Jun. 8th, 2008 10:28 am
miraje: (feet)


As a 1930s wife, I am
Very Poor (Failure)

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And Jeremy is (at least according to what I think)...


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miraje: (good research)
The homepage I designed for the OU School of Meteorology went live today! http://weather.ou.edu

It's good to know that people think I'm good at something. It's also nice to have a skill that I know I can do well. I'm the first to admit that I royally suck at deriving equations, and my knowledge of computer programming is embarrassingly limited. I'm not athletic, nor do I have a green thumb. I'm socially awkward most of the time (typically when I'm sober, which is most of the time), and I can't hold my liquor. I hate cleaning and have no concept of saving money. HOWEVER, I can design kickass webpages. At least I have something.
miraje: (books)
Username: nycareers
Password: landmark
Go to Career Matchmaker

1. Model Maker
2. Air Traffic Controller
3. GIS Specialist
4. Planner
5. Drafter
6. Cartographer
7. Survey Tech
8. Archaeologist
9. Computer Support Person
10. Technical Writer
11. Industrial Machinery Mechanic
12. Millwright
13. Industrial Designer
14. Interior Designer
15. Curator
16. Office Machine Repairer
17. ESL Teacher
18. Historian
19. Website Designer
20. Film Processor

Notice that meteorologist/hydrologist/etc. is NOT on that list. That is because in my time as a student I have become very sick of deriving equations and thinking with the physics side of my brain. I have never had a natural talent for either, and while I performed decently in classes I struggled with working through the mathy side of meteorology. I can explain processes in words easily, but that doesn't get you credit on exams. So...when the questions came up about working with physics and using mathematics to solve problems, I rated them relatively low because I don't think they would be aspects of my perfect career. Why force yourself to be in a career that doesn't highlight your strengths? Thus I come to the point where I have to think about my future as a meteorologist.

I still love working with maps and computers, so I'm not surprised at all that "GIS Specialist" was ranked high. In fact, I feel like that is the direction my career is headed. I had a short discussion with my co-advisor about what I should do after my masters. To put it bluntly, I do not need a PhD in meteorology, nor do I want one. My interests have been interdisciplinary for some time now, and having three degrees in one field will not benefit me at all.

There is an idea floating around the School of Meteorology to create a PhD in interdisciplinary studies here at OU. I need to look into my options more, but I think either that or possibly even Geography would be good PhD fits for me if I want to focus more on GIS applications. I would MUCH rather take advanced courses in GIS and computer science than the Meteorology courses left over that I haven't taken already (crap like Boundary Layer Met., Turbulence, and Computational Fluid Dynamics...yuck). The Interdisciplinary thing would be especially cool because I could branch out even more and take courses in things like statistics, environmental science, and maybe graphic design or something.

Here's the deal: I could totally see myself as a professor or researcher if I love the subject enough. I enjoy teaching at the college level, and I've been told several times that I have a definite talent for explaining new concepts in a way that is easy to understand. I'm a communicator, not a physicist. Plus, GIS applies to EVERY field, likely in many ways that haven't even been considered yet. Imagine the career opportunities.
miraje: (cow says mu)
Mememememe... )

No, I'm not from a major city. I had a weak southern accent most of my life (living in rural KS and OK will do that to you), and then I moved to Iowa and picked up just enough Minnesoooota northy accent to balance it out. If you get me started in a conversation with an individual with a thick southern accent, though, my original drawl comes back.
miraje: (badger badger)
1. Where were you 1 hour ago? Here in the house...I haven't gone anywhere all day.
2. Who will be your next kiss? Jeremy. I don't kiss anyone else except for maybe the cat.
3. Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you? My comfy pajama pants have a pink waistband, there's a pink pencil on my desk, my black squishy bean-bag pillow on the floor has pink trim, my cloud physics book has a pink tab sticker thing in it, and my eraser is pink. That sounds like a lot, but I actually have a history of hating the color pink. I really had to search around for these things.
4. When is the last time you went to the mall? Oh wow....uh...earlier this summer Jeremy and I went to the mall to look at the digital tvs at Sears. I don't think I actually bought anything for myself though. I can't shop with him and still get the things I want. He either says it's ugly or that it costs too much. :/
5. Are you wearing socks right now? nope
6. When was the last time you went out of the state? I went to Minnesota for the first few weeks of August, but I'm going to Kansas tomorrow.
7. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days? Nah.
8. What was the last thing you had to drink? Coffee this morning. I really don't drink much water.
9. What are you wearing right now? tight white tank top, dark gray pajama pants, light blue bra, light blueish underwear, black elastic hairtie
10. What was your last purchase? Sonic for dinner last night.
11. Last food you ate? ham, mashed potatoes, and corn with white country gravy. Mmm mm good, yet so so bad for me.
12. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? Dad
13. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? Don't think so. I have an itch to go shopping soon, though.
14. Do you have a pet? PHOEBE!
15. What's the last sporting event you watched? I just caught the end of the Twins game since Jeremy was watching it. They got pummeled, unfortunately.
16. What is your favorite class? Ehhhh...I'm doing the best in Cloud Physics, but I find Weather Radar Theory much more interesting. It's all in the instructor.
17. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be? Either back up in Ames or off on some outstanding vacation somewhere far more interesting than Oklahoma.
18. What is the last thing you purchased online? I renewed my American Meteorological Society membership and renewed my journal subscriptions. God this survey is making my life sound so uninteresting.
19. How old are your parents? Not that old relative to other parents of kids my age. Mom is 41. Dad is 46.
20. What's your favorite soup? I love anything creamy/cheesy with veggies in it. Potato soup is nummy too.
21. Do you miss anyone? I definitely miss all my buddies at Iowa State. It's taking me awhile to get to know people here at Oklahoma.
22. Last play you saw? Oh wow, I so do not watch plays. You mean live? Ummm, this is going to sound horrible, but the last play I saw live was probably some high school thing that my sister was in back in my sophomore or junior year of high school. I have movies of big plays/musicals like Chicago and Moulin Rouge if that counts.
23. What are your plans for the day? The day's almost over, but I still need to grade a mountain of papers and finish some homework before I go to Kansas.
24. Who is the last person you messaged on myspace? I think it was Lisa.
25. Ever go to camp? There was a strange camp sort of overnight thing I had to do when I was in the Freshman Honors Program. "Camp" is different from camping, which I have done a lot more of.
26. Were you an honor roll student in school? High school, definitely. College, about half the time I made the dean's list.
27.What do you know about the future? I know that I will have some control over where mine takes me, but there will inevitably be things that are out of my control. I could crash into a cow on my way up to Pratt tomorrow...not much I can do 'bout that.
28. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne? God no. Who would I be trying to impress if I haven't left the house all day?
29. had to step out for a moment. Um..
30. Where is your best friend located? Well, I had to confirm it first, but I live with one. I have several very close friends from Iowa State that are kind of scattered now (many are still around Iowa though). My buddy from high school is in the west Texas town of El Paso. And then I have all of you wonderful people online who are scattered all over the world and yet I can still find you all in one place. Pretty awesome, isn't it?
31. Do you have a tan? Shit, if you can call it a tan. This is as dark as I get, which isn't very dark.
32. How old do you want to be when you have kids? Uhh, aiming for around 30 I guess, but the plan is to have them when I'm just at the right place in my life to support other human beings and give them a happy environment. I reserve the right to get out and see things and travel first before I commit to children. I gotta be selfish now to make up for all the selfless time I'll have as a parent. But of course, this is The Plan. "The best laid plans of mice and men....."
33. Do you collect anything? Being a geology freak I like interesting rocks (many of which are on my desk right now). I have a drawer full of keepsakes from various places I've been and things I've done (paper things like event programs, ticket stubs, name tags, national park brochures, and all the cool freebie stuff you can pick up at fairs and conferences). I have a budding music collection on my computer that I'm adding to all the time as well.
34. Any piercings or tattoos? Just a hole in each ear.
35. How do you like your soda? I like vanilla, rum, or vanilla vodka in coke, and I like Pepsi for ice cream floats. Other than that...well...I like them cold...
36. Do you like hot sauce? only the stuff they have at IHOP with the wooden cap that's not really hot but still really, really, tasty.
37. Last time you took a shower? This morning.
38. Who do you like? You should ask me who I don't like. That's an easier question.
39. What is your mood? Sort of sleepy and craving coffee.
40. Are you someone's best friend? I had to confirm it first, but yes. :)
41. What's the last TV show you watched? Other than the baseball game tonight, I saw Grey's Anatomy and Smallville last night.
miraje: (music)
You are a dog
Or maybe you are a mosquito, you certainly can't be human.

The highest pitched ultrasonic mosquito ringtone that I can hear is 21.1kHz
Test your own hearing at Ultrasonic ringtones

Apparently I'm not supposed to hear those. One of my ears hurts now after playing those. The high pitches must have been rattling the hell out of one of my ear drums. Eh well, it's still something different to do.

Also, check out the forecast for here for the next several days. )

I hate Oklahoma summers, but it's not just Oklahoma seeing triple digits. The 100-degree temps extend all the way from southern Texas to North Dakota. And if you think that's bad, check out the desert southwest.


Nov. 10th, 2005 07:02 pm
miraje: (jedi afterlife)

Naturally Smart

You're a naturally smart person. Your intelligence comes to you naturally, rather than from instruction - and you are better with applied or more real-world things... which comes in handy, here in the real world.

0% applied intelligence
60% natural intelligence

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

And with that, it's time to get to work on stuff that matters.
miraje: (jedi afterlife)
The Gender-Science Implicit Association Test states that it "often reveals a relative link between liberal arts and females and between science and males."

And here's a clue as to the strange wiring in my head (eg, the test results when I took it):

"Your data suggest a moderate association of Female with Science and Male with Liberal Arts compared to Male with Science and Female with Liberal Arts."
miraje: (kick me)
I was trying to get the battery back into the smoke detector (I neutered it on the very first day we moved in if that gives you any idea of how my roommate and I cook), and I had it about four inches from my face so that I could get the prongs on the battery to line up with those on the detector. I had just barely touched the connectors together, and the contact alone caused the bugger to squeal right in my fucking ear. It startled me so bad that I tossed the battery about three feet into the air. I tried to connect the battery a few more times, but after it screamed at me for the third or fourth time I thought fuck that. I finally got them together after drowning out the noise by burying them in a blanket. I hate smoke detectors, and they hate me.
miraje: (kick me)
I feel like I'm preparing for a walk down the Green Mile or something. I'm heading to this final with the full knowledge that I will not get everything right. I have absorbed all I possibly can for this exam, and there's still stuff that I know I'll need to know but can't force my brain to store. I've memorized so many derivations, equations, and scale analyses of equations that there's no way I can remember any more without losing what I already have in my head. I hate, hate, HATE that this final is comprehensive, because there's just too much information to know. It's probably attributed to my study methods more than anything. Instead of getting down and dirty and LEARNING everything, I take quick snapshots of it all in my head right before the exam and then coast through it with my short term memory in all of its photographic remembering wonder. It's a terrible way to go through school, because when you're done and have the diploma you have the grades to show that you know everything when in fact you've already forgotten most of it. I always remember the conceptual stuff, but if you ask me to regurgitate an equation I learned three years ago I'll look at you like you're from another planet. It's just how my brain works. I remember the theory but not the math. I can't just rewire my brain to learn things differently, even though I wish I could at times.
miraje: (Default)
Name:Heather Marie
Birthplace:Garden City, Kansas
Current Location:Ames, Iowa
Eye Color:Hazelish greenish brownish.
Hair Color:Dirty blonde with blonde and red highlights
Right Handed or Left Handed:left handed...it's the only way to be!
Your Heritage:Mostly Austrian, German, and Italian with a dash of English, Irish, and French
The Shoes You Wore Today:worn out gym shoes
Your Weakness:sometimes insecure about how I look...ok, a lot more than sometimes.
Your Fears:death (who's not afraid of it?) and centipedes
Your Perfect Pizza:Pizza Hut's Italian Chicken pizza with spinach and artichokes on top. ;)
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:win the national forecasting contest
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:lol
Thoughts First Waking Up:must..hit..snooze......zzzzz.....
Your Best Physical Feature:my eyes I suppose. they're what I play up the most.
Your Bedtime:usually between 12 and 2 am.
Your Most Missed Memory:long vacations in the mountains with nowhere to be and no one to see.
Pepsi or Coke:pepsi
MacDonalds or Burger King:Burger King in the burger dept....Mickey D's for the fries
Single or Group Dates:single, since I'm not the greatest socialite that ever graced the planet
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:Nestea for the cold stuff.
Chocolate or Vanilla:chocolate floats are AMAZING.
Cappuccino or Coffee:depends on my mood.
Do you Smoke:fuck no.
Do you Swear:fuck yes.
Do you Sing:of course.
Do you Shower Daily:try to except on some extremely lazy weekends.
Have you Been in Love:am right now. :)
Do you want to go to College:where the fuck am I right now?
Do you want to get Married:sure.
Do you belive in yourself:most of the time...gotta work on that.
Do you get Motion Sickness:only when I'm stupid and try to read something.
Do you think you are Attractive:sometimes..gotta work on this too.
Are you a Health Freak:ha, right.
Do you get along with your Parents:sure.
Do you like Thunderstorms:What the fuck do you think?
Do you play an Instrument:Alto Saxomophone! (and sort of piano)
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:definitely.
In the past month have you Smoked:fuck no.
In the past month have you been on Drugs:fuck no again.
In the past month have you gone on a Date:not likely.
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:nope. that's really amazing, actually.
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:haven't even had one Oreo.
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:disgusting.
In the past month have you been on Stage:not that I recall.
In the past month have you been Dumped:not that I'm aware of!
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:Let's see. It's February in Iowa. That would be a no.
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:Other than the occasional online file sharing, no.
Ever been Drunk:of course.
Ever been called a Tease:many times.
Ever been Beaten up:not physically.
Ever Shoplifted:no, but I was an accomplice to someone stealing a pack of cigs once.
How do you want to Die:nonpainfully?
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:a meteorologist or hydrologist who makes lots and lots of money
What country would you most like to Visit:Scotland.
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:light colors
Favourite Hair Color:brown
Short or Long Hair:short
Height:taller than me
Weight:less than 200
Best Clothing Style:comfortable and clean
Number of Drugs I have taken:other than Rx, none
Number of CDs I own:45-ish not counting computer software
Number of Piercings:two...one in each ear
Number of Tattoos:none...god I'm lame
Number of things in my Past I Regret:only a few things, but I won't mention them

miraje: (kick me)
Something has been wrong with me for the last month or so. I can't seem to concentrate on anything for more than a minute or so at a time, and even when I get my head together enough to do it, it almost seems like an artificial concentration of sorts. By artificial I mean that it feels like I'm forcing my brain to focus, but it doesn't seem to store anything even when I try, like there's some kind of wall blocking me from learning or remembering anything. The rest of the time it feels like my head is swimming around in some kind of fog where I have no bearing whatsoever on what is going on around me or what I'm supposed to be doing. I stare off into space for ungodly amounts of time and find myself not thinking about a single, god damned thing. For example, I went in to talk to Flory about the 311 final and to pick up my last lab. He has this binary electronic clock on a shelf in his office, and I asked him about it. I remember him explaining what the first couple of lights meant, but about the time he started explaining how to read the minutes, it just felt like my brain shut off. All that was left of me was a blank stare. When he was explaining how the grade distribution looked, I started to do it again. Jeremy's been getting on to me lately for not listening to him, too. For instance I'll ask him a question about whatever we're talking about, and he'll just give me this ridiculous look and tell me that he just said that like five minutes ago.

It's kind of an on and off thing, though. Some days I feel like I'm running at 100%. I understand everything we do in class, ask good questions, and even point out calculation mistakes on the board. I feel like myself on those days, and it's a good feeling. The rest of the time I just feel like slapping myself across the face in some attempt to wake me up.

Yes, I know I have a lot on my mind at the moment with the personal things going on, but I've dealt with worse before and have been fine. I've also been getting decent sleep. Not great sleep, but between 6 and 10 hours every night, which is enough for me to function on. I also realize it's the end of the semester, and considering the shitty schedule I had this Fall, I wouldn't be surprised if I'm getting a little burned out on classes and schoolwork.

I just hope Christmas break will serve as the vacation it should be and allow me to regroup at some capacity. Next semester is going to be crazy as fuck, too, and I need the time off before it starts.
miraje: (Default)
So. Fucking. Full. I never learn my lesson when it comes to ordering food at Hickory Park. Everything is good there, and the desserts are among the best I've ever had, so I always order some at the end of the meal thinking I have just enough room left in my stomach for it. Of course, I'm always wrong about that and then end up in pain for the next several hours while the overstuffed tummy works to digest everything.

I had forgotten until 30 minutes ago that I have a Stat exam at 8am tomorrow. Time to cram, which will be difficult since all my body wants to do is sleep. I can't stop sneezing either. I sneeze when I eat too much, no lie. It has been a trademark of mine since high school. My aunt does it, too, so apparently I inherited some kind of itchy nose gene that didn't kick in until after I hit puberty. Not too much I can do about it I guess. *shrug*
miraje: (happy!)
I'm craving a HUGE stack of pancakes that's completely drowned in butter, maple syrup, and crunchy peanut butter. There are a few obstacles that stand in the way of my bliss, though.

a) My only gallon of milk is currently in my boyfriend's fridge, and the Bisquick mix requires milk. However, Boyfriend only lives a block away from me, and the carton is a few days past due anyway. It needs to be used up, and I can totally handle walking a block if it means that I get fwuffy patty cakes!

b) I have no peanut butter. The roommate ate it all. :/ However, I think I can live without it. That's only extra calories, right? Think POSITIVE!

Yeah, I'm in a hella goofy mood right now, but damn it all to hell! I want PANCAKES!!!

EDIT: On a more serious note, I think I might know why I'm craving them so damn bad. Every time I stayed at my great grandpa's house when I was a kid, he would get up early and make us pancakes in the morning....and of COURSE there was peanut butter. Well, I hadn't made my own pancakes in YEARS (I'm talking 8 or 10 years here), and then all of a sudden last fall I had the intense urge to make pancakes one Sunday afternoon. I got a call later that evening from my Mom, and she told me that Grandpa had died that morning. I haven't really had a strong craving since then until now, which is a coinkidink because it has been about a year now since he died. Funny how that happens.

Now on to my pancake chefery....
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Have I ever expressed my intense loathing of centipedes? Have I ever explained why I loathe them so? If not, then here you go...

When I was a wee little 5 year-old, we lived in a house that was completely infested with centipedes and roaches. Many of my nights were spent trying to get to sleep while the centipedes scurried around on ceiling above my head, in my bed, on the floor, and on the walls. The roaches' main habitats were the kitchen and laundry room, so they were less of a problem. Anywho, as if this wasn't enough, my mom tried to spray one that was on my bed with 409 to try to kill it. I was standing right there watching, and as soon as she sprayed it, all of the legs detached from the body and started writhing independently all over the comforter that I was supposed to sleep under. After several minutes, every piece of the thing finally stopped moving, but I was pretty much horrified by it. I remember having nightmares in a Fantasia broomstick fashion where no matter how many I killed, they would break into a billion pieces and then all of it would come after me and try to get all over me. I don't remember Mom washing the blanket either, but for my sake, I certainly hope she did. We eventually moved out of that house, but I have been completely mortified of centipedes ever since. Usually when there's someone else around, I make them kill it because I don't want to watch it die. Today, however, I had no one around to save me. Just a few minutes ago, I was sitting in my office just as I am now, and I saw one of those fuckers crawling along the floor toward my bookbag. I had a mini panic attack, but I would have much rather developed the courage to kill it than to let it nestle into the bookbag that I was supposed to pick up, put on my shoulders, and carry home. I knew what it would do when I smashed it, so I didn't want any part of that thing on my shoe. I grabbed the phone book instead and thwacked it as hard as I could. As predicted, most of the legs came off and started twitching and moving, something of which I am still shuddering and freaking out over even though I killed it like five minutes ago. I did not want to see that. God, how the fuck did it get up here into my office on the third floor of this huge building?! I can't put my bag on the floor anymore...I just can't.
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I woke myself up snoring this morning. It was a loud one, too, so I can just imagine how much I probably torture anyone who has to sleep even remotely near to me.

Only two and a half more hours to go until the end of my last summer work day. Woo hoo!
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I think I'm killing Plant, and that's making me very unhappy. It was the first plant I bought for my apartment, and I was so good to it in the beginning. I bought it a fancy pot and nice soil and watered it whenever it needed it. Even when I forgot to water it for periods of time, it was such a trooper and never wilted or anything. Well, I've been spending so much time with Jeremy lately that I've neglected the poor thing. Plant looks so sick, and all its leaves are falling off. I never thought I would grow such an attachment to a potted plant. Now I'm really genuinely sad that I'm going to lose it. Sure, I'll probably replace it with another $1.00 plant from Wal-Mart, but Plant will always be the first in my heart. First the lily died that Mom bought for me, and now Plant. *sigh*

Maybe I should just stick to cats.
miraje: (Default)
I. Have. Kettle. Cooked. Chips. *dances* This is my favorite type of chip that exists. I kinda wish I would have gotten the healthy variety since this Hy-Vee brand is nearly dripping in grease and salt, but the good ones were soooo expensive. Why is it that the healthier foods seem to be so much pricier than the shave-years-off-your-life stuff? Do they expect only yuppies to buy it or something?

Also, why is it that olive oil is considered so much better for you than vegetable, canola, or corn oil? They all have nearly identical nutrion labels, and I saw nothing on the package that made olive oil look any better than anything else.

These chips taste oddly like sunflower seeds. I thought that maybe the chips were fried in sunflower seed oil, but the ingredient list says otherwise. Does cottonseed oil taste like sunflower seeds? Does sea salt taste like sunflower seeds? Are sunflower seeds salted with sea salt? I love a good mystery.


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