Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Happiness Project

being able to see this while I'm on my lunch break. 
being able to lay in the perfect grass on my lunch break. 
I love that my lunch break last an hour

Happiness

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Sunday, August 29, 2010

yeah, I'm a DC resident

I’ve official been a DC resident for a week and it is slowly starting to feel real.
I got my first piece of mail. Thanks Kassie!
I can name the streets that are around me (well… at least the streets in front of my place, I don’t ever walk the back way).

I can also recognize if I’m walking in the wrong direction, get off on the wrong bus stop… whatev, you get the point I’m horrible with directions.  
But I can now at least almost figure out a correct direction to go without looking at a map.

Go me!

- I also changed my Blogger page and twitter page to state that my current location is DC.
- I did my first load of laundry
- Had some FrozenYo… I didn't understand it and I couldn't figure out why I was paying more to do everything myself. 

And I went to the grocery store for the first time today… which was an experience all its own.

First off. I love grocery shopping.  
(If you know me or if you ever intensely read my blogs you would know this
and I feel like grocery shopping in DC is like going grocery shopping at the random small town grocery store that you only go to if you are in desperate need of bread or something

(in my case this would be Fareway or in Iowa City it would be John’s Grocery... which really is only good for buying beer)

Side note: I have only been to one DC grocery store and am making my assumptions based on this one. 
Yeah, for stereotypes!

This grocery store is not set up in the generic way a grocery store should be set up. It seriously looked like they just put items where ever they thought it would fit without thinking about the grocery store dynamic at all… it was seriously not convenient for the customer at all.

It was annoying.

Seriously, there were dairy products by can goods ands and the cereal by the orange juice.

Super annoying.

And I felt like they were missing important items and didn’t have enough options of the items they did have.

It was not the fancy mancy grocery shopping experience I wanted… maybe I should try whole foods next time (in reality that’s a lie… I’ll stick to this Safeway b/c I’m too cheap to shop at whole foods)

also, DC now charges .05 cents for their plastic bags. Which is super awesome in theory, but sometimes you really just want a plastic bag...

and to add a random picture. 
I went to the natural history museum today...  just to see the dinosaurs.
Enjoy
I'm a sucker for dinosaurs

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

I'm a rebel

I went to an independent film screening today.

And in typical Kelsey DC fashion I got lost. It was on New Hampshire Ave and I figured since I was so familiar with this Street (see previous blog post) I would be able to find it.  But as soon as I got off the metro I must have headed the wrong direction.  

But no need to worry this time I didn't hesitate and pulled out my map right away and corrected my direction.

Anyway:
I went in to the hotel area where they had the film screening and was all like “hey, I’m here to see the film” 
and they were all like “you will have to put your name on the waiting list
and I was like “ Grrr, okay

(It should be noted that I called the hotel the night before and asked if there was a waiting list; they informed there was not)

They tell me to come back at 6:55 and they will see about getting me in.   I leave and only wonder to a local park where I sit in the rain (this is a lie, it was more like a mist) and read a book.

I come back at 6:55 and ask if they have gotten to the waiting list and their response is “we are pretty booked up, but maybe if you stand around we will be able to get you a seat”

Since I can follow direction I stand off to the side..... but soon I realize I’m standing right by where they are showing the movie.

I quickly sneak in and steal a couch cushion.

I’m a rebel.

Well, I felt like a rebel but in reality they would have let anybody take the seats.  there was no real security or order to thing.

The movie was good; even though it was in half Spanish and Hebrew and some ladies head was blocking half of the subtitles.  But from what I could see it was pretty funny.

Unfortunately I didn’t make any sophisticated movie buff friends… the time I would have done this I was sitting in the rain reading a book.  Maybe next time

Getting Lost.

As I mentioned yesterday I got lost on my "walk" to "explore" DC on Sunday.

Here is a Google Map image of the walk I took.


and the path I should have took.


For Some reason I thought New Hampshire Ave would be a good direction to head. 
And sure you would think once I realized that the street numbers were going up I would have fixed my direction... but it didn't.

and once I hit Dupont Circle I new I messed up and once I hit the George Washington area I took out my tourist DC map and tried to figure out where the hell I ended up. 

On the plus side I got to see the Watergate building

Monday, August 23, 2010

First Day: My thought process.

I woke up WAY to early today.  Partially b/c I went to bed at  6pm yesterday.  (That’s a whole other story that involves me getting lost… if I was on top of this blogging thing you would have already heard that story).

I wake up at 6:00 am… yeah; I didn’t have to be at work until 9:30.  But whatev, it was my first day and I was nervous.
I spend the morning getting ready.  Which mostly involves me googling directions to and from the bus stop a million time.  It was a priority of mine to make it look like I knew what I was doing, even though I had no idea.

As I’m walking to the bus stop I pass a guy eating a peanut butter sandwich (I’m making assumptions here b/c that what I had for breakfast)  and I decided to walk a different way than him.  
and when I finally arrive to the bus stop he is standing there… and all I can think is “Oh crap, he knows a short cut that google maps didn’t tell me about

Then I get on the bus and I’m pretty sure my metro pass thing didn’t scan right, but the guy didn’t say anything … so I just continued to walk and take a seat.
Then I start freaking out b/c I didn’t really pay attention to the stop I was suppose to get off on and I’m sitting on the inside seat and am wondering what I'm suppose to do if I need to get off before the strange guy sitting next to me. 
(ps… the peanut butter guy took a taxi.  It was his lost, I was all about becoming his friend)

After I have my miniature freak out about the bus and A.Hughes telling me that I’ll be fine and that I’m mostly crazy… I arrive at my location just fine and walk towards the entrance of my new place of work.

I realize I’m like 25 mins early and I decide to just sit outside and wait.  And of course this whole time I’m judging every employee that walks by…. Lots of thoughts like “omg, you’re wearing sandals” and “you have white jeans on
I have no idea why I was freaking out about what I should wear.

Once I arrive inside I go through security and sit there for a few mins while I wait for someone to come and get me…. This whole time I do the whole should I sit or stand thing.  I sit after one of the guards tells me that I can have a seat.
(Tomorrow, I'll be a pro at this)

Anyway:  the main Kelsey freak out moment

I’m giving some normally paperwork to fill out.  Which I’m doing great at...
Name: no problem
Birthday: no problem
Eye color: simple
Race: I small debate between white and Caucasian.. but simple
Etc…

Then they trick me

Address:  Crap, I’ve lived at this place for less than 24 hrs.  I think it 23, no, 32, no 41…. Wait, I sent Kaci a text with my address the other day.  Darnit, my stupid sent folder only holds 50 txt messages… I never send that many message.
Whatev… I’ll just guess

Citizenship: wait, do I put American or yes… I feel like American is to patriotic, like I should be wearing an American flag and come from some southern state.  I decide to put American, I’m from Iowa these people probably assume I’m a hick.

Weight: 5’5’’
Height:  170
Crap… I put those in the wrong spot…. Should I just do an arrow or cross them completely off.
I decided the crossing off which turned more into a scribble and then all I could think about was that in 3rd grade we got in trouble for scribbling out words.

SSN:  I write it down to fast and 4 numbers in I realize I didn’t follow the _ _ _-_ _ -_ _ _ _thing and have 4 numbers in the first section.
and then I have the scribble debate again.

The lady comes back in and I say “sorry I screwed up on my weight and height”
And then I think “Oh crap, I just said Screwed up… why didn’t I just say messed up.”

Hopefully she doesn’t hold it against me.
The rest of the day went pretty smoothly.

But I did almost join a gym on my walk home; The only reason it didn't was because it was raining.
I’m a sucker for good marketing. 

Tomorrow I think I’m going to go to a Independent film screening…. 
I started looking at the events on the The Washington Post website and figured it wouldn't hurt me to go to a few of them. 

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Road trip!

and when I say road trip I mean... I'm driving to DC all by myself.  
(I feel like a road trip normally implies that there is more then one person)


yep, I'm making the trek down...  wait over to DC to start my new job on Monday
... do I have a place to live yet? No.
but thats okay, I'll crash with AHughes until she kicks me out.

wish me luck!

ps... this is my last blog from Iowa. How sad?

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Old People Gone Crazy

I literally just had someone get directed to my blog by asking “is 63 to old to be wearing skinny jeans”

My reaction was “seriously

And now a little insight into my thoughts

1) Don’t you have children/grandchildren/other old folks/friends/nurse/random community members around… to tell you that this is a bad idea?

2) Wow, this 63 yr old is tech savvy… I mean sure she only stayed on my site for a total of 2 seconds. But still impressive

3) but still, if you have to google a question like this the answer is pretty obvious. 

4) and seriously.. I have written one blog post about skinny jeans why is it that half of google referrals are about skinny jeans.  

enjoy this random photo from People From Walmart....
and I did try to google "old people and skinny jeans" and "cool elderly people" and those searches resulted in non-related photos.  
(I can only secretly hope the the person who googled the "is 63 to old to wear skinny jeans" guestion was doing it to update their blog about something ridiculous.... here's to hoping!)

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

the big move

Hmm.  Let’s see what has been going on in my life.

First off, I moved.  From the nice college town of Iowa City to an “adult” town of Coralville. 
But don’t be fooled it is all the same. 

Really this move just means that when I go out I can no longer walk downtown and now I have to take a taxi. 
Yeah I know… super boo. 

I don’t understand this whole “hey, let’s be adults and move out of Iowa City”…. The only perk to this new place is that there is a Mexican restaurant that has 3.50 margaritas in walking distance.
(Well, and that I love my roomies and the place is nicer than the average IC apartment)

Anyway.

We (steph, Kinsey, and TJ) spent a Sunday moving all of our junk up to the 3rd floor (which is the top floor… I thought that needed to be mentioned
and in case you needed a figure: we had 4 beds (box springs and everything), a HEAVY couch, a recliner, bookshelves, 2 desks, a TV, TV stand, coffee table, and numerous other “junk”

It should also be noted that unlike most people who move out of their apartment our parents/brothers/other random relatives/friends… did not help us.

And anyways (again)

We moved, we survived. Our first meal was pizza … it was all so very awesome.
I get unpacked… finally empty my car (well, I still have a couple pairs of random jeans and a laundry basket full of books… but that’s just technicality)

And then…. Wait for it…. Wait for it

I got a job in DC!

Well, technically it is an internship… but still it is in DC!

I put in my two weeks’ notice at work and am now in the process of trying to find a place on non-sketchy craigslist that I can move into before the 23rd.

Aahahahahahaha…. (that’s my OMG, I have less than 2 weeks to find a place and re-move)