"Go to bed, redhead!" - Jane

The above was bellowed at me last night after I kept popping out of my bedroom to contribute to my roommates' conversation. I decided to share a redhead fact from The Roots of Desire: The Myth, Meaning, and Sexual Power of Red Hair. According to this book, 70% of all redheads have a gene linked to higher than average levels of pain tolerance. Apparently this is more effective in females than males. So redheaded women are Amazonian super women. Ha. Also red? A phoenix, a mythical bird from Egyptian and Islamic legend known for its' beautiful song and fragrant nest that bursts into flame, incinerating the bird so that a new one can rise from the ashes. There can be only one Phoenix at a time. This "rising from the ashes" idea is the reason I have a phoenix tattooed on my chest because I tend to set myself on fire more often than I might like to admit and like to believe I am all the stronger for it.

"You deserve a longer letter than this; but it is my unhappy fate seldom to treat people so well as they deserve" - Jane Austen

"The idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting" - Andy Warhol

I am channeling the pain of my pinata-smashed heart into work-relate productivity. I just developed a Stargirl book talk for teens that will be part of my interview process for my ideal job. I can't wait for mid-September. Now I am designing a body program for school-aged children that will provide a simple yoga workout at the end. This is part of my grand plan to get kids away from the computers and at least get their blood moving for 15 minutes or so. We'll see how successful the program is. Now I'm faced with the task of designing a yoga workout for children that is simple to follow but keeps their interest. Hmm. Since I have been practicing yoga (along with pilates, bellydance, Bollywood dance and myriad other types of fitness) for at least 5 years now, I should be able to do this successfully, right?

And in the realm of Bollywood, I enjoyed another "Mumbai Monday" with my like-minded friend when we watched "Kuch Kuch Hota Hai". Which brings the total of Hindi phrases I know to 3: "pain of disco", "my love", and "something is happening". R Batty supports my linguistic endeavors though questions the usefulness of my phrases. Enough chatter, more yoga.

"Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body" - Sir Richard Steele

If something anticipated arrives too late it finds us numb, wrung out from waiting, and we feel - nothing at all. The best things arrive on time.

So said Dorothy Gilman in A New Kind of Country.

"We'll see"

These words have been haunting my life ever since the ex punched me in the face and the whole bizarro world universe unfolded and claimed me as a resident. Although lately the "we'll see" has been significantly more pleasant as it is now about job opportunities, interviews I have had for Orange County public libraries and Sacramento public libraries. I really really really want a position in Sacramento. I want to leave Vegas and all the sordid associations behind, taking with me only the infuriating lessons I have learned. I am trying to avoid any more drastic financial decisions while untangling myself from the wreckage of the ones previously made.

I have not posted for awhile since I no longer had the educational requirement. But I decided to continue because I think it will be an asset in my new job (where ever that may be) by keeping me connected to the technologies of Web 2.0. Plus it will make Sam smile. Which, now that she is a lawyer with a gigantic new house, she will need an occasional smile to take her mind off work. Though her backyard is a veritable desert paradise. Jane and Zelda are trying to figure out where they will live when I leave. Jane just secured a shiny new job that offers such jewels as "full-time" and "benefits" and "not working with the public". Zelda plans to be in New York in 6 months time. But right now, we are all three trapped in this "we'll see" holding pattern.

Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So. . . get on your way. - Dr. Seuss

This was in a "Congratulations" card that my coworkers gave me for graduating the MLIS program. How appropriate.

Cats regard people as warmblooded furniture - Jacquelyn Mitchard

But at least they're consistent. I love that about cats. I woke up this morning with three of the four arrayed along the length of my body, Ginsberg encompassing the entire torso. Today is the very last day of my very last class of library school. I shall become a Master of Information Science. Bravo to me.

Anyone familiar with Squidoo? I came across it today while reading articles on LifeHacker (also a great site) and learned the following:

Squidoo is a website hosting hundreds of thousands of handbuilt webpages (just to be difficult, we call them "lenses"). Each lens is one person's look at something online. Your take on football or business or the best thai food in town.
Lenses are free to set up.
Lenses are easy and totally non-techy.
Lenses pay a royalty to hundreds of great charities. (Or straight to you! Lots of lensmasters earn hundreds or thousands of dollars a year).
Lenses get you credibility and traffic... and lenses only take a few minutes to build.

I think that will be my next Internet application to explore. Because while the class that inspired me is ending, the inspiration is not and I want to continue seeking out new applications. Also, I am very pleased with Twitter. I have recently had 3 complete strangers begin to "follow" me and it makes me blush like I am being flirted with or something. I am flattered! But now I will go back to applying for jobs all over the country. I have interviews in Sacramento, CA and Norfolk, VA and who knows what will come next?

Develop interest in life as you see it; in people, things, literature, music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself. - Henry Miller