

Me, looking silly.

Me staring out the car window somewhere in Ohio.
G in his uniform.

Well I spent the last week driving across the country - my 11th time from coast to coast, but I also made a round-trip from VA to UT a few years ago, so....kinda my 13th - and got back yesterday evening. I then spent a really fun night with my friend Rob, tried to sleep in, skipping my earlier two classes for the 5th day in a row, went to my Latin American class then came home and took a nap. I just now finished eating my spaghetti for dinner, and am hoping Rob will want to watch a fun movie so that I don't end up going to bed at 7:30 (even though I need to). The weather here is fabulous, so I'm a bit disappointed that he made plans with his friend. I was going to put on a dress and go play outside. Oh well, I was too tired anyway!

Katherine gets married in less than two months, Garrett is on leave and will be moving to Oregon for a month before starting his MOS school, and I'm not really doing much of anything. Life's pretty good.

Cute Robert.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Ellensburg and Yakima Canyon

Instead of sitting around watching movies, eating junk food, and waiting for Cute Robert to call me, which he can't do because he's busy studying for his ASVAB and GRE, I decided to go take some pictures of Ellensburg and thereabouts. My original intention was to drive up to Vista House (a strange sort of white adobe building with a turret that's up on a hill overlooking the rodeo grounds) and take pictures of the mountains and then head to campus to wander and take videos/pictures of my school. Unfortunately it's blowing about 50 mph, and the wind chill is, to say the least, "biting." All I ended up with was one decent shot of what I believe is Barge Hall (admin building) and some of the local houses that were on the way.

4th Street: A pretty little house, and a castle letting a 2-bedroom flat.

The Barbie House. Enlarge the images so you can see the colors up close. Note the molded plastic shutters. There's even a matching garage out the back side of the house. No. Joke.

Barge Hall and Ellensburg High School. If you're wondering why I posted a picture of the high school, you've obviously never seen my high school in Athena.

After I took these pictures, I still wanted to take pictures of campus, but it was so windy I didn't want to get out of the car and wander around, so I decided to drive down "Canyon Road" and see where that led me. I was hoping to find a back road that would take me up Manastash Ridge so I could get a good picture of the mountains, but instead I ended up following the Yakima River through the foothills.
To the Southwest and Southeast of the Yakima River.

It was so windy I could hardly stay upright. Or breathe. Or smile. And then I almost dropped my camera.

I hopped back in my car and drove along a little farther and noticed there was a little recreational area. It was so windy I had to open my car door with both legs because I couldn't push it with my arms. I then decided it was a good idea to walk across this seemingly-unthreatening suspension bridge:
To the left and right of the rickety-ass suspension bridge. Note: I thought I would die.

A rare siting: The Valry, in nature.

After several more unsuccessful attempts to get shots of the gorgeous mountains, I headed home to nurse my wounds: I have several slivers in my hands and fingers from the bridge. It was actually very stable, but since it's not solid it moved around a lot in the wind. Combined with the disorientation from the water rushing beneath my feet, I was very unsteady and had to keep bracing myself on the rail, which felt smooth but wasn't. No worries, though. The slivers are small and if they bother me too much I can just ask Cute Robert to get them out for me. I wish he'd call....