Craiglist

Have any of you ever used Craiglist? I haven't and quite honestly, I've only heard creepy things about it. But in my recent search for furniture for Hermione and mine's house I decided to check it out. It was soooo easy. It gives you a list of cities where they are located, you pick the one closest to you (South Bend). I clicked furniture, I typed in Desk, and I put my max at $30 and 49 hits. Now some are fairly boring, run of the mill finds, but some are ridiculously cool. Like this. 

This desk is form some old school building and comes with chairs. How freaking cool is that? Think of how cool that could look. A little sanding and either some varnish or paint and this is a top notch addition to any house and it comes with such a great story! Best part? $25. Hallelujah! 

Or what about this? They must not have any idea what a find this is or else this art deco desk would be waaay more than $30. 

Ugh I'm in Heaven. 

Such Silliness

Word on the street is that the BF and I have a weird relationship because we do our own thing... 

Apparently we are just not seen often enough eating together in the union, holding hands in the mall, or making out in corners of the library. 

I do apologize. Sincerely. 

I kind of take it as a compliment because I always wanted a relationship where I got to be me and he got to be him and then we got to be me and him. We are "Char and the BF", not "them" and at this moment I like it that way. 

More than the Sears Tower? That's Impressive...

Teaching econ? I probably shouldn't be...

So at Warsaw I will be teaching just economics. Guess who's not concentrating in economics? That'd be me. I've taken the two required courses but that's it. 

Now I work in the econ dept at my school and I get along really well with both the profs. But I think it's a bad sign when you tell them you'll be teaching econ and they look at you and say, "Reeaally?" with worried eyes and grimaced faces. (That's right, I turned  grimace into an adjective, deal with it.)

Those poor children. 

Student Teaching...

So Hermione and I went off yesterday and met all four of our cooperating teachers. It was quite the undertaking, it involved a lot of scheduling, synchronized watches, and somersaults ala the Matrix. Very Jason Bourne. 

Maybe not. 

My high school placement is at Warsaw. The school is massive. My school? Yeah it was K-12 in one building. I graduated with 40. Warsaw has 2000 students. That's more than my college! 

So this is how it went down when I went to the office to sign in. 

Char: Hi, I'm looking for ****** Riley.

Secretary: Oh ok! Room R252

C: Oh I don't know where that is. 

S: Oh it's really easy. Go out that door, take a left and go to the end of the hallway. Go up the staircase and turn right. The at the first hallway take another right. They grab a pair of roller skates and skate down the third corridor on your left. Then do cartwheels until your dizzy and fall over. There should be a hall in front of you. Spin four times and go down it, the 35th door on your right will take you to the hallway of Mrs. Rileys room. She will be the 17th door on your left. Ring the doorbell, guess the code, and you're in. 

C: Ummm...

S: (to a student sitting behind me) Will you just take her?

I am so in over my head. 

Izzie and George? Seriously? Seriously???

The title pretty much sums it up. Seriously? Seriously??

And I have never been so scared as when Merideth figured out who 007 was. Seriously, I had chills. Seriously.

I don't think they can kill off both at the same time, it would be too detrimental to the show. Izzie's elevator doors are going to close and she'll go back to the lobby and live happily ever after. I'm calling it. I choose to live in my bubble of optimism until next year. 

Adventurers with Razors

Due to the aforementioned pink eye I am glasses bond and have been since sunday. I could probably put my contacts back in today (yesterday, probably even the day before that...) but I'm too freaked out to get it again so I'm still on the drops...

Anyway. Last night I had my first experience in many years with trying to shave my legs without vision. I haven't had to do that since junior year or high school, and my vision was quite a bit better then than it is now. Since I have been sick and germy and pale there has been no reason for shorts and thus no reason for shaving. Well I got tired of it last night. 

Seriously, I'm blind. I literally had my knee pulled up to my chin and all I could see was my knee, no shin in sight for me. And I'm not a flexible girl so this was not easy for me. All in all not a good experience. I about skinned myself. 

I need those glasses they had on Saved by the Bell. They had wind shield wipers on them.

Genius. 

You Don't Know Me At All

Check it out! 

Making this video looks like fun. I just love it!

After watching it I'm pretty sure Regina Spektor and Ben Folds should get married, even though this isn't a love song per-say, I just feel it. I am the female Cupid ya know. I've decided and so it shall be. 

Is it weird that I totally dig the guy in this video even though  all you can really see is his giant adam's apple? I don't think it's Ben Folds, but I'm not positive.. 

You know you should go to the doctor when...

...you cuss out a computer because it asks you if you really want to delete that email. I wouldn't have clicked delete if I hadn't wanted to! Meanwhile your boyfriend (who is sitting next to you) stares at you with a look that says "Oh dear God she has finally cracked." He knew it would happen eventually.

Needless to say I went to the doctor yesterday, but only because I woke up with crusty eyes. I think this is my body's survival tactic. It knows I won't take it to the doctor for a cold or a sore throat, but the second I feel pink eye I'm in that waiting room filling out the necessary paperwork. It does this fairly often. The sore throat is a thousand times better and the pink eye was caught early so my eyes never even got very pink and I have been officially non contagious for a few hours now : )

Summer Come Quick!

Can I tell you just how pumped I am for summer?

No, not summer weather, I'm not a heat kind of girl.

Number 1? Work. I'm soo ready to be back at camp. I love all my little kiddies and I miss them! It's tough to come back and see your kids so much older and cooler and so much less interested in you, but still, it's fun to see them grow up! And there are always new little poopers (literally...) to love! 

Number 2? Friends. Camp means I get to see my fellow counselors. I'm so lucky to have a job where I love the people I work with. My first year at the Y I struggled. I came in in the middle of the summer and I didn't know anyone. Last year, my second year, somehow I was cooler and made friends with my friend soul mates, Digger and Bingo. How I wish that I went to school with them, college would be so much more fun. They are some of the few people that get how crazy I am and totally embrace it, just like I embrace their crazy. I love them and I miss them!

Number 3? The BF. Summer means BF visits. Every two weeks I go to his house or he comes to mine. It's tough getting into the schedule of only seeing each other every two weeks, but after awhile we get mostly used to it. Plus when we do get together we have such a blast! 

Number 4? Crafts. I drive past Hobby Lobby every day on my way to and from work. Nuff said. 

High on Drugs

I have had a sore throat for days. It just won't go away. I am on claritin, robitussin, and sudafed. I have cepacol throat drops and ricola cough drops. I even gargled with salt water. My mom has been trying to get me to do that for going on 22 years now. I don't have a temp and to be quite honest, my snot is clear. My body is practically floating with all the water and orange juice I'm shoving in it. 

But my throat hurts and my nose is running and I want to know why it won't stop. 

How Lovely to be a Woman

Ok, I'm a fairly open minded chick. God told me not to judge, so I try my darndest not to. It's not my job to say what's right and what's wrong, it's my job to love my neighbor.

I'm taking Sexuality and Gender in Society this semester, for most people it's out of their comfort zone, not so much for me. There is one girl in there who is transexual. She came to school for the last two years as a guy and started out this past year as a female. Whatev, as the sister would say, "Do what ya feel." I can't say I understand it, but if I did I'd be dressing as a guy right now. It doesn't really bother me though, it'd not my place to judge by any means. 

However.

When we discuss women's issues, (sexism, rape, etc) she drives me nuts. She's a "sigher". You know the ones, every time they hear something they personally identify with they "mmhmm" or "yup" under their breath while shaking their head. These people annoy me under good circumstances. But if you have only been a "woman" for 6 months excuse me if it annoys me when we talk about growing up being scared of rape and you "mmhmm". Excuse me if it annoys me when we talk about periods and you "yup". And excuse me if it annoys me when we talk about dealing with sexism and infertility and you shake your head in agreement. Here's the thing. 

You don't know. 

You don't know what it's like. You weren't raised being warned of rape, you've never had a period and you never will, and Lord knows you will never worry about infertility. Maybe one day you will experience sexism but as of now you do not get it. So drop it. 

This has been bubbling...