Monthly Archives: September 2009

Healthcare

I started reading Helen’s thoughts on the world awhile ago. She doesn’t post often, but when she does it’s always carefully thought out and very insightful. And I haven’t disagreed with her yet. Today, she posted her thoughts about the healthcare debate. I urge you to read it yourself, but here are a few of my favorite parts.

Exactly how expensive does healthcare have to get before we decide to have an honest, meaningful conversation about this?   Rush is out there talking about how this will keep you from getting your next raise.  I’ve got news for you Rush.  Maybe not for you, but for the rest of the world it already has.  Sixty-two percent of all bankruptcies filed in 2007 were linked to medical expenses and almost all of those individuals had health insurance. About 1.5 million families lose their homes to foreclosure every year due to unaffordable medical costs.  Over the last few years, health insurance costs for small businesses have increased by over 100%.

What does it say about our country if the biggest debate of the decade is no longer about the two wars we are fighting but rather about preventing children and families from having access to affordable healthcare?  I’ll tell you what it says to me.  It says the Christian Right never really was and Value Voters aren’t very valuable.

Universal Healthcare in the wealthiest country on earth should have been a no brainer.  And speaking of a no brainer…

Michele Bachman thinks healthcare reform is unconstitutional.   I think Michelle Bachmann is as nutty as a fruit cake.  Or as we say down here in Texas – Michele is one taco short of a combo plate.  She is a few fries short of a happy meal.  Her elevator doesn’t go all the way to the top floor.   Her cord is too short to reach the outlet.  The wheel might be spinning but the hamster is dead. 

That woman just isn’t right in the head.   I mean it. Really.

Yeah. What she said.

Dr. Horrible at the Emmy’s

I wish i’d watched the emmy’s last night. Hello Dr. Horrible, I love you.

AND! A new category was created this year that allowed Dr. Horrible to be nominated for an emmy (Short-format Live-Action Entertainment Programs) and it WON.

Congratulations, guys. Well deserved.

Where’s my sequel?

Test Prep

I went off to my favorite store today in search of a GRE study aid. I finally found the aisle that has all the books about standardized tests, and my eyes were immediately drawn to a book that I thought was certainly out of place.

definingtwilight

Why on earth is a book about Twilight in this section? I mean, I love all things Twilight, but this just seemed odd. Then I saw the rest of the title…

Defining Twilight: Vocabulary Workbook for Unlocking the SAT, ACT, GED, and SSAT

*blink*

Can you resist the allure of Edward’s myriad charms—his ocher eyes and tousled hair, the cadence of his speech, his chiseled alabaster skin, and his gratuitous charm? Will you hunt surreptitiously and tolerate the ceaseless deluge in Forks to evade the sun and uphold the facade? Join Edward and Bella as you learn more than 600 vocabulary words to improve your score on the *SAT, ACT®, GED®, and SSAT® exams!

I am baffled yet completely delighted that this book exists.

But I wasn’t there to find help for the SAT so I turned around and scanned the three shelves devoted to books about the GRE. Yes. Three shelves full.

I plopped on the floor and started comparing the different books and finally concluded that they’re probably all about the same. I ended up picking one of the larger ones because if it has more pages it likely covers more information.

GRE

So now I’m armed and ready. I bought a new calculator (apparently someone who hasn’t done real math in 9 years doesn’t own one anymore) and pens/pencils and a fresh notebook.

Then I decided to tell my parents. Well, two of them at least. I told my mom, and as I expected she wasn’t thrilled about it. I had to ask her to please not be negative and to just be excited with me. It didn’t work. Then she was convinced my stepdad would agree with her so she made sure to tell me to talk to him about it. His response? Honey you can do whatever you want to do in this world. And then he offered to pay for me to take the GRE.

At least one member of my family is showing me support. It’s kind of sad that it’s someone I pick to be in my family, rather than someone who is family by blood or law.

But she’ll come around.

Library School

It’s 2:15 a.m. and I’ve tried to go to bed already. I can’t sleep. I made a decision today that’s got my mind going in a million different directions.

I’m still  unemployed. The job search definitely has me down. So I was thinking today. What would I do if I could do anything in the whole wide world? That answer is simple. I’d run a bookstore. Preferably my own bookstore, in an old two story farmhouse. I’d turn part of it into a cafe. Doesn’t that sound heavenly? But then I started thinking some more. Okay, the dream job is pretty much intangible right now. Maybe when I’m 60. Maybe. What about right now? The next best this is to be a librarian.

I’ve had this thought on and off since I was in college, but I knew you have to go to graduate school in order to be a librarian so it was never something I seriously considered. Until now.

I’m already in the middle of a career change. There aren’t many NPO’s out there hiring a database manager, so I’m applying for any jobs at all in any field that I can somehow kinda sorta finagle experience in. So why not go all the way and go for a career I’ll love?

I wish I’d thought of this last spring. As it is, it’s impossible for me to get accepted anywhere for the Spring semester. The application deadlines are October 15th, and even if I could scrape up the application fees in time, there’s no way at all I can take the GRE and have the scores ready by then. So I’m looking at March 15 for my deadline for the summer semester.

What that means right now is I have time to breathe (even if my hyper excited brain doesn’t want me to), research the programs around (for example, UNC has an accredited program and ECU has an online program in the process of being accredited), study (how the heck do you do that again?), and take the GRE at my leisure.

And then realize I don’t know how I’ll pay for grad school and start freaking out again.

But I want this. More than I’ve wanted anything in a very long time. I still have to find a job. I won’t be able to afford the application fees and test fees without it! But at least now I have a goal in mind: a direction for my life. I’m not just floundering about anymore.

So here it is, folks. I’m planning to apply for admission to a graduate program to obtain a Masters of Library Science.

I’m scared to death but completely excited.

I know what I want for my birthday…

Premiering 9 days before my birthday…

NEW MOON. I know, I know. I was disappointed by Twilight and I’ll likely be disappointed by New Moon. But still. I have to see it. And the previews look so much better than Twilight‘s.

Catch Up with Mandi

So many thoughts floating in my head tonight. I’ve been meaning to post for days, I just haven’t gotten around to it.

Truth be told, I’ve been depressed all week.

Hell, an episode of Ugly Betty just made me cry.

I’m lonely. Stuck out in the middle of nowhere, and every single day since I’ve been here, my stepdad has managed to find a way to tell me that I don’t meet his expectations. The other day I spent the whole day with my mom. I got up, showered and left. Got home around 4:30. He got home around 5:30. The first things out of his mouth when he walked in and went into the kitchen.

Don’t you ever do anything?

Can you ever take out the trash?

Do you ever turn a light off?

Excuse me? I took the trash out yesterday you ass and didn’t use it today. THAT’S ALL YOUR SHIT. You left the light on. I just got home and haven’t been in there.

And yes, I said all of that to him. He apologized. But still. Every day it’s something else. And our relationship is already rocky enough because of the last two years (he dropped off the face of the earth as far as I go… stopped answering my calls one day and I didn’t hear from him for almost 2 years). He and I have never really talked those issues out. He’s apologized profusely, and cried a lot. But I’ve never told him what his actions did to me.

Is it really necessary for me to tell people why it hurts when they hurt me?

It shouldn’t be. But it seems like I always have to because they just don’t get it.


I have a new friend in my life. In my online life, at least. And he wants to meet. Last weekend I ended up on board, but there was some miscommunication that ended up with me feeling betrayed and him feeling guilty so it didn’t happen. Is it worth the risk to try and meet up again?


Vampire Diaries premiered this week. I’m disappointed. I think if I’d never read the books, I’d love the show but too many things were changed to make it good TV. One of my favorite characters (Meredith) isn’t even in the show, and she was a huge character in the book. I’ll keep watching, but I have to figure out how to completely remove the book from my thoughts when I tune in.

I also finally finished reading the Sookie Stackhouse books by Charlaine Harris. Now I think I’m ready to watch Trueblood. Maybe.

I’m taking a few days break in reading to watch the Anne of Green Gables Trilogy. Finally. I’ve seen the first two parts, but I’ve never seen the final chapter. Then I’ll pick up my Ted Dekker books again. It’s weird reading these again. My perspective is completely different, but I still feel the same emotions reading them that I felt before. It’s odd.

That’s enough of the boring and mundane in Mandi’s life for now. :)

OC Needs a New Editor

I cant believe someone thought it would be okay to write a column poking fun at Jaycee Dugard. In case you’ve been living under a rock for the past few weeks, Jaycee Dugard was kidnapped 18 years ago and repeatedly raped throughout those 18 years.  She walked into a police station last week.

On Monday, the OC Register printed a column by their sport’s columnist that uses Jaycee’s disappearance as the catalyst for a rundown of sports highlights over the last two decades.

It doesn’t sound as if Jaycee Dugard got to see a sports page.Box scores were not available to her from June 10, 1991 until Aug. 31 of this year.

She never saw a highlight. Never got to the ballpark for Beach Towel Night. Probably hasn’t high-fived in a while.

She was not allowed to spike a volleyball. Or pitch a softball. Or smack a forehand down the line. Or run in a 5-footer for double bogey.

Now, that’s deprivation.

Can you imagine? Dugard was 11 when she was kidnapped and stashed in Phillip Garrido’s backyard. She was 29 when she escaped. Penitentiary inmates at least get an hour of TV a day. Dugard was cut off from everything but the elements.

How long before she fully digests the world she re-enters? How difficult to adjust to such cataclysmic change?

More than that, who’s going to explain the fact that there’s a President Obama?

Dugard’s stepfather says she’s going to need a lot of therapy — you think? — so perhaps she should take a respite before confronting the new realities.

So, Jaycee, whenever you’re ready, here’s what you’ve missed…

He then goes on with a rather lengthy list of things that happened in the last 18 years. He ends with this congragulatory remark:

And ballplayers, who always invent the slang no matter what ESPN would have you believe, came up with an expression for a home run that you might appreciate.Congratulations, Jaycee. You left the yard.

I find this to be utterly insensitive and tasteless. I’m quite frankly appalled that he wrote it and that the editor allowed it to go to print. Maybe his intent wasn’t what is conveyed as you read the article, but they should have thought of that before they printed it.

*UPDATE*

I did a bit more reading about what people were saying on this issue, and my mind certainly isn’t changed on the issue. However, Mr. Whicker has apologized for his lapse in judgment and professionalism. And I found this piece that addresses the editors of the paper:

How did this column get past an editor?

Some readers criticized the editors who approved the column as much as they did Whicker. He said, however, that he didn’t get any calls from the newsroom after he submitted his column over Labor Day weekend.

Assistant Sports Editor Todd Harmonson said in a phone interview Wednesday that someone else filled in for him in editing the column because he was off, though he declined to say who. The column went through both a content and copy edit.

For much of Wednesday he fielded calls and e-mails from readers who asked why the paper ran the column. “I understood why some people would be concerned, but I also know Mark well enough to know that he had no ill intentions,” Harmonson said. “He’s the ultimate professional, and if he missed the mark on this one, he’s made up for that with decades in this business.”

He said the sports management team asked Whicker to write a response to readers, and Whicker offered to apologize.

“I probably learned to be a little more clear and specific about what the intent of the column is, rather than assuming everyone is going to see it the way I do,” Whicker said. “I don’t think I’ll be writing about kidnapping victims anytime soon.”

I helped set a record

Just not the record I wanted to set…

From Daily Kos:

Another 216,000 Americans joined the ranks of the officially unemployed in August, according to the Bureau of Labor Statistics nonfarm payroll survey. It was the 20th straight month of net job losses. The unemployment rate rose to 9.7%, the highest rate in 26 years. Since the recession began in December 2007, according to the Bureau of Labor Statistics, joblessness has risen by 7.4 million, and there are now a total of 14.9 million Americans officially unemployed.

No wonder it feels hopeless.

I Set the Rules

Oops? All I can say… he deserves this to be on youtube.

The Grass is Green…

This is a whole lot of yard to mow. Guess what I spent my evening doing? :)

I don’t know why I always hated mowing the grass when I was a teenager. The two hours I was out there certainly didn’t feel like two hours. There was a nice breeze, the sun was shining, and the sky was that incredible blue that I’ve never seen anywhere other than NC.

And to be honest, I definitely don’t mind helping my step-dad out around the house. He’s letting me live here rent free – mowing the grass is the least I can do.

I’ll pay for it tomorrow with my back – I’m already in pain. Hopefully the 10mg of Percoset and the 1200mg of ibuprofen will be preventative enough that I’ll still be able to move (and yes I’m aware that taking meds like that will destroy my liver… I rarely take meds at all).

Today was a good day. I drove up to Barnes and Noble to buy a book for my mom. Green by Ted Dekker came out the other day. I can’t wait to read it myself, but there are a few other books in front of it that I need to borrow from her and read first. Then I took myself to Chipotle for lunch/dinner. It was pretty incredible. And sitting there alone, reading my book, wasn’t so terrible.

I got approved for unemployment today as well. The bad news is that since I only worked in Virginia for 4 months, I was only approved for one week. Yes, you read that right. One week. It’s helpful, because at least now I can make my next car payment and a few other bills. I had the option of applying for “Emergency Unemployment” so, of course, I did. But the process is exactly the same so it’ll take at least 3-4 weeks before I hear anything about that.

In the meantime, I’ll keep applying for jobs. Today I submitted applications 18 and 19. Yes, I’ve applied for 19 jobs at this point. It feels like I’m fighting every unemployed person for every job – and I probably am. If the next set of unemployment benefits don’t come through, then I’ll go for a retail job. But for now, when there’s a chance I can still get help, I’m holding out for a job that is actually a career, instead of just a job.