model_consumer (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} model_consumer) wrote,@ 2005-05-22 11:38:00 |
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the usual stuff
I need to get off my butt and get to work taking out the trash, dumping it somewhere (we are behind on our curbside service bills), getting some gas in our little red gas can, mowing the lawn, and a few other chores. I'm taking a pause before doing that to type up a little entry. I thought it would be nice if I did so, especially since it's been about a month since my last one.
I've been spending as much freetime as possible studying and practicing for the 2/3 of the GA court interpreter oral exam that I will be re-taking on June 2. I MUST pass! I should pass, I mean, the other time, I was four points shy on one and a mere one point short on the other section. Anyway, it's something that has always been a very strong personal and professional goal for me ever since I first attended the GA AOC Commission on Interpreters orientation conference. The pressure is on because of the high cost of the registration fees, though. So send me any good thoughts, positive vibes, prayers, whatever works best for you.
I have neglected to mention thus far confirmation of previously mentioned anticipated good news. Shortly after my last post I did indeed receive my official acceptance letter to UGA. So I will be an official grad student starting in August. What's more, I have been offered, and have accepted a Teaching Assistantship. This is both a blessing and a curse, but I think more of the former than the latter. The tuition and fees that I'll have to pay is about one fourth of what I would otherwise if I weren't a TA, which is the main reason to do it. Of course, even if Holly is working by then, I will still need to work my current job, but only part time, and obviously, different hours. My boss has assured me that is not only possible but kosher, so all is good. Between my classes, the class I'll be teaching, and working part-time, I will not have any freetime methinks. This is OK though. I have accepted this fact.
I was worried for a while that Brendan maybe wasn't going to make it down here after all, because I hadn't heard from him in a while, but I talked to him on the phone and the gig is still on. I don't think I'd mentioned it before, but my homey Brendan, currently residing in Chicago, is planning on visiting us to coincide with AthFest. (Probably Pylon's headlining Friday's outdoor stage helped no small bit with convincing him to do that I suspect!) Anyway, so that will be really fun.
Also, this Wednesday (May 25th) marks the third anniversary of the marriage between Holly and me. If you don't have our address to send us gifts, just email me and I'll tell ya.
Also, my birthday is coming up on the horizon: June 11th. Feel free to browse my Amazon.com wishlist if you are so inclined.
(You know, I am not seriously trying to beg gifts from the very few people who read this, although they would certainly be appreciated. Lord knows I haven't given anyone outside my family a gift in a LONG time. No, it was just a cheeky attempt at humor.)
Story of the dixie horn: I have realized, that twice since moving to Georgia, I have heard a car horn that plays "Dixie" (you know, like the General Lee does on Dukes of Hazard). I can hardly think of fodder more blogworthy than this. The first time was in the fall of 2001 here in Athens, when I was working part time in the evenings evaluating high-schoolers' state writing exams. I was outside the building and I just heard a car honk, and it played Dixie like the General Lee. I couldn't believe it. The second time was after Holly's mom's recent wedding in Rome, GA. We were hanging out outside the house where they had the wedding, eating appetizers and drinking. The same thing, some car drove by honked, and it played Dixie. I believe Lindsey's boyfriend Todd was with me to witness this. I turned to him and said, "Did you hear that?" "Yep," he replied. I wanna get one of those for my car.
Alright, time for me to get up, pour my last cup of coffee, and get to work.
I need to get off my butt and get to work taking out the trash, dumping it somewhere (we are behind on our curbside service bills), getting some gas in our little red gas can, mowing the lawn, and a few other chores. I'm taking a pause before doing that to type up a little entry. I thought it would be nice if I did so, especially since it's been about a month since my last one.
I've been spending as much freetime as possible studying and practicing for the 2/3 of the GA court interpreter oral exam that I will be re-taking on June 2. I MUST pass! I should pass, I mean, the other time, I was four points shy on one and a mere one point short on the other section. Anyway, it's something that has always been a very strong personal and professional goal for me ever since I first attended the GA AOC Commission on Interpreters orientation conference. The pressure is on because of the high cost of the registration fees, though. So send me any good thoughts, positive vibes, prayers, whatever works best for you.
I have neglected to mention thus far confirmation of previously mentioned anticipated good news. Shortly after my last post I did indeed receive my official acceptance letter to UGA. So I will be an official grad student starting in August. What's more, I have been offered, and have accepted a Teaching Assistantship. This is both a blessing and a curse, but I think more of the former than the latter. The tuition and fees that I'll have to pay is about one fourth of what I would otherwise if I weren't a TA, which is the main reason to do it. Of course, even if Holly is working by then, I will still need to work my current job, but only part time, and obviously, different hours. My boss has assured me that is not only possible but kosher, so all is good. Between my classes, the class I'll be teaching, and working part-time, I will not have any freetime methinks. This is OK though. I have accepted this fact.
I was worried for a while that Brendan maybe wasn't going to make it down here after all, because I hadn't heard from him in a while, but I talked to him on the phone and the gig is still on. I don't think I'd mentioned it before, but my homey Brendan, currently residing in Chicago, is planning on visiting us to coincide with AthFest. (Probably Pylon's headlining Friday's outdoor stage helped no small bit with convincing him to do that I suspect!) Anyway, so that will be really fun.
Also, this Wednesday (May 25th) marks the third anniversary of the marriage between Holly and me. If you don't have our address to send us gifts, just email me and I'll tell ya.
Also, my birthday is coming up on the horizon: June 11th. Feel free to browse my Amazon.com wishlist if you are so inclined.
(You know, I am not seriously trying to beg gifts from the very few people who read this, although they would certainly be appreciated. Lord knows I haven't given anyone outside my family a gift in a LONG time. No, it was just a cheeky attempt at humor.)
Story of the dixie horn: I have realized, that twice since moving to Georgia, I have heard a car horn that plays "Dixie" (you know, like the General Lee does on Dukes of Hazard). I can hardly think of fodder more blogworthy than this. The first time was in the fall of 2001 here in Athens, when I was working part time in the evenings evaluating high-schoolers' state writing exams. I was outside the building and I just heard a car honk, and it played Dixie like the General Lee. I couldn't believe it. The second time was after Holly's mom's recent wedding in Rome, GA. We were hanging out outside the house where they had the wedding, eating appetizers and drinking. The same thing, some car drove by honked, and it played Dixie. I believe Lindsey's boyfriend Todd was with me to witness this. I turned to him and said, "Did you hear that?" "Yep," he replied. I wanna get one of those for my car.
Alright, time for me to get up, pour my last cup of coffee, and get to work.
