Resist the urge

This weekend, I did some anti-shopping. I’m sure someone has already coined the phrase, but I think of it as mentally bookmarking things I will never buy for someone I love. I’ve been lucky. I haven’t received many awful Christmas gifts. Still, I wonder what people are thinking when they walk out of the mall with a dancing Christmas tree toy or a singing trout. Seriously, who wants this crap?

To save you the trouble of figuring out what NOT to buy this Christmas, I have compiled a short list:

    1. 365-day calendars: Dilbert is funny. He is so funny that I will read the entire calendar in two hours and never look at it again.
    2. Candles: Unless you know of a particular scent or brand that someone likes, do not buy candles for someone else. These are the first things I throw out when I move. I used to regift them, but that goes against my whole “candle giving” belief system.
    3. Soaps: see candles.
    4. Figurines: This is generally a no-no. If it is an Hummel or a Lladro, then it might be okay.
    5. Christmas ornaments: Why would I want to open an ornament on Christmas day?
    6. Sweaters: A bad idea. Exception: You knitted it yourself.
    7. Clothing with cartoon characters on it: You don’t like to look at it. Why make someone wear it?
    8. Random books on the 75% off rack at Barnes and Noble: Come on. Why on earth would you buy me A History of Plymouth Rock in paperback? Because it was such a good deal!
    9. Discount DVDs: see Random books
    10. Weird gadgets: Some are fun, like handheld devices. However, the combo hot-plate/bread slicer might not be as handy as one imagined.
    11. Tickets for a band or performing act that the recipient has never heard of: Tickets, meet craigslist.
    12. Jewelry: Not all women want to show their love to you by wearing the red-and-green elf earrings you gave her to the company holiday party. For the record, my mother and mother-in-law pick out fabulous jewelry, and they know better than to ever THINK about giving me elfin earrings.

Since it looks like I’m just making a list of things not to give, here is my personal list of things that is okay to give.

    1. Booze: Who doesn’t want a bottle of wine, good liquor, or beer? Not me!
    2. Food: Even if the recipient doesn’t eat it, they can give it to someone who will. Plus, it won’t take up shelf space in years to come.
    3. A framed photo of you and the recipient. If it’s not too cheesy, it can be a very thoughtful gift.
    4. Handmade something: small items such as socks, hats, scarves, and pottery are okay. Poster-sized photo collages of the giver are not okay.
    5. Gift cards: Easy and small. Everyone wins!
    6. A book that you read and enjoyed: (optional) Include a thoughtful note on the title page.

glarphb bloaghh…

No, that is not the name of my new Ikea end table or a traditional Swedish hot toddy. It sounds good though. Mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, and rascally teenagers would gather round the yule log on the shortest day of the year drinking copious amounts of glarpgh bloaghh whilst spinning yarns about the good old days when they had enough glarphb bloaghh for three villages and their goats. They’d tell stories about their favorite family reindeer Sven and how one year he saved the entire village from a fire by running from house to house and bleating incessantly.

I once saw a special on the Travel Channel about Sweden and it showed this guy skiing behind a reindeer. The reindeer pulled him along like it had done this a million times. I once asked a Swede if this was a common mode of transportation. He said no, but that people do ski behind cars. Hmmm…

As for me, my grandmother is Swedish and I have faint memories of my cousins dressing up in Santa Lucia costumes and singing Christmas carols in Swedish. I was so jealous. What little girl didn’t want to dress up as an angel with a crown of candles and pass out dinner rolls to her family?

Okay, so I obviously don’t know anything about Sweden or traditional winter beverages but I do know that glarphb bloaghh expresses the speed of my brain as I try to do my accounting homework. My mind is stuck in neutral. The engine will not turn over. Nothing is happening. Now, if my accounting homework involved analyzing the income statement for the main glarphb bloaghh producer in all of Sweden, well then I’d be all over that. However, it is about stock options and Microsoft and I’m just not that into it. My mind is in slug mode and I need to get it up to Nascar speed if I want to do well on my finals in two weeks.

In other news, it snowed last night and today. I don’t think they’ll cancel school tomorrow though.

In need of yoga

My neck is killing me. I should probably get a massage but yoga works just as well. I just have to do it everyday.

This week was pretty rough considering it only lasted for two days. I had a management paper due at 8:30 this morning and I just now finished knocking out some statistics homework that was due by midnight. I’m off school tomorrow but it will be busy as well. I need to clean, do laundry, grocery shop, and knock out as much homework as possible before my mom and brother arrive tomorrow night. They’re cool and won’t care if my house is perfect, but I at least want to tidy up a bit before they arrive.

Today, someone asked me how I was doing. I said that I’m relieved now that midterms are over but I’m kind of unmotivated. We only have three weeks left and I’m counting the hours. I do like my classes but the work has beaten me down. I don’t want to give up now, but every homework assignment just gets that much more annoying. I’m tired. So tired. Maybe some yoga would help.

Wii: From the frontlines

Last weekend, Danny camped out at Target to get one of the 60 Nintendo Wiis they had for sale. Here is his very thorough account of the cold, the discomfort, the drama and the euphoria he experienced once he got his hands on that little white box.

Wii for Me!

I ended up getting myself a Wii at launch.
The original plan was to go to a local Toys R Us that was having a midnight launch. Even thought they had taken preorders, they were supposed to have some surplus. I was going to go out there and try my luck with the extras after midnight. If that didn’t work out I was going to go home and then get up early and go by the near by Target, Best Buy and non-midnight launching Toys R us, which all opened 1 hour apart (8, 9, and 10 AM respectively). The actual plan was a little different. I drove out to the midnight launch TRU only to see a line that was wrapping all the way behind the building. I decided to pass on even getting out of the car and went home to regroup.
On the way home I thought that I should at least just check Target and see if the line was short. Target was supposed to get 60 units and I was there earlier in the afternoon and saw about 10 to 15 people with tents and stuff camping out, so I thought my chances might be OK. Needless to say I had decided to go ahead and try out waiting overnight. I made a quick pit stop at home and then headed to target. I got there around 11 PM and there were quite a few people there already. I couldn’t tell exactly how many so I got out of the car and went to wait. I asked the people at the end of the line what number they were and they replied with any where from 55 to 65. I thought, “Well, I’ll hang out for a bit and see if anyone comes up with a more promising count. Meanwhile, I got a call from my friend Rodney who had managed to get himself a reserve at a GameStop. He was waiting outside the store to simply pick up his console at midnight. I was quite jealous. But he gave me some encouragement and we killed a few minutes chatting. Around 11:45 PM, somebody went through and did a thorough count of the line that placed me at number 56. The problem was that I had seen a lot of people coming and going from the line. Most of them I recognized from when I first got there so I know they didn’t just cut and had gone to find a bathroom or something. But there’s no telling how many had been gone while that guy was doing the count. So I was still not very confident.
The guy standing in line in front me had gotten there seconds before I did. Around this time he started asking me the time every 5 or so minutes. I jokingly asked, “Are you going to keep asking the time until the doors open?” He replied, “I can’t help it man, I’m getting excited!” “Well, we still have a ways to go until 8 AM so you should probably relax,” I said. Then he got a sour look on his face and asked, “They’re not doing a midnight launch here.” I replied, “Uhh… no.” He looked thoughtful for a second and then apparently decided that it wasn’t worth the wait and took off. All I could think was, “1 down, 50 something to go.”
People started showing up behind me and I told them the best info I knew. Supposedly I was number 56. Around midnight these 3 high school aged kids (3HSK) got dropped off by their parents. By my estimates, these kids were numbers 59, 60 and 61, which really kind of bummed them out thinking that one of them wouldn’t get it. Around 12:15, the guy who ended up being the actual 60th person showed up. He was the first person after the 3HSK. Nobody knew this until 8 AM though. Reasonably confident that I would get Wii, I went ahead and committed myself to spending the night in the Target parking garage. Yes, I am that guy, and I am that cool.
About 12:45, this van full of kids drove up and asked the people in line if anybody wanted a Wii now instead of waiting 8 hours. Turns out they had apparently been able to acquire one at midnight and were looking to sell it to some desperate fan boys (or girls, yes there were a few there). Unfortunately for them, most people know that this system is not expected to be as rare as the PS3 and everyone pretty much laughed at their $800 asking price. Except for one kid who misunderstood and thought they were offering $800 for somebody’s spot in line. After they explained that that wasn’t the case, he laughed at them too.
For the first few hours I passed the time making small talk with the people in line with me and talking on the phone. Around 2 AM I got a call from Rodney who had been at home playing his pre-ordered Wii. He informed me that it was “definitely worth the wait.” Easy to say for a guy who didn’t have to actually wait.
I started out the night knocking over a Target shopping cart and using it as a chair. Since the cart wasn’t a real square or anything, this made the angle of my seat a few degrees off horizontal. This is very bad for your neck and back. Don’t do it. Bring a folding chair like all the other reasonable campers.
People were doing lots of different things to pass the time. Most people had a DS Lite, though I saw a few DS Phats and even 1 Game Boy Advance SP. I had brought my DS Lite with plans of jumping in on some multiplayer Tetris, Meteos, or Mario Kart but, I was really uncomfortable sitting on my shopping cart and I didn’t feel like standing and trying to play. I eventually got a little tired and thought I might try and sleep some since I still had over 6 hours to go. I tried sort of laying on the cart to sleep. This is an even worse idea than sitting on the cart. Don’t do it. Looking around, there were a few groups of people who had brought and were playing board games. (Sorry for the picture quality, these were taken by me, and with a phone.)

The kids in the left of the photo were playing Lord of The Rings Risk. The kids in the right were playing Monopoly. In addition, the 3HSK behind me were also playing Monopoly. The weirdest thing I saw people doing to pass the time was pushups. Yes for some the reason the Monopoly kids ahead of me periodically took a break to do pushups while the rest of their friends made fun of them.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful except for around 2 or 3 AM we all heard a bunch of yelling and screaming from a few levels down. By the way, this Target that I was at was few levels above a Best Buy, which had Wii line of its own even longer than Target’s. Come to find out later that some jackass group of kids attacked the Best Buy campers with water balloons. It was pretty damn cold outside so I would have screamed too.
The rest of the night drug on until around 6:00 AM when we saw the first Target employee enter the store. This was followed by lots of false alarm commotion when other employees showed up and when they would come back outside to take a smoke break.
I had heard from others in line that at 7:00 AM, Target would come out and hand out tickets for their 60 Wiis, finally giving everyone the actual count. At 7:00 AM, an employee came out and said they wouldn’t being doing that until 8, when the store opens. Kind of a let down but they did follow that up with bringing everyone in line free soda’s and popcorn.

Just before 8:00 AM, they came and handed out the tickets. I was number 54. WooHoo!!!

The 3HSK were happy because, unlike what they thought all night, all 3 of them would get one. Target finally opened their doors and we got to form another line inside the store.

This line was extremely slow. They were only allowing 2 people into the electronics department at a time, to pick out their games and accessories and buy their system.

Around 8:30 or so, the mom of one of the 3HSK showed up to wait for them and take them home. She saw the line moving (or not actually) and decided to do some shopping in the store. She came back with the cart a bit later and had picked out some slacks for one for the 3HSK. She told him they didn’t have any with the size 31” waist and he said he didn’t care. Then she asked him, “How about you go try these on while you wait in line, I can hold your ticket.” He replied with the typical insulted, embarrassed teenage tone, “MOM!?!? NO!!!” “Fine… Fine,” she said. They were all in good spirits though and nobody was actually annoyed or anything.
Finally my turn came up. I told the game aisle employee what games to bring me (Zelda, Super Monkey Ball, and Red Steel) and I grabbed an extra Wiimote (they had run out of the nun chucks). Target was running a special for that day where you got one of those cool Target Wii gift cards worth $20 if you bought 3 games, so I got that too. I paid for my loot and left.
On the way home (I was now 9:30 AM) I decided I could either go home and set up the Wii and probably not get any sleep until Sunday night, or I could go straight to bed when I get home and get up around noonsih and start playing then. While I was freezing all night long, I kept dreaming of sleeping in a warm bed, so I opted for that.
Aside from a few hours were I was calling myself an idiot, the experience was really cool. I’m really glad I did it and it was obviously worth it because I got my Wii. Yay!

Wii got it

Heh heh, I’m a bit Wiitty today, aren’t I?

It turns out that Danny was actually number 54 in line. After waiting for an hour after the store opened, he finally purchased his Wii + games. He got home around 9:30am and promptly passed out. He’s now eating lunch and contemplating which game to play first.

I’m really happy for him. I told him that I didn’t think it was a good idea to camp out all night in the cold, but he got what he wanted and I’m happy it worked out well. As for me, I camped out at home in bed with the cats and didn’t get much accomplished. That’s why I’m at the library this afternoon.

Anyway, our home is now even more Nintendo-ey than ever!

56

Right now, Danny is number 56 in a line at Target for one of the 60 Wiis that go on sale at 8am. He tried to make it to Toys R Us for the midnight launch but turned around when he saw that the line wrapped around the building.

I offered to go to Toys R Us with him but he understood that I was not going to wait at Target with him all night. I’ve talked to him on the phone a couple of times and he said that everyone is in a pretty good mood. He also said that there are some security guards there and that they’re keeping a close watch on the line so as to avoid fighting.

I really hope Danny gets a Wii. He should get one but something could always go wrong. Still, his chances are pretty good. I bet as soon as he gets home with it he’ll just pass out on the couch.

As for me, I’m slowly working on a paper for my management class. It’s not due until Tuesday but I want to finish it this weekend. The topic is interesting but I’m worried that I’ll forget to analyze some major part. Oh well, that’s what revisions are for I suppose.

Maybe I’m crazy

Like Gnarls Barkley says, “I may be crazy.” Tomorrow night, Danny and I are going to stand in line for a Nintendo Wii. Some of the stores have midnight sales so we’re going to check one out and see if the line is truly ridiculous. It has been insane for the PS3 that went on sale at 8am today. I hope the Wii craze isn’t as bad but I have a feeling it is.

It goes without saying that Danny is beyond excited about getting a Wii. I think it looks cool but I doubt I’ll play it much. Who knows, maybe I’ll become an expert over Christmas break. Wii’ll see.

bristle

Usually I’m calm and collected. I may be a pile of nerves beneath the surface, but I try to only let it show as a nervous laugh or a rueful smile.

Today, I couldn’t hold it in. I was discussing my resume with one of the school’s career advisors. As she was editing my resume, she asked if I had any school activities or clubs to list with my undergraduate degree. When I replied that no, I didn’t have any, she grinned at me and said “So, I guess you had fun in college, huh?”

I know she didn’t mean anything by it, but the implication hit me in the face. I blurted, “That’s because I graduated in three and a half years and worked twenty hours a week part-time!”

I didn’t mean to sound so defensive, but I was. My last two semesters of undergrad were not fun. They were stressful: stressful because of money, stressful because of grades, and stressful because I needed to find a well-paying full-time job. Trust me, I did NOT screw around in school.

But how do I convey that in my resume? There’s no section titled “works well under pressure” or “got good grades despite weird work schedule and frustrating love life.” All the employer sees are the official clubs and organizations to which I belonged. I could list my part-time jobs since they were as much of a learning experience as my time in the classroom.

It just bothers me that it looks like I didn’t care in undergrad about being in a sorority or leading a charitable event. I did care, but I cared about my grades too. I realize that being an MBA student involves networking and club participation. I love this part of the MBA. I love it because it’s what I missed out on in undergrad. However, I don’t want to look like I’m less of a person on paper simply because I had different interests in undergrad.

I know I’m going on about this, but seriously, what would you put on your resume if you could? Deals well with crazy bosses? Get’s everything done on time including other people’s projects? Yeah, I can think of a lot more.

co-bloggers

Two of my classmates have blogs and we’ve enjoyed reading each other’s takes on midterms, teachers, and whatnot. I’ve linked to them on my blogroll, but here they are again for your viewing pleasure.

Fixing Foibles & Follies
Years of Poems and Spirits

unexpected holidays

I have the day off today since it’s Veteran’s Day tomorrow. I’ve never gotten V-day off before so I was thrilled to learn that I’d have two long weekends in one month.

We got off early yesterday too. After attending a scholarship breakfast where the recipients meet with their donors, I had Microecon from 8:30-10:30 and then I was free. I came home, ate lunch, changed clothes, and took a nice long mid-day nap. It was as wonderful as I’d imagined. Then around 6, Danny and I drove downtown and attended the Densho Sushi Sake festival. It was so. freakin. good. I love sushi but I don’t eat it very often because really good sushi costs money and it’s hard to justify a $20 sushi lunch on a student’s budget.

I received the tickets from a wonderful woman I met through the UW MBA Women in Business club. She is on the board of directors at Densho as well as the Japan American Society. Since I love sushi, I was more than happy to accept her offer.

Danny was really sweet to go with me and then drive me home after sake tasting. He doesn’t like sushi but I think he enjoyed seeing everything else. They had some cultural exhibits as well as local vendors and a silent auction.

In addition to seeing my friend, I ran into another WiB member who was there with her family. She’d studied Japanese and lived in Japan. We hung out with her and her family and had a great time wandering from booth to booth.

Oh, and the sushi was amazing! I’m spoiled now. I’ll never want a four piece + California roll lunch special again. This sushi was so freaking good. Basically, each restaurant put out small plates of their best sushi. We wandered from booth to booth trying different sushi and then took breaks to get a little shot glass of sake or Japanese beer. There were also booths giving away edamame, tofu, and mochi ice cream and green tea. I felt like a dork when I went up to the “tea stand” and ordered a cappucino. The vendor very politely told me that he could whip up a green tea latte for me instead. I was happy to accept that.

Also, I came home with a whole pack of Tacoma Tofu. They were handing out samples throughout the evening and then ended up giving away whole packages. I mentioned this to one of the ladies running one of the cultural exhibits, and she dashed back to the food room to get some free tofu.

I need to figure out how to prepare it. Someone suggested putting in a soup or just eating it plain with a little soy sauce.

Since last night, I’ve been taking it way easy. I slept in today, made migas and coffee, watched TV, went vegetable shopping, dropped off drycleaning and I’m now procrastinating. I have a lot of homework, but none of it is overwhelming. Now that midterms are done, I can relax for at least a week. Relaxing doesn’t mean that I don’t have any work to do, but instead I have less work, less reading, and no presentations or papers due in the next two weeks.

If I need to procrastinate anymore, I guess I could just review the itinerary for my trip to China coming up in March. Did I mention that I’m excited?

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