Here I am...

So my sister's husband is in Iraq now. She is still in Kuwait. She's sad for that. Kind of makes me feel silly for feeling sad.

I went to the race on Sunday. It's funny. You suddenly get interested in racing for a second when you are at the race. It was really cool, and I am glad I can now say I have attended an Indy 500. I mean, I do live in Indy, and I have ran around that track twice...and when I was little...I rode around it in a bus. Good times.

So I don't really have much to say today...nor do I feel like saying much. So sorry. Please check back :)

sigh...

Sometimes random thoughts go through my head. Things such as "man, mail trucks do look weird...their just a big box." Or..."Styrofoam is sort of cool, it would be interesting to study the chemistry of it." Nerd...

Alright...I'm out.

You can't deny it...

you don't want none...

You should be scared...We will kick your booties.

First, before I move on...I want to say how very happy I am for Nathan. If you don't know who Nathan is...see above...he's the one who is not me. He just finished his Master's, and has been working endlessly to find a job. He is very very close to getting a job right now. He's in the final stages. The job is with his first choice too. He is going to be a kick-butt Chemistry teacher. I can feel it. I think that is cool. I'm so proud of him.

Moving on...

It's been a little while since I have updated, and I am sorry about that. I've been sort of busy.

Last Thursday, my dear friend Matt  came into town.

It was really great to see him. I don't get to see him very often. He's from Evansville, but he spends a lot of time in New Jersey, where he is in seminary at Princeton. That's right, he's in seminary, he's not going to be a pastor or anything like that...he's going to be a professor. That's good. He's really smart. Plus, he knows Hebrew. He can read Hebrew like you and I can read English. Actually, he probably can read it better.

Matt's not the type of person to typically go out to bars and such. Last time he came into town, it was for my birthday. He got to go to Peppers. He was in a different world. It's not his scene. Sooo...this weekend...It's Jessie's b-day. She wants to go to Howl at the Moon. So...what do I do? I drag Matt along. He said he thinks the last time he went out was the last time he came and saw me. Poor Matt. Having to put up with friends like me. Oh well...we had good times getting crunk off our water...
It was my first time at Howl at the Moon. I liked it. I like to sing and dance. They have this thing where they have people choose a word of the day. You get your word up there if you pay more than the last person for it. One of the people with us decided to pay thirty dollars to get a word of the day up there. You want to know what the word of the day was???? It was Hump-Me Elmo. I know...that's more than one word. So anyway, anytime the people on stage said "Hump-Me Elmo" everybody had to throw there hands in the air cheer and take a drink or something like that. My face got red everytime they did this. Why you ask? It's because Hump-Me Elmo was directed towards me. Did you ever see my Halloween costume? I was Elmo...and at some point I put a nursing outfit on. We went out. The D.J. singled me out and said (into the microphone) "Hey! It's Hump-Me Elmo!" So then, everybody looked at me. I got off the dance floor as quick as I could.

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I feel like I am forgetting something.

I don't remember. I guess that's why I forgot it.

I think I have more to say.

For now...this is the end of what I will say...

i know i need to update

But...I am not really motivated to write anything. I'm sorry.

Tomorrow...there will be a full amazing update. I promise.

Come back. It will be good.

Until then...check this out.

I love odd jobs

I just found out that I am going to be a grader for a class this summer. Finite Math. It will be the first time I will be a grader, so it's going to be a bit crazy. I'm glad. I like doing math. It's nice to do math AND get paid for it too. I guess that's what I went to school for huh?

So anyway, it just adds to my list of jobs. I mean, what do I have going on right now?

Well, of course there is Reese.
Then, I tutor...
Then, every once in a while, there is Oookles,
Then, I am now going to be grading...
AND, At the end of the summer, I will be a mentor for the Summer Bridge Program at IUPUI. I will teach a little refresher course to incoming freshman. So they will be "prepared" for the math that will hit them.

I like it. I like variety. Funny how I do all these jobs, but yet I still have no money. :). I still need a bike.

I also need to go running today. It just looks really muggy. I'm afraid it's going to rain, and I don't feel like running in the rain. Sometimes it's fun, but today, I already know the run will hurt. When I ran on Tuesday, it was miserable. My body is still recovering from all the hard work I did last Saturday.

I said in one of my comments that I am thinking about training for a marathon, I mean, I'm already halfway there. :). I just can't imagine running that long. After a mini-marathon, my body shuts down. How will a full marathon feel? AND why in the world do people do these things? I mean, your bones hurt, your muscles hurt...it's just no good. There's some sort of satisfaction that comes with it. Do I want to be the crazy girl who runs a marathon? I have never ran over 13.1 miles. I can't imagine just doing a training run that long.

Ok, enough about running. The same thing happened to me last year. After the mini-marathon, I suddenly got super motivated to start running like crazy. I wanted to be fast. I got to a point where I could do 1 mile (absolutely no more than that) at 6:15. That was pretty sweet. Then, I did a race, I went out too fast, it was terrible, and after that I stopped running for a little while. My motivation went out the window. So, don't worry, this will pass. I'll shut up soon.

In the meantime, for my next post, I shall answer any and all your questions about any and everything. It can be about math, it can be about tennis (though I don't know much about it). If I have no clue what to say, I'll do some research :).

So yeah...is your day going ok?

Ocho De Mayo

It doesn't have as nice of a ring to it does it?

So the mini and everything that went along with it is over. It was good times. I beat the goal I had set for myself. That made me happy. It makes me wonder what I actually could do. I mean, I trained, but I didn't train hard. Actually, I'm not sure if you could call it training at all. I would go a week or so with out running. For this reason, I had a good pace for about 9 miles, then I crashed. My time could have been better. It doesn't matter though, because I beat my goal. That's all that matters. Plus, I ran fast enough that next year, I can be seeded. That means I won't have to wade through slow people the first mile. It was a bit ridiculous on Saturday. Ok.

Right...

Speaking of bananas (in my last post), does anybody remember me mentioning banana guards a while back? I have gmail, and if you write about something in a post, it will give you google ads that relate to your subject. In this particular e-mail, Gwen Stefani's Hollaback Girl had been mentioned. You know, B-A-N-A-N-A-S. There was a google ad for a banana guard.

Go here to check it out. Banana guards keep your bananas safe. They keep them from getting smashed. Weird. I think it is interesting that anybody would think of something like that. Sooo...I sort of would like to have one, just to say I have a banana guard. K. Random.

I am so tired...

Cinco De Mayo

Do you know what that means?

It means tomorrow is May 6th.

It means I have to wake up super early and go run 13.1 miles.

Wish me luck!

:) I'm excited. Last year's mini was my very first mini-marathon. It was my favorite race I have done so far. I did a mini in Arizona in January. It was not as good at all. I have a feeling this year's is going to be better than last year! I am in a lot better shape...I'll feel better.

Plus, at the end, you get a free banana. That's why I run.

Again...WISH ME LUCK!!!

school's out for the summer...

Yesterday was the last day of class. I had mixed feelings about this. I mean, yeah, it's summertime, but it marked the end of me being able to take easy math classes. Next's semester is going to be much much harder. I can feel it. I will be taking Real Analysis, Intro to Complex Analysis and Abstract Algebra. Are you saying huh? because I am. I mean, I am going to have to study this summer. Anyway, I still have one final to take. That will be on Friday. I'm not worried about it. I have to get a 30% to keep my grade. I hope I can do it.

This Saturday, the One America 500 Festival Mini-Marathon will take place. I am pretty excited. I feel ready for it. I could be more ready. How you say? Well, maybe if I actually trained like I should. It's been a little hectic. I have been in charge of coordinating all of the Reese people that will be doing the mini. There will be 25 people running the mini-marathon, and 4 more people running in the 5k. That's a lot of people from Reese to be participating. All year long, I have been signing people up for all of the training runs. There was a small group that has been preparing for it quite nicely. I am anxious to see how everybody does. On Friday night, Reese is hosting a spaghetti dinner for all of the employees who are participating and their families. I have been organizing that. Fazoli's. Mmmm... Anyway, all should go well, and hopefully no Reese people get picked up in the busses for going to slow.

Anyway, I am sure that mattered not to everybody reading it.

I ran a 5k this past weekend. It was a personal best for me. I even placed in my age group. I got third place. :) I won a $5 gift certificate to a running store. What ever will I do with it???

So, just because it's been a while...

You Are 52% Addicted to Myspace

Your Myspace addiction factor is: Moderate You're slowly building a very strong addiction to Myspace. Get out while you still can!

Are You Addicted to Myspace?

What I want to know is...how in the world am I only 52% addicted?

Dang Myspace. You know what is so stupid? It drives me nuts when people comment about this blog on myspace. This blog is my baby. I like it to get lots of comments. I don't care so much about my Myspace. I don't understand why people read this and then comment on myspace. It seems like more work to me. Everybody can comment on this. You don't need an account. I'm not just calling one person out. It seems like a lot of people have done it. I know it's stupid. It shouldn't bug me. Actually, I'm shaking my head at myself because it does bug me. Oh well...