Emy's blah blah blog

This semester was awful. Just at the beginning, my grandmother died. The day after that (or perhaps the day before, it's all muddled now), my landlord told us that they were selling the house. This led to looking for a new rental, and then deciding to buy. Which meant we spent the next almost 2 months looking for a house. While trying to keep up with schoolwork...which mostly didn't happen. Terrible grades.

On the other hand, I do have a beautiful new house. I just need to figure out what to do with the side yard - it's about 3000 sq feet of dirt and weeds. I'm not even sure where to start with that.

Apparently this stuff is hard. Lots of work, and it feels like it's taking over my life. Not entirely sure how people do this AND work a job.

I never know what to say about anything, because...reasons. I don't know. It doesn't seem like it would be interesting to anyone else, I guess. I'm reading a lot of stuff, there's a group project in one class and I've been interviewing managers/directors at a company to see if we can think of ways to make them better, I got a high B on an econ midterm which was surprising (that prof is so confusing, and I'm amazed anyone got anything higher than about 50%), and...just busy. All the time busy.

Going now to write up interview notes to share with team. Whee.

So here we are, June 2012. SFSU now has proof that I won't die of measles/mumps/rubella, so there are no holds on my account, and I can register for classes on July 31. Right now, I'm looking at:

Monday: Economics for Managers
Wednesday: Management Principles & Organizational Behavior
Thursday: Financial Management, Financial Accounting I

Most of the classes are in the evening, except for the first Thursday one, which is in the afternoon. 2 - 4:45, then the evening classes are 6:30 - 9:15. This arrangement also means I only have to travel 3 times a week, and I discovered last week that you don't have to pay for parking at BART lots after 3 p.m., so that's cool too.

I'm sort of having "OMG am I ready to be a full-time student again am I too old for this what if I FAILFAILFAIL?!?!??" thoughts, but that's normal. We'll see what happens, I suppose.

So...I didn't get into the program at SJSU that I mentioned in the last post (we won't talk about how long ago that was), but I did get into the MSA program at San Francisco State. I'll be starting that in August.

Anyone out there? :)

I have a sudden need/desire to make friendship bracelets. No idea why.

I'm taking Intro to Business this semester. I'm also signed up for Business Law, but I've discovered that I'm no good at online classes so I need to drop that one. There's a big group project for the Intro class, and I think my group is a little behind where we need to be on working on it. Of course, that's partly my fault because I've somehow been designated as the group leader. Oops.

I am investigating this program, but do not want to talk about it too much so I don't ruin the whole thing. I'm kind of excited about it, and hope it all works out.

My latest craft-love is spinning yarn. I can make yarn, which is actually pretty exciting. Maybe I'll even take some pictures sometime and post them.

Of course, now that I've said that, there's a good chance it won't happen. Oops.

So there you go, the state of the Emy. Whee.

It seems like too much work to write anything lately. I feel like there's nothing of interest to write about, which either says something about my life, or my emotional state. I'll let you decide which.

But, I suppose I can post a picture of what I'm currently knitting. This is my sock in progress:

There you go.

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I may have some sort of allergy to ... something. The last couple of days my lips have felt severely chapped, and finally this morning I took a look in the mirror and realized that my upper lip is covered in little tiny blisters. It's not at all like a cold sore/fever blister/herpes, because those are in one spot; with this, my whole lip is swollen. Thinking back, this has happened before, and my doctor gave me some steroid cream, and it eventually went away. Dr. Internet tells me that it could be a food allergy, or it could be a form of eczema. For now, I'm going to see what happens with a topical Benadryl application, and hope for the best.

My grandfather died this morning. It wasn't unexpected, he's been in decline for a while now, but it's still sad. I'm glad I had the opportunity to see him a couple of weeks ago, even if he didn't recognize me.

Anyway, off to the East Coast again shortly.

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My grandfather died this morning. It wasn't unexpected, he's been in decline for a while now, but it's still sad. I'm glad I had the opportunity to see him a couple of weeks ago, even if he didn't recognize me.

Anyway, off to the East Coast again shortly.

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Last night, it was kind of stormy (and dark!) with rain and wind, which is probably what caused the power to go out sometime between 11 and midnight. We were up and watching something on the DVR, and I swear it had about THREE MINUTES left on it, when *ZAP* everything went dark. Waited a few seconds, *ZAP* it came back on. Then it went out again. After going on and off about 3 times, it finally stayed off, so we headed for the flashlights and candles, reported the outage to PG&E, Ray went to go shut down computers, and turn off all the lights and stuff that had been on. By this point, I figured that meh, I'd just as soon go to bed, so I got ready for that, and laid down with a book to read for bit while Ray puttered around. A couple of minutes later, I hear him say something about water under the fish tank, so I jumped out of bed and ran out to the living room. Yep, there's water seeping out from under the stand. ACK! We both started wiping it up, which was interesting because the water was difficult to get it. See, water weighs about 8 pounds per gallon, which means a 75-gallon tank will have 600 pounds of water in it, and then there's the tank itself, and gravel, and the stand, and so on. Our stand is solid wood all the way to the floor, so you can't get underneath it. We had towels of all kinds jammed up against the edge, trying to draw the water out from underneath, which worked, but it was slow. We didn't really know how much water was under there, or where it was coming from, so who knew how long this would take?

At some point, Ray noticed that the area underneath the filter (that might not be the exact one we have, but it's something similar) was wet, so he disconnected that and took it out. That's what was leaking, not the tank (thank goodness!), but with no power, there's not a good way to figure out how it leaked. Eventually, around 1:30 (?), the power came back on, so he went to work to figure out that part, and it seemed like the problem was that it leaked from a seam around the top, so he added some goop to try to help close that off, and started to prime it. Nope, still leaking. We couldn't see any good reason why it would leak - no cracks in the rubber gasket, no odd gaps, nothing - so after a few minutes of fiddling and looking, he just reassembled everything, and found a bucket to set the pump in, and started it back up. We could still see some water coming out...but it stopped fairly quickly. We figure the gasket had probably shrunk over time, and it's fine once it gets going, but starting it is a problem. Because the power flicked on and off a few times, so did the filter, which is why there was so much water.

Now that the power had returned, we dug out a couple of fans, and placed them around the tank. As far as we could tell, most of the water was gone, because it seemed to take longer for towels to get soaked, but who really knew? I left a towel jammed up against a spot where most of the leaking seemed to be located (low spot on the floor?), hoping that capillary action would take over and suck it out, plus perhaps the fans would assist in drying up anything the towel couldn't get, and finally around 2:30 we called it quits and went to bed.

I'm tired today. *yawn* Really though, I've had my excitement, okay? No more, please.