~ harangue the marangue ~

This morning, I received notice that one of my photos of Austin, TX is going to be included in a travel guide of the city. Which I think is super neat!

So, wow, the work-life-school balancing act has been out of control. But, the good news is that it's almost over! At this point, I have truly learned the art of 'letting go.' I had about 2,000 aneurysms over the past month and I've decided to just be DONE with stress and worrying. Interestingly, around the workplace, I am being credited with co-authoring a 200 page manual. Perhaps you were under the same misunderstanding as I was when I took this newish job in that I was only going to be laying out the content, assuming that the content already existed. But, oh how you were wrong! Anyway, I sent the manual to print yesterday and, boy, it is wonderful to actually have it completed. Besides working loads of overtime, I have also been trying to not flunk out of graduate school. Although, my standards for flunking appear to differ from that of my classmates, as no matter how little time I have to devote to a school project, I feel (and my professors seem to concur) that my projects far surpass in quality and quantity the rest of the class. You know, not to brag or anything. Tonight I present my final project for one of my classes and, yet again, I feel that it's way better than the majority of the projects that have been presented thusfar. Though, my humility in matters of academia continue to downplay how absolutely Type A I am.

In other news, last week I experienced the MOST INFURIATING AND FRUSTRATING, ANEURYSM-INDUCING EXPERIENCE EVER!!! I had received word from Travelocity that my travel itinerary to Arkansas for the holiday had been changed. As I reviewed the changes, I noted that Josh and I were scheduled to have a 162 hour layover in Cincinatti and that by the time that we made it to Arkansas, essentially five days after we were supposed to arrive, that we would deboard the airplane, turn right around and reboard the airplane for our return trip to Boise. It took me over an hour of being on the "VIP Customer Service" line with Travelocity to correct the plane ticket. I'm getting extremely hypertensive just recalling the experience, but I affirm that it was the WORST CUSTOMER SERVICE EXPERIENCE that I have ever had. The Travelocity representative ended up telling me that she wasn't allowed to spend so much time with one customer and she just passed me off to the Delta airline person. Anyway, I can't think about this anymore...

In other news, last night while I was at the YMCA, I was on one of the treadmills that overlooks the kiddie pool, when I noticed an adult male who was swimming in his underwear. I'm not sure whether he forgot his swimming suit or if he simply was unaware that swimming in a kiddie pool in one's tidy whitties is unacceptable, but well, I'm sure that you are all aware of what happens when one gets thin white cotton wet...that the fabric becomes transparent. After a while, I noted that two YMCA officials approached him and began to have a heated discussion with the man in which there was much jesticulation towards his see-through underwear. From my impression of the man's behavior, it was evident that he was trying to explain away the fact that he was revealing himself in the kiddie pool, but he was eventually escorted out of the pubilc pool area.

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