Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Halp Wanted




And the job search begins.

Here are my current options:
Starblocks
Bruegger's
McDonald's

Friday, April 18, 2008

A bit about lately.

It's been a while since I've sat down and written in this thing. There's not too much to say, really, except that last week I clocked in at only 30 hours. That's down a good 15 from the weekly average of March! It's very exciting.

The weather is lovely. Tomorrow will be quite warm. I'm walking to Cameron Village in the morning to cash my check, since I believe I've got two cents in my bank account. I'm not joking -- I think it's two cents. Hopefully it will also be lovely tomorrow and not windy, and I can go to Starblocks and get some coffee.

Mostly I'm just very excited for this summer. I've got a job, although I don't know the specifics yet. I've got some classes, which will suck. I've got a place to live, which is cute and looks like:



I've got a massive cat to keep in said apartment.



I've got some time to sit down and think about the section. The sister is graduating and giving the poet laureate speech; then she's off to debutanteland!

This summer will be so very wonderful.

Countdown
  • Days to go: 15
  • Classes: 14
  • Exams: Three
  • Term papers: Two
  • Presentations: One
  • Issues: Six

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Job Experience: Technician, Outer Space Beat Reporter

I get to interview an astronaut soon.

Just... let it sit for a second.

An astronaut.

If you had told me last year I would ever be given the chance to interview an astronaut, I would have laughed in your face and resumed my nap. Hey remember when I took naps? Remember when I lived in Avent Ferry? If taking naps positively correlated to living in Avent Ferry, to hell with naps.

Anyway. Astronaut. What am I going to ask an astronaut?

I can see it now:

Actual script of Alison Harman's April 12 interview with Rick Linnehan, NASA. Asterisks indicate moments in which Harman paused awkwardly for extensive amount of time. The amount of asterisks correlates with exactly how extensively awkward the pause was.

Harman: So what was it like? Going up in space? I mean, oh my god. SPACE. Tell me. What. It was. Like.

Linnehan: [pauses] Well, it was breathtaking and, at the same time, scary as hell. You never realize how --

Harman: YEAH. I read something about that, about how the space men, you know, feel all this stuff but really it's just the nerves and then they get up into space and it's just like ** wow.

Linnehan: ... Yeah.

Harman: Oh yes. ************** Well, what was it like then? Did anything really bad happen?

Linnehan: I can't really talk about that. You know, top-secret NASA stuff.

Harman: Oh my god
, I forgot you worked for NASA. What? How could I forget that!! I've always wanted to work for NASA. If you read my blog, you'd know that. But of course you don't, you're too bust flying up into space! Also, I'm not good at math at all so I'd be a real awful astronaut. Are you good at math? I'm not. Also, I want to work writing about NASA. For NASA, writing about NASA. So basically what I'm doing now, but all about NASA, and also I'd get paid more. Do you think I'd be good at that????


It would be a really wonderful interview.