I don’t have a lot to say.
I began my internship the other day,
Which makes this less of a vacation.
This is some stunning animation.
I drew and watched some Doctor Who
but have yet to reach “The Hogfather, Night 2″.
Outside is snowing but only in sprinkles,
Not enough to cover the ground’s creases and wrinkles.
I wish that the sky would snow me in
snug like a mouse in a biscuit tin
until spring thaws turn the rivers to rust
and spring breezes come in and blow away my dust.
The first week of December and we are finally getting some decent snow…though not QUITE enough to sled in. Because we tried that today and failed spectacularly. There was a great deal of scooting and at one point I managed to literally run Briggs over.
Today was an overall wintery, Christmassy kind of day. I drank coffee with eggnog flavored creamer, worked on the final page of this year’s calender (yes, I do hope to have them out before Christmas this year) while watching the snow fall outside, attempted to sled, and finally put up my awesome-tastic pink Christmas tree while watching The National Lampoons’ Christmas Vacation, Scrooged and The Ref.
Look how pretty:
(The star on the top isn’t blue, btw… Briggs had me shine an LED flashlight on it while he took the picture so that the star would show up, and the LEDs projected a somewhat different spectrum than the incandescent tree bulbs.)
Anyway, it’s even MORE fabulous now, because I cut out a bunch of snowflakes and stuck a few to the wall and hung most from jewelry wire above the tree. Super pretty. The whole corner is pink and gold and silver and sparkly. And yes, I know that this may be the girliest tree ever.
Just to put the cherry on top of my ‘Doing Christmassy Stuff’ sundae of a Sunday, after dinner I might bake cookies, as I’ve been meaning to bring some to various people and keep failing to find time.
***EDIT***
So, of course, it snowed all night, and now that it’s Monday and Briggs and I have to return to our mutual work/school lives, we have a few inches and a perfect day for sledding. Our car this morning:
Thanksgiving is blissfully over and today we are getting our first snow*. I have a cat on my lap, my boyfriend is threatening to do unspeakable things to my tea, I have a pile of unfinished homework that I keep trying to forget exists and the Top Gear Armageddon special queued up and waiting.
But before I surrender myself to the fabulousity of British Automotive shows, I had a few things I wanted to share.
1. My Next Internship:
After the prospects for this quarters’ internship ranging from a beer company to a childrens’ educational group, I decided to see what I could do about seeking out my own internship this quarter, as I was hoping to find something at an actual graphic design studio. So, a couple weeks ago, I sent out my resume and sample sheet to every design studio
I could find in the area that actually had an email address.
To date, I have heard back from three.
One informed me that they did offer an internship program, and that it was 12 weeks long, unpaid and 40 hours a week. As I would be attending classes full time and getting ready for graduation, I had to let them know that the position wasn’t exactly what I was looking for.
One regretfully replied with the news that they were not looking for an intern at this time.
The third, however (well, chronologically, the second, but it is more dramatic in this order) wrote back and told me that they had just been discussing bringing an intern on board at the beginning of the year and that they were intrigued by my offer to fetch coffee. We set up an interview for the 24th, which was this past Wednesday.
My interview lasted about an hour and forty-five minutes. I got a tee-shirt and they told me that my work was very impressive. They told me about all kinds of stuff I would have the opportunity to learn and work on with them and I am pretty sure I am their intern this coming quarter. I am supposed to get official confirmation around the beginning of this coming week.
2. Star Wars Girl:
By now, you have very likely heard about Katie and her Star Wars thermos. (if not, go here to read about it).
Well, in the past couple weeks, the internet has rallied in a wicked cool way, sending this sweet little geek girl all kinds of mad love. Grown up geek girls (and boys…we don’t discriminate!) have written her thousands of messages, and there is an article about it here, including an interview with the little geekette herself. I admit I got pretty teared up reading/watching this. I wish the internet had been around when I was a little girl to tell me that there was nothing wrong with my love of reading and my use of big words.
Seriously, this is one of the main things I LOVE about the internet. Sure, there are trolls and jerks and idiots galore, but there is also the reassurance that no matter who you are or what you are into or how weird you may be, there are other people like you out there. And they will stand up for you.
3. On the Topic of Things That Warm the Cockles:
This post from IMMD was just kind of charming.
4. To Offset the Mushy, Something That’s Just Cool:
This glowing dress made of knitted clear tubes that move fluid around isn’t really a practical option for wearing, but is certainly awesome. Plus, who knows? Perhaps it will inspire some engineer/designer to figure out a way to make this 
work in an actual functional feasible fashion. Regardless, this is super cool.
5. Tangled
I went to see Tangled last night. It was awesome. That is all.
* application of ‘snow’ may vary. Company makes no promises regarding regularity, density or actual snow of falling snow. Two visible flakes/hour or above constitutes ‘snow’. Snow may be composed of falling frozen water, small pieces of dry leaf, or dirty windows viewed without glasses. Please enjoy your ‘snow’. All complaints and questions should be directed to…we’ll let you know when we have a department for that.
…to write another blog. I believe I heard somewhere that any decision is better than none.
I am currently sitting at my “desk” (see: small Formica’d table with a desk chair) in the office that holds my internship, and killing time until I have fulfilled my 100% undocumented shift. My supervisor has nothing new for me to work on and the tasks I worked on last week have not yet garnered feedback, so I am basically here for no reason. I take that back…this morning, upon arrival, it was requested that I a make a spreadsheet (with about 5 columns and maybe 10 
lines worth of information) and pull up board meeting dates for a few local school districts; two arduous tasks that filled about 30 minutes combined. Since then, I have been basically catching up on incredibly important internet stuff, but now that all my regular blogs are read and my facebook photo changed, writing a blog seemed the next best course of action.
The environment here today is less than optimal, and certainly not ideal for any kind of writing. My coworkers are vacillating between chatting loudly and listening to Christmas music, and occasionally mixing it up by singing along with Christmas music or chatting loudly with a background of Christmas music. The air conditioner is running for some inexplicable reason, and though my fingerless gloves are keeping my hands from freezing, they are also interfering with the manual dexterity necessary for typing, plus, my wrists are chilly where my sleeves have slid up my extended arms.
The granola bars i grabbed this morning remain on the kitchen counter at home, and I have (have had for three days now) an infuriating and persistent knot or pinch in my right shoulder/neck area that radiates an irritating ache down my entire arm, and occasionally over my shoulder blade or up to right under my ear. I made hot cereal this morning and it bubbled out of the bowl and onto the microwave tray and never into my stomach. I am awash in ennui brought on by artist’s block, or perhaps artist’s block brought on by ennui, but either way I’m cranky an melancholy. I have to spend $100 on a portfolio case today for one internship interview because i haven’t had the chance to order my 
graduation portfolio case (which will be a different size and etched with my logo) but my interview is this week and I will need to bring samples of my work in a portfolio.
Over all, it is a Monday, in the most traditional sense of the word.
My weekend went by far too fast, full of stuff and no stuff and more stuff, in turn.
Wednesday night we got hit by a deer on the way home — it leapt off an embankment directly in front of the car in such a manner that impact was unavoidable. Luckily, it was on the move and we barely bumped it ‘s rump, suffering little more damage than a broken headlamp and a slight bend in the flimsy metal of our Prius’ side. Of course, just the replacement light, with no labor included, costs more than one of our larger grocery shopping trips would.
I am often told I should be thankful to live out in the country like I do.
I took Thursday off, ostensibly to catch up on homework — a goal at which I failed to succeed. I did, on the other hand, clean the kitchen, try my luck at cabbage soup (and learn that cabbage stays fresh an eerily long time), eviscerate two little pumpkins, in order to harvest and brutally roast their innocent seeds, and try out some pumpkin muffin mix (which had nothing to do with the two little pumpkins) I had in the pantry.
On Friday, I put on pretty clothes and Briggs and I went and had steak for dinner for his birthday, which was awesome and delicious.
On Saturday, we lounged around and watched The Daily Show in the morning, and in the late afternoon I put on much 
less pretty clothes than the night previous and we watched the new Harry Potter, which I had heard great things and bad things about and I felt was over all very enjoyable, pretty good and cut in a good place, but also that they left out a few plot points I wish they hadn’t and also, I disagree with the casting of Xeno Lovegood.
That night I made some relatively awesome spinach-cheese dip. No, seriously. You would have liked it.
Before I went to bed, I decided that I was officially over the idea of growing out my hair…when it gets long, it just tangles more easily and gets a multitude of split ends and is almost always in a ponytail regardless, and will never be the lustrous, flowing locks I dream of. So, I chopped it off. And now am re-accustoming myself to short hair, which is strange. I don’t really remember what to do with it.
Sunday involved more of not much and mostly musing at the fact that it was Sunday already. I also made some black bean soup that came out pretty well and some mini cheesecakes from my healthy cooking cookbook, about which I am still determining my feelings…the recipe called for cherry pie filling and I didn’t have any and substituted canned tart cherries, which simply are not the same, so I suppose I shall have to try them the proper way before making my final ruling.
And with that, my time has been officially killed, wasted, decimated or whatever other verb you wish to use, and I shall have to return later with pictures.
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A Feast for Crows (A Song of Ice and Fire, Book 4) by George R.R. Martin
Crossroads of Twilight (The Wheel of Time, Book 10) by Robert Jordan
