Getting rid of stuff is tough.
I'm trying so hard to convince myself to throw out stuff from college.
I've saved all of these boxes and folders of paper for so many years. I think in the end what's going to happen is that I'll still save my Japanese class stuff and my English creative writing stuff, but everything else will go. And so far, the pile of trash includes things like my APhiO pledge book, and my printout of Randy "rg3c" Griffith's plan file -- yes, for some unknown reason I saved that all of these years. I'm never going to read it again, although without it I wouldn't have become friends with![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
jayspec, I guess.
I wonder if Randy really was one of the first "bloggers" as it were -- he started that damn thing in 1992, and just wrote daily crap about his life every single day. Most people used it as a way to make people pay for not having "finger" aliased to "finger \!* | more", but I actually went through and read the entire thing one day in 1996 or so.
I also found my old Activities folder which had things like the CMU Bridge Club flier that I designed for the activities fair in 1997 (listing me, Mark, and Christine Carmichael as the officers), and an invitation to the KGB murder mystery thatrsbdeadman and I wrote... the homecoming dance at a highschool for lepers. Man, life was goofy ten years ago. And this is why it's hard to throw stuff out. I'm trying to just pare it down, I guess.
Hmm, in other news, today was my last day of work. As it turns out, I actually don't have health insurance for the rest of the month, but if anything dire happens, I can be covered by COBRA, I believe. I ended up driving to work for some reason, mostly because I missed too many buses and I didn't want to lug all of my stuff around. Parked at the library and moved my car out around 3pm to a street spot -- this time I didn't get myself towed. I did some paperwork and I tried to write up more stuff for my projects, and I was supposed to have an exit interview with Jack and Rich, but as usual they were far too busy, so it turned into a small interview at the end of the day, and was interrupted by Kathy and Crystal anyway, with canteloupe and questions. In the end, I guess that was about typical. I left my rubber-band ball on Jack's desk, because I realized I was just going to throw it out, and people used to play with it if they came into my office, so maybe people would play with it still.
Last night I went to the Mariners-Tigers game, and wrote it up on Marinerds. Carl met up with me near the beginning of the game, and a few innings later we moved to section 148, and sat with Larry Greenfield, and Mark Plesko and Michelle (Ungerer? Plesko? I just realized I honestly don't know if she took his name when they got married) for the rest of the game. I'm trying to convince Larry to make Google send him to Tokyo for a few months. That'd be pretty fun to hang out there.
I'm going to head off to ballroom in an hour or so. Yay.
I've saved all of these boxes and folders of paper for so many years. I think in the end what's going to happen is that I'll still save my Japanese class stuff and my English creative writing stuff, but everything else will go. And so far, the pile of trash includes things like my APhiO pledge book, and my printout of Randy "rg3c" Griffith's plan file -- yes, for some unknown reason I saved that all of these years. I'm never going to read it again, although without it I wouldn't have become friends with
jayspec, I guess. I wonder if Randy really was one of the first "bloggers" as it were -- he started that damn thing in 1992, and just wrote daily crap about his life every single day. Most people used it as a way to make people pay for not having "finger" aliased to "finger \!* | more", but I actually went through and read the entire thing one day in 1996 or so.
I also found my old Activities folder which had things like the CMU Bridge Club flier that I designed for the activities fair in 1997 (listing me, Mark, and Christine Carmichael as the officers), and an invitation to the KGB murder mystery that
rsbdeadman and I wrote... the homecoming dance at a highschool for lepers. Man, life was goofy ten years ago. And this is why it's hard to throw stuff out. I'm trying to just pare it down, I guess.Hmm, in other news, today was my last day of work. As it turns out, I actually don't have health insurance for the rest of the month, but if anything dire happens, I can be covered by COBRA, I believe. I ended up driving to work for some reason, mostly because I missed too many buses and I didn't want to lug all of my stuff around. Parked at the library and moved my car out around 3pm to a street spot -- this time I didn't get myself towed. I did some paperwork and I tried to write up more stuff for my projects, and I was supposed to have an exit interview with Jack and Rich, but as usual they were far too busy, so it turned into a small interview at the end of the day, and was interrupted by Kathy and Crystal anyway, with canteloupe and questions. In the end, I guess that was about typical. I left my rubber-band ball on Jack's desk, because I realized I was just going to throw it out, and people used to play with it if they came into my office, so maybe people would play with it still.
Last night I went to the Mariners-Tigers game, and wrote it up on Marinerds. Carl met up with me near the beginning of the game, and a few innings later we moved to section 148, and sat with Larry Greenfield, and Mark Plesko and Michelle (Ungerer? Plesko? I just realized I honestly don't know if she took his name when they got married) for the rest of the game. I'm trying to convince Larry to make Google send him to Tokyo for a few months. That'd be pretty fun to hang out there.
I'm going to head off to ballroom in an hour or so. Yay.
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I am older than you. You will eventually throw away the college stuff, so do it now.
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The Japanese stuff, I'm working on it. I actually re-read a lot of my old class exercises from that class in order to get some ESL ideas for conversation and interview lessons, so it's actually vaguely useful for my upcoming job. Eh, we'll see. The point is that I took two boxes of papers and turned them into half a box of papers so far. Small steps, y'know?
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http://www.randatola.com/rpf/
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awesome. now I really don't have to feel bad about throwing out that gigantic printout! :)
Oh, hey, so I found my Shpi-dahh! t-shirt while going through boxes of stuff. I think I am going to send it to Aiton though, since he requested "random cool old t-shirts that you're just going to shove away in boxes".
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dkj
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It was just yet another funny thing to find from college. I saved some crazy things, but in reality I don't need any of them.