What I did during my unemployment…
Tue, Feb. 1st, 2005 01:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scarlettinaYesterday I went to Gasworks Park, climbed to the top of Sundial Hill and watched people fly kites. It gave me a ridiculous amount of pleasure. I want a kite. I want to fly a kite. (See a fabulous 360-degree view of the park with a spectacular view of the downtown skyline here taken from the top of the hill. This park is 5 minutes' drive from my house.)
This morning, while sorting through mail, I discovered the most recent issue of The Nor'wester, the newsletter of the Pacific Northwest Numismatic Association. They're offering two full scholarships (including airfare and hotel) to the American Numismatic Association's summer seminars in Colorado Springs in June and July, the most authoritative numismatic courses available in the US. I'm applying. Free trip to Colorado; free classes in a hobby I really enjoy. Last spring the PNNA president told me that they get so few applications, there's a big chance I could actually get a scholarship. Costs me nothing to apply. What the heck.
Put a bunch more stuff up on eBay.
Finally applied for Unemployment Insurance (sigh).
Been writing.
Finally finished reading A Clash of Kings by George R.R. Martin. Taking a break from the series now: bleak bleak bleak. Fascinating, well-written, but bleak. Am three stories into Ted Chiang's Stories of Your Life and Others. Fine writing there. Recommended.
Must start work on the freelance job I got from the good folks at Battlecorps sometime today.
Carnivale is not living up to its potential. I am disappointed but will keep watching. I dislike the herky-jerky pace it's developed this season. Last season it was a paragon of good storytelling, full magic, mystery and excellent pacing. Now I can feel every clumsy attempt at fostering the "ooh-aah" effect and I long for the return of Ronald Moore to the show's staff. Ah well.
Must not eat any more of the Boboli pizza I made. I think my lactose intolerance has made an exponential leap; the thing put me out of commission late yesterday afternoon, putting the kibosh on plans I had for the evening.
Spanky's giving himself a bath on the easy chair. Merlin's in his cat bed, snoring and wheezing in a most impressive and rather asthmatic fashion.
Life at Chez Scarlettina. Oh, the excitement!
This morning, while sorting through mail, I discovered the most recent issue of The Nor'wester, the newsletter of the Pacific Northwest Numismatic Association. They're offering two full scholarships (including airfare and hotel) to the American Numismatic Association's summer seminars in Colorado Springs in June and July, the most authoritative numismatic courses available in the US. I'm applying. Free trip to Colorado; free classes in a hobby I really enjoy. Last spring the PNNA president told me that they get so few applications, there's a big chance I could actually get a scholarship. Costs me nothing to apply. What the heck.
Put a bunch more stuff up on eBay.
Finally applied for Unemployment Insurance (sigh).
Been writing.
Finally finished reading A Clash of Kings by George R.R. Martin. Taking a break from the series now: bleak bleak bleak. Fascinating, well-written, but bleak. Am three stories into Ted Chiang's Stories of Your Life and Others. Fine writing there. Recommended.
Must start work on the freelance job I got from the good folks at Battlecorps sometime today.
Carnivale is not living up to its potential. I am disappointed but will keep watching. I dislike the herky-jerky pace it's developed this season. Last season it was a paragon of good storytelling, full magic, mystery and excellent pacing. Now I can feel every clumsy attempt at fostering the "ooh-aah" effect and I long for the return of Ronald Moore to the show's staff. Ah well.
Must not eat any more of the Boboli pizza I made. I think my lactose intolerance has made an exponential leap; the thing put me out of commission late yesterday afternoon, putting the kibosh on plans I had for the evening.
Spanky's giving himself a bath on the easy chair. Merlin's in his cat bed, snoring and wheezing in a most impressive and rather asthmatic fashion.
Life at Chez Scarlettina. Oh, the excitement!