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Name: Joshua
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Gender: Male
Interests: SKITTLES, Thrift store shopping, offering pipe and cigar advice, collecting post cards from Barnes and Noble, reading (when I get the chance)--> Palahniuk, Irvine Welsh, Nick Hornby, The Concordia Choir, film studies, music that's hardly going to get radio air time,
Expertise: Turncoat extraordinare, English writing, movies, movies, movies making Kool-Aid in a Nalgene, bargain shopping, procrastination,
Occupation: Research and development
Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
3/11/2003
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| I don't blog consistently anymore. As you can see, my last post here was almost a year ago. However, I do blog elsewhere.
I finally left Minnesota for 'the long haul'. No more hops and skips back to the Fargo/Moorhead area. No more side glances of Concordia and the memories I made and lost there. I live in Chicago now. I go to grad school at DePaul University. Most of my classes are downtown and I live on the North Side. Since I first visited the City on Christmas of 1993, as a very impressionable 3rd grader, I've dreamed of moving to Chicago someday. Well, I did it.
I'm attempting to live alone. It's not so bad so far. One of my friends/former roommate now moved to Chicago two weeks after I did. We were looking for a place together but he wasn't as rushed as me (with me starting school and all) so we meet up for movies and pastry shops now instead of living together. Not a bad trade off.
I had the opportunity to stay with my best friend from high school and former Concordia roommate Michael while I was looking for a Chicago apartment. It was nice catching up and spending a decent amount of the evening with him (after being separated for for a few years). Sadly, right after I found a place, Mike and his wife were transfered back to Arkansas.
Right now, I'm finishing up my first semester in grad school, waiting to go home to visit family for the first time since last Christmas (when I was only home for 3 days). I have no idea where life will be taking me in the next 18 months but maybe I can stay in one place consistently for a while. | | |
| I've got a job in a movie theatre. Specifically, I'm working downtown at the Fargo Theatre. For the past month I've been waiting for the Box Office Manager job to open up. Thursday I went in for an interview finally. They told me that they were only hiring for a projectionist at the time but after my interview, I was immediately sent into the executive director's office and offered the manager's job.
This is exciting for me because I've been volunteering for their film festival for the past three years. Now, I can finally be given a leadership role and feel like I'm accomplishing something. I head home to Missouri in about 24 hours. My flight leaves Sunday at 6am. I'll only be back for three days before I have to turn around and return.
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| I just walked six blocks in the snow only to end up on the campus of Concordia. I walked to Livedalen Hall, like I had done thousands of times in the past and had the overnight desk worker (my old job) let me in. I'm down in the lounge/computer room in the basement at the moment contemplating life. I'm also using the same crappy keyboard that was here five years ago (the space bar really, really sticks). Along my trip here, I kept running into little bunny rabbits leaving trails of their footprints in the snow. There were several who stopped to look at me, curious as to why I might be out at 4am with them. When it snows in the middle of the night it is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. The snow in the sky gives a light to the air, not quite sepia, and it's like being out on a cloudy day. It's almost like walking the backlots to a movie set. There is no one else around, there are no lights on. On occasion, I would have to gingerly step over someone's electrical cord running from their house to the car in the street. This is why I returned: for the beauty and stillness that Minnesota winters bring. | | |
| I replaced my cellphone with an older one I had stored away. The damn battery has been shite for the past year but today the metal teeth that hold the charger into place and make the connection fell out. So, I had to grab the old one, call up Verizon and get it taken care of. The guy at the store was nice enough to tell me that it's free over the phone and 20 bucks in store.
Brutally Honest November ends with a whimper and not a bang as I spouted off "modest truths" to Ashley who threw softball questions. Modest truths are the simple truths of life. When a vague question is asked, a vague answer is given. I'm not going to allow anyone to sully the good name of "Brutally Honest November" by asking indirect questions expecting a straightforward answer.
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| Tonight, at 3am on my way to Wal-mart, I ran into a guy at a 4-way stop looking rather lost. He was around early 20's and was trying to get across town but heading the wrong way. For some strange reason I decided that this kid should be given a ride. This is the 2nd time I've done this in less than a week. Last Saturday a girl was leaning up against my car at 4am when I came out of a gas station. I was kind enough to take her all the way across town (even though she originally told me that I was only going downtown). So, why am I doing this? I didn't ask for anything in return. Both times I've had a small fear in the back of my mind that I was going to get jumped. I'm just tired of ignoring people when it isn't too hard to go out of your way to help someone. | | |
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