Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The confusion of a new year

The transition from the holiday partying of Christmas to the stark reality of the new year has always been a very hard transition for me. Martin Luther King day is actually pivotal to my sanity, even though its close proximity to the long Christmas break may make it seem redundant.

So beginning a new year is always accompanied by panicked confusion. Below will give you an insight on what my thinking process has been like over the past few days:

Sunday, January 2
4:00 p.m. I still haven't managed to eat all of my darn stocking candy.
4:30 p.m. Those Christmas decorations are bugging me.
5:00 p.m. I can't remember how to add.
6:00 p.m. I kind of miss my blog. When was the last time I actually thought about something?
8:00 p.m. Remember, you don't want to go back to your life of nothing . . . It is a good thing that you have to go to work tomorrow . . .
9:00 p.m. Let's play a game! Oh wait . . .
11:00 p.m. Hm. I'm not going to get much sleep tonight.

Monday, January 3
7:30 a.m. I hope I remember how to get to work . . .
10:30 a.m. I could never be a salesperson.
12:00 p.m. There sure are a lot of guys working here. And none of them would ever argue about the origin of the word "travesty" or argue passionately for the serial comma. This is going to take some getting used to. :)
12:45 p.m. Apparently it's really weird to be a girl, like Lord of the Rings, and enjoy sports.
1:00 p.m. Where did I park my car?
5:30 p.m. My iPod is a fun toy.
9:45 p.m. It feels really weird signing a document that says so-and-so gets my money when I die.
11:00 p.m. Hm. I'm not going to get much sleep tonight.

Tuesday, January 4
5:40 a.m. Why am I in such a good mood?
6:57 a.m. It's really dark outside.
7:12 a.m. We should have our singing practices in the wee hours of morning because I can hit like 5 extra manly notes.
3:30 p.m. It is possible that I should thank Obama for the fact that I have a job right now.
5:20 p.m. So THIS is what it's like driving during rush hour in Salt Lake.
6:00 p.m. If I have to drive to and from work in the dark, I should at least get to watch the sun rise and set. Stupid smog.
6:15 p.m. Big trucks should not drive behind little cars.
6:30 p.m. I hope I have enough money for gas until payday . . .
7:41 p.m. Gah! Star Trek and NCIS!!!!! That's it. I'm leaving!


  1. Where are you working now? Did I just miss that?

  2. Star Trek AND NCIS? At the same time? How terrible. I bet I can guess who was watching TV when you got home...

  3. I'm working at ChartLogic in Salt Lake as a copywriter (just started on Monday). It sounds a lot more boring than it really is--I'm loving it so far. It's so cool to be a real employee without the "student" attached to the title.

    And Star Trek and NCIS weren't going at the same time, at least not really. Dad was watching Star Trek and then he turned it off for a minute so he could make sure NCIS was recording. I really need to move out . . .