Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Grad School Retrospective

I might be jumping the gun writing this, but I had some fun thoughts, and I'm trying to get my creative juices flowing before I write my final paper of grad school, and the air in the SLIS lab is making me wax nostalgic.

Things I learned during my time at SLIS:

  • Which web addresses require "iu" and which require "iub" (for Indiana University and Indiana University Bloomington, respectively). 
  • On the job experience is (shockingly) far more educational than three hours of class once a week about 90% of the time. 
  • It's easier to teach yourself CSS from a book and with the help of lovely coding friends (I'm looking at you, Matt. Also Kristi, Wesley, and my fellow sufferers in IA who were helpful and offered advice) than it is to sit through a class where the teacher thinks everyone know what they're doing and just breezes through silly concepts like page organization (in a class about information architecture) so he can talk about spiffy things like the history of our coding heroes. 
  • For Jill: "Digitize, digitize, digitize, digiTIZE it!" 
  • I'm still terrible at focusing while I write papers (which is why I'm blogging in the SLIS lab instead of writing a paper. So much for my master plan of being more productive on campus. But I WILL be. Soon.) 
  • How to make this website
  • Sometimes, when people say " come give a presentation," they mean "let's chat." 
  • Public librarians are the coolest people ever. Especially the ones over here.
  • A library is not a porn parlor or a place to micturate. (Trust me. Just read the third paragraph. Thanks, Dean Cronin.) (Is it evil if I want to link that article to as many of those ridiculous words as possible so that it comes up in google?) 
  • The meaning of the word micturate and its unnecessary nature.
  • Them newfangled computer-thingies might be here to stay - and more people than you think don't know how to use them. 
  • When someone offers you a job out of nowhere, just because someone recommended you, take it - even if you don't think you have time because you already have two jobs. (Okay, maybe that only applies when the person who recommended you and the person who hired you are two of the nicest people you've ever met. But it was a lovely three hours of my week all semester.)
  • Sometimes, the library doesn't run the air conditioner for hours at a time during the summer. When this time is during your class every week and your west-facing evening class becomes a sauna of death and teaching, classroom hopping is totally acceptable, even if no one wants you in those empty, air-conditioned rooms. Stick it to the man. 
  • Movie clips and origami may not be appropriate for every presentation, but they can make your presentation rock. 
  • Free food from Farm + Dean Blaise Cronin in all of his Irish glory = Yes, I will come to the SLIS fancy dress reception and eat your goat cheese. Thanks for asking.
  • Cataloging is an art, not a science. Unless your teacher has a power trip and wants you to catalog "as we discussed in class," by which she means, "as I mentioned once for two seconds while you were nodding off." 
  • Sometimes, doing a crossword puzzle in class actually means you get more out of class. 
  • Books about vampires should fall into the "intellect" category, and Sir Walter Scott belongs in the lecture about romance novels. 
  • Library school is not like real grad school - or at least it isn't in Indiana. (Greg, I think your school sounds like real grad school. And I'm envious of your Nancy Pearl connections.) And yet . . . in a week I will still have a Master's degree without writing a thesis. Take that!  
One paper to finish and present and then I am out. I love you, SLIS. Thanks for the last year and a half. Also for the paperweight. 

Friday, November 19, 2010

Almost there

I am currently 28 days (today is, in my book practically over) away from my wedding to this man: 


I know, right? (This is from Skype. He was showing me the pictures of me he printed out for his desk.) 




Also, he looks great in a sweater vest. 

This also means I am 5 days away from seeing my family for Thanksgiving, 3 weeks away from leaving Bloomington and grad school behind, 24 days away from seeing Lindsey and Miri and lots of my other favorite people, 25 days away from picking Eric up at the airport with the knowledge that I won't have to put him on any more planes away from me, 26 days away from going to the temple and from Treb and the future in-laws' arrival for the wedding. 

I still have to write one more paper, complete one more regular assignment, build one final-project website (oh, dear),  abstract about 6 more articles, give one or two more presentations, and work 21 more hours at the library. Then I'll pack up my stuff, drive across the country with my pappy, and rest assured that I will probably never go back to school again. (Oh, how I hope.) 

I can't believe I'm so near the end of so many things - and the beginning of so many others. It's a happy place for me to be, but also a scary, uncomfortable one.  I'm moving forward now at a very one-step-at-a-time sort of pace, so that all I'm focusing on right now (as soon as I post this) is getting my paper done this weekend and then celebrating my anniversary with Eric tomorrow - for the last time over Skype. 

This is one of those times when I remember why my blog title is what it is. In case you've forgotten, it's from Hamlet, and I love it, even if it's mostly about death: 
There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, ’tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all. Since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is’t to leave betimes?
I didn't expect to be leaving Bloomington this soon, to be getting married this December, to be moving to Texas . . . ever.  But if all of this be not to come, it will be now, and I'm ready.

(So very, very ready.)

Monday, October 25, 2010

Halloween Week Playlist Update

Okay friends. I've been trying to decide whether I had enough to add this year. But I can't NOT tell you about the additions, so I'll go ahead and update even though it's sparse. Additions are in bold at the bottom (if you've been following along). 
  • Goodnight Socialite" by The Brobecks. This is still my favorite creepy song and still starts off the playlist. It's just awesome.
  • "Shankill Butchers" by The Decemberists. I'm pretty sure this song would have absolutely terrified me when I was a child, because I still think it's pretty scary now, and I'm much less of a wimp now than I was then.
  • "Thriller" - Michael Jackson (you can't give it all away at the beginning, guys. You have to work up to Thriller.)
  • "They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back from the Dead!! Ahhhh!" by Sufjan Stevens. I think the title explains everything you need to know about this one.
  • "Zombie" by The Cranberries. I just found out that was what they were singing in this song. Yeah. But the music video is totally creepy and weird, so that's good enough for me, even if they clearly have a deeper meaning going on.
  • "The Boogie Monster" by Gnarls Barkley. It has an evil laugh at the beginning. What else do you want?
  • "Zombie Jamboree" by The Kingston Trio. Oh, my childhood. It was awesome.
  • "My Body's a Zombie For You" from a CD they featured on NPR called Dead Man's Bones. I don't actually have this one, but it's awesome, so on it goes.
  • "Dead Man's Party" by Oingo Boingo.
  • "Wolf Like Me" by TV On the Radio. Very werewolf-y and also awesome.
  • "Werewolves of London" by Warren Zevron. It's ridiculous, but there's howling. You need howling.
  • "Moon Over Bourbon Street" by Sting. My favorite of the vampire set I'm about to post.
  • "Vampire" by Antsy Pants. Not scary, but still vampire-y.
  • "Perhaps Vampire is a Bit Strong But . . ." by the Arctic Monkeys
  • "The Sharpest Lives" by My Chemical Romance. More vampire references.
  • "Darkshines" by Muse. I don't know why this song seems creepy and Halloweenish to me, but it really works for me. Take it or leave it.
  • "Bodysnatchers" by Radiohead
  • "Mr. Raven" by MC Lars. This song is ridiculous . . .ly awesome. "Who's that? Who's that rappin' on my chamber door? Mister! Mister Raven! All up in my grill sayin' "Nevermore!" Yeah. Still good.
  • "Dear Songs And Daughters of Hungry Ghosts" by Wolf Parade
  • "Haunted" by Evanescence. You have to have at least one of their songs, right? I mean, their whole schtick is the essence of Halloween, isn't it?
  • "The Fear" by Travis
  • "Red Right Hand" by Nick Cave. Really, all of the Murder Ballads are appropriate here. Still.
  • "Lullaby" by The Cure. Officially the creepiest song to have the title in the entire world.
  • "Scary Monsters (& Super Creeps)" by David Bowie
  • "Pathetique" by Andrew Bird. From the weird Music of Hair CD, this song has some major creep-town sounds going on.
  • "John Wayne Gacy, Jr." Weird, creepy and beautiful song about a creepy creepy person.
  • "The Long Black Veil" by Johnny Cash. This song has always creeped me out. You know what I'm talking about.
  • "Ghost-Town Of My Brain" by Jim White. Very bizarre, but it totally fits the mood.
  • "The Ghost of You Lingers" by Spoon. This song has some creepy sounds going on even if it isn't about Halloween. And it has "ghost" in the title.
  • "I'm Afraid of Japan" by Final Fantasy. What's scarier than Japan!?! Seriously though, this song is SPOOKY.
  • "Sleep" by My Chemical Romance
  • "No One Lives Forever" by Oingo Boingo
  • "Halloween" by Matt Pond
  • "Shanty for the Arethusa" by The Decemberists. It starts off with creepy accordion and a scream. Trust me.
  • "Chasing a Ghost" by The Morning Benders (because who doesn't need The Morning Benders?)
  • From the new Nightmare Revisted CD: "Jack's Lament" covered by The All-American Rejects, "Sally's Song" covered by Amy Lee, and "Poor Jack" covered by The Plain White T's.
  • "Dead Man" by Jars of Clay. Not that creepy, but still works.
  • "The Other Father Song" by They Might Be Giants. It's from Coraline. Need I say more?
  • "Lovely Creature" by Nick Cave
  • "Ghostship" by Menomena
  • "Halloween" by Stephen Lynch (Horrible. And very funny. Just don't play this one for your small children. And I'm totally blaming Lin for this one.)
  • "This Is Halloween" from The Nightmare Before Christmas
  • "What's He Building in There?" by Tom Waits
  • "Dead and Lovely" by Tom Waits
  • "The Curse" by Josh Ritter (because it's about a mummy)
  • "Psycho Killer" by Talking Heads
  • "Genius Next Door" by Regina Spektor (so creepy!)
  • "I Hold Your Hand in Mine" by Tom Leher
  • "Attack of the Ghost Riders" by The Raveonettes
  •  "Riders on the Storm" by The Doors (how was this not there yet?) 
I also recommend the album "Dead Man's Bones," which I found last year on All Songs Considered. It's really fun and creepy. I feel like this list isn't complete when I look at it, so I may add a couple more later today, but hopefully that sates your appetite for now. Enjoy!

Monday, October 18, 2010

You want to marry him? You want to marry her? You're married.

My brother Clark and I may have just planned my Joe vs. the Volcano themed wedding.

It all started with this picture becoming my profile picture on facebook, and my friend Rayla saying it needed to be photoshopped with a canyon or something in it so that Eric's face would make sense. I said it would be better if it were a picture of us jumping into a volcano, a la Joe vs. the.


 Next thing I knew,  this popped up on facebook, compliments of my friend Jenna.


I believe the idea for the themed reception was Jill's. She suggested grass skirts for the bridesmaids.

Then Clark offered to bring the volcano he built for his ward luau. Or build a new one.

Other ideas for my reception (which will only make sense if you've seen the movie. Or possibly if you've seen the movie a couple hundred times, the way we have):

  • Orange soda all around!
  • Luggage-shaped seating/tables
  • Ukulele music. Clark offered to learn. 
  • Volcano-shaped groom's cake with a little Joe and Patricia on top being married by the chief
  • An Armani tux for Eric
  • A black Bentley with a chauffeur named Marshall to take us away from the reception
  • Leis - particularly those made of orange soda cans
  • A wedding playlist including "Sixteen Tons," "Old Man River" and "Come Go With Me." 
  • Live octopus/fish to beat Eric with while he's getting ready
  • Clark: "You can borrow my volcano if you need to or, heck, I'll make a new better volcano. One big enough that you can jump into. We'll even figure out a way to have it blow you out and into an adjacent pool or something. Let's make this happen."
Clark also says if I do it this way, he'll live stream it, so those of you in other states will have it made. :) 

Monday, September 27, 2010

An open letter to the Postal Service (not the band)

Dear USPS:

Yes, I am annoyed that you lost the care package I sent to Texas a month ago (Priority! Why doesn't priority mail EVER work for me?) and yes, I am afraid to use your services to do some of my moving in the coming months, as was my plan. I'm not sure I want to entrust my books and DVDs to your apparently sub-par care. No, delivery confirmation doesn't make me feel better, because I am sending things to my mother and my fiance, and you said it doesn't track anything, it will just tell me when it gets there. THEY will tell me when it gets there. Yes, you are causing me stress, and yes, I'm annoyed that the only thing I can do about it is pay you more money so you'll "insure" my package. Frankly, I think if you lose it, you should just pay for it. Or, you know, find it. But I guess you're running a business. A business that loses packages.

How much more is UPS?

Love,
Megan

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Meet the Family

So over Labor Day, I went down to Houston to meet my family-to-be - who are delightful, wonderful people. I like them a lot, and felt completely comfortable with them. I think these were the only pictures taken during the weekend - at our murder mystery dinner where it turned out I was definitely a slut, and Brady and his mom were secret lovers. Eric (the dashing Frenchman behind me) turned out to be the killer, and Momma Long's unibrow won her the best costume prize.




So there's the family I just acquired (or will soon acquire?) and I think I'm a fan. 

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Engagement Pictures

So at least some of my engagement pictures are up on the interwebs and some of you have seen them, but I got a CD with more, and they're awesome. I highly recommend my photographer, Karina, to any of you who are in a picture-needing way. So yeah. Here are some of them.





















Friday, August 27, 2010

Beginning of the Semester Inventory

I was thinking about this post from the beginning of the year, and was a little staggered by how much things have changed. Now, as I sit at the beginning of my final semester of school (I hope), I'm taking another.

Age: 24

Relationship Status: Engaged, and very happily so. 

Hair: Medium long, still fading from the wash-out red dye job I gave it in May. 

Current Church Calling: Gospel Principles Instructor (hopefully this one will be going away as the semester starts), IRSC President. 

Current Employment: Instruction Assistant, Administration Office Receptionist, Wells Library; Marketing Assistant, OverstockDrugstore.com; Intern, Monroe County Public Library. (This is the most worrisome part of my life right now. 3 jobs + Internship + 3 classes = I might die.) 

Residence: Bloomington, IN; D'CALC (plus lawyer) 

Activities: Finishing my MLS, planning a wedding, working, interning, working, Skyping with Eric, working, looking for jobs.

Future plans: Meeting the in-laws; graduating; getting married on December 18th in Bountiful, UT; moving to San Benito, TX for about a year and a half (and then who knows, but hopefully a bit closer to home); looking for a job in San Benito (come on, public library!)

Currently reading: My summer Thomas Hardy, Far from the Madding Crowd; How Right You Are, Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse


Currently watching: Battlestar Galactica, Psych, Project Runway

Currently anticipating (besides the obvious): my trip to Houston next weekend, Elder Holland at Stake Conference, The National concert (and Eric's visit in conjunction with it/conference), the new Sufjan Stevens album, my Reader's Advisory class. Secretly wishing that I will have enough money/time to see David Sedaris when he comes in October.

Recently acquired: a wedding dress, purple shoes, and an uneasy truce with mushrooms

Goals for this semester: Balance classes, work, Institute, wedding planning, and long-distance relationship and some semblance of a social life - without collapsing on myself like a dying star. 

And off we go! 


Thursday, August 19, 2010

Sigh. Sorry blog.

You know, I really do TRY to blog regularly. But the problem is that now I try to think of things to post and what I'm mostly thinking about is wedding stuff, but I don't want to just post wedding stuff so then I post nothing. (Also, I've been home for a couple of weeks and it's been crazy, so it's not just that.)

Anyway, here's what's been going on, wedding and otherwise.

  • Eric came to visit and meet the fam. He got a good grilling from the brothers, but I think it went quite well. We did some wedding planning and registered and took pictures and got him a suit. 
  • Looking forward to meeting his family over Labor Day weekend in Houston. It looks like there is going to be both an opportunity to wear a costume AND an opportunity to do some cooking while I'm there. They've been very welcoming already, so I'm feeling more excited than nervous so far. 
  • I found a wedding dress. It's beautiful. And it may have been the first one I tried on (after internet research and lots of others that I tried on afterward). I kept trying other things to see if I was crazy, but nothing was as great as that first one, I knew I was going to keep comparing everything to the first one, and it fit almost perfectly off the rack, so with very minimal alterations it will be just right
  • Yesterday, Spence and Julie had a beautiful baby girl. She doesn't have a name yet (at least not as far as I know) but she's so pretty. We're excited to have her. 
  • I'm making the rounds this week and going to see 1) the people I love and 2) all of the people who take my parents' insurance. I'm mixing the friend visits in with the eye doctor, dentist, and regular doctor (and the visits to the florist, reception center, etc.) If I don't see you while I'm here, I'm sorry. It's been a much crazier trip than I thought it would be. Silly me.
  • I almost forgot to read my summer Thomas Hardy, but I'm now starting Far From the Madding Crowd. Hopefully a couple of plane rides will be enough to help me finish it before too long. 
  • I am getting really excited about my fall internship at the MCPL. In addition to working the reference desk, I'll get to help with some computer classes and with a project to evaluate the movies and music collections in the library. It's everything I want to do. I just hope it will help me snag a job in South Texas after. (If there are jobs in South Texas after. Haha. Gulp.) 
  • The new Arcade Fire is still awesome, even if it isn't $3.99 anymore. ($7.99 still good.) Also awesome - free amazon prime if you have a student email address. Rock on, Amazon. I WILL take free shipping for the next year. I will use it with the $50 gift card I got for participating in a study at SLIS. 
  •  The first sneak of our engagement pictures went up today. We took this one in the library. I'm not sure it's the one we'll send out (because I love the books, but it might be too theme-y for me for the actual announcement picture), but I'm certainly pleased with the way it turned out, and I want it at the reception and on my desk if I ever have a library office. Thanks Karina! 
  • We've been hosting an essay contest at the lovely blog, and it has been awesome. I love getting entries from lots of different women and I've been so pleased with the response. If you haven't checked it out already, do so. 
  • Today is my oldest brother's birthday. He's swell. :) I'm listening to Tom Waits in his honor. 
  • I know facebook has to advertise registries and wedding photographers to me now that I'm engaged, but must if show me wedding diets? Seriously guys - it's not going to work. I just need to stay the same size so I can fit into my dress. That's it. 
Okay. That's it for now. Looking forward to seeing some good friends tomorrow and trying to finish up some stuff before I head back to B-town. Mwah! 

Friday, July 23, 2010

A Story

So, judging by the 48 of you who have commented on my new relationship status on facebook (and the other several comments from those of you who didn't want a zillion notifications  that other people had commented after you), word is getting around that I got engaged on Wednesday night. And I'm pretty excited about it. And now I'm going to tell the story with all of its gory details. If you don't want to read them all - hey, I'm engaged! The end. If you want everything . . . well, you asked.

Here is my fiance, (Clovis Merle) Eric Long (taken on my phone this morning, on Phil's couch):



I couldn't be happier. 

Several people who knew that Eric is currently in living in Texas and was just here over the 4th of July responded to "I'm engaged!" with "Over Skype?" 

Um, no. Not a chance with Eric Long, king of the grand romantic gesture. 

So here's how it went down. 

First, he was here a couple of weeks ago for the 4th of July, and he's coming to Utah in a couple of weeks to meet my family. We'd been talking pretty seriously about marriage, and I kind of thought we were going to be getting engaged in August (which was going to be a little awkward because I was expecting it, as was my family). He'd also told me that he wanted to talk to my dad before he asked me, so I knew not to expect it over the 4th of July. 

A couple of weeks ago, Eric told me he had bought me a present and that he was going to send it to me. He said it was a really big present, so he hadn't figured out how to ship it yet, and he was busy with the last week of Institute (the training part of Teach for America), so he hadn't made it to the post office. Then he told me on Monday that he had sent it, but it was too big to send in one box, so he was sending it to our friend Phil, and Phil was going to set it up for me somewhere so I "didn't have to see it in pieces." 

He also told me he was in the Rio Grande Valley looking at apartments for when he moves to San Benito. I'd been asking all kinds of questions about apartments he'd looked at and plans and all kinds of things - and he wasn't in the Rio Grande Valley at all. He was in the Salt Lake Valley - talking to my parents. 

On Monday night, my teacher pulled me aside and asked if I could dress up on Wednesday for a workshop on professional wear. She said not very many people had dressed up last time, and she knew I wouldn't be uncomfortable being one of the examples. (This was slightly weird because several people had dressed up, and she hadn't really mentioned that she wanted us to dress up, but I didn't think much of it.) She asked if I'd wear "a swishy skirt." I even asked if I could wear slacks instead, and she said a skirt would be better. (Yeah. That's how he got me to dress up cute to get engaged. Good thing Carrie is Rayla's boss too.) 

Eric and I had made plans to talk on Skype Wednesday night, and he asked if we could eat dinner together. I told him I needed to swing by and grab some food (since I threw all of mine out because of flies). When I got to my car at the Institute, there was a note on my car - a map that said I should go to the back of my house (where he has had people leave me things before) and that I should hurry and go straight there, because it wouldn't keep. I realized about halfway to Little Caesars that it might be food and maybe he'd had someone leave me dinner, but I figured a pizza would only take a minute and would keep for later too, so I picked one up anyway.

When I got to my apartment, I gathered up my stuff and went out to the back of my apartment, where there was a little orange cooler. I opened it, and it was full of sushi (which is a big thing with us - we became friends going out for sushi every couple of weeks for "dating advisory" - talking about our dating lives and our views on relationships in general and lots of other things as well). I had the cooler over my shoulder and was ready to go in the house to call Eric on Skype and thank him for the sushi, when suddenly behind me I heard Eric's voice saying, "You got a pizza too?" 

I turned around and saw him in a blue button-down shirt and a tie, and I think I blurted out something like, "How are you here?!?" before I was kissing him while holding my laptop bag, a pizza, and a cooler full of sushi. 

I would just like to point out a couple of things at this point. 1) Eric is, generally speaking, a terrible liar. It's one of his really nice qualities, actually, because most of the time he is an open book. However, on this particular occasion he made a break with his own nature, because 2) despite numerous hints, I had NO IDEA that he was going to be there when I got home. 

He asked if I needed anything, so I ran into my apartment for a second to drop off the pizza and the laptop, and then we got in the car and drove out to Brown County State Park, a beautiful forest area with lakes and such that's about 20 minutes from Bloomington. On the way, he told me that the night before when he'd told me he was staying with a friend after a Teach for America dinner, he'd actually been staying with our friend Phil (the one who was supposed to set up my "gift," which turned out to be Eric himself). He also told me that when he said he'd found three possible places (I'd assumed he meant in San Benito) he actually meant in the park - three different picnic shelters for our sushi dinner. 

When we got to the shelter (after stopping to see a beautiful sunset over the forest with fog settling into the valley) Eric pulled out several bags. We lit about 100 tea-light candles and scattered them around the shelter, and then we got out some plastic dishes for our sushi feast - which was delicious sushi from Ami, the sushi place we went to so many times while we were just friends and continued to go to after we started dating. After we finished eating, he came over and sat next to me on the bench, and then he said, "This is just about perfect, isn't it? You know what would make it better? If there were music for us to dance to." And then he whipped out his phone and pulled up a playlist called "Dancing with Meg." 

So we danced for a little while - Norah Jones, Frank Sinatra, The Jayhawks, etc. We aren't very good dancers (especially me), but it was fun and very sweet. And then, after we'd sat for a little while and danced a little more, he stopped and started telling me about all of the things he loves about me and told me he wanted to take care of me and spend his life with me . . . and then he was down on his knee with an open ring box. 

(I said yes.) 

Here is the ring before I got it (I have a picture on my phone and there are some pictures on Eric's camera, but these are better and the ring is currently being sized, so I can't get a great one right now.) 




Separate wedding band and engagement ring. 


They look like this together. (I should have my ring back this weekend - although I really hope the sizing is right when they give it back. It was kind a bummer to let it go right after I got it.) 




Hehehe. 

We hung around the shelter for a little longer (Eric brought some sparkling peach and sparkling cider - hurray for Mormons celebrating) until park security came to tell us to clear out. The ranger looked like he felt a little bad (100 candles, remember) but we assured him we were about to leave and call our families anyway. He congratulated us and drove off while we blew out all of the candles and loaded up the car. 

We spent the next couple hours calling people and talking about plans, and we've spent the last couple of days doing more of the same. (Also, lots of looking at each other and randomly shouting, "We're getting married!") I dropped him off at the airport this afternoon, but I'll get to see him again in August. 

So the plan now is I'm going to finish up my degree and do an internship this fall, and then we'll get married in December and I'll move to Texas and hope they have libraries there. And fall is going to be insane between classes, my internship, my job as the IRSC president, my real job (the one that pays me) and, you know, wedding planning. I'm looking forward to it, but if you see me looking crazy, please tell me to cut it out and calm down. :) 

So . . . yeah! I'm getting MARRIED!!! 

The end. 

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

An Open Letter to My Drain Fly Nemeses

Dear Drain Flies (if that's your real name),

I'm tired of killing you. Really, I am. But you invaded my food and then my toaster. And even after I threw away my beloved toaster (my Egg and Muffin toaster that Miri gave me for my 21st birthday!), you continued to come out night after night, perching on the ceilings, mating on the lamp above the sink, lying in wait in my closet.

My closet? There isn't even any food in there, guys.

So that's why you are now being unceremoniously smeared all over the ceiling and walls without mercy. That is why I am no longer above killing some of you with my bare hands, even though you are disgusting. You invaded my peanut butter. I had to throw away a bag of rice I hadn't even opened yet. I'm hungry, and I don't want to buy food until you are gone because I am so tired of finding your rotten children in my bags of flour and sugar.

So let's make a deal. When the pest control guy comes tomorrow (please say he's really coming tomorrow), do the right thing and die. Show the nice man your breeding grounds so he can kill your children. My cupboards are bare, my kitchen is clean, and at this point, I am not above taking Ann's creme brulee torch to you if you don't leave my house in peace from tomorrow onward.

I will get you, flies. So let's make it quick and painless. Because otherwise I am coming after you one by one. And I will destroy you.

Sincerely,

Megan

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Contest!

Okay, I know I've been a slacker at blogging. Soon I will try to tell you about my weekend in Palmayra and update you on the neverending maggot story. But until then, I want YOU to enter THIS CONTEST!!

There's an awesome prize (I'm going to have to buy one for myself because I love it so) and I want to have lots of contest entries to read. Lots and lots and lots. And either way, you'll get posted on our blog - you'll just get more fame and glory if you win.

Prizes (you pick one) are awesome fabric posters from annilygreen:





Check out the contest here: http://becominglovely.blogspot.com/2010/07/lovely-contest.html. And please spread the word! 

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Maggot Mayhem

Part of me wishes I'd taken some pictures for this post. But that's the part of me that's trying to block the memory of what those pictures were. Ew. Ew. Ew.

So for the past couple of months, we've had some issues with moth flies/drain flies. They're pretty benign little creatures, so at first it didn't seem like a big deal. We got rid of one batch back at the beginning of the spring, and we didn't think too much of it when they came back. Or maybe it was just that we weren't home much for a little while, and we didn't realize how far things had gone.

And then they tried to take our home. And it was time to take it back.

See, here's the problem. They're been ALL OVER lately, which was a problem. But then they started mating in front of us. And then they started infiltrating our food. And friends, when they laid their little maggot friends in my pre-made chocolate pie crust, it was all over.

So tonight I threw away a bag of powdered sugar, two bags of nuts (pecans and almonds - both completely full of flies), and a bag of granulated sugar that was a little questionable, although I couldn't actually find maggots in it. A couple of weeks ago I also had to throw away a bag of rice after I cooked some rice and discovered little cooked maggot bodies after. I probably could have prevented some infestation if I'd investigated then, but really - would you want to? As far as I know, my cupboard is now clean, and my roommates will be doing similar sweeps soon, but the menace lives on.

So moth flies, this is a warning. 4th of July weekend while we're all out watching fireworks and eating barbecue chicken, you will be dying slow, painful deaths with bug bombs, Raid, fly paper, and whatever else we can find. I'm also going to buy some ammonia or bleach to put down every drain in the place even though I haven't seen you coming out of drains yet. You are dead. All of you. The second you turned my innocent pie crust into an maggot farm, as soon as you wriggled under that plastic, you signed your own death certificates. From here on out, no mercy.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Finally.

Don't worry. I definitely have tickets to see The National when they come to Bloomington in the fall. Thank goodness they made it to the midwest before I leave it, because they certainly aren't making it to Utah in the near future. Please enjoy the following fantastic song from their new album. (Sorry to post two music videos in a row. It may defeat my secret wish to stop having mummies covering up my About Me.)

P.S. My favorite part of this video is how awkward Matt Berninger is in it. Do you think the awkwardness is what actually draws me to this band? I think it's entirely possible.

Monday, June 14, 2010

The Curse

I might be a little bit obsessed with this music video and song - Josh Ritter's "The Curse." It's awesome. Sorry that it doesn't fit on the blog correctly. You can't go wrong with a love story between a mummy and an archeologist.

Also, playing with the new blogger design options. Sorry if it changes multiple times in the next few days.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Comfort

So briefly, this is what's going on in my life right now (although probably most of you who read this know anyway). I'm dating someone. It's great. He just moved to Texas. Long distance relationshipping ensues.

I tell you this only because I wanted to right a post about coping methods/comfort habits. I've been noticing what I do to comfort myself while trying to adjust, and I've determined that I like it. So briefly, here are my comfort . . . things.


Food

Ice cream is obvious, but I definitely went out and bought myself some Spumoni. It seemed more special occasion than cookies and cream, and I got twice as much for the same price as a little thing of Ben and Jerry's Chocolate Macadamia.

Peek-a-boo eggs. If you've never had these, you've missed out on one of the great joys of my life. You cut a hole in the middle of a piece of bread and stick it in a skillet, and then you crack an egg into that hole and cook it. Flip it over to cook the other side, and if you cook the whole thing in butter and add a little salt and pepper to the egg, it's much better. I always like to break the yolk too, but if you like runny yolk guts, by all means leave it. When you're done, you stick the little pieces of bread that you cut out of the middle on top of the eggs (hence the peek-a-boo aspect.) I don't know why these are better than egg sandwiches, but I love them and they're great comfort food.

Like so. 
Movies

BBC miniseries movies and period dramas are the ultimate comfort food of cinema. I'm tempted to go out and get Little Dorrit and Bleak House and watch all 20 hours. (I really must own those someday. They're both so excellent.) For some reason, I never get tired of North and South or Jane Eyre or any version of anything Jane Austen. I've watched them all a dozen times and will probably watch them many more times in my life. Little Women and Anne of Green Gables never get old. It's movies like this that make me want to have daughters - just so I can introduce them to the joy of such beautiful worlds backed by full string orchestras. 

I'm also having a strange hankering to watch Lawrence of Arabia that is not entirely without precedent in times of need. 

Talk

Facebook chat/IM. To all of my friends who have listened to me whine over the past couple of days/weeks, I thank you. I promise to return the favor when you need it. I'm sorry that I pounce on so many of you when you get online. I've kind of been a lurking lurker. 

"Real chat," as my friend Rayla calls it. I've spent a couple of nights hanging out with my friend Carly and an afternoon at Steak and Shake with Rayla. Why is it so comforting to just talk to someone about everything - especially when that someone will glory in the drama of life with you? I love it. 

Work

Not yet. I'm sure eventually homework and school work will take over the comfort duties. So far avoiding them has been better. (I worked today, I promise!)

Buffy/Doctor Who

Because they make everything better. 

Writing 

Turns out I still like to write things down when I'm working through them. I've written more in the last few days than I've written on the blog here in the last two months (which isn't saying that much, if you think about it). Hello, old friend writing. I miss you sometimes, and I sure do love it when I have things to write about. You've always been good to me. 

Playlists

This is always one of my first coping mechanisms. Life got you down? Make a playlist about it and everything will seem better. I like the preemptive playlist approach. If you know it's coming, make the playlist ahead of time so you've got something to listen to in times of crisis. After awhile you start having playlists for every occasion, but making them is still often the most therapeutic part for me. 


What do you guys do to cope with life's minor kinks and kerfuffles? 


Saturday, May 8, 2010

Loaftastic. And stuff.

The semester is over! Perhaps someday I will actually blog regularly again. Wouldn't that be nice? 

So here's what's happening. Jill is graduating today, which is both lovely and a bummer. I'm going to miss her when she moves next week. Ann is also engaged these days, so by the end of the summer, D'CALC will be all new. I have one new roommate ready to go for fall, but I'm still in the market for another one, so that will be exciting. 

Lindsey just came to visit, and it was great. We dyed our hair, had loaf night (meat loaf, ice cream loaf) ate sushi, watched lots of Buffy, took trips to Indy and Nashville (IN, not TN) and went on a puppy hunt. Sadly, Lindsey did not end up buying a puppy, but it was pretty fun trying to find puppies all the same. I miss her. 

Can you tell that our hair is a little redder? 

Eric making ice cream loaf - delicious, no matter how gross the word loaf is.

In other news, right after I finished my last project of the semester but one, my computer crashed. I took it up to the Apple Store in Indy and found out that I was still covered by Apple Care for 18 DAYS. And I'd been having problems with my cord for about a week, but I probably would have just gone to buy a new one if my computer crashed, because I didn't think I was still covered. I also had a minor crack in my case, and Seth the Genius asked if I wanted to have that fixed as well, so I ended up with a new cord, a new keybord/case, and a new hard drive - 100 gigs bigger than my old one because they don't make 150 GB hard drives for my computer anymore - and it was all free. It was a little miracle. 

Finally, tomorrow is my Taco Friend Torie's wedding. I wish I could be there doing bridesmaidly duties, but instead I will just send her lots of love across the cyber channels and hope it gets there in time. 


I love you, uuinni!

I won't make any promises, but I'm hoping to get back to more regular blogging soon. Brace yourselves. 

Monday, April 5, 2010

Bloggy blog blog.

Dear Blogosphere,

Okay. So I've had a lot to write about during the last few weeks, and I haven't written about it. This is probably because a) I have to spend all of my time when I'm working or doing homework on my computer, and when I'm not doing one of those things or having important facebook conversations, I don't feel like blogging. And when I do feel like blogging, I blog for the blogject. And b) I've been busier this semester than last for various reasons, and in my spare time I've been watching Doctor Who. (See previous post.)

So here's a run down of what happened in March.

1. Jill and I went to Chicago with our fellow branchie Wesley. We met up with Katherine while we were there, and we went to the Art Institute, explored the city, stayed in a hostel, ate deep dish pizza, and of course went to see Wait Wait Don't Tell Me.
The bean!

Dinosaur arms.

Us with Peter Sagal

We are Carl Kasell.

Also during March we had spring break, and my parents came for a visit. We went down to Louisville one day, spent several days in Ohio seeing Kirtland, the rock and roll and pro football Halls of Fame, Lake Erie, etc. I also got to show them around Bloomington a little, even though it wasn't as pretty then as it is right now. 
Giant baseball glove at the Louisville Slugger bat factory


Lighthouse

Pickle Bill's. 

Rock and Roll Hall of Fame/Louvre

Kirtland, Newel K. Whitney store

Made Dad buy this shirt. 

Anyway, currently Bloomington is exploding into spring with all kinds of beautiful blossoms and tons of rabbits hopping around, and it's making it highly difficult to concentrate. It will be rough pushing through to the end of the semester, but at least I can do homework on the balcony during the rain storms (or, you know, blog, which is what I'm doing now.) 

Happy Easter, happy spring!

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

A post about which you will not care unless you like Doctor Who.

So . . . I was already in love with Doctor Who after the Christopher Eccleston series, because it was lovely, and Christopher Eccleston was endearingly goofy and cheesy. This is my favorite scene from the whole season.





Thanks for the memories, 9th Doctor

But I just started the second series (season) and I'm already in love with David Tennant, mostly because of this clip. The part I love happens about a minute in.


He quotes the Lion King! And it's brilliant!

So I'm officially over my mourning period and ready to embrace this Doctor. (Also, I hope the new one we're getting in the spring will be great so that I have something to look forward to when I get through the Tennant era. Yeah. I'm one episode in and I'm already thinking about that. People as obsessive as I am shouldn't watch TV.)
(Incidentally, Anthony Head, or Giles from Buffy, is going to be a villian in this series. I'm so excited.)

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Great Job, Internet!

Behold, my new favorite site on the internet, Unrelated Captions.

I learned about this site from a feature called "Great Job, Internet!" on the A.V. Club. I don't even know why it's funny. but it's really, really funny.


Here are some of my favorites.



There is something very wrong with the llama on the left. 





Hedgehog!


And the one that sent all of D'CALC into fits of giggles: