One of the things about my new job is that "they" like someone to work until 7 PM to answer requests that come in from the west coast. Since I started a couple of weeks ago, I haven't stayed late once and no one seemed to notice. My boss hadn't said anything, but I suggested that I would try doing the later (10:30 to 7) schedule on Monday and Wednesday this week and he said all right. I made it clear I don't want to do it more than that. The schedule was part of the bullsh** deal that was never discussed when the job was offered to me and just assumed I would do.

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School is going all right. I'm not that crazy about my class this semester. The subject matter is very dry, and I don't feel engaged with it, but I'm hoping to I will eventually. I took Friday afternoon off to do my homework, some very technical catalonging coding stuff called MARC. No homework was assigned for this coming week, except for reading so I'm feeling pretty relaxed for now. I do like the teacher and she does a good job of getting us involved in class, but the some of the stuff is just pretty dry, and there's not much that can be done about it.

Week after next is spring break, and dude, I'm gonna get so wasted, and it's gonna be totally awesome!!! Yeah, right. I never even did "spring break" when I was in undergrad in the 80s. I am going to take an extra day or two off though, and take Blue and go up and visit my mom and sister that weekend. I hate shopping alone, but I do like shopping with them, and I need some shoes so a shopping trip is on the agenda for the weekend. How girly, huh?

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I went to yoga class yesterday morning. I know that being critical of and comparing onself to others is totally not a yogic way of thinking, but... do you ever do this? I feel bad about it, but I do find myself my doing it anyway. I especially get annoyed with the people who do the hardest form of a pose, when the teacher doesn't suggest it. I feel like they're showing off, and it bothers me. I mentioned this to my sister, and she said that once she was in a class and everyone was struggling to learn how to do a split and no one could really do it, except this one woman, and she was sitting there looking all bored while the rest of them struggled.

I never had this feeling in the kundalini classes I used to take in a church basement, but now that I am going to an actual "yoga studio" I find myself getting irritated with some of the "glam" people who go there. Like sometimes there's this woman who wears really sexy clothes and sets up in the middle of the room and not only does the most advanced form of poses, but does completley different poses from the ones that are being taught. Huh? I just feel that's showing off. I mean if you're not going to follow the class AND you plunk yourself right in the middle of it, you must be showing off. I know my response has to do with my insecurity, but I can't help feeling really annoyed with this woman. Fortunately, she wasn't in class yesterday.

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Watching: Fight Club (1999) starring Edward Norton, Brad Pitt and Helena Bonham Carter. I wasn't too keen on seeing this, but after I found out it was based on more of a "therapy" idea, as opposed to just fighting, I watched some of it with Sweetie. I did find the violence a little too much, and I covered my eyes during parts of it, and even left the room sometimes, but it was kind of interesting. Sweetie said he felt it was getting to be one of those movies he "had" to see because he was always reading references to it. I'm guessing especially on those geeky Mac message boards he visits.

Labels: family, school, watching, work, yoga

posted by Miss Rachel 3/05/2007 08:22:00 AM

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I started off the week with a yoga class on Sunday morning. Yesterday, I got a new workout plan for weight training, and it's totally killer. Like just sitting here, I can feel it. Heck, lying in bed this morning I could feel it. It's mostly the biceps exercises that are doing it I think. For some of them I used 10 lb. weights, which is more than I'm used to. But, as I have decided, if I'm going to go to the gym, I might as well work hard while I'm there.

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I need to get some more work done on my homework tonight. I am taking Friday as a day off, but I don't want to leave it all till then. Besides, my "take every Friday off" thing that I did last fall was great, but I don't want to use up too many of my vacation days this early in the year by starting that now. So far I answered one homework question (there are 8) and did the reading. The reading was the first chapter of the textbook, and it was extremely dry. I didn't really expect anything different, and the teacher admitted that most library science books were pretty boring.

Somehow, cataloging doesn't strike me a boring though. It may be a boring thing to read about, but I think the topic is interesting if you're dealing with real stuff, like books or art or what have you. The teacher of our class for instance, is an archivist at another school up near mine. She's an adjunct professor at my school, which I've heard is something like doing slave labor.

Anyway, in class she gave us the following exercise: she passed around a box told us to take two things out of it. I took a postcard of an Edward Hopper painting called "Lighthouse Hill" and a giant super duper strong rubber band. Then we had to get in a group with 4 -5 other people and decide on a cataloging system for out items. The other items in my group were - some sort of train ticket with German print on it, a small sheet of star stickers, a golf tee, a three prong plug adaptor, a tape dispenser, a sheet of 1 cent stamps and... I can't remember the rest, but you can tell it's a very weird unrelated bunch of objects. The cataloging system we came up with was "two desk drawers with one for office supplies and one for household supplies." The other groups had similarly disparate groups of objects and came up with other good ideas for cataloging their stuff. See, cataloging is fun.

Watching: The Mary Tyler Moore Show, Season Four.

Six Feet Under, Season Five. Yes, I'm still watching this depressing show. I just want to find out what happens.

American Graffiti (1979) starring Cindy Williams, Ron Howard, Paul LeMat, Charles Martin Smith and Candy Clark. Not as good as the first one, but how could it be? Still, not as bad as you may have been told. There are even darker undertones than there were in the first one, thanks to the Viet Nam war and Terry's most likely not making it out alive and knowing that John Milner is most likely meeting his death that night.

Labels: fitness, library science, school, yoga

posted by Miss Rachel 2/06/2007 06:26:00 AM

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