Anxiety

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

An Eventful Night and a Traumatizing Morning

Our hamster, Smokey, is very bad. She's adorable, but she is just always in trouble. (For those of you that have never had a hamster and think I'm losing my mind by reading this much into it, you will need a side-by-side comparison to Becca's clean, neat hamster, Lucy.) Anyway, over the weekend she somehow managed to get out of her cage, and got trapped between the cage and the wall. When we all got back, there was a hole the size of a saucer in our wall. We should have realized then that something had to be done to keep her where she belonged, but we assumed it was a fluke and plopped her back in.

At 3 a.m. last night, we got a knock on our bedroom door. Our roommates told us that Smokey had escaped again and they couldn't find her anywhere. We got out flashlights and searched ever nook and cranny of our room before as I sat in the hallway I saw her little pink nose poke out from under the refrigerator. We all sat around the base and put out a big plate of hamster food, peanut butter, and bran flakes hoping she would be lured out. But she seemed happy crunching away on whatever crumbs were underneat the refrigerator. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally cautiously snuck out to snack and Steve, with some difficulty, finally grabbed her. We put her back in her aquarium, took away her house, and put a pizza box on top for extra security.

As we wandered sleepily back to bed, we noticed that Steve's pillows had smears of blood, and he noticed a smudge of it on his face. Apparently he had gotten a nose bleed during the night and so he waited up a little bit to make sure it was over before we changed the pillowcase and tried to go to sleep. At that point, there had been too much activity to make going to sleep easy, but we both had an early morning and had to get some rest. We slept in until about 15 minutes before we had to leave for class, both groggy and cold.

When I got to work, I started to perk up a little bit. I created my flyer for this week, wrote some emails, and chatted with Steve on AIM. Then he broke the bad news...

WhatUpJack13: http://launch.yahoo.com/read/news/16017118
WhatUpJack13: uh.oh
WhatUpJack13: did you read it?
jackrach06: noooooooooooooooooooooo!
WhatUpJack13: im sorry
jackrach06: dammit
jackrach06: its ok
jackrach06: its only fair that they get some time with their families
WhatUpJack13: yeah
jackrach06: but bummer
jackrach06: they were getting so good

So to Mark, Tom & Travis if you're reading, I understand. I'm not happy, but I understand.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

MTV Ruins Another Life

I am fabulously excited by my chosen career path. It combines everything I am good at: writing, planning, organizing, working with people and being paranoid. It is a fairly new specific job function, even though the actual practice of relating to the public has been around forever. It combines being on the cutting edge with timeless practices that can only be learned through trial and error.

Then I saw the ad on MTV.

PoweRgirls is a new reality show about PR practicioners and their role behind every exciting event that happens in our world. Now every bleach-blonde high-schooler who didn't know what she wanted to do with her life is going to see PR as an opportunity to plan parties and hang with J. Lo. Then, this overwhelming generation of perky MTV-lovin' girls is going to be my competition.

I realize that not a lot of people understand what a challenging discipline public relations actually is, and that many of these girls will lose interest when they find out what is really involved. And just maybe, MTV will actually convey that these women are serious businesspeople who have the high-pressure job of catering to both the client and the public; women who are talented at writing, marketing, and developing a repetoire with everyone under the sun. Somehow I doubt it, though.

Its weird how MTV can ruin so many things. For example, they play a band that was relatively unknown before, a band you love, and suddenly 100,000 screaming 13 year old girls love them too. All of a sudden, guys who wear ripped jean and t-shirts and probably smell bad are "so cute!" Girls who desperately worry about breaking a nail are saying things like "I wanna be in a mosh pit" and it all goes to hell.

Thursday, February 03, 2005

For Kim at 3 a.m.

I know the frustration of being online and really hoping that someone you know has something new or interesting up on their website. Every day at work, I go through the fairly short process of checking through people's websites to see if they've changed. Sometimes, I'll do this two or three times during the course of a shift, and most times I come up empty-handed. I think that most people have the misconception that their own lives are not that interesting. Unless they have a fabulous story about running into Brad Pitt in Mexico or living with a rarely seen tribe of indigenous people deep within the heart of the Amazon, they figure whatever happened really isn't worth posting. But I know I'm excited when people post about some kind of weird fruit they found at the grocery store or some good movie they saw. So, without further ado, this has been my day:

I woke up at 6:10 a.m. I was not happy. Steve had to be at work by 7:30 and I had class at 8:00, so things were a little hectic. Fortunately there was just a little frost on the windshield so I managed to see most of the road without scraping it. I think it was too cold to frost. Anyway, I dropped Steve off and went to my PR Design class where we copied a project the teacher had done in InDesign. Luckily, the server crashed and we got out 15 minutes early. After that, I met Steve for breakfast and we went to Barnes & Noble to read magazines and warm up. Around 11:00 I headed to PR Campaigns. Today we interviewed the volunteer recruitment director for the Arizona Make-A-Wish foundation. Our project this semester is to work on a campaign to increase awareness of Make-A-Wish in Northern Arizona. I love the class so far, and it has made me feel very comfortable with my choice in majors. Its amazing to see people making such a difference! After that, I headed in to work where I have been for the past 3 1/2 hours. I have written two papers for my sociology class and also updated the general events website. Not too bad for a day's work! Ok, I think that's it. Hopefully it wasn't too boring!