Milestones

Sooo. Halfway through Week 7 at the Archives (imagine that to the tune of "Midnight at the Oasis". You're doing it now, aren't you.) I can't believe how the time has flown. I wish I could stay longer! But the Zoo will also be majorly cool. So there is that.

Today, I made my supervisor a little drawing to commemorate a special milestone that has been reached. Although it is now clear that I will not complete the photo collection, because no one could, it is equally clear that I will be able to exceed the expected number of entries by about 25%. Excellent. Here's the drawing:

Besides the awesome drawing skills, make sure you take note of the superior scanning techniques: nice, even colouration, straight edges, yeah, I do this for a living.

Don't worry. My 4x6 colour prints are better. Much, much, better. And described with an equal amount of panache.

So, celebrate! I will be getting some extra sleep in order to mark the occasion.

I like to be a leader.

Well, mostly I just like people to follow me. In my head, I prefer to maintain that I popularized a certain late-90s hairstyle at my high school. I know it's not really true, but I do happen to know that it really suited me, and no one else wore it quite so often. Although they did wear it, after I did.

That's something I really miss. Leadership. Being a joiner, I have had lots of training, and now it seems increasingly irrelevant. This is probably a sign that some sort of organization should be joined, in order that I can eventually rule it. The current workplace is pretty cooperative, and I think I'll be at the bottom of the heap at the next one, so work is likely out. That is one thing about small town vs. big city. It's easier to find groups you'd like to be in, or groups that you may as well be in, in the small town, where you already know what's going on. Hmmmm.

I guess I did spearhead a small project yesterday. I mean minuscule, but every little thing counts. I read that in this institution we have what is called a Labyrinth. Now, before you get excited, David Bowie and creepy children are not involved. Instead, the Labyrinth is a clever maze made out of carpeting, upon which you are supposed to walk. After traversing the entire path and arriving at the centre, you will have had time to meditate, concentrate, leave all your problems behind, and heal yourself. So I decided we should go see it. In the tradition of last week's field trip to see the Queen at the Legislature building. It was not as big as I was hoping it would be, and it was possibly even colder in the room than it is in our office (20.4 degrees on a good day), but it was a pleasing purple colour.

Remind me to head back up there if I get a cold. Or something worse. I believe that faith healing works if the one that needs the healing believes, but that's as far as I'm willing to go.

And that will do for now. Follow me!

Blogging and the use of the word "I"

Looking back over previous posts, because yes, you should read your own blog (especially if you instruct other people to do so), it is impossible not to notice how often the first-person singular pronoun comes up. (Grammar check? Right term? Think so.) It should also be apparent how difficult it is to avoid, even just from the first few sentences in this post. Eeeek.


Will persevere. Was reading a "professional" blog Sunday. Apparently, the author has been able to commercialize her thoughts enough, and link to enough products and ads that her blog now supports her, her husband AND their assistant, who just does all the little things she's too impossibly busy to do for herself. The California life must be so hard. Will never read that blog again in order to passive-aggressively protest the commercialization of the forum. Will also not buy Suave hair products (biggest ad, probably). Would not have done that anyway.


Whew. Nothing like talking around the point. But it keeps going! Love a challenge. Kind of like teaching myself to speak Welsh. Only know a few words and phrases, but it's like nothing else on earth. It will be very handy on my retirement trip to Wales. In 40 years. Extra eeeek.


Does it count when other first person singular pronouns are used? Like "me" and "my"? Doesn't look quite as bad as all the one-word ones littering previous posts, but it is probaby cheating. And dropping pronouns does give sentences a sort of immediate, modern, text-message-like feel. If that's what we're going for these days.


Hmmm. The computer does not seem to care for the spelling of "eeeek" with more than two "e"s. Not willing to let it have that one. Will continue to use at least four. Should not spellcheck blog anyways. Any spelling errors would just be personal expressions, but there weren't any at any rate, so self-confidence also needs work.

Enough for now!