Jen

It's like this and like that and like this and'a

Good news! Wilco tickets go on sale tomorrow at 11, so you know where I'll be: giving my first born over to ticketmaster.

Well. last night's reception went very well, and my ants on a log kicked ass. I was so surprised how fast they went. When I brought out a new tray, heard a girl say, I don't know what these are, but they are really good. Um, shocking news, but they happened to be made from celery, peanut butter and raisins. Pretty much anyone can make them. Wow.

We also got to hang out with our two favorite artists again at Rainbo. It's was a good time and definitly not alot of drinky for Jen

Nate, Gant and I leave for Milwauke in about an hour or so. I'm taking Nate up there because he is leaving to go to Florida with his family. Gant and I are planning on hanging out in the greater Milwaukee area for most of Saturday. Did anyone say Garage Sale?

Greg is officially out of this state, flying somewhere over our country, on his way to see Becky. I'll be in charge here for a couple of days, and I'll be cat-sitting little Rosa. Next week will be a little calmer, and probably a little more uniteresting. Actually, next week I'll be all over someone's shit regarding my grade. Not so uniteresting after all. . .

Becky

Jen-good job with the relaxing. Way to get blitzed on a Wednesday! I went to happy hour on tuesday and was like drunk after 2 beers-I think there was still alcohol left over from the wedding!

I don't think work here is quite as fun but I did wear jeans today for no good reason. A new girl started in our group today so now I am the 'experienced' person out here which is a bit of a laugh for me. She's like, "you'll have to show me stuff to do around here" and I'm like "uhhhh......". It was a pretty good conversation if you can imagine.

Tonight is shopping to buy a cooler and replace CD's that were stolen. I mean what else am I supposed to do? American Idol isn't on tonight!!!

Jen

Relax, don't do it

Ahhhh. . . I am so much more relaxed today.

Last night was a blast. Anthony is one of the coolest, sweetest guys (and still very attractive too.) So nice in fact, that I didn't even mind moving his artwork for him this morning! The other artist that came out with us yesterday is Justine Kurland, who bought us all temporary tats that the staff is sporting today. We all look bad ass. Or just damn goofy. Mine is this huge-ass butterfly. I'm not really a butterfly kind of girl, but it was a gift. She's really sweet too.

Not only that, but a large number of our staff happened to be quite intoxicated yesteday, me included. It's crazy what kind of drinks you have when you're not paying the bill. And the amount of drinks. . .

So, tonight is the opening recprtion, and anyone can show up. It is from 5-7, so if you're in the hood*, drop by. And please say hello.

Right now, I have to go and make "ants on a log"** for the reception food. We are going with this theme of "childhood" food (due to all the photographs being about teenagers). If you are wondring what other kinds of food fall into this catergory, cheese whiz and M&M's also do.*** It's just about time to start setting up, so I better get to it.

*600 South Michigan Avenue, about four blocks south of the Art Institute.
**For those of you that want the recipe, it's celery with peanut butter and raisins on top. kind of gross if you ask me, I hate celery!
***This is according to the permanent staff members.

Becky

My oh my. The world is a crazy place.

There are details about the wedding of my older sister, but I won't get into them-let's just say it was a good time, although it had its stressful moments. I will however tell you about how beautiful my sister was and how I cried when she walked down the aisle with my dad and how greg laughed at me and one of the guests handed me a tissue. Luckily I pulled it together enough to read the poem I was given about 10 minutes before the wedding to do.

There was also alot of finger pointing and staring in my direction that started to wierd me out by the end of the ceremony. I later found out that some sort of bug had crawled up between the 2 layers of our dresses of the girl standing next to me so it wasn't just me looking funny. Pretty much everyone was tanked by the end of the night including the wedding planner (yes, she did look like j.lo), my dad (very hammered) as well as my younger sister who proceeded to take everything that was left on the tables from dinner including candles, baskets, brass numbers and other things I am forgetting.

But now I am back at work, but not for long! Vacation is next week! Its amazing how much you feel like you work sometimes, yet how little it looks like you accomplished.

My sister called me today from her honeymoon-she needed the phone number to pay her student loans. What a great thing to do on your honeymoon, huh?

Jen

Nancy Drew can solve my mystery anytime. . . and the mystery is in my pants.*

Done!

Well, damn close. All we have is a couple more labels to put up and then it's all over and back to my normal work schedule. Hmmm. . . not as exciting.

I still haven't heard back from anyone regarding my b.s. grade, but since it is summer, I'll give a day or two for them to write back. If there is nothing in my inbox by Friday I'm going up to the 12th floor to bust some heads. Or maybe I'll just yell. That might be a little cleaner.

Last night, I wasn't feeling so hot, so I pretty much cozied in on the couch and watched many hours of Scrubs. I've never seen it before because I'm usually at yoga on Tuesdays. Anyway, it's pretty damn funny! Oh, I also watched a full hour of That 70's Show whih is always a good time. It was very strange to be so lazy and just sit there and watch TV.

I guess I make up for it through out the rest of the week and weekend. Tonight, our little bunch of museum folk are heading out to dinner with two of the artists that are coming in for the opening reception tomorrow night. I'm really interested in meeting one of them in particular. . . Would it be strange to write his name? Nah. Ok, his name is Anthony Goicolea. (you can look on our web site for more info- www.mocp.org) Besides being very impressed by his images, I find myself strangely attracted to him even though I know he's openly gay. In his images, he wears wigs and what have you, so I don't know what he REALLY looks like. He should be here by 5:00 or so. Very curious, indeed.

Other news. . . looks like I may have another boy as a roomate come August. Can I possibly live with two boys?

Ok, I better be on my way.

*Fez said this last night on That 70's Show

Jen

The only reason that I think that I may have chance for my grade to change is that never once did I fail to a) hand in work when it was asked b) speak in class c) show TONS of work every two weeks as stated and finally d)have a successful end of the semester review. The problem with this successful review is that she was not present. She chose not to be there, even though it was her responsibility to show up for at least a ten minute section to see how it was progressing. This is where she fails and I win.

Because of this, I'm think that I may only stay here one more year instead of two. Especially if my grade isn't changed. I didn't come here to enter a popularity contest or to be drowned by a little school's politics. I came here to learn.

I already sent out an e-mail, and I am desperately waiting for the response. I want to start gettting this settled or I will just stew in my own juices. I have a tendency to do that.

Sorry about your nightmarre, Greg. I was having these strange ones about riding a unicycle and playing the flute - not at the same time. Still, a flute and a unicycle?

Today is kind of a slow day at work. Most everythng is hung and the walls are all painted. We are just waiting for some labels that I think we got about ten minutes ago, so I can start doing that. I don't think that I have the patience for that today, but really I don't have too much of a choice in the matter.

I wanted to write about my very interesting weekend; like how I saw my friend, Rachel's, bike almost get stolen, or how I saw this girl get harrassed by some a-hole right near my house. . . hmmm. in a way I've already told the story. Not that well though.

Damn! Someone is calling me. Why won't they just let me type?

t minus

i've been having this wierd nightmare for the last couple of months. in my dream world i'm convinced that i was in the class, but hadn't been there ever and now it's the last couple days of the semester and i know i'm gonna fail but i keep trying to think of ways where i won't fail. i have no idea where this thing comes from, but it's pretty damn unnerving. i wake up after it convinced that i'm somehow fucking up. that vague feeling of uneasiness. it's wierd.

jen, i don't know how your school works, but in most of them if your professor graded you in a way not explictly stated in the syllabus (that's a hard word to spell), you have grounds for a grade challenge. grade challenges are only sometimes successful, but it's something worth looking into.

Jen

I can't stand it

I always thought that hate was a strong word. It was only used when you felt that something or someone could disappear forever and you wouldn't care.

Can I say that I feel that now?

I just got my grade report last night and the stupid bitch gave me a C. Somehow, I managed to get A's in all of my other classes and yet she somehow found my work only the quality of a C. Although we have had problems all semester, I never thought that she would let her personal feelings get in the way of grading someone fairly, especially when my review went so well. It's seems pretty obvious now that her problems with me have gone past the point of personal issues and straight into the classroom.

weddings

sometimes weddings can be an exhausting thing. especially when they're located 5 hours from your home and involve far too much alcohol. maybe far too much is an exageration. no, no it's not.

we had a little transportation crisis with beck's little sister getting from lawrence, KS to Baily's Harbor, WI. but we were able to solve it thanks to amtrak she should be on her train home about now. excellant.

i really want to sleep now. but that seems unlikely. if you all are able to sleep, please do so now. hopefully, using the powers of psychics, it will refresh me.

Jen

Welcome to the jungle*

Installation!!!!!

It's been hella busy these past few days. We've been taking photos down, painting, cleaning, condition - you name it. No time to blog. I usually check my e-mail everyday too, and that hasn't happened either.

Right now, I'm waiting for Brian so we can photograph how crappily this company sent the Anthony Goicolea prints for the unpcoming show. Some of his photos are about 3 feet high and up to 9 feet long and all they did was put cardboard over them. Yeah, that's going to stop them from being damaged during shipping.

Becks- Yoga rocked last night. Mary was back in full action. She even made a comment about tight hamstrings and then said, "Ahh, where's Becky when you need her?" It was a nice moment, but made me miss my favorite yoga partner. : (

Besides that, at home I have been having a war with the ants that have decided that my porch and kitchen are a swell place to hang out. Last night, Gant and I saw this huge spider, but decided to spare his life in hopes that he would feast on our little ant friends. We ushered him out of the house with a sandal and kinda put him near a cluster of ants. I actually hope that the spider eats the ants (that have bellies full of poison due to the Raid ant traps I put out) and then dies after they are all gone because I really hate spiders. It makes sense, right? That's a lot of poison for one little bug to handle.

I had creepy dreams about bugs all night too. Yuk.

Ok, back to work.

Hey Greg. I heard that you ran into someone last night. . .

*We've been rocking to the G'n'R the past couple of days.

Becky

Wow, Greg's back and he's shown the world his obsession with baseball. nice work!

Anyways, no time, no time, no time! work busy!

Tomorrow I get on a plane again and fly back to the midwest. But instead of returning to Chicago, seeing friends and rocking out to DAB like I did last weekend, I am heading up to Door County to take part in the wedding of my older sister. that's right-its bridesmaid time.

gotta meeting-hope everyone is well! miss you!

go cubs go

going to see some baseball tonight. cubs v. rangers. i haven't been to a game in a while, so i'm really looking forward to this one. in the spirit of that, and because i love it, here's some baseball related links.

Baseball Prospectus: a great site if you love the numbers behind baseball, and you hate that idiot Joe Morgan.

Joe Morgan's Page: god do i hate this man. he infuriates me more than people who wait until the last minute to merge. and he always hated ryan sandburg. now why would you do that?

Baseball Musings: a nifty little blog about baseball by one of the guys who used to be on baseball tonight. it's pretty cool.

Baseball Reference: stats for every season ever played. you wanna see how tom loftus' 1900 Cubs did? It's right there. (by the way, they were 65-75 and finished 6th out of 8 teams in the National League.)

enough baseball. time to leave work.

argghh

i'm horribly bored. our database hasn't worked all day. and i mean all day. although not having anything to do all day may seem cool, it gets really tiresome around hour number 7. so very bored.

if anyone who reads this has ever been in the part of california between san fran and crater lake, let me know. me and shorty are taking a drving trip, complete with camping, along that route over the fourth of july week. i'm really looking forward to it.

my stomach kinda hurts. i don't think i really needed that candy bar.

Jen

Here comes your man

Can someone get a different song in my head, please?!?!?! I don't even know all the words!

Happy Saturday!

I'm using Nate's computer while he's off doing laundry. I really wish that I could use my pos computer, but I guess I can't have everything.

Last night, Jean (one of the permanet musuem staff) had a party to celebrate her quitting. Her apartment is so nice. We were there from 5:30 to 12:30, so obviously, it was a good time.

I'll be meeting up with Becky pretty soon, so that will be fun. Dinner then Lakeview links for the show.

Tomorrow is kinda strange only because I have nowhere to go for Fathers Day. my stepdad lives in Vegas and I have no other father to speak of. What will I do with this day?

Speaking of dads, has anyone seen Kelly Osbourne's remake of papa don't preach? Now she has a freakin' video for it!!! How fuckin' ridiculous!!! I wish my dad was rich and famous.

Nate's back - time to go!

Jen

Sleeping eye sockets, baby suck your thumb

My boss, Steph, had her baby! Welcome to the world Michael Henry!

This week, I haven't spent any time at work really. I've been at Terry Dowd, a shipping/holding company that has been handling our Museum show- Multiple Roles - which just returned from Nashville. I've been conditioning all the pieces to make sure there is no damage on any of them. Fun, Fun, Fun! No really. It's been nice to see different scenery and also be able to drive to work.

I can't write much because a)this lovely establishment closes in 15 minutes and b) there is really too much to say and my fingers can't move fast enough. This day has moved fast - from a postage stamp unveiling this morning to unpacking and condtioning prints. Whomever thinks that working at a museum is boring can write me.

ok, Beck is home tonight! And Greg has a show this Saturday. So, so busy, but awesome.

Becky

Yeah, I am totally popular. I hung out with people from work 5 nights in a row last week-do you hear that? 5 nights! Granted I cannot say "go out" because that was not always the case.... I did play a rousing game of Settlers of Catan or somthing like that. It was actually pretty fun and I even almost won a game.

Can I brag about the weather out here? Its really all I have. Let's just say I got sunburnt today at lunch. at lunch!! and I am going to the pool today for my second swimming work out this week!

but the best part of this week is that I get to come home on friday-yay! Thus starts the busy time all complete with flying, driving, weddings, vacations, presentations and more. woo hoo..

Jen

A little nap turned into pneumonia

I fell asleep, ok? : )

Saturday was a busy day in Milwaukee and the lovely surrounding areas. Milwaukee is so small, it can fit in your pocket. that's all I kept thinking about it. Small but definitly cute. I've only been there twice. The last time I was there, I went to the Rave to see Weezer and came straight home. So basically, it didn't really count.

This trip was much different. One of the highlights, or shall I say high life's was. . . That was terrible. I am sorry. I went to the free Miller brewery tour, which isn't all that exciting except that you get three free beers at the end: Miller Lite, Miller High Life and Leine's Original. Yum to the last beer.

There was also a hog rally on Milwaukee's lakefront. No real hogs, folks, just lots of motorcycles. It was damn cool driving through the city and along the lakefront except for the fact that either my Illinois plates or my pos* car gets absolutly no respect in Wisconsin borders. Am I making this up Wisconsin people?

All of this talk of Milwaukee makes the song I am listening to much better.**

Anyway it was hot on Saturday, and when I got in from my trip, all I wanted to do was sleep. I though that I could wake up and go to a certain party in the Chicagoland area, but alas, I couldn't do it. I slept for about 12 hours Saturday night to Sunday. I haven't done that in ages, but boy, it felt pretty nice.

Ahhh, what a nice weekend. : ) = happy Jen.

Today has been a usual day at work. I helped move a shipment of photos up to the vault*** for the new show that will be opening up in about three weeks time. (more info on this showing as it approaches.) Now I'm typing letters once again. I'm in this office that has no windows. It's located on the mezzanine level of the musuem. It kind of feels like a little box. . . Anyway, I just recently found out that it raining miserably outside. I had lunch outside today and it was so nice out. Rain? What? Where's my umbrella?

So that is the rest of my day. I have to pick up my Chicago city sticker today (I mean it!) and then make a little trip to Home Depot to pick up some paint. I'm repainting my porch so that I can finally sit out there. Yeah, that's the deal.

Becks? Greg? Where are you?

*piece of shit
**Milwaukee Skyrocket!
***The place where we store our permanent collection of prints.

Becky

Well, I finally made it out to some indie rock last night. It was a pretty good show-the get up kids, hot rod circuit, and the jealous sound. The coolest part was it was at The Fillmore in San Francisco which is a pretty bomb place to see a show. I mean, its no empty bottle, but what is, really?

I, however, was the only blogger not to get smashed last night. Ask greg why he was up at 4am drinking whiskey. I might be getting a little tispsy tonight, though. Thats right-I have a party to go to! woohoo! social events in california! its been long due....

So hopefully I will be starting a new Yoga regiment in the next couple of weeks. I finally found a place thats close and has an Ashtanga class that is on Tuesday nights, which I think is a sign from Jen and Crazy Mary that I should be taking it. They have a free week the last week in June, so I think it is my time.

summer hours today-word.

Jen

just close your eyes, dear

"Fun Friday" at work should be called "Very Sleepy Friday." I could totally use a nap.

I have to say one thing. . . Bob - you finally went to Yoga!!! I am so happy! Really there is no possible way to share the joy of yoga unless you go yourself.

Ok, last night I got drunk. I really think I should stop writing that because it makes it seem like thats all I do. I really don't drink all the time.* See, my problem is that Jono stopped by after work, and then we went to a bar. Then Chris came over, and if you've met Chris before, you know that he has to have a drink or it's not a night. So, I had this bottle of wine open from a previous night and we drank that. Then I went to usual Thursday night wings and well, they have $2.50 pints. So that's why I'm sleepy.

I'm am very excited about the weekend though. I'l be heading up to Wisconsin this evening. I'll be doing a little dinner, spending some quality time by a bonfire and maybe doing a brewery tour. It's a mini vaction of sorts.

I'll be back Saturday night, and hopefully I'll get to see Marc. It's been awhile**, you know?

It's just about noon which means I have 2 more hours until I leave. 2 hours can take forever.

* I think denial is a characteristic of alcoholism. But really, I don't drink all the time!
**Vegas. . .

Jen

. . . and the parties don't stop until 8 in the morning

I was driving home from CarX yesterday, stuck in usual afternoon Kennedy traffic and I heard this song. If you know me, then you know that I really have no idea about what's new on the radio, so I can't even tell you if the above quote is from a new or an old song. I will tell you that I heard it on B96*, it's some sort of rap song about Atlanta (I remember this being repeated) and it is damn catchy. If anyone knows anything about this song, please write me!

I needed to hear a song like this yesterday, especially after the $500. I spent fixing my little onda**. Besides getting my brakes fixed, I had some other problems and the total got higher then expected. I love my car; I wouldn't trade it in for anything.*** But after expenses like this, it makes me just want to sell the damn thing and become a pedistrian for life.

I didn't get much else done on my day off yesterday. It was just so cold and miserable out. At least I got to spend some quality time with my brother in law, Pawel. He came with me when I took my car in, just in case. It turns out that he is really pretty fun hang out with. We spent all this time walking around Binny's Beverage Depot looking at different beers. We had three hours to kill and it was the closest place to walk to. Anyway, he made it fun. An A+ to my sister for picking a keeper.

Here's a little something that I found on the web for all those World Cup fans.

Where are the other bloggers?

. . . back to work.

*Hey! I was channel surfing! I'll stop at any station if the song is good!
**Some a-hole backed into me and pulled the "H" of my Honda.
***Ok, maybe except a Jeep Wrangler!

Jen

I'm only happy when it rains

I always sleep so well when it's thundering and flooding, I mean, lightning out. Isn't it great?

No, I really slept quite well. The incredible amounts of lightning only woke me up once when light filled my room. The only real bitch about rain is the fact that the CTA always acts up. It took me 30 minutes to get to Belmont from Paulina. If you are not familiar with the Brown line, that is only two stops away. Just begin to image how late I was to work this morning.

The story of my tooth.

The past: When I was younger, sixth grade, I think it was, I was playing with my dog in the back yard. I don't remember exactly how it happened, but I was kind of wrestling with her for her pull toy and she head butted me in some manner. Anyway, I ended up chipping my front tooth on her large mellon. It didn't hurt, but I was immediately self-conscience about my "hic" tooth. So, about a week later, I got it fixed and haven't really though about it since.

The present: Last night, I'm hanging out with Nate, drinking the High Life. Being the joker that I am, I was pretending to seductively go for my drink and I knock the bottle against the tooth. Besides being a slightly embarrassing and very funny moment, at first glance, everything looks fine. Later that night as I'm brushing my teeth, a part of the reconstructed tooth comes off.

Here's the thing. It really doesn't bother me anymore. I thought that it would be so noticable and annoying, but I haven't really thought about it all day, except when I showed everyone my tooth this morning. I'm still wondering if I should spend the cash to get it fixed. . . Is it even worth it?

So that's my huge dilemma for the day.

Tonight I'm going back to Yoga for the first time in about three weeks. Now that school is over, I can finally get back to my normal schedule. If only I had my favorite yoga partner with me. . .

PS. Beck- The ear drops kinda worked even though it is kinda gross. . .

oh yeah one more thing.....

I totally totally completely resemble Molly Ringwald in Sixteen Candles in the bridesmaid dress for my sister's wedding. wow.

Becky

great seeing everybody this weekend! I miss home so much!!

An extra-special thanks to a friend named Jen for picking me up from the lovely delta terminal :)

Ahh, Delta, a company that I do not like. And you don't even want to hear my stories about Enterprise-avoid them at all costs. I don't care if they pick you up.

hey Jen, was it the eardrops that did it? I still cannot get my ear to pop. boo!

ps-today basically sucked
pps-I hate Safeco with every bone in my body
ppps-movies starring Ashley Judd and Morgan Freeman are not good, even if you are only watching them to kill time on an airplane ride and the lady next to you told you it was a good movie.....

Jen

I'll be back*

Hmmm. It's been very interesting these past couple of days.

The good news: My damn ear finally popped!!!!! I can hear! I can hear!!!

More fantastic news!: My friend Jen, who has been going through some rough times these past couple of weeks just got engaged last night! It was such a great story too, that it made tears come to my eyes. It's just that after her father passed away only a few short weeks ago, evey time I spoke to her, she sounded so miserable and sad. It was so wonderful to hear Jen as I know Jen. She sounded so great last night. I am so happy for her!

And I'm in the wedding party! woo hoo!

Of course it is fantastic news, but I think this kind of sets the stage for what is going to be happening for the years in the future: all of friends are going to get married. I swear, it's a trend. I saw it with my sister and her friends. One gets engaged and the next thing you know, the whole lot of them are married. So here is Jen, only 24 and getting married. Of course, I think it's great because her and Jason have been dating for five years. I'll be 24 in three months, where does that put me? No where close to the altar, that much is for sure.

Other good news, maybe? School is really over - or is it really? The one professor that I have been having a conflict of interest, shall I say, with, has asked me to meet with the head of our department. I have no idea what it's about, besides the fact that I know she has it in for me. I don't like her, and I'm not afraid to show it. I'm not going to walk on eggshells around a professor just because I want a decent grade. I'm old enough now to speak up, think and take care of myself. I'm paying for this education, and I'm taking what I want out of it. Enough on that.

The weekend though, was really pretty fantastic. I got to see Becky and spend some quality time with someone that I adore. Cool.

Back to work! The museum needs me!

*Oh, yeah. Thanks Kai (I can't link you, because I suck at the Mac I am on! Go to Too Many Days on the sidebar!) for setting the record straight- Clair Danes will be in the new Terminator. So I wasn't really dreaming. . .