I am aware that it has been said before that the organizational skills of the architect were significantly impaired. Today an adventure confirmed this accusation. Who in their right mind would make the 3rd floor of a building near unaccessible? It's almost a test of patience and endurance. "You may enter the realm of English and Writing, under the condition you are able to find the single elevator, or the two corner staircases that reach us."
Thankfully, the department I have declared to through myself into is on the first floor. Humanities. Much kinder. "Just turn left, but don't blink or you'll miss it" rather than an MIA threat. Yes, I will have to venture to the elusive 3rd floor, but that is only a minor component. So, to add on to the "uses of a library," there is a new use for LNCO. A puzzle. Only for smart people. In other words, good luck. May the force of direction be with you.
04 April 2008
03 April 2008
"I've been shot!"
10 purple dots. One on each major trigger point, located on and surrounding my shoulder blades. Next comes the injection of numbing agent, much the same as Novocaine that you get in the Dentist chair. Three were particularly painful. They were located directly on top of my shoulders. Remembering the effects of a similar procedure from the week before, I expected for the points of injection to be rather sore for a few hours.
But they weren't.
A few hours later, as I was working on homework, I reached up to massage the place of the particularly painful, and...it was soft. Instead of the rock hard, tense and irritating muscle that it has been for years, it was soft. Tears threatened to leak at that moment.
This morning they are beginning to stiffen again, but not nearly as much as in the past.
The first round of treatment was 9 shots, all on my left side. There was very little change that day. But, over the next few days, it was my right side that complained sharply.
Slowly, strangely, it's working. It's WORKING!
(gold star if you can tell me what movie the title is from)
But they weren't.
A few hours later, as I was working on homework, I reached up to massage the place of the particularly painful, and...it was soft. Instead of the rock hard, tense and irritating muscle that it has been for years, it was soft. Tears threatened to leak at that moment.
This morning they are beginning to stiffen again, but not nearly as much as in the past.
The first round of treatment was 9 shots, all on my left side. There was very little change that day. But, over the next few days, it was my right side that complained sharply.
Slowly, strangely, it's working. It's WORKING!
(gold star if you can tell me what movie the title is from)
24 March 2008
Nerdy!
We are not normal. We being me and those whom I associate with, specifically this evening. This particular photo was taken at another time. On this occasion the three of us, Michael, Eliza and I were sitting on a love seat at Eliza's house, each with our own laptops propped open on our laps. 
Tonight, also at the Clawson residence, there were four laptops on people's laps, this time adding Laverna to the mix. As usual, my chat window was up. Last night incurred some difficulties with a video chat with dear Meo, so once again I tried to connect and see if time had solved the problem. After some patient grumbling, it appeared. We happened to be sitting next to each other, and could hear what one said come from the other computer (with a slight delay of course.) Eliza was looking on rather disgusted, and who could blame her. I sent her a "hello" via chat, and she continued to glare at Michael and I. We just giggled and got back to work...more or less. Though, I must remind her of the extensive chat she and I had via computers, while sitting in chairs kiddy-corner to each other in the Institute. Tonight her father came in at last and declared "Family Hour! Computers away." All four of us shut our screens and proceeded to act like normal communicating humans. For at least that hour.
Tonight, also at the Clawson residence, there were four laptops on people's laps, this time adding Laverna to the mix. As usual, my chat window was up. Last night incurred some difficulties with a video chat with dear Meo, so once again I tried to connect and see if time had solved the problem. After some patient grumbling, it appeared. We happened to be sitting next to each other, and could hear what one said come from the other computer (with a slight delay of course.) Eliza was looking on rather disgusted, and who could blame her. I sent her a "hello" via chat, and she continued to glare at Michael and I. We just giggled and got back to work...more or less. Though, I must remind her of the extensive chat she and I had via computers, while sitting in chairs kiddy-corner to each other in the Institute. Tonight her father came in at last and declared "Family Hour! Computers away." All four of us shut our screens and proceeded to act like normal communicating humans. For at least that hour.
A new discovery.
What exactly is the point of a library? You would think this is an insane proposition. You would probably say: "To hold books." But per my adventures this afternoon, my observations told me a whole new story.
First use: A construction site. A few weeks ago a friend of mine observed that the University of Utah should have a new mascot. The crane. The only way inside the Marriott Library is the West doors. My entire experience here at the U has consisted of half a library. Thankfully, it appears that work is being completed, but some parts of the library are uninhabitable due to the constant banging.
Second use: A fashion show. Oh wait. That goes for all of campus. Here comes Spring and the new summer fashions...all I have to say is, watch out.
Third use: Nap-time. Ten feet into the library and guaranteed you will find a dosing student. Whether it be a book they rest on, or a chair. Sometimes there are 3 or 4 sleeping people within eye-sight.
Fourth use: An exercise routine. The Marriott Library is huge. Hundreds of shelves hold thousands of books. Forget your run of the mill Dewey Decimal system. This place adds a whole new level of organization! The government papers have an entire section to themselves (good riddance I say, keep the boring stuff out of the way.) Particularly, I was searching for books on Latin and Greek today. Somehow, even though I used the Quick Search, I ended up in the religion section. There were books in other languages, but that wasn't helpful. The language books are located a floor above and on the other side. I found the Greek books there looked around, then headed to where I was told books in Latin were. I ended up back in the religion section. Lugging my backpack back the other way, I found the Latin books 3 shelves away from the Greek. 4 trips us and down the stairs, and about 4 trips back and forth across the floors. With a backpack, who needs a treadmill and weights?
You never know what else a library will do for you. A place to check email, play online games, read Roald Dahl...or simply get lost and never return to civilization. Check out your local library and I bet you'll be pleasantly surprised!
First use: A construction site. A few weeks ago a friend of mine observed that the University of Utah should have a new mascot. The crane. The only way inside the Marriott Library is the West doors. My entire experience here at the U has consisted of half a library. Thankfully, it appears that work is being completed, but some parts of the library are uninhabitable due to the constant banging.
Second use: A fashion show. Oh wait. That goes for all of campus. Here comes Spring and the new summer fashions...all I have to say is, watch out.
Third use: Nap-time. Ten feet into the library and guaranteed you will find a dosing student. Whether it be a book they rest on, or a chair. Sometimes there are 3 or 4 sleeping people within eye-sight.
Fourth use: An exercise routine. The Marriott Library is huge. Hundreds of shelves hold thousands of books. Forget your run of the mill Dewey Decimal system. This place adds a whole new level of organization! The government papers have an entire section to themselves (good riddance I say, keep the boring stuff out of the way.) Particularly, I was searching for books on Latin and Greek today. Somehow, even though I used the Quick Search, I ended up in the religion section. There were books in other languages, but that wasn't helpful. The language books are located a floor above and on the other side. I found the Greek books there looked around, then headed to where I was told books in Latin were. I ended up back in the religion section. Lugging my backpack back the other way, I found the Latin books 3 shelves away from the Greek. 4 trips us and down the stairs, and about 4 trips back and forth across the floors. With a backpack, who needs a treadmill and weights?
You never know what else a library will do for you. A place to check email, play online games, read Roald Dahl...or simply get lost and never return to civilization. Check out your local library and I bet you'll be pleasantly surprised!
22 March 2008
Lack of blogs
I have attempted to blog for the past few days, and I can't find the patience to sit and write. Spring Break has been...uneventful. I have realized when I have a lack of people in my life each day, their physical presence, a light inside seems to dim. I love people, and each do something for me, more than they could ever know. Online chat has it's benefits, but nothing compares to the presence of real people. This may sound self-pitiful, but it is more an expression of gratitude for all of my wonderful friends. Hopefully my blogging thoughts will come back soon.
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