this is the story of a bank error and much more money than i have. so...once upon a time i walked into my bank (i know, it's crazy!). i was going to deposit a paycheck but when i talked with the teller the first thing she said was "umm...do you know about your account?" ...apparently not...
she told me that i owed about $500 and i had another check for the same amount trying to come through. yeah, i've never, ever used checks. at this point i was slightly concerned.
it was time for an expert. i ended up talking to a woman who handles this sort of thing. she called several people and sent a fax and discovered that the bank had gotten confused. they had accidentally switched the bank accounts of me and someone else who, though we had completely different names and the rest of the numbers were different, had the same last four digits in their account number as me.
the problem was fixed pretty quickly with a fax and phone call but the banker woman told me that if i didn't ever use my checks and i wanted to get rid of them then it would be best to just burn them (as opposed to shredding them). lucky, i was going to a bonfire that night.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
to do list...
hello to my readers. :-) i'm sorry that i haven't written in such a terribly long time but there's been lots of things happening (like that whole business of actually living the life that i've been given). soooooo, i've decided that it might be good to write several blogs in the next few days or weeks chronicling the last two or so months of life.
these blogs will include, but are not limited to, the discussion of how i lost $1000 ish (but not really) and burned my checkbook, the continuing saga of thomas the hemophiliac, the beginnings of a very peculiar courtship, something about caves, normal life, stuff about toothbrushing, lots of driving narratives, an old story about a certain necklace and the continuing of epic deeds performed by such gentlemen, and the near-death experiences of finals week.
this blog, then, is just a list of things to write about so that i remember them later when i come back to them...and it's a trailer so that the later blogs seem more exciting and interesting to those of you who haven't been told these stories yet.
these blogs will include, but are not limited to, the discussion of how i lost $1000 ish (but not really) and burned my checkbook, the continuing saga of thomas the hemophiliac, the beginnings of a very peculiar courtship, something about caves, normal life, stuff about toothbrushing, lots of driving narratives, an old story about a certain necklace and the continuing of epic deeds performed by such gentlemen, and the near-death experiences of finals week.
this blog, then, is just a list of things to write about so that i remember them later when i come back to them...and it's a trailer so that the later blogs seem more exciting and interesting to those of you who haven't been told these stories yet.
Monday, October 12, 2009
now i'm AWAKE!
today was one of those days that will go down in the history of my life as, well, abnormal. it was a learning experience. here's what i learned:
1. when you have a paper to write you should write it.
what you shouldn't do is procrastinate until the very, very last second then decide that you're too tired then go to bed at midnight, wake up at four, drive one hour still wrapped in your blanket, get to school, take a half hour nap, then start your paper.
2. when you finish your paper just in time for breakfast you should eat a well balanced and healthy meal
you should not drink a red bull and a cup of coffee with your breakfast. if you do this there are certain side effects that may occur, including but not limited to laughing spontaneously at the color of the trees and the fact that trees do change color, dancing in circles down the avenue of the eagles in the early morning, being an abnormally obnoxiously happy morning person, not being able to stay still in class.
1. when you have a paper to write you should write it.
what you shouldn't do is procrastinate until the very, very last second then decide that you're too tired then go to bed at midnight, wake up at four, drive one hour still wrapped in your blanket, get to school, take a half hour nap, then start your paper.
2. when you finish your paper just in time for breakfast you should eat a well balanced and healthy meal
you should not drink a red bull and a cup of coffee with your breakfast. if you do this there are certain side effects that may occur, including but not limited to laughing spontaneously at the color of the trees and the fact that trees do change color, dancing in circles down the avenue of the eagles in the early morning, being an abnormally obnoxiously happy morning person, not being able to stay still in class.
actually, i think that's all the really strange things that happened today...everything else was classes and work with two half hour breaks (just enough to write a blog! :)
but here are some other things for you to remember not to do:
try to read the signs on the other side of the road (i'll explain this later probably)
watch a squirrel for as long as it watches you
try to catch a chipmunk
eat the berries from the trees in the quad
can you think of anything else?
(p.s. this will show up on my facebook but i'm not visiting facebook for a bit so if you'd like to comment you are most certainly welcome to and i'd appreciate it but i won't get it for awhile :)
i spoke too soon...and i forgot some things. i have a new mission! objective: brush my teeth in every public bathroom on campus. i'm so close already! mwahaha!
also, another amazing thing that happened was at work (yeah phones!) i called a guy and he picked up and started talking to me. we ended up having a twenty minute conversation about life and theology before my boss came over and told me i should ask him for the money and end the call. lol, it was wonderful but weird (he had some interesting ideas).
(i hope this hasn't been published to facebook yet...i hope it wasn't published twice but if it was then maybe it's just extra incentive to read it! ;)
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
redirected...again
i realized today that my life is lived in the redirections. my official schedule is very nice. it's 4 pages on microsoft excell of color-coded 15 minute blocks...and that's just monday through friday. my revised schedule is scribbled on five notecards (one for each day) that i carry in my back pocket at all times. my real schedule is never written down or recorded and doesn't make very much actual sense.
in fact, this blog is a redirection that has been redirected several times. i was supposed to be at a symposium about heroes that i didn't find out about until this morning but that i ended up not attending (though i did really want to) for...a few reasons. about the time the symposium started i just happened to have to work on htag awareness week stuff and then buy garage sale price stickers and then take someone to the center for the arts and then i could have gone to the symposium 30 minutes late but why not write a blog about getting distracted instead? as i sat down to write the blog a good friend of mine entered the room and we talked for awhile and then, of course, i had to accomplish important and official internet obligations (like playing on facebook).
but where would i be if i didn't allow distractions and redirections and unplanned excursions? i honestly have no idea (no one is ever told what would have happened), but i do know that my life has become more entertaining and exciting since it became unpredictable. the fifteen minute blocks on excell are very neat and structured but i, in fact, am most certainly NOT as you could probably tell because nearly all of my previous blogs are about redirections too. it's the road less travelled on and the one that leads to thousands of microscopic adventures within the span of each and every day.
in fact, this blog is a redirection that has been redirected several times. i was supposed to be at a symposium about heroes that i didn't find out about until this morning but that i ended up not attending (though i did really want to) for...a few reasons. about the time the symposium started i just happened to have to work on htag awareness week stuff and then buy garage sale price stickers and then take someone to the center for the arts and then i could have gone to the symposium 30 minutes late but why not write a blog about getting distracted instead? as i sat down to write the blog a good friend of mine entered the room and we talked for awhile and then, of course, i had to accomplish important and official internet obligations (like playing on facebook).
but where would i be if i didn't allow distractions and redirections and unplanned excursions? i honestly have no idea (no one is ever told what would have happened), but i do know that my life has become more entertaining and exciting since it became unpredictable. the fifteen minute blocks on excell are very neat and structured but i, in fact, am most certainly NOT as you could probably tell because nearly all of my previous blogs are about redirections too. it's the road less travelled on and the one that leads to thousands of microscopic adventures within the span of each and every day.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
this was a facebook note titled "my thoughts on a fine misty morning"
so...waking up this morning and walking outside i happened to notice that all the world was grey and that it was cold (not the good kind but the kind that makes you feel a little bit sickly) and that everything was wet and that there was a fine mist all around. grumble, grumble, grumble...it's one of THOSE days. as i started my day, two thoughts began to bother me. i'll tell you what they are (because i know you're curious ;). in c.s. lewis' book that hideous strength there's a couple who says something sort of like 'we like all weather, when you're a child you like all types of weather but you learn to dislike certain types as you get older,' the second thoughts were lyrics: 'this is the day that the Lord has made, i will rejoice and be glad in it.'
mmm...yeah, if You want me to rejoice then give me a better day to do it. i guess this is the day that the Lord has made and i guess i should rejoice and be glad in it, but sometimes it's so easy to see the day as something else to trudge through or a duty/obligation or something like that. but i felt like God wanted me to rejoice in this day despite and within the weather...i didn't want to (p.s. it's a BAD idea to argue with the One who created EVERYTHING). then i realized: oh, wait, why am i discriminating against this day just because i think that the weather is bad? where did i learn that this weather is particularly bad anyway? it's very refreshing and kind of exciting because with this type of weather i don't know what's coming next. it's the weather of adventures and mysteries.
so i guess i can rejoice in this day, and in this weather. you should try it too (it's' fun)! :-)
i wrote this note this morning, i'm editing it this evening (because i'm a busy and productive college student right?). i did end up rejoicing in the day (with the Lord's help :). it was funny how good things got once i stopped focusing on what i thought was ugly in the day. i put on a hoodie, grabbed a hot chocolate, and took a walk about campus and asked God to show me just what was so good about this day. that's when i noticed the water droplets on the grass and all of the leaves (i don't know about you but to me water droplets are one of the most beautiful and entertaining things in the world :), it was gorgeous. then i realized why i associated this day with adventure and mystery...lol, the rainyness made me think (a little bit) of the fellowship of the ring when the hobbits are coming to bree and it's raining and what's more adventurous than a quest? :-)
also, i began to realize that i really liked the cold because it didn't seem like such a cold cold anymore, it seemed to be the happy fall cold that bids us all to drink hot apple cider. after that, i started to realize that the fall smell was still there despite the drizzling and that made me happy...yeah, i started to see a lot of beautiful things in the day after that, and i DID rejoice! maybe i should do this every day? ^_^
mmm...yeah, if You want me to rejoice then give me a better day to do it. i guess this is the day that the Lord has made and i guess i should rejoice and be glad in it, but sometimes it's so easy to see the day as something else to trudge through or a duty/obligation or something like that. but i felt like God wanted me to rejoice in this day despite and within the weather...i didn't want to (p.s. it's a BAD idea to argue with the One who created EVERYTHING). then i realized: oh, wait, why am i discriminating against this day just because i think that the weather is bad? where did i learn that this weather is particularly bad anyway? it's very refreshing and kind of exciting because with this type of weather i don't know what's coming next. it's the weather of adventures and mysteries.
so i guess i can rejoice in this day, and in this weather. you should try it too (it's' fun)! :-)
i wrote this note this morning, i'm editing it this evening (because i'm a busy and productive college student right?). i did end up rejoicing in the day (with the Lord's help :). it was funny how good things got once i stopped focusing on what i thought was ugly in the day. i put on a hoodie, grabbed a hot chocolate, and took a walk about campus and asked God to show me just what was so good about this day. that's when i noticed the water droplets on the grass and all of the leaves (i don't know about you but to me water droplets are one of the most beautiful and entertaining things in the world :), it was gorgeous. then i realized why i associated this day with adventure and mystery...lol, the rainyness made me think (a little bit) of the fellowship of the ring when the hobbits are coming to bree and it's raining and what's more adventurous than a quest? :-)
also, i began to realize that i really liked the cold because it didn't seem like such a cold cold anymore, it seemed to be the happy fall cold that bids us all to drink hot apple cider. after that, i started to realize that the fall smell was still there despite the drizzling and that made me happy...yeah, i started to see a lot of beautiful things in the day after that, and i DID rejoice! maybe i should do this every day? ^_^
Thursday, September 24, 2009
this is a terrible story
i actually wasn't sure if i wanted to write this down or not but it's already written in so many places i might as well add one more. want an explanation?
mmkay so, for one of my classes we're interviewing a person each week and then writing a summary of the visit (it's so that we get used to, ya know, talking 'n' stuff). me being the intrepid social work major that i am, i visited and then wrote (but turned in the paper two days late...fashionably late? ...i didn't know it was due!)
i thought that it was pretty good and felt confident about it, but today i made a realization...throughout the whole of the paper (at least i was consistent!) i use the WRONG name for my interviewee. i turned it in yesterday.
moral of the story is: if you're terrible with names like me, don't write important papers.
mmkay so, for one of my classes we're interviewing a person each week and then writing a summary of the visit (it's so that we get used to, ya know, talking 'n' stuff). me being the intrepid social work major that i am, i visited and then wrote (but turned in the paper two days late...fashionably late? ...i didn't know it was due!)
i thought that it was pretty good and felt confident about it, but today i made a realization...throughout the whole of the paper (at least i was consistent!) i use the WRONG name for my interviewee. i turned it in yesterday.
moral of the story is: if you're terrible with names like me, don't write important papers.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
"what's up" "oh, ya know, same old same old"
i haven't written a blog in awhile. you can rest assured, though, in knowing that it isn't because i haven't had anything to write about. it's actually because i've had far too much to write about and i was trying to decide what things i should actually make into blogs and what things i should leave as interesting memories in my own head...then i realized that i should just put everything into one blog with lots of mini-blogs included. so...here it is:
something old, something new, something borrowed, something...umm...purple?
new stadium in ashland! crazy stuff guys...we have a new stadium and it's...NEW. it's not actually finished yet but the first game that we played in it was saturday and i got the magnificent opportunity to get paid to go (by being the entire game day field crew for the marching band). this certainly was an adventure because i didn't know what i was doing (turns out it's not really a difficult job) but the reason i'm writing about the game is because i used to be in the marching band so watching from the sidelines when i wanted to be on the field was not as entertaining as i wish it was. to be honest with you, i love marching band. have you ever had that feeling of painful nostalgia that makes you wish very hard that you were doing something else? yeah, that's a bit like what standing on the sidelines was...but the game was WONDERFUL and the day was PERFECT and we won!
terrible sue
saturday night was an...experience (but really, it was lots of fun :). me 'n' some peeps were watching movies at my house and we heard a cat outside. brando' opened the door thinking he'd let our cat, goldie, into the house and yelled "there's a foreign cat on our porch!" i like animals. i don't like to see things of any sort suffer. i get excited about pretty much all living things. i ran out onto the porch. sure nuff' there was a white and grey cat chillin' on our porch. so...i went inside and got some milk for it. then i got some catfood. then i got it a blanket. then i brought it a bowl of water. then i went about thinking of a name for it, brandon suggested tiramisu and the name stuck. later we discovered that it was a boy cat and later it was called terrible sue (despite the fact that he's the nicest cat EVER!) and later it never left so i guess i adopted a stray this weekend (i think that pretty often i just do things and my family is like "wait what!? WHYYYYY!?")
lol, texting
remember when i said that saturday night was an experience? this is part of why. among the people who were at my house on saturday was a guy that i had never met before. apparently, halfway through the night he and one of my chica friends were texting each other (while sitting next to each other) and he said that he thought that he might have romantic type feelings for me (not in those words) so my friend told me this and then we all got to have a nice discussion on being just friends and appreciating each other's friendship. but i don't mention this just because, i mention it because immediately it made me start to think about the nature of love (i'm in a philosophy of love class...this is what we do, lol). i had known the kid for less than five hours. how can you decide you have romantic intentions in less than five hours? my conclusion was that he wasn't looking for a person to have feelings for, he was looking for qualities and characteristics.
that scares me. guys, just so you know, if a girl ever asks you why you love them (if she's anything like me at least) then the correct answer is "i don't know, but i love you and i always will" or some variation of that. because if you're loving someone for their personality or their character traits or their looks or any of those things, what happens when those things change? what happens when they fail you? aaaannnd...moving right along...
the fatal yellow curb
my fears are confirmed. there really is a set of secret driving rules that i never learned. i broke one. apparently it is illegal to park next to a street curb that is painted yellow...even if the curb is so crumbly that you can't tell it's yellow. yeah, i got my first parking ticket on monday. it was exciting.
humility
i have just learned (at least a little bit) to appreciate the humility that is inherently a part of living as a homeless person. when you brush your teeth in public bathrooms or sleep on couches in common areas or live out of your car some people will look down on you (i know...shocking!) and it takes a lot of pride swallowing to do any of the above mentioned activities...ever. it takes a realization that lots of things are more important than the way that you look or what other people thing about you or the "dignity" that you think you deserve. it also takes a lot of struggling to realize that not everyone will want to help you and that, when they don't, they haven't wronged you. they don't owe you anything at all; in fact, they're doing you a great favor simply by considering helping you with your life even if they decide that they don't want to.
and that's an updat on my life up to this point...i hope that you've found it interesting. :-)
something old, something new, something borrowed, something...umm...purple?
new stadium in ashland! crazy stuff guys...we have a new stadium and it's...NEW. it's not actually finished yet but the first game that we played in it was saturday and i got the magnificent opportunity to get paid to go (by being the entire game day field crew for the marching band). this certainly was an adventure because i didn't know what i was doing (turns out it's not really a difficult job) but the reason i'm writing about the game is because i used to be in the marching band so watching from the sidelines when i wanted to be on the field was not as entertaining as i wish it was. to be honest with you, i love marching band. have you ever had that feeling of painful nostalgia that makes you wish very hard that you were doing something else? yeah, that's a bit like what standing on the sidelines was...but the game was WONDERFUL and the day was PERFECT and we won!
terrible sue
saturday night was an...experience (but really, it was lots of fun :). me 'n' some peeps were watching movies at my house and we heard a cat outside. brando' opened the door thinking he'd let our cat, goldie, into the house and yelled "there's a foreign cat on our porch!" i like animals. i don't like to see things of any sort suffer. i get excited about pretty much all living things. i ran out onto the porch. sure nuff' there was a white and grey cat chillin' on our porch. so...i went inside and got some milk for it. then i got some catfood. then i got it a blanket. then i brought it a bowl of water. then i went about thinking of a name for it, brandon suggested tiramisu and the name stuck. later we discovered that it was a boy cat and later it was called terrible sue (despite the fact that he's the nicest cat EVER!) and later it never left so i guess i adopted a stray this weekend (i think that pretty often i just do things and my family is like "wait what!? WHYYYYY!?")
lol, texting
remember when i said that saturday night was an experience? this is part of why. among the people who were at my house on saturday was a guy that i had never met before. apparently, halfway through the night he and one of my chica friends were texting each other (while sitting next to each other) and he said that he thought that he might have romantic type feelings for me (not in those words) so my friend told me this and then we all got to have a nice discussion on being just friends and appreciating each other's friendship. but i don't mention this just because, i mention it because immediately it made me start to think about the nature of love (i'm in a philosophy of love class...this is what we do, lol). i had known the kid for less than five hours. how can you decide you have romantic intentions in less than five hours? my conclusion was that he wasn't looking for a person to have feelings for, he was looking for qualities and characteristics.
that scares me. guys, just so you know, if a girl ever asks you why you love them (if she's anything like me at least) then the correct answer is "i don't know, but i love you and i always will" or some variation of that. because if you're loving someone for their personality or their character traits or their looks or any of those things, what happens when those things change? what happens when they fail you? aaaannnd...moving right along...
the fatal yellow curb
my fears are confirmed. there really is a set of secret driving rules that i never learned. i broke one. apparently it is illegal to park next to a street curb that is painted yellow...even if the curb is so crumbly that you can't tell it's yellow. yeah, i got my first parking ticket on monday. it was exciting.
humility
i have just learned (at least a little bit) to appreciate the humility that is inherently a part of living as a homeless person. when you brush your teeth in public bathrooms or sleep on couches in common areas or live out of your car some people will look down on you (i know...shocking!) and it takes a lot of pride swallowing to do any of the above mentioned activities...ever. it takes a realization that lots of things are more important than the way that you look or what other people thing about you or the "dignity" that you think you deserve. it also takes a lot of struggling to realize that not everyone will want to help you and that, when they don't, they haven't wronged you. they don't owe you anything at all; in fact, they're doing you a great favor simply by considering helping you with your life even if they decide that they don't want to.
and that's an updat on my life up to this point...i hope that you've found it interesting. :-)
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