Archive for September, 2004

NaSoWriMo, perhaps?

Thursday, September 30th, 2004

I’m not interested in doing NaNoWriMo, at least not at this point in my life, but I think I’m going to adapt it for me. I would like to use November as a 30 songs in 30 days month. I think that’s probably equally ambitious with NaNoWriMo’s goal. And I’m thinking of “warming up” by trying to do 15 songs in 31 days in October. Do any of you NaNoWriMo veterans have any advice on whether that’s a good idea or not? Is the effort of accomplishing so much writing enough that you wouldn’t have wanted to “warm up” to it in advance or “cool down” from it afterward?

I mean, sports/exercise analogies only help insofar as they actually make practical sense, ya know?

Actual salon haircut!

Sunday, September 26th, 2004

New hairdo! I don’t have any pictures yet, but I splurged on a salon visit yesterday (I mean really splurged) and got my hair cut, colored, and highlighted. It’s now a medium-dark brown all over with deep-red and caramel-blond streaks throughout. It’s kind of wild and bold, and I think I love it. :-) The cut isn’t much different from what I had done a few weeks ago but it’s more even and much better shaped.

Yay for new hair!

Dog-year anniversary

Sunday, September 26th, 2004

Happy dog-year anniversary, !

Can’t believe it’s been seven years since the day I walked in ’s door, saw you sitting cross-legged on the floor, and somehow knew you were the one who’d change my life. I love you so much more than any love song can describe.

“If a personality test can’t identify an ax murderer, what use is it?”

Wednesday, September 22nd, 2004

I’ve earned some notoriety around the office as the anti-fan of personality tests. Don’t get me wrong, when they’re all in good fun I think they’re a kick. But when they pass for serious analysis, they’re a joke.

It started a year and a half ago during my first interview. My boss-to-be tried to get me to take a personality test, and I refused (politely). I asked him what he could possibly hope to learn from something with little more relevance than a horoscope. He hired me in spite of (or perhaps as a result of) my refusal.

Then, late last year, he had everyone on our team take personality tests (it’s a cultural thing at HCA, apparently). A woman from the “Organizational Effectiveness” group met with each of us individually and then together as a team. Apparently, I was the only one whose true personality bore no resemblance to the test results. My results said I was quiet, fearful of change, and that I needed a highly structured environment in which to excel. It wasn’t deliberate sabotage, but the point was proved at “quiet.” I maintain that it’s ridiculously easy to “mess up” test results, whether you intend to or not.

So I guess it’s only natural that when one of my colleagues ran across this article in the Wall Street Journal, he thought of me and sent me the link. I’m putting this book on hold at the library. It will be great to have anecdotes at the ready about the creators of these tests, should the need to refuse one ever come up again.

You Are What You Score
by Eric Felten,,SB109580161991724005-IRjeoNglaR3nJ2tZnqIcaeJm4,00.html

It’s hopeless.

Tuesday, September 21st, 2004

I tried, I really did. But I cannot seem to get through the backlog of friends’ LJ entries I have missed in the past few weeks of being completely overwhelmed with everything.

I shall endeavor to do better.

But for now, I’ll note that:

- I got back from Chicagoland the day after Labor Day and got swallowed up by work that was overdue and piling up.
- I went to Louisiana last week on business and spent all my time either in the hospital I was visiting or in my hotel room, working.
- I’m now planning a trip to Baltimore in October for a cousin’s wedding, and not looking forward to it. But my dad wants everyone to be there, so I’ll be there.

I’m excited about the new kitten (two weeks and she’ll be here!). I’ve decided to stop running for a few weeks to try and let my hip heal again. I have a hair appointment for Saturday so someone who knows what she’s doing can maybe help me make sense of my cut and color. I’m looking forward to my 7-year anniversary with Karsten this weekend and his *cough*cough* birthday next week.

It’s a hectic time. :-)

…and baby makes eight.

Monday, September 20th, 2004

We found our new kitten this weekend, but we don’t get to bring her home for another two weeks.

She’s an adorable tiny brown tabby and we’ve named her Bopper. She’ll be a matched set with Barbra, and we’ll finally have our Brady Bunch family of three pairs: two blues, two blacks, and two browns. :-)
Yay for kitten therapy!