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Yesterday, was a sad day when the news broke that Katharine Hepburn died. I grew up always admiring the woman, partially because she’s one of the few people I’ve ever known to spell her name the same way mine is, but mainly because she was a brilliant actress that managed to keep a spunky personality throughout her years in Hollywood and Broadway. She will be greatly missed.

I spent my Saturday afternoon pleasantly occupied doing various chores around the house and around town. I had to find a Father’s Day gift for my father and I wanted to pick up some paint samples for the kitchen, since we’ll be doing painting in there as soon as I finish stripping paper.
There was one chore, though, that I’d been putting off until I had a small horde of cash to spend on it. I had the cash and I had the time, so I decided to quit putting it off. After talking to Misty, we agreed to meet at 2:30. Five minutes after that, Misty and I were standing at the Clinique counter in Parisian’s, talking to a consultant. That’s right. I got a makeup consultation yesterday. The main reason for doing this is because of the wedding. (Isn’t that the reason I do just about everything now?) I know I’m going to need to wear makeup for the wedding so that I look good in the pictures. Because my skin does not like change, I wanted to start wearing makeup now so that I wouldn’t have to worry about my skin rebelling the day of the wedding (what a nightmare that would be!)
A little over an hour after we walked to the Clinique counter, Misty and I were both walking away with bags of product. I stuck to mainly buying cleaning products at Clinique; makeup removing soap, toner, facial soap and moisturizer. After letting the makeup consultant figure out what shades looked good on me, Misty and I headed to Wal-Mart to find the less expensive actual makeup. 3 hours after leaving my house to meet up with Misty, I found myself back at my house, standing with a bag from Parisian’s and a bag from Wal-Mart that consisted of my new face regime. I couldn’t help but have flashbacks of Janeane Garofalo in The Truth About Cats and Dogs. Thankfully, I wasn’t crying my mascara off by the end of the experience. It felt kinda weird, but I’m determined to see if I can get used to the makeup being on my face. We’ll see if it becomes more natural feeling as time goes by. In the mean time, it’s time for me to go wash my face and see if I can remember how to put all of this on this morning…

That pretty aptly describes my job now that I’m full time. When I was a part time co-op student, I could usually keep my work spread out so that I always had something to do, but rarely was I really, really busy. That and I always had the excuse at the end of the day that I had to get to class. No more excuses like that. If something’s not done, I stay. If there’s nothing to do, I sit at my desk and surf the web (the latter not being the case for the past couple of weeks). I can’t complain, though. Being busy means that I have a job and it’s merely a bonus that I really love what I do. So, here’s the question. Other than Geof, is everyone else’s job like this? Bored to tears on some days and busy as all hell on others? Or is it just government contractors/sub-contractors?

Karma is getting back at me for something I did. If anybody can notify me of what exactly it was, I’d appreciate it. The past two days, I’ve been working non-stop with one of the most annoying coworkers at our office. He’s supposed to be one of the few people at our office that just does programming (most of us do both programming and analysis, such as myself). What has taken him the past 2.5 weeks to work on (and never get working) took myself and one of my other coworkers 3 hours to put together this morning. Now, after spending 9 hours in a windowless room today, it’s time to hit Casa Blanca for dinner and a margarita tonight. I’ve grown quite fond of their margaritas.

On another note, I got my FE/EIT results in the mail yesterday. I passed! Talk about making me feel good about the knowledge I gained in college. Now I’ve just got to see if I can find a certified Professional Engineer within the company. We’ll see how I can work that out.