Archives for the month of: October, 2011

I’m hesitant to post my number 18, but to be fair most of my posts have been short because 1) I’m in America and you guys know what that’s all about 2) I pretty much tell you guys everything.

I mean, I could tell you how the food here is so different (mainly consisting of Susan’s diet food) and the unique culture here (the traditional garb of the land is athletic clothing and a smug look). But, you’ll just have to use your imagination.

So anyway, I’m going to tell you everything. Don’t hold your breath. (This post will definitely detour people of the regular public)

First of all, I’m pretty sure you guys only have a vague idea of what I do besides take pictures of myself in my tiny office on photobooth and posting them on here every now and then. So, at my full-time job my official title is Creative Community Lead  and as I attempt to describe to people passing through the building: I manage the company’s social media, marketing, communication, and design work. I also support the company by helping them source new talent and a develop/refine company programs. Basically, I do what I naturally do anyway and they give me a multitude of random, different projects which I slavishly devote myself too. I really like it. It’s challenging, fun, and there’s a lot of variety.

So, if you wanted to know what working in the working-worky-work world is like, here goes: I wake up and get ready for work and it takes me a monstrously long time not because of anyone thing, but because I’m so ponderous in the morning–It doesn’t actually take me that long to get ready, even if I dress up, even if I curl my hair. I just linger a lot. Something you fashionistas would appreciate is that I get to dress up every single day. Not in business clothes, but in whatever I want, and you know that it’s never casual because that’s not my deal. It’s fun. I’ve worked their for two months and haven’t worn the same outfit twice yet. Which actually might be a little disgusting to lay persons.

Anyway, so I commute to work around 8:15 because any earlier and traffic would be horrible. I’ve tried. I arrive around 9am and see if Mustard is still alive. Get set up, have a 15 minute meeting (daily “stand up” according to “SCRUM” managerial style) and pitter off to work on the little projects I’ve been assigned. At 10:30 I am usually starving, but I maintain until it’s  appropriate to eat at noon. At which time I pad upstairs to the kitchen area to eat and work some more. I force myself to go upstairs in order to meet other people and it’s working. Except now I’ve decided to use my lunch break to do work for other companies I’m freelancing for.

>> Since last I spoke in detail, I described my three new, Colorado jobs. Let me tell you right now that those aren’t my only jobs and that I have recently aquired even more freelance work. To date, in addition to this full-time job, I am also a design consultant for four other companies and a graphic design intern for the LoDo District. Straws are piling on camel’s backs, Carissa, needles too.

After lunch, the day goes by much faster. Possibly because I’m not desperately waiting for lunch. So I finish of the day. Trudge home. Eat diet meals with Susan. And either work some more or be incredibly unproductive whiling away the hours in front of my computer. Even though I always have the best intentions to go to bed early, I usually don’t and only get 6-5 hours of sleep.

Since I’m usually too exhausted during the week and also because I only have the smallest puddle of friends, I usually only do things on the weekend.

That that’s “Oh the places I go” and now here’s “and the people you’ll meet”:

Matt. I adore him. You know the one I’m talking about? The strikingly handsome fellow I met at Tour de Fat? Afraid of whales? We share a certain sense of humor and I think he’s trying to adopt me as his little protégé. He claims that he use to be exactly like me two years ago (nervous, perfectionist, stressed, push-over, hyper over-achiever…) and that I can reform! Like many people I admire, I am terribly frightened that he’ll realize how much cooler he is than me and drop me like a hot potato. But he has tentatively agreed to be my roommate when his lease is up in February so I kind of think he’s stuck with me.

Matt. In disguise.

Kyle. I met Kyle and his friend Hugh on one of my arranged blind friend-dates. I had a good feeling about Kyle because, while trying to arrange a meet-up, we exchanged a bunch of messages where it was clear that he was interesting and smart enough to be witty. As in, we could actually tell obscurely-referenced-jokes to each other. (I’m sure he’d be chagrined to read this…). Anyway, it’s really nice to talk to Kyle because he’s actually my age and is actually going through the strange limbo that I’m going through. The post-graduation-what’s-happening-where-did-everyone-go? phase. The day we all met up we went out to eat at a Thai place, went to an odd event at the Denver’s modern art museum, and capped off the evening by going to party where we all felt distinctly out-of-place. I feel like Kyle gets me.

Kyle & Hugh

Matthew & Crystal. The adorable couple. This is the other Matt I met at Tour de Fat and his lovely wife. They are both great fun to hang out with, especially with the more exciting Matt as a buffer. Funny, energetic, and interesting. Unlike many other couples you meet: great together, great individually.

Matthew & Crystal

The people at work. I’ve met a myriad of people at work that I admire deeply. I work in a building that is rented out by different companies so that we can all kind of work together in a creative community. All of the companies in the building are extremely unique and cool—-many very successful start-ups. They mostly center around action sports, if not directly, at the very least all of the employees of the company happen to have been born on snowboard with skis for arms. Or something similar. I don’t think I’ve really connected with anyone in the same, effortless (“effortless”) manner that I have with people I’ve met outside of work. They are all super nice and I would love to be their friend, but I also feel like they don’t know what to do with me. Kind of like Sarah at Applebee’s. If everyone at Applebee’s was into action sports and being cool. I really feel like the people at work are the essence of Colorado: Kind, generous, wildly cool, social, chill, and athletic. I love Colorado, I really do. I feel like I understand Colorado and am super excited for the day I get my dorky license plate. But I don’t think Colorado gets me. I’m ok with it though, it’ll just take some time on both sides. I think they are all astoundingly wonderful, ambitious people I feel privileged to work with.

And one thing I’ve noticed is that I’ve hardly met anyone my own age. I felt a lot of internal pressure to graduate on time, but since graduating late is really the norm now, I’m kind of in the world looking around and no one else like me is here. I don’t know how to feel about that. On the one hand, I don’t feel like I have time to act like a college kid anymore. On the other hand, I didn’t have time when I was actually in college so: BRING IT ON. I want to go on adventures! I want people to call me up out of the blue and say likes go to X and do Y right now! I want you guys! I’m going to try to take adventure into my own hands, by I miss having my go-to friends for a great time.

This embarrassing, but hilarious photo of me being sad.

But the world’s gotta know what you have to give :). Have the best of times out there!

ok ok ok, I’m done. Guess how many words!? 1429. That’s an essay, yo.

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Tone deaf,
Jacklynn

I hope this cheers everyone up.

Your musically challenged friend,
Jacklynn

YOU GUYS. YOU WANT SOME NONSENSE ON THIS HERE BLOG??? YOU SICK OF SUBSTANCE?????? OK, OK, OK I HEAR YOU. I WILL APPEASE.

SHOOT, THAT WAS AS FAR AS MY PLAN WENT. I WANT TO MAKE YOU GUYS SMILE SO SMILE GOSH DARN YA SMILE!

YOU ARE LADIES, WHO ARE ALSO GREATIES, ONE DAY YOULL HAVE BABIES, WELL MAYBIES, YOURE A BUNCH OF HOTTIES WHO NEVER LOOK GAWDYIES AND HAVE LOTS OF SMARTIES. SOME OF YOUZ IZ TALLSIES OTHERS SMALLSIES BUT YOU ALL GOT BIG HEARTS IN YOUR BODIESZZZZZZZZZ.

HAVE THE BEST DAY POSSIBLE! TODAY IS HERE AND TODAY IS GRAND! MUAH.

LOVE. FROM ME. TO YOUZ.

K.T.

Sarah and I were talking and we agreed that we’re taking the blog to seriously. I want to know about you guys, how you’re feeling, and the little things that come into your head. Don’t worry about being insightful and brilliant because you always are. I want to hear about you guys 24/7 so don’t hold back!

Your biggest fan,
Jacklynn

First things first i will not be captalizing my i(s) at the moment. The location of the shift button on this keyboard is really throwing me off and i dont have the patience to teach myself right now, so bear with me. Next please forgive me for the subject matter of this post. I dont blame you guys if you find it to be extremely dull, but i just had a lightbulb moment and i feel like bouncing some ideas around and this seemed like a good outlet to do so you lucky ducklings. So it turns out i am in a masters program and i have to do that whole disertation buisness meaining i need something to do a disertation on. I have the option of making part of it performance based and i think i will opt do that! All of this has sort of been weighing me down in the back of mind but today i think i may have come with a potential topic to explore. I really like the idea of devising my own piece while manipulating some classical text. Me being the feminist that I am have decided that maybe I want to focus on Shakespeares women. There always seems to be a discussion on how Shakespeare portrayls his women. Some of the women are weak and pathetic, but then you have your Lady MacBeths as well. However, alot of them end up dead regardless of whether or not they are a pathetic Ophelia or a feisty sexual Cleopatra. This is all just coming to me so i havent flushed it out but i thought it might be interesting to create a piece using 2 or 3 female characters (im not sure which ones yet) who all have very opposing innate charateristics and personalities and yet they all have the same outcome. I would use Shakespeares text and alternate between characters exploring their experience, finding an arch to their story, and a common factor that leads to their demise. The obvious reason being a man. Stupid? I mean the topic itself is really not all that orginal but the point would be to see what discoveries can be made from these different perspectives via one performance. I am thinking i would want there to be a man on stage with me who I can interact with, who moves, effects me, instigates action, but doesnt have any text himself. He would almost be a magnet that promts everything my characters do. It could be representational of how their universes revolve around the given man in their lives, and potentially the fact that he does not speak could be representational of how he gets into their heads, perhaps provokes insanity. I dont know im just brainstorming. I dont know what my actual question/thesis would be. Maybe exploring if a strong femal actually does exist in Shakespeare? I dont know. What do you guys think? Does this sound silly? Trite? Im sorry! You guys totally dont have to discuss scholastic junk with me. If nothing else it just felt nice to write out some ideas and begin to think about this massive project in my near future. I hope things are well! Yo Sarah, side note! One of my professors is 100 percent French.

Much love lovelies,
Katie

we all ate popcorn in my apartment?

I miss feeding you guys.

But that’s ok, we’ve all made new friends now and are living life to the max!

Keep on keeping on,
Jacklynn