Ok, let me get through as many of these as possible:
Thursday, March 5:
Several coworkers and I attended an event with a speaker who was born with no limbs but who has become a swimmer, hunter, bowler, and several other activities a typical person would think impossible without limbs.
Friday, March 6:
I read the affadavit written by the detective in the Chris Brown case and learned that the exchange between Chris Brown and Rhianna the night before the Grammys was incredibly disturbing.
Saturday, March 7:
I learned that on Purim, the custom is that a person is supposed to drink until you can't tell the difference between "blessed is Mordecai" and "Cursed is Haman."
Sunday, March 8:
I learned about (and purchased) a book written by Tosca Lee (I have blogged about another book of hers), called "Havah," about Eve and the Fall.
Monday and Tuesday, March 9 & 10:
It is possible to be so busy at work that I could not think of a single thing I learned that was not work-related and therefore completely boring to all people outside my office.
Wednesday, March 11:
Read about the originator of the term "Ponzi scheme," Mr. Charles Ponzi- one of the greatest swindlers in American history.
Thursday, March 12:
After a day where all levels of supervision above myself were absent and an emergency situation arose, I learned sometimes the best cure for a stressful day includes wine, Taco Bell, a good friend, and trashy TV.
Friday, March 13:
Approximately 5 days in a row of 5 hours or less of sleep will definitely result in a cold.
Saturday, March 14:
I learned a shortcut recipe for a Jewish cookie called Hamentashen.
Sunday, March 15:
I learned the hard way that "Beauty Shop" is not a movie worth watching.
Monday, March 16:
Sierra Leone is about the same size as South Carolina
Tuesday, March 17:
It is truly amazing that an entire culture can mobilize to do the same ordinary thing on the same day- such as put on clothing in a certain color- just for the sake of a holiday that doesn't mean much of anything to the majority of people.
Wednesday, March 18:
Rumbi has a BBQ salad that is truly delicious.
Thursday, March 19:
It is worthwhile and important to have friends who will challenge me to do the right thing, even if it makes me uncomfortable.
Friday, March 20:
I learned how to play a visual card game called SET.
Saturday, March 21:
Worst pickup line ever: "I'll drive you to your car in the morning."
Sunday, March 22:
I learned how to highlight hair using the foiling technique like they do in salons (and learned what not to do when trying the foiling technique as well).
Monday, March 23:
I learned I will be able to have one additional member of my team at work, which is a much-needed blessing!
Tuesday, March 24:
I learned what it feels like to receive a subpoena as a witness to a court case.
Wednesday, March 25:
I will finally pull the "can't remember" card and say I don't have a clue what I learned that day. :(
Thursday, March 26:
When a blizzard is moving in, the office becomes a ghost town, and when you live a mile away from the office on a flat road and you drive a Jeep (and your boss knows) you unfortunately have no excuse to leave early.
Friday, March 27:
I learned that hanging out with new friends does not always turn out the way you expected.
Saturday, March 28:
"Cheesy t-shirt" means many different things to different people.
Sunday, March 29:
Great friends can spark great theological discussion, cooking is therapeutic for me, candles make me happy and warm inside, and Cribbage has several variations on rules of play.
Monday, March 30:
I learned that a comedy show is a fantastic way to spend a few bucks with good friends.
Tuesday March 31:
I learned it is not always bitter to live vicariously through the lives of others- sometimes it is entertaining!
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08 April 2009
10 February 2009
I've got to improve on updating...
Tuesday, Feb 3:
Tuesday I learned what people mean when they say something tastes 'gamey.' I tasted venison for the first time, thanks to the Badrys' fridge. Yum. (ish.)
Wednesday, Feb 4:
Wednesday the Stick Horses had their weekly practice at my house. It's the benefit of living with someone in the troupe- I get to see a free show in my own house! So I tried to follow a game they played. It was called Wizards, Goblins, and Dragons. Or something like that. And all I can say is that they stood in a circle and stared at each other for a while. Then everyone struck a pose or did a little dance at the same time. Then they all celebrated to varying degrees, although it was unclear from my perspective what poses or dances or outcomes were cause for celebration. They repeated this several times. It looked like a strange full-body version of Rock Paper Scissors, but I can't be sure. All I know for sure is that Lacey did the best Goblin dance.
Thursday, Feb 5:
I re-learned today's lesson. I remembered the value of taking an evening to slow down. I generally keep my days full. It's not necessarily that I want to be busy all the time, but I don't say no very often, because I am blessed to have fabulous friends who are always thinking of interesting things to do. And most days, I'm enjoying my busy life. But sometimes I have to remind myself to step back and be by myself. I am a true introvert. As much as I enjoy the people in my life, it is not energizing to me to spend time with people. I get energy by taking time to myself. I need that time to recharge. I need that time to watch horrible primetime dramas without ridicule (tonight it was night one of the Grey's/Private Practice crossover EVENT). Basically, I just need 'me' time.
*As a sidenote, is it just me, or does anyone else think it's ridiculous when a TV show is referred to as an Event?
Friday, Feb 5:
I thought I learned that Yaks' milk is pink. My sister told me this. I'm always skeptical of the things that I 'learn' from teenagers, so I asked where she heard it and she said she read it in a Science magazine she had to read for school. Then I googled it and I found some places that said it is pink and others that said it is not pink. So who knows? I guess the real lesson is that the color of Yaks' milk is disputed. First one to get a Yak and solve the mystery is the winner.
Saturday, Feb 6:
I learned that Paris Hilton has a whole line of hair extensions. You can purchase these at your local Sally Beauty Supply store. I'm speechless, as you are, I'm sure.
Sunday, Feb 7:
One of my oldest and dearest friends is named Aba. She is incredibly driven, intelligent, and talented. She is currently in LA working as an actress. I learned on Sunday that she is starting up a production company! It's called The Ohemaa Project. The project is based on her faith and her vision to use entertainment as a means of empowerment. You can read up on her company here. I am so excited for you, Aba!
Monday, Feb 8:
Another priceless lesson in dating from The Bachelor:
If your mother is freaky, it's best not to introduce her to the guy you're hoping to win as a "potential future husband." She might make him hula-hoop. Or bury an animal she killed with her car. Or talk about reincarnation.
And none of these things adds points to your game.
Tuesday I learned what people mean when they say something tastes 'gamey.' I tasted venison for the first time, thanks to the Badrys' fridge. Yum. (ish.)
Wednesday, Feb 4:
Wednesday the Stick Horses had their weekly practice at my house. It's the benefit of living with someone in the troupe- I get to see a free show in my own house! So I tried to follow a game they played. It was called Wizards, Goblins, and Dragons. Or something like that. And all I can say is that they stood in a circle and stared at each other for a while. Then everyone struck a pose or did a little dance at the same time. Then they all celebrated to varying degrees, although it was unclear from my perspective what poses or dances or outcomes were cause for celebration. They repeated this several times. It looked like a strange full-body version of Rock Paper Scissors, but I can't be sure. All I know for sure is that Lacey did the best Goblin dance.
Thursday, Feb 5:
I re-learned today's lesson. I remembered the value of taking an evening to slow down. I generally keep my days full. It's not necessarily that I want to be busy all the time, but I don't say no very often, because I am blessed to have fabulous friends who are always thinking of interesting things to do. And most days, I'm enjoying my busy life. But sometimes I have to remind myself to step back and be by myself. I am a true introvert. As much as I enjoy the people in my life, it is not energizing to me to spend time with people. I get energy by taking time to myself. I need that time to recharge. I need that time to watch horrible primetime dramas without ridicule (tonight it was night one of the Grey's/Private Practice crossover EVENT). Basically, I just need 'me' time.
*As a sidenote, is it just me, or does anyone else think it's ridiculous when a TV show is referred to as an Event?
Friday, Feb 5:
I thought I learned that Yaks' milk is pink. My sister told me this. I'm always skeptical of the things that I 'learn' from teenagers, so I asked where she heard it and she said she read it in a Science magazine she had to read for school. Then I googled it and I found some places that said it is pink and others that said it is not pink. So who knows? I guess the real lesson is that the color of Yaks' milk is disputed. First one to get a Yak and solve the mystery is the winner.
Saturday, Feb 6:
I learned that Paris Hilton has a whole line of hair extensions. You can purchase these at your local Sally Beauty Supply store. I'm speechless, as you are, I'm sure.
Sunday, Feb 7:
One of my oldest and dearest friends is named Aba. She is incredibly driven, intelligent, and talented. She is currently in LA working as an actress. I learned on Sunday that she is starting up a production company! It's called The Ohemaa Project. The project is based on her faith and her vision to use entertainment as a means of empowerment. You can read up on her company here. I am so excited for you, Aba!
Monday, Feb 8:
Another priceless lesson in dating from The Bachelor:
If your mother is freaky, it's best not to introduce her to the guy you're hoping to win as a "potential future husband." She might make him hula-hoop. Or bury an animal she killed with her car. Or talk about reincarnation.
And none of these things adds points to your game.
02 February 2009
January is over and my blog is overdue.
It's been one long week, my friends. But I did keep track of what I learned. So here goes:
Monday, Jan 26:
My friend Sheonaid taught me what a yurt is. It's like a hut/tent that is semi-permanent. When I looked it up, I found out they were originally used by nomads in Central Asia. But we also have them here in Colorado in the mountains, if you ever want to use one for camping.
Tuesday, Jan 27:
My sister is doing a report on Ella Fitzgerald, and she taught me some of what she has learned. Ella Fitzgerald had a troubled childhood and an amazingly successful career. But the thing that stuck out most that I didn't know before was that she had both of her legs amputated due to complications with diabetes. I might be a little out of the loop not knowing that, but I'll admit my ignorance anyway.
Wednesday, Jan 28:
Wednesday was a re-learn day. Most of my friends know I'm not a big fan of the being in the gym. I like to exercise outside in the sun and wind and nature. But in Colorado, there are times of the year that it's the gym or nothing. So I was at the gym on my lunch hour, which is unfortunately a pretty busy time for my YMCA branch. And I re-learned another reason why I hate that place.
IT STINKS. Yes, running makes me feel healthy, but exposure to the smell of sweaty people in close proximity is a definite temptation to join the ranks of the sedentary. At least the odor suppresses my appetite, so even if I have to cut my workout short in order to breathe, I can make up for it by skipping my dinner.
I can't wait for spring.
Thursday, Jan 29:
My friend Laura is one of my favorites. She lives in NYC and I am staying with her when I go out there at the end of February. We were talking about all the things to do in New York, and I learned one thing I am unapologetically excited about (in all my nerdiness): The Tenement Museum. I love history. I love learning about the day-to-day in different periods of history. I love seeing old furniture, clothing, houses, and buildings. I love learning about the way things were. So the Tenement Museum is a must-see for me. They conduct tours of an old tenement building. It was built in 1863 and housed thousands of New York immigrant families until it was vacated and boarded up in 1935. It was untouched until 1988 when the Tenement Museum discovered it and restored it to its former glory. I'm probably more excited to see that than I am about seeing Times Square.
Friday, Jan 30:
I learned a few small lessons from a night with friends:
1. The proper pronunciation of the word Curaçao is "cure-a-so," like this.
2. Some people aren't cut out for card tricks.
3. It is possible to spend time with Jared Harp without witnessing a Chris Brown dance routine.
4. Best in Show is still hilarious.
Saturday, Jan 31:
I learned the joy of answered prayers. I had a date with my sister. If you are not a girl with a sister, I'm sorry you'll never know the pleasure of a sisterly bond, but it is a beautiful thing. There are ten years between me and my sister, so when she was little, our relationship was atypical. I was more of a babysitter/third authority figure. But now, she's a teenager. She's heading into high school, and over the past few years, I've been praying about how to navigate the transition between authority-type and sister/friend. It's not been that easy, but it has been worth it. Friday was a really sweet time. We had dinner and a movie and talked about boys and school and real life. I realize I might be biased, but I'm pretty sure I have the best sister ever.
Sunday, Feb 1:
I learned that some things are still embarrassing, no matter how old you are. On Sunday we had fantastic weather, so I went for a run outside. At least, I made it through most of my run. But on the last block back to the house, I definitely took a nice, classic, completely ungraceful face plant. I am blaming it on the downtown sidewalk that is cracked and broken. But I had just run on such a sidewalk for 20 minutes, so there might be more to it. Like me not picking up my feet. Or the gods being against me.
Anyway, I definitely scraped a nice piece of skin off my knee. And I definitely looked around immediately afterward (you always do the look-around when you're embarrassed). The only thing that saved me was the complete state of desolation that befalls most of America from 4pm-9pm on Superbowl Sunday. So there was basically nobody around to see it. Although I'm sure some CC student was looking out the window of their apartment and had a good laugh. All I know is, it still hurts, and I still feel like a kid. Your pity is welcomed.
Monday, Feb 2:
I learned that my friend Allison is now LEED-accredited! Allison is an architect and she has been studying like crazy for the test she took today. The LEED (Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design) accreditation demonstrates a knowledge of green building: environmentally friendly design and construction with an emphasis on sustainability. Last week, Angela, another good friend of mine, also became LEED accredited. Congrats Al and Angela! I'm proud to know you both. I'll take you out for a celebratory drink at the next possible time. Ange- that means we should wind up in the same state again sometime. ;)
Monday, Jan 26:
My friend Sheonaid taught me what a yurt is. It's like a hut/tent that is semi-permanent. When I looked it up, I found out they were originally used by nomads in Central Asia. But we also have them here in Colorado in the mountains, if you ever want to use one for camping.
Tuesday, Jan 27:
My sister is doing a report on Ella Fitzgerald, and she taught me some of what she has learned. Ella Fitzgerald had a troubled childhood and an amazingly successful career. But the thing that stuck out most that I didn't know before was that she had both of her legs amputated due to complications with diabetes. I might be a little out of the loop not knowing that, but I'll admit my ignorance anyway.
Wednesday, Jan 28:
Wednesday was a re-learn day. Most of my friends know I'm not a big fan of the being in the gym. I like to exercise outside in the sun and wind and nature. But in Colorado, there are times of the year that it's the gym or nothing. So I was at the gym on my lunch hour, which is unfortunately a pretty busy time for my YMCA branch. And I re-learned another reason why I hate that place.
IT STINKS. Yes, running makes me feel healthy, but exposure to the smell of sweaty people in close proximity is a definite temptation to join the ranks of the sedentary. At least the odor suppresses my appetite, so even if I have to cut my workout short in order to breathe, I can make up for it by skipping my dinner.
I can't wait for spring.
Thursday, Jan 29:
My friend Laura is one of my favorites. She lives in NYC and I am staying with her when I go out there at the end of February. We were talking about all the things to do in New York, and I learned one thing I am unapologetically excited about (in all my nerdiness): The Tenement Museum. I love history. I love learning about the day-to-day in different periods of history. I love seeing old furniture, clothing, houses, and buildings. I love learning about the way things were. So the Tenement Museum is a must-see for me. They conduct tours of an old tenement building. It was built in 1863 and housed thousands of New York immigrant families until it was vacated and boarded up in 1935. It was untouched until 1988 when the Tenement Museum discovered it and restored it to its former glory. I'm probably more excited to see that than I am about seeing Times Square.
Friday, Jan 30:
I learned a few small lessons from a night with friends:
1. The proper pronunciation of the word Curaçao is "cure-a-so," like this.
2. Some people aren't cut out for card tricks.
3. It is possible to spend time with Jared Harp without witnessing a Chris Brown dance routine.
4. Best in Show is still hilarious.
Saturday, Jan 31:
I learned the joy of answered prayers. I had a date with my sister. If you are not a girl with a sister, I'm sorry you'll never know the pleasure of a sisterly bond, but it is a beautiful thing. There are ten years between me and my sister, so when she was little, our relationship was atypical. I was more of a babysitter/third authority figure. But now, she's a teenager. She's heading into high school, and over the past few years, I've been praying about how to navigate the transition between authority-type and sister/friend. It's not been that easy, but it has been worth it. Friday was a really sweet time. We had dinner and a movie and talked about boys and school and real life. I realize I might be biased, but I'm pretty sure I have the best sister ever.
Sunday, Feb 1:
I learned that some things are still embarrassing, no matter how old you are. On Sunday we had fantastic weather, so I went for a run outside. At least, I made it through most of my run. But on the last block back to the house, I definitely took a nice, classic, completely ungraceful face plant. I am blaming it on the downtown sidewalk that is cracked and broken. But I had just run on such a sidewalk for 20 minutes, so there might be more to it. Like me not picking up my feet. Or the gods being against me.
Anyway, I definitely scraped a nice piece of skin off my knee. And I definitely looked around immediately afterward (you always do the look-around when you're embarrassed). The only thing that saved me was the complete state of desolation that befalls most of America from 4pm-9pm on Superbowl Sunday. So there was basically nobody around to see it. Although I'm sure some CC student was looking out the window of their apartment and had a good laugh. All I know is, it still hurts, and I still feel like a kid. Your pity is welcomed.
Monday, Feb 2:
I learned that my friend Allison is now LEED-accredited! Allison is an architect and she has been studying like crazy for the test she took today. The LEED (Leadership in Energy and Environmental Design) accreditation demonstrates a knowledge of green building: environmentally friendly design and construction with an emphasis on sustainability. Last week, Angela, another good friend of mine, also became LEED accredited. Congrats Al and Angela! I'm proud to know you both. I'll take you out for a celebratory drink at the next possible time. Ange- that means we should wind up in the same state again sometime. ;)
25 January 2009
Five new things
I am not doing well at keeping up! Sorry! I'll catch you up on where I am lately...
Wednesday, Jan 21:
On Wednesday some of my friends noticed flags around Colorado Springs were flying at half staff. So I found out that the Colorado Governor ordered all flags to fly at half staff in honor of a fallen U.S. Army Staff Sergeant from Colorado. SSgt. Bauer was killed on Jan 10 in Iraq when an IED detonated near his vehicle. He had earned a Bronze Star, a Purple Heart, and an Army Commendation Medal. He was 24 years old.
It left me sad, speechless, and humbled.
Thursday, Jan 22:
Thursday I had a dinner party for a dear friend of mine. Danny went to college with me and he lives in Africa right now, but was back for a visit over the last month. We had a little reunion of KU alumni and it was a lot of fun. And as is the case with most reunions, the conversation covered a wide range of topics. So during the evening I witnessed a lively little argument about rabies. Allison and Danny argued about whether or not rabies is fatal, until they realized they were both arguing the same point: rabies is fatal unless someone has been vaccinated previously or receives a vaccination very quickly after becoming infected. I looked it up later and found out that there have actually been two documented cases of survival where the patient did not receive any rabies-specific treatment. Also, it is suggested that inducing a coma in infected patients may allow someone to survive. In 2005 a girl from Wisconsin received the treatment (called the Milwaukee Protocol). The theory is that being in a coma protects the brain from damage while the body builds up an immune response to the rabies. The girl was hospitalized for 76 days, 31 of which were in isolation, but she recovered.
Friday, Jan 23:
Friday was part 2 of a girls' night that my friend Suzanne hosted. We watched Anne of Green Gables, which I had never read or seen before. So I finally learned how the story turns out. But I did enjoy it. I think deep down all girls love the guy-gets-girl storyline, no matter how predictable or unrealistic it is.
Saturday, Jan 24:
Elisa and I were discussing the origin of Obama's campaign slogan, "Yes we can." We have been talking about how it's basically the English translation of Cesar Chavez and the United Farm Workers' "Sí se puede" from the seventies. So Elisa googled "Yes we can" and found this: Yes We Can (Hold Babies). I cannot explain the laughter that ensued. At first we thought it might be a joke. But the more you look at the site, the more it looks sincere. Amazing.
Sunday, Jan 25:
Today I learned that a group of porcupines is called a prickle. I also learned that baby porcupines are extremely tiny and cute in a semi-disgusting way.
See?
That picture is not mine, by the way. I found it online.
Wednesday, Jan 21:
On Wednesday some of my friends noticed flags around Colorado Springs were flying at half staff. So I found out that the Colorado Governor ordered all flags to fly at half staff in honor of a fallen U.S. Army Staff Sergeant from Colorado. SSgt. Bauer was killed on Jan 10 in Iraq when an IED detonated near his vehicle. He had earned a Bronze Star, a Purple Heart, and an Army Commendation Medal. He was 24 years old.
It left me sad, speechless, and humbled.
Thursday, Jan 22:
Thursday I had a dinner party for a dear friend of mine. Danny went to college with me and he lives in Africa right now, but was back for a visit over the last month. We had a little reunion of KU alumni and it was a lot of fun. And as is the case with most reunions, the conversation covered a wide range of topics. So during the evening I witnessed a lively little argument about rabies. Allison and Danny argued about whether or not rabies is fatal, until they realized they were both arguing the same point: rabies is fatal unless someone has been vaccinated previously or receives a vaccination very quickly after becoming infected. I looked it up later and found out that there have actually been two documented cases of survival where the patient did not receive any rabies-specific treatment. Also, it is suggested that inducing a coma in infected patients may allow someone to survive. In 2005 a girl from Wisconsin received the treatment (called the Milwaukee Protocol). The theory is that being in a coma protects the brain from damage while the body builds up an immune response to the rabies. The girl was hospitalized for 76 days, 31 of which were in isolation, but she recovered.
Friday, Jan 23:
Friday was part 2 of a girls' night that my friend Suzanne hosted. We watched Anne of Green Gables, which I had never read or seen before. So I finally learned how the story turns out. But I did enjoy it. I think deep down all girls love the guy-gets-girl storyline, no matter how predictable or unrealistic it is.
Saturday, Jan 24:
Elisa and I were discussing the origin of Obama's campaign slogan, "Yes we can." We have been talking about how it's basically the English translation of Cesar Chavez and the United Farm Workers' "Sí se puede" from the seventies. So Elisa googled "Yes we can" and found this: Yes We Can (Hold Babies). I cannot explain the laughter that ensued. At first we thought it might be a joke. But the more you look at the site, the more it looks sincere. Amazing.
Sunday, Jan 25:
Today I learned that a group of porcupines is called a prickle. I also learned that baby porcupines are extremely tiny and cute in a semi-disgusting way.
See?
That picture is not mine, by the way. I found it online.
12 January 2009
It's Never too Early... Well, Sometimes it is.
Today I learned some valuable lessons about the search for Mr. Right:
1. Introduce yourself. A proper introduction includes your name, where you are from, and how ready you are for marriage.
2. Be honest. It is possible and acceptable to be in love with a man before spending 5 minutes with him. Also, being in love does not require that he know anything about you.
3. Be confident. Find 24 other women to compete with for his affections. He probably won't succumb to anyone else's charms (but if he does, you have every right to be surprised).
4. Set realistic expectations for romance. It is entirely plausible that a first date will include a blimp ride at sunset.
5. Reveal something emotionally charged and deeply personal on your first date. Or during your first conversation.
6. Over-exaggerate all positive qualities he has.
7. If he has a child, explain how much your experience with your nephew has prepared you for motherhood.
8. Preface your (creepiest) statements with the phrase, "I'm not a stalker." You will put him at ease.
9. Tell him you have a secret talent called 'being a good kisser.' Should work like a charm.
10. Cleavage is your friend. And his.
My source? The best in educational programming since Sesame Street.
Ok, ok. So the real lesson? Sometimes the things of lowest quality are the most addictive. True of drugs and television.
1. Introduce yourself. A proper introduction includes your name, where you are from, and how ready you are for marriage.
2. Be honest. It is possible and acceptable to be in love with a man before spending 5 minutes with him. Also, being in love does not require that he know anything about you.
3. Be confident. Find 24 other women to compete with for his affections. He probably won't succumb to anyone else's charms (but if he does, you have every right to be surprised).
4. Set realistic expectations for romance. It is entirely plausible that a first date will include a blimp ride at sunset.
5. Reveal something emotionally charged and deeply personal on your first date. Or during your first conversation.
6. Over-exaggerate all positive qualities he has.
7. If he has a child, explain how much your experience with your nephew has prepared you for motherhood.
8. Preface your (creepiest) statements with the phrase, "I'm not a stalker." You will put him at ease.
9. Tell him you have a secret talent called 'being a good kisser.' Should work like a charm.
10. Cleavage is your friend. And his.
My source? The best in educational programming since Sesame Street.
Ok, ok. So the real lesson? Sometimes the things of lowest quality are the most addictive. True of drugs and television.
06 January 2009
I Escaped a Rite of Passage
So, Here's something true and baffling:
I have never in my life created a PowerPoint presentation. Not once. How did this travesty happen? How did I get through all of high school in suburban America without creating a PowerPoint on the Industrial Revolution? How did I squeak through a liberal-arts degree without giving a presentation on religion in Western Civilization? How did I ever survive without Clip Art stick figures pointing to bullet statements? How can I feel right with the world when I've never made a dream-sequence transition to go along with a cartoon sound effect?
And the truth is, it has haunted me. I always thought it was right around the corner, in my next class, or as the next assignment. But the anticipation kept building, and my time never came. Eventually, I gave up hope. And then I began to resent PowerPoint and all its experienced users. Whenever I received a forwarded email with a .ppt extension, I would mutter in disgust, all the while secretly envious that here was yet another person who had done what I could not.
Until now.
Because tonight, I learned how to use PowerPoint. Nay, I taught myself how to use PowerPoint! So watch out. I'm going to be unstoppable now.
Next up, I'll finally watch Star Wars.
I have never in my life created a PowerPoint presentation. Not once. How did this travesty happen? How did I get through all of high school in suburban America without creating a PowerPoint on the Industrial Revolution? How did I squeak through a liberal-arts degree without giving a presentation on religion in Western Civilization? How did I ever survive without Clip Art stick figures pointing to bullet statements? How can I feel right with the world when I've never made a dream-sequence transition to go along with a cartoon sound effect?
And the truth is, it has haunted me. I always thought it was right around the corner, in my next class, or as the next assignment. But the anticipation kept building, and my time never came. Eventually, I gave up hope. And then I began to resent PowerPoint and all its experienced users. Whenever I received a forwarded email with a .ppt extension, I would mutter in disgust, all the while secretly envious that here was yet another person who had done what I could not.
Until now.Because tonight, I learned how to use PowerPoint. Nay, I taught myself how to use PowerPoint! So watch out. I'm going to be unstoppable now.
Next up, I'll finally watch Star Wars.
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