Two months on the job... Have I mentioned I like my job? It's amazing to me. I grew up dreading the day I'd have to work since I'd always thought "work" was something bad. You weren't supposed to like your job. So I worried all through college about what I'd do -- no matter what, I wouldn't be completely happy. Of course, I'm not always happy at my job. But most of the time I enjoy myself. Two months and it hasn't gotten boring and the people I work with haven't gotten on my nerves (too much) or come to believe that I'm a complete idiot. It's completely possible that I'm lucky as all hell and mangaed to fall into a job in a lab that fits me perfectly, but I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that research is a good choice for me. Which means I will be applying to graduate school. Unless I decide to go to medical school again. Any opinions from grad students and/or med students? I don't know what to do with myself. I've even started making Californian friends. The funny thing is that they're just about all male. I've never been really good at having male friends. It was easier for me to have girlfriends in high school and avoid the whole sex issue, but I've just seemed to slip into having guy friends here. And they're fun. I've really been missing out all these years. posted by 7:37 PM Comment . . . Saturday, October 12, 2002 My Computer Hiatus Is that the correct usage of "hiatus"? I worry about using words like that. I'm always afraid that I'll use them wrong and come off like a huge jerk. I haven't been using computers as much as I have in the past. Obviously. I work all day and come home and really have no energy to sign on and post or even check my email. I've gone a week without checking since I started work. Amazing, right? Seeing as I checked my email obsessively in college. I guess I still would except that I've been told not to check my personal email at work. university spies or something I guess. And my UCLA email really isn't that interesting. "Pulmonary Grand Rounds" and "UCLA Media Report" don't make for enthralling subject lines. Speaking of UCLA, work is going well. I'm not as helpless as I was a month ago and they've started giving me things to do on my own. Like genotype the mice. And transform bacteria. I'm sure it sounds real exciting, but honestly I'm learning so many useful things. Working in this lab is definitely going to prove worthwhile. Even if it doesn't pay as well as I'd like. Granted, it pays pretty well, but with taxes and rent, it can get a little tight. Isn't it amazing what the government deems an acceptable amount to steal out of my paycheck every month? Just because I'm single with no dependents doesn't mean I don't deserve that large chunk of cash every month. It's just a little bit frustrating. I went on my first date since I've been in LA last Thursday. We went to a jazz concert and then took a walk around UCLA. It was really a great date and I had a lot of fun, but I have my doubts about this guy. He seems a little flaky and... young. He's my age, but he's still an undergrad and acts like one. I'm not sure how to go about meeting people here. I suppose I could go to bars, but my roommate never seems to want to go out to places like that. I guess I'll have to start reaching out to my other LA connections. I did meet a guy on the bus but I have a sneaking suspicion he's gay. Which is really just too bad. A cute law student from San Francisco. Bah. I'd better get myself out there soon though. I'm going stir crazy at home and in coffee shops. posted by 2:19 AM Comment . . . Monday, August 26, 2002 Long time no see... I know, I know. It's been way too long since I last posted. At first I had too little to say, and lately I've had too much. I'm moved in. I've got to get pictures to hang and find a table to put my computer on, but all the essentials are here. I've got a job. I start work tomorrow in a lab at UCLA. My mother visited this weekend and I feel homesick for the first time since I moved. My roommate also just dropped the news that she is thinking of leaving LA next year with her brother to go to grad school at Harvard. I'm going to skip right over that because I have so much I can say about it. And none of it good. I talked to my mom while she was out this weekend and I think she knows exactly what's going on with my newly discovered homesickness. I'm just still not settled. I haven't built up a group of friends yet and I haven't gotten into a routine so I'm not completely comfortable. For this year at least I have Sara, and my cousin Jess who just moved here, and possibly a girl from my high school. And there are people I've met through Sara and another friend who'll be going back east for school in a week. What I have to do is suck up my timidity and call these people. Do you know what I hate? When I'm making a tape and it runs out before my CD does... posted by 10:40 PM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 30, 2002 My First Experience in Downtown L.A. Last night Sara, me and a bunch of Sara's friends went to a bar called the Standard downtown. That's the first time I've been downtown since I moved (not surprising, since it's only been about four days). The buildings were your typical high rises but they seemed a little more interesting and maybe even whimsical compared to the skyscrapers in NYC. Maybe I romanticized them because I was so happy to be where I was. This bar is great. There's no cover during the week and no one forces you to buy drinks -- which is good since I'm unemployed and the bank is still clearing my out of state check. We all sat in this little circular water bed until two of our group decided to strip to their underwear and go swimming in the "clothing optional" pool. I suppose that's all I really have to say for you to get the picture, right? It was a lot of fun and I hope I can go back sometime soon. Maybe when I have enough money to buy a drink. :) The Status of the Move I'm settling into L.A. relatively well I think. I'm having a great time and I feel completely comfortable here. We've found an apartment and with any luck we'll move in this weekend. I'm still trying to find a job, but I have high hopes and confidence that I'll stumble upon one soon. And my car could be here the end of the week! Then I can start learning how to navigate this place. posted by 1:45 PM Comment . . . Friday, July 26, 2002 It was apparently not a good day to travel... A little bit of advice -- never leave your packing to the last minute. Especially when you're moving to California. I was finishing my packing about half an hour before I had to leave for the airport and it was so stressful. Don't do it. Then of course, when I get to the airport I have an overweight bag to pay for (and that was a hassle) and I was "randomly selected" for security checks. Which means they go through your bags (I had three bags big enough to fit people in, the security people were not happy) and they check you all the time. So I was wanded, patted down and told to take off my shoes about three times. And that was just in Newark. On top of all this, my flight to Phoenix was put off until about 5 hours later because one of the navigation controls was broken and the airline didn't have the part in stock. Luckily, I was put on another flight to Phoenix with a connection to Los Angeles that left two hours later. Unfortunately, when I finally arrived in L.A. at 11 pm West Coast time (but about 2 am my time) we discovered that my bags had not gotten on that other flight to Phoenix with me. So I spent a day and a half without any of my clothes. Thankfully, Sara's the same shirt size as I am so I borrowed one of hers for the day. Let me tell you, it's really very fun to call the baggage claim people to ask where your bags are and when they're going to get to you and the people tell you that they have no idea where your bags are. I was very very frustrated. And then Sara thought she broke her foot. So we spent a couple hours last night in an emergency room. That's when I found out that they had my bags and were dropping them off that night. So now I have clothes! It's such a relief. If I've been completely incoherent, I apologize. I'm a little overwhelmed because of my Move. But I love California so far! posted by 3:11 PM Comment . . . Wednesday, July 24, 2002 Waking up suddenly, thinking you've overslept and will not be able to pack or that you've missed your plane (although I doubt I could really sleep that late) is not pleasant. And that nervous, tumbling stomach feeling isn't really conducive to breakfast. But I toughed it out and ate breakfast anyway. Geez. I can't believe I'm so nervous about moving! But I talked to Sara last night and she's really excited and I'm really excited and we're going to have a great time. I just have to get there and get settled. I'm always nervous when I know I'm not going to be settled for a while in an unfamiliar place. That's also the part I'm so excited about though. If you told me four years ago that I'd be picking up and moving across the country with no apartment or job already lined up, I'd have told you to check yourself into the looney bin. Isn't it amazing how much a person can change in four years? Anyway, enough rambling aimlessly, I've got to get to the bank and CVS. And finish packing. Yeah, that too. posted by 8:31 AM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 23, 2002 About "Greensleeves" Has anyone wondered why my site is "greensleeves" at blogspot? You curious people you! "Greensleeves" was one of my signature carillon pieces in college. No one else played it, even though in my opinion it was one of the more beautiful pieces we had. Ever heard it? Here, listen. It makes me a little nervous that someone has devoted an entire website to "Greensleeves" but hey. It takes all kinds. By the way, while we're talking about carillon music, if you've used my link to the Guild of Carillonneurs in North America (GCNA) take a look at the first picture on the right. That's my college's carillon. I miss playing the carillon so much. There aren't any in Los Angeles, which is very sad. I had just gotten completely comfortable playing concerts and discovered how wonderful it is to arrange music for the carillon (I arranged "Danny Boy" for my senior advancement recital) and then I graduated. I'll miss it so much! Well, it's time for me to finish off my packing. Wish me luck! posted by 10:43 PM Comment . . . Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
My Computer Hiatus Is that the correct usage of "hiatus"? I worry about using words like that. I'm always afraid that I'll use them wrong and come off like a huge jerk. I haven't been using computers as much as I have in the past. Obviously. I work all day and come home and really have no energy to sign on and post or even check my email. I've gone a week without checking since I started work. Amazing, right? Seeing as I checked my email obsessively in college. I guess I still would except that I've been told not to check my personal email at work. university spies or something I guess. And my UCLA email really isn't that interesting. "Pulmonary Grand Rounds" and "UCLA Media Report" don't make for enthralling subject lines. Speaking of UCLA, work is going well. I'm not as helpless as I was a month ago and they've started giving me things to do on my own. Like genotype the mice. And transform bacteria. I'm sure it sounds real exciting, but honestly I'm learning so many useful things. Working in this lab is definitely going to prove worthwhile. Even if it doesn't pay as well as I'd like. Granted, it pays pretty well, but with taxes and rent, it can get a little tight. Isn't it amazing what the government deems an acceptable amount to steal out of my paycheck every month? Just because I'm single with no dependents doesn't mean I don't deserve that large chunk of cash every month. It's just a little bit frustrating. I went on my first date since I've been in LA last Thursday. We went to a jazz concert and then took a walk around UCLA. It was really a great date and I had a lot of fun, but I have my doubts about this guy. He seems a little flaky and... young. He's my age, but he's still an undergrad and acts like one. I'm not sure how to go about meeting people here. I suppose I could go to bars, but my roommate never seems to want to go out to places like that. I guess I'll have to start reaching out to my other LA connections. I did meet a guy on the bus but I have a sneaking suspicion he's gay. Which is really just too bad. A cute law student from San Francisco. Bah. I'd better get myself out there soon though. I'm going stir crazy at home and in coffee shops. posted by 2:19 AM Comment . . . Monday, August 26, 2002 Long time no see... I know, I know. It's been way too long since I last posted. At first I had too little to say, and lately I've had too much. I'm moved in. I've got to get pictures to hang and find a table to put my computer on, but all the essentials are here. I've got a job. I start work tomorrow in a lab at UCLA. My mother visited this weekend and I feel homesick for the first time since I moved. My roommate also just dropped the news that she is thinking of leaving LA next year with her brother to go to grad school at Harvard. I'm going to skip right over that because I have so much I can say about it. And none of it good. I talked to my mom while she was out this weekend and I think she knows exactly what's going on with my newly discovered homesickness. I'm just still not settled. I haven't built up a group of friends yet and I haven't gotten into a routine so I'm not completely comfortable. For this year at least I have Sara, and my cousin Jess who just moved here, and possibly a girl from my high school. And there are people I've met through Sara and another friend who'll be going back east for school in a week. What I have to do is suck up my timidity and call these people. Do you know what I hate? When I'm making a tape and it runs out before my CD does... posted by 10:40 PM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 30, 2002 My First Experience in Downtown L.A. Last night Sara, me and a bunch of Sara's friends went to a bar called the Standard downtown. That's the first time I've been downtown since I moved (not surprising, since it's only been about four days). The buildings were your typical high rises but they seemed a little more interesting and maybe even whimsical compared to the skyscrapers in NYC. Maybe I romanticized them because I was so happy to be where I was. This bar is great. There's no cover during the week and no one forces you to buy drinks -- which is good since I'm unemployed and the bank is still clearing my out of state check. We all sat in this little circular water bed until two of our group decided to strip to their underwear and go swimming in the "clothing optional" pool. I suppose that's all I really have to say for you to get the picture, right? It was a lot of fun and I hope I can go back sometime soon. Maybe when I have enough money to buy a drink. :) The Status of the Move I'm settling into L.A. relatively well I think. I'm having a great time and I feel completely comfortable here. We've found an apartment and with any luck we'll move in this weekend. I'm still trying to find a job, but I have high hopes and confidence that I'll stumble upon one soon. And my car could be here the end of the week! Then I can start learning how to navigate this place. posted by 1:45 PM Comment . . . Friday, July 26, 2002 It was apparently not a good day to travel... A little bit of advice -- never leave your packing to the last minute. Especially when you're moving to California. I was finishing my packing about half an hour before I had to leave for the airport and it was so stressful. Don't do it. Then of course, when I get to the airport I have an overweight bag to pay for (and that was a hassle) and I was "randomly selected" for security checks. Which means they go through your bags (I had three bags big enough to fit people in, the security people were not happy) and they check you all the time. So I was wanded, patted down and told to take off my shoes about three times. And that was just in Newark. On top of all this, my flight to Phoenix was put off until about 5 hours later because one of the navigation controls was broken and the airline didn't have the part in stock. Luckily, I was put on another flight to Phoenix with a connection to Los Angeles that left two hours later. Unfortunately, when I finally arrived in L.A. at 11 pm West Coast time (but about 2 am my time) we discovered that my bags had not gotten on that other flight to Phoenix with me. So I spent a day and a half without any of my clothes. Thankfully, Sara's the same shirt size as I am so I borrowed one of hers for the day. Let me tell you, it's really very fun to call the baggage claim people to ask where your bags are and when they're going to get to you and the people tell you that they have no idea where your bags are. I was very very frustrated. And then Sara thought she broke her foot. So we spent a couple hours last night in an emergency room. That's when I found out that they had my bags and were dropping them off that night. So now I have clothes! It's such a relief. If I've been completely incoherent, I apologize. I'm a little overwhelmed because of my Move. But I love California so far! posted by 3:11 PM Comment . . . Wednesday, July 24, 2002 Waking up suddenly, thinking you've overslept and will not be able to pack or that you've missed your plane (although I doubt I could really sleep that late) is not pleasant. And that nervous, tumbling stomach feeling isn't really conducive to breakfast. But I toughed it out and ate breakfast anyway. Geez. I can't believe I'm so nervous about moving! But I talked to Sara last night and she's really excited and I'm really excited and we're going to have a great time. I just have to get there and get settled. I'm always nervous when I know I'm not going to be settled for a while in an unfamiliar place. That's also the part I'm so excited about though. If you told me four years ago that I'd be picking up and moving across the country with no apartment or job already lined up, I'd have told you to check yourself into the looney bin. Isn't it amazing how much a person can change in four years? Anyway, enough rambling aimlessly, I've got to get to the bank and CVS. And finish packing. Yeah, that too. posted by 8:31 AM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 23, 2002 About "Greensleeves" Has anyone wondered why my site is "greensleeves" at blogspot? You curious people you! "Greensleeves" was one of my signature carillon pieces in college. No one else played it, even though in my opinion it was one of the more beautiful pieces we had. Ever heard it? Here, listen. It makes me a little nervous that someone has devoted an entire website to "Greensleeves" but hey. It takes all kinds. By the way, while we're talking about carillon music, if you've used my link to the Guild of Carillonneurs in North America (GCNA) take a look at the first picture on the right. That's my college's carillon. I miss playing the carillon so much. There aren't any in Los Angeles, which is very sad. I had just gotten completely comfortable playing concerts and discovered how wonderful it is to arrange music for the carillon (I arranged "Danny Boy" for my senior advancement recital) and then I graduated. I'll miss it so much! Well, it's time for me to finish off my packing. Wish me luck! posted by 10:43 PM Comment . . . Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
Long time no see... I know, I know. It's been way too long since I last posted. At first I had too little to say, and lately I've had too much. I'm moved in. I've got to get pictures to hang and find a table to put my computer on, but all the essentials are here. I've got a job. I start work tomorrow in a lab at UCLA. My mother visited this weekend and I feel homesick for the first time since I moved. My roommate also just dropped the news that she is thinking of leaving LA next year with her brother to go to grad school at Harvard. I'm going to skip right over that because I have so much I can say about it. And none of it good. I talked to my mom while she was out this weekend and I think she knows exactly what's going on with my newly discovered homesickness. I'm just still not settled. I haven't built up a group of friends yet and I haven't gotten into a routine so I'm not completely comfortable. For this year at least I have Sara, and my cousin Jess who just moved here, and possibly a girl from my high school. And there are people I've met through Sara and another friend who'll be going back east for school in a week. What I have to do is suck up my timidity and call these people. Do you know what I hate? When I'm making a tape and it runs out before my CD does... posted by 10:40 PM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 30, 2002 My First Experience in Downtown L.A. Last night Sara, me and a bunch of Sara's friends went to a bar called the Standard downtown. That's the first time I've been downtown since I moved (not surprising, since it's only been about four days). The buildings were your typical high rises but they seemed a little more interesting and maybe even whimsical compared to the skyscrapers in NYC. Maybe I romanticized them because I was so happy to be where I was. This bar is great. There's no cover during the week and no one forces you to buy drinks -- which is good since I'm unemployed and the bank is still clearing my out of state check. We all sat in this little circular water bed until two of our group decided to strip to their underwear and go swimming in the "clothing optional" pool. I suppose that's all I really have to say for you to get the picture, right? It was a lot of fun and I hope I can go back sometime soon. Maybe when I have enough money to buy a drink. :) The Status of the Move I'm settling into L.A. relatively well I think. I'm having a great time and I feel completely comfortable here. We've found an apartment and with any luck we'll move in this weekend. I'm still trying to find a job, but I have high hopes and confidence that I'll stumble upon one soon. And my car could be here the end of the week! Then I can start learning how to navigate this place. posted by 1:45 PM Comment . . . Friday, July 26, 2002 It was apparently not a good day to travel... A little bit of advice -- never leave your packing to the last minute. Especially when you're moving to California. I was finishing my packing about half an hour before I had to leave for the airport and it was so stressful. Don't do it. Then of course, when I get to the airport I have an overweight bag to pay for (and that was a hassle) and I was "randomly selected" for security checks. Which means they go through your bags (I had three bags big enough to fit people in, the security people were not happy) and they check you all the time. So I was wanded, patted down and told to take off my shoes about three times. And that was just in Newark. On top of all this, my flight to Phoenix was put off until about 5 hours later because one of the navigation controls was broken and the airline didn't have the part in stock. Luckily, I was put on another flight to Phoenix with a connection to Los Angeles that left two hours later. Unfortunately, when I finally arrived in L.A. at 11 pm West Coast time (but about 2 am my time) we discovered that my bags had not gotten on that other flight to Phoenix with me. So I spent a day and a half without any of my clothes. Thankfully, Sara's the same shirt size as I am so I borrowed one of hers for the day. Let me tell you, it's really very fun to call the baggage claim people to ask where your bags are and when they're going to get to you and the people tell you that they have no idea where your bags are. I was very very frustrated. And then Sara thought she broke her foot. So we spent a couple hours last night in an emergency room. That's when I found out that they had my bags and were dropping them off that night. So now I have clothes! It's such a relief. If I've been completely incoherent, I apologize. I'm a little overwhelmed because of my Move. But I love California so far! posted by 3:11 PM Comment . . . Wednesday, July 24, 2002 Waking up suddenly, thinking you've overslept and will not be able to pack or that you've missed your plane (although I doubt I could really sleep that late) is not pleasant. And that nervous, tumbling stomach feeling isn't really conducive to breakfast. But I toughed it out and ate breakfast anyway. Geez. I can't believe I'm so nervous about moving! But I talked to Sara last night and she's really excited and I'm really excited and we're going to have a great time. I just have to get there and get settled. I'm always nervous when I know I'm not going to be settled for a while in an unfamiliar place. That's also the part I'm so excited about though. If you told me four years ago that I'd be picking up and moving across the country with no apartment or job already lined up, I'd have told you to check yourself into the looney bin. Isn't it amazing how much a person can change in four years? Anyway, enough rambling aimlessly, I've got to get to the bank and CVS. And finish packing. Yeah, that too. posted by 8:31 AM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 23, 2002 About "Greensleeves" Has anyone wondered why my site is "greensleeves" at blogspot? You curious people you! "Greensleeves" was one of my signature carillon pieces in college. No one else played it, even though in my opinion it was one of the more beautiful pieces we had. Ever heard it? Here, listen. It makes me a little nervous that someone has devoted an entire website to "Greensleeves" but hey. It takes all kinds. By the way, while we're talking about carillon music, if you've used my link to the Guild of Carillonneurs in North America (GCNA) take a look at the first picture on the right. That's my college's carillon. I miss playing the carillon so much. There aren't any in Los Angeles, which is very sad. I had just gotten completely comfortable playing concerts and discovered how wonderful it is to arrange music for the carillon (I arranged "Danny Boy" for my senior advancement recital) and then I graduated. I'll miss it so much! Well, it's time for me to finish off my packing. Wish me luck! posted by 10:43 PM Comment . . . Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
My First Experience in Downtown L.A. Last night Sara, me and a bunch of Sara's friends went to a bar called the Standard downtown. That's the first time I've been downtown since I moved (not surprising, since it's only been about four days). The buildings were your typical high rises but they seemed a little more interesting and maybe even whimsical compared to the skyscrapers in NYC. Maybe I romanticized them because I was so happy to be where I was. This bar is great. There's no cover during the week and no one forces you to buy drinks -- which is good since I'm unemployed and the bank is still clearing my out of state check. We all sat in this little circular water bed until two of our group decided to strip to their underwear and go swimming in the "clothing optional" pool. I suppose that's all I really have to say for you to get the picture, right? It was a lot of fun and I hope I can go back sometime soon. Maybe when I have enough money to buy a drink. :) The Status of the Move I'm settling into L.A. relatively well I think. I'm having a great time and I feel completely comfortable here. We've found an apartment and with any luck we'll move in this weekend. I'm still trying to find a job, but I have high hopes and confidence that I'll stumble upon one soon. And my car could be here the end of the week! Then I can start learning how to navigate this place. posted by 1:45 PM Comment . . . Friday, July 26, 2002 It was apparently not a good day to travel... A little bit of advice -- never leave your packing to the last minute. Especially when you're moving to California. I was finishing my packing about half an hour before I had to leave for the airport and it was so stressful. Don't do it. Then of course, when I get to the airport I have an overweight bag to pay for (and that was a hassle) and I was "randomly selected" for security checks. Which means they go through your bags (I had three bags big enough to fit people in, the security people were not happy) and they check you all the time. So I was wanded, patted down and told to take off my shoes about three times. And that was just in Newark. On top of all this, my flight to Phoenix was put off until about 5 hours later because one of the navigation controls was broken and the airline didn't have the part in stock. Luckily, I was put on another flight to Phoenix with a connection to Los Angeles that left two hours later. Unfortunately, when I finally arrived in L.A. at 11 pm West Coast time (but about 2 am my time) we discovered that my bags had not gotten on that other flight to Phoenix with me. So I spent a day and a half without any of my clothes. Thankfully, Sara's the same shirt size as I am so I borrowed one of hers for the day. Let me tell you, it's really very fun to call the baggage claim people to ask where your bags are and when they're going to get to you and the people tell you that they have no idea where your bags are. I was very very frustrated. And then Sara thought she broke her foot. So we spent a couple hours last night in an emergency room. That's when I found out that they had my bags and were dropping them off that night. So now I have clothes! It's such a relief. If I've been completely incoherent, I apologize. I'm a little overwhelmed because of my Move. But I love California so far! posted by 3:11 PM Comment . . . Wednesday, July 24, 2002 Waking up suddenly, thinking you've overslept and will not be able to pack or that you've missed your plane (although I doubt I could really sleep that late) is not pleasant. And that nervous, tumbling stomach feeling isn't really conducive to breakfast. But I toughed it out and ate breakfast anyway. Geez. I can't believe I'm so nervous about moving! But I talked to Sara last night and she's really excited and I'm really excited and we're going to have a great time. I just have to get there and get settled. I'm always nervous when I know I'm not going to be settled for a while in an unfamiliar place. That's also the part I'm so excited about though. If you told me four years ago that I'd be picking up and moving across the country with no apartment or job already lined up, I'd have told you to check yourself into the looney bin. Isn't it amazing how much a person can change in four years? Anyway, enough rambling aimlessly, I've got to get to the bank and CVS. And finish packing. Yeah, that too. posted by 8:31 AM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 23, 2002 About "Greensleeves" Has anyone wondered why my site is "greensleeves" at blogspot? You curious people you! "Greensleeves" was one of my signature carillon pieces in college. No one else played it, even though in my opinion it was one of the more beautiful pieces we had. Ever heard it? Here, listen. It makes me a little nervous that someone has devoted an entire website to "Greensleeves" but hey. It takes all kinds. By the way, while we're talking about carillon music, if you've used my link to the Guild of Carillonneurs in North America (GCNA) take a look at the first picture on the right. That's my college's carillon. I miss playing the carillon so much. There aren't any in Los Angeles, which is very sad. I had just gotten completely comfortable playing concerts and discovered how wonderful it is to arrange music for the carillon (I arranged "Danny Boy" for my senior advancement recital) and then I graduated. I'll miss it so much! Well, it's time for me to finish off my packing. Wish me luck! posted by 10:43 PM Comment . . . Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
It was apparently not a good day to travel... A little bit of advice -- never leave your packing to the last minute. Especially when you're moving to California. I was finishing my packing about half an hour before I had to leave for the airport and it was so stressful. Don't do it. Then of course, when I get to the airport I have an overweight bag to pay for (and that was a hassle) and I was "randomly selected" for security checks. Which means they go through your bags (I had three bags big enough to fit people in, the security people were not happy) and they check you all the time. So I was wanded, patted down and told to take off my shoes about three times. And that was just in Newark. On top of all this, my flight to Phoenix was put off until about 5 hours later because one of the navigation controls was broken and the airline didn't have the part in stock. Luckily, I was put on another flight to Phoenix with a connection to Los Angeles that left two hours later. Unfortunately, when I finally arrived in L.A. at 11 pm West Coast time (but about 2 am my time) we discovered that my bags had not gotten on that other flight to Phoenix with me. So I spent a day and a half without any of my clothes. Thankfully, Sara's the same shirt size as I am so I borrowed one of hers for the day. Let me tell you, it's really very fun to call the baggage claim people to ask where your bags are and when they're going to get to you and the people tell you that they have no idea where your bags are. I was very very frustrated. And then Sara thought she broke her foot. So we spent a couple hours last night in an emergency room. That's when I found out that they had my bags and were dropping them off that night. So now I have clothes! It's such a relief. If I've been completely incoherent, I apologize. I'm a little overwhelmed because of my Move. But I love California so far! posted by 3:11 PM Comment . . . Wednesday, July 24, 2002 Waking up suddenly, thinking you've overslept and will not be able to pack or that you've missed your plane (although I doubt I could really sleep that late) is not pleasant. And that nervous, tumbling stomach feeling isn't really conducive to breakfast. But I toughed it out and ate breakfast anyway. Geez. I can't believe I'm so nervous about moving! But I talked to Sara last night and she's really excited and I'm really excited and we're going to have a great time. I just have to get there and get settled. I'm always nervous when I know I'm not going to be settled for a while in an unfamiliar place. That's also the part I'm so excited about though. If you told me four years ago that I'd be picking up and moving across the country with no apartment or job already lined up, I'd have told you to check yourself into the looney bin. Isn't it amazing how much a person can change in four years? Anyway, enough rambling aimlessly, I've got to get to the bank and CVS. And finish packing. Yeah, that too. posted by 8:31 AM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 23, 2002 About "Greensleeves" Has anyone wondered why my site is "greensleeves" at blogspot? You curious people you! "Greensleeves" was one of my signature carillon pieces in college. No one else played it, even though in my opinion it was one of the more beautiful pieces we had. Ever heard it? Here, listen. It makes me a little nervous that someone has devoted an entire website to "Greensleeves" but hey. It takes all kinds. By the way, while we're talking about carillon music, if you've used my link to the Guild of Carillonneurs in North America (GCNA) take a look at the first picture on the right. That's my college's carillon. I miss playing the carillon so much. There aren't any in Los Angeles, which is very sad. I had just gotten completely comfortable playing concerts and discovered how wonderful it is to arrange music for the carillon (I arranged "Danny Boy" for my senior advancement recital) and then I graduated. I'll miss it so much! Well, it's time for me to finish off my packing. Wish me luck! posted by 10:43 PM Comment . . . Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
Waking up suddenly, thinking you've overslept and will not be able to pack or that you've missed your plane (although I doubt I could really sleep that late) is not pleasant. And that nervous, tumbling stomach feeling isn't really conducive to breakfast. But I toughed it out and ate breakfast anyway. Geez. I can't believe I'm so nervous about moving! But I talked to Sara last night and she's really excited and I'm really excited and we're going to have a great time. I just have to get there and get settled. I'm always nervous when I know I'm not going to be settled for a while in an unfamiliar place. That's also the part I'm so excited about though. If you told me four years ago that I'd be picking up and moving across the country with no apartment or job already lined up, I'd have told you to check yourself into the looney bin. Isn't it amazing how much a person can change in four years? Anyway, enough rambling aimlessly, I've got to get to the bank and CVS. And finish packing. Yeah, that too. posted by 8:31 AM Comment . . . Tuesday, July 23, 2002 About "Greensleeves" Has anyone wondered why my site is "greensleeves" at blogspot? You curious people you! "Greensleeves" was one of my signature carillon pieces in college. No one else played it, even though in my opinion it was one of the more beautiful pieces we had. Ever heard it? Here, listen. It makes me a little nervous that someone has devoted an entire website to "Greensleeves" but hey. It takes all kinds. By the way, while we're talking about carillon music, if you've used my link to the Guild of Carillonneurs in North America (GCNA) take a look at the first picture on the right. That's my college's carillon. I miss playing the carillon so much. There aren't any in Los Angeles, which is very sad. I had just gotten completely comfortable playing concerts and discovered how wonderful it is to arrange music for the carillon (I arranged "Danny Boy" for my senior advancement recital) and then I graduated. I'll miss it so much! Well, it's time for me to finish off my packing. Wish me luck! posted by 10:43 PM Comment . . . Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
About "Greensleeves" Has anyone wondered why my site is "greensleeves" at blogspot? You curious people you! "Greensleeves" was one of my signature carillon pieces in college. No one else played it, even though in my opinion it was one of the more beautiful pieces we had. Ever heard it? Here, listen. It makes me a little nervous that someone has devoted an entire website to "Greensleeves" but hey. It takes all kinds. By the way, while we're talking about carillon music, if you've used my link to the Guild of Carillonneurs in North America (GCNA) take a look at the first picture on the right. That's my college's carillon. I miss playing the carillon so much. There aren't any in Los Angeles, which is very sad. I had just gotten completely comfortable playing concerts and discovered how wonderful it is to arrange music for the carillon (I arranged "Danny Boy" for my senior advancement recital) and then I graduated. I'll miss it so much! Well, it's time for me to finish off my packing. Wish me luck! posted by 10:43 PM Comment . . . Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
Not so much panic and more excitement Well, I got an enormous bag packed yesterday (and then nearly died of heat exhaustion) and I have most of the stuff I need to pack laid out. As soon as I post this I'm going to try to pack up the stuff I want shipped, like books and movies and photo albums and things like that. Hopefully I can leave those here and when Sara and I find an apartment, someone can ship them over. I figure there's really no point in having all those books and things with no place to really put them, right? Hmm. I don't think I have anything else to say. Except that I'm so excited about moving. I'm pretty sure I'll be homesick after maybe a week in Los Angeles, but that always happens when I go to a new place and all my favorite, familiar places are no where to be seen. Like Panera, and my Barnes and Noble/Starbucks, the Y and my friends. I talked to my best friend from high school last night on AIM. We separated eight years ago when she went to Virginia for college and I went to Boston. And really, we haven't seen much of each other since. It's kind of sad. My plans for next year originally involved either Maryland or Atlanta and she was so excited that we could be so much closer. Too bad I screwed that up by moving much much further away! Oh well. This is why my cell phone plan has free long distance. It's so hard to keep in touch with people when you're all scattered around the country. posted by 12:28 PM Comment . . .
