Odd mix of videos here! I've got a music video from The City Harmonic, and then *SPOILER ALERT!!* several from Tangled. If you haven't seen Tangled yet, you may not want to watch them. They're from some of the best scenes. Enoy! =)
Monday, January 31, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Ho-*yawn*-Hum!
I'm trying to finish PowerPoint for church tomorrow. Tomorrow's only 34 minutes away. I've gotten most of the sermon & songs done, just announcements left! Rrrgh, how I dislike this!
It's not usually this bad. I'm usually doing it at home, on my own computer, where all the sites and passwords are saved, I have an actual MOUSE instead of a touch-pad, and there is plenty of chocolate to eat while Pointing Powerfully.
But I'm not there.
Sis & I are dog/cat/house/plant sitting for a while. I'm on my employer's laptop, which is rather nice but also rather irritating. It has a stylus and touch screen--I can draw directly on the computer to Paint or whatev. But there's no mouse, which makes highlighting, copying, and dragging more difficult. My computer has PowerPoint 2011, this one has '07. I usually keep track of when I have 'Point, but I thought I didn't have any until next week. (Come to think of it, I already did 'Point this month! Oh, wait, there's 5 Sundays.)
I think I'm going to give up for now and go to bed. The sermon's done (which is important), the songs are done (they're important, too), the annoucements are not done (does anyone really read them off the screens anyway? They're in the bulletin.). I'll just slap somethin' together really quick tomorrow morning, either here or at church. I'd prefer to do something fancy, but procrastinators can't be choosers, can they?
~Procrastinatin'Fruit~
P.S. Remember that Winter Jam concert? A week ago? Wait 'til I get the pictures on my computer, and then on here!! They're AWEsome! =D
It's not usually this bad. I'm usually doing it at home, on my own computer, where all the sites and passwords are saved, I have an actual MOUSE instead of a touch-pad, and there is plenty of chocolate to eat while Pointing Powerfully.
But I'm not there.
Sis & I are dog/cat/house/plant sitting for a while. I'm on my employer's laptop, which is rather nice but also rather irritating. It has a stylus and touch screen--I can draw directly on the computer to Paint or whatev. But there's no mouse, which makes highlighting, copying, and dragging more difficult. My computer has PowerPoint 2011, this one has '07. I usually keep track of when I have 'Point, but I thought I didn't have any until next week. (Come to think of it, I already did 'Point this month! Oh, wait, there's 5 Sundays.)
I think I'm going to give up for now and go to bed. The sermon's done (which is important), the songs are done (they're important, too), the annoucements are not done (does anyone really read them off the screens anyway? They're in the bulletin.). I'll just slap somethin' together really quick tomorrow morning, either here or at church. I'd prefer to do something fancy, but procrastinators can't be choosers, can they?
~Procrastinatin'Fruit~
P.S. Remember that Winter Jam concert? A week ago? Wait 'til I get the pictures on my computer, and then on here!! They're AWEsome! =D
Friday, January 21, 2011
Nothing more can go wrong today
I left a bit later for work than I wanted to, and it took me five minutes to get out of the driveway--I was a few minutes late for work. Can't get worse than that.
Then I realized that I didn't have my food. Certainly can't get worse.
My boss told me she needed to talk with me, and I wouldn't be happy. What did I do now?! Nothing. Just that the paychecks of three or four employees were not sent, therefore I didn't get paid today and might not get the check until Monday or Tuesday. How could it get worse?
I felt a bit sick to my stomach before I left, but that left by the time I arrived. Instead I got a bad headache. Seriously, it's a Friday, it cannot legally get any worse.
I slammed my finger in the drawer. That hurt.
Fifteen minutes before five, I hear loud arguing and look over to see two people arguing with one of the managers. They didn't feel like the Prefered Guests they're supposed to feel like when they go to JoAnn's. and it was all the manager's fault, and the other worker's fault, and I had to run registers for these people! Who were griping the Whole Entire Time, and going over what they were going to say when they called the complaint line and tattled on us. I like this manager. I could hear, and she was being very nice to them, and very patient. And then they decided to hate me, too.
"$6.33 is your total."
"Six? $6?!? that's not right. [angryangryangry] I want that fixed! What's your name? Oh, nametags. Nice of them to have those."
"I have to check and find out which is wrong: the cutting slip or the registers."
"It's the manager's fault."
"No, sir, it's"
"no, not your fault, just the manager and that other girl who don't.."
"No, sir, it's our"
"Know what? I don't care."
"The problem is not"
"I'm done."
"THE PROBLEM is NOT her's or Jen's, it's the server today, it shut down. People are working on it, but there's nothing that Jen, or Jess, or I can do about it, sir."
"Well we don't care, we're never coming back here again. We'll stick with Hancock's [muttermuttermutter] Don't put it in that bag! I don't want it sticking out the top. Put it in a larger one."
I've worked here for four months, lady, I know what size bag will hold it by now. I'll put it in the too-big bag for you, anyway. You're welcome.
But I didn't say that.
In a rather strange way, that made me happy. Because Absolutely Nothing More can go wrong after all that. =)
Then I realized that I didn't have my food. Certainly can't get worse.
My boss told me she needed to talk with me, and I wouldn't be happy. What did I do now?! Nothing. Just that the paychecks of three or four employees were not sent, therefore I didn't get paid today and might not get the check until Monday or Tuesday. How could it get worse?
I felt a bit sick to my stomach before I left, but that left by the time I arrived. Instead I got a bad headache. Seriously, it's a Friday, it cannot legally get any worse.
I slammed my finger in the drawer. That hurt.
Fifteen minutes before five, I hear loud arguing and look over to see two people arguing with one of the managers. They didn't feel like the Prefered Guests they're supposed to feel like when they go to JoAnn's. and it was all the manager's fault, and the other worker's fault, and I had to run registers for these people! Who were griping the Whole Entire Time, and going over what they were going to say when they called the complaint line and tattled on us. I like this manager. I could hear, and she was being very nice to them, and very patient. And then they decided to hate me, too.
"$6.33 is your total."
"Six? $6?!? that's not right. [angryangryangry] I want that fixed! What's your name? Oh, nametags. Nice of them to have those."
"I have to check and find out which is wrong: the cutting slip or the registers."
"It's the manager's fault."
"No, sir, it's"
"no, not your fault, just the manager and that other girl who don't.."
"No, sir, it's our"
"Know what? I don't care."
"The problem is not"
"I'm done."
"THE PROBLEM is NOT her's or Jen's, it's the server today, it shut down. People are working on it, but there's nothing that Jen, or Jess, or I can do about it, sir."
"Well we don't care, we're never coming back here again. We'll stick with Hancock's [muttermuttermutter] Don't put it in that bag! I don't want it sticking out the top. Put it in a larger one."
I've worked here for four months, lady, I know what size bag will hold it by now. I'll put it in the too-big bag for you, anyway. You're welcome.
But I didn't say that.
In a rather strange way, that made me happy. Because Absolutely Nothing More can go wrong after all that. =)~Kiwi da Tired Out and Ready for Bed Fruit~
P.S. Just remembered that yesterday was my 4 month anniversary at JoAnn's! Seems like a lot longer.
Oh, and my last paycheck was problematic, too. See, they paid me for five hours when I'd worked more like 40+. Oops. So I had to wait half a week for the rest of my check. Hope there're no more problems with that!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Someone's going to go see Newsboys, Newsong, Kutless, Red, KJ-52, David Crowder*Band, Sidewalk Prophets, Francesca Battistelli, Chris August, Chris Sligh. For free./Post With The Longest Title
Last Monday I was listening to the radio, and the dude said "If you hear "GO" by the Newsboys in the next 1/2 hour, be the third caller and you'll win Winter Jam tickets!"
So I listened, phone in hand.
And listened.
And heard "GO"
The dude answered the phone and said "Thanks for calling, you're caller number 1, try again."
I tried again.
"Thanks for calling 111.1 KIWI, you are Caller Number Three!"
So my brother & I freaked out and did little happy-dances all day (People in Jo-Ann's look at you weirdly when you do happy-dances behind the register...).
Yesterday, I opened up the email I put in the Winter Jam video description.
"Hello,
If you have received this email you are a Winter Jam Ultimate Fan Contest Runner Up! Congratulations! You will receive 2 VIP passes to the Winter Jam city of your choice! Please reply to this email with your mailing address and the Winter Jam city of your choice ASAP in order to receive your VIP passes. Thank you for you[r] Youtube Video uploads! All of the videos were uploaded correctly and were very creative! It was a great success overall. We were able to spread the word to thousands of people because of your participation! Thanks again and Congratulations!"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So now I've got FOUR tickets (About $120 worth, plus I saw something about the VIP Platinum Passes including tee shirts, which would bring the $ up to $140?), and all I have to worry about is how to get down there. Sis has a seminar at church that day that she might be going to, and it doesn't end until 3:30, but it takes 1 1/2 hours to get down there and the doors open at 5:00.
We've got some clever figgering to do there, but I'm going to ignore it for just a few minutes, exit the library, and do a little jig. (Jigs are frowned upon in my library. =/ )
Toodleoo!! =D
~KiwiDFruit
So I listened, phone in hand.
And listened.
And heard "GO"
The dude answered the phone and said "Thanks for calling, you're caller number 1, try again."
I tried again.
"Thanks for calling 111.1 KIWI, you are Caller Number Three!"
So my brother & I freaked out and did little happy-dances all day (People in Jo-Ann's look at you weirdly when you do happy-dances behind the register...).
Yesterday, I opened up the email I put in the Winter Jam video description.
"Hello,
If you have received this email you are a Winter Jam Ultimate Fan Contest Runner Up! Congratulations! You will receive 2 VIP passes to the Winter Jam city of your choice! Please reply to this email with your mailing address and the Winter Jam city of your choice ASAP in order to receive your VIP passes. Thank you for you[r] Youtube Video uploads! All of the videos were uploaded correctly and were very creative! It was a great success overall. We were able to spread the word to thousands of people because of your participation! Thanks again and Congratulations!"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So now I've got FOUR tickets (About $120 worth, plus I saw something about the VIP Platinum Passes including tee shirts, which would bring the $ up to $140?), and all I have to worry about is how to get down there. Sis has a seminar at church that day that she might be going to, and it doesn't end until 3:30, but it takes 1 1/2 hours to get down there and the doors open at 5:00.
We've got some clever figgering to do there, but I'm going to ignore it for just a few minutes, exit the library, and do a little jig. (Jigs are frowned upon in my library. =/ )
Toodleoo!! =D
~KiwiDFruit
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