Tom Cruise is so lame

Read this about why Comedy Central pulled last week’s rerun on the Southpark Scientology episode.

Combine that with Isaac Hayes leaving the show because they made fun of Scientology, and you know what I think? People who are so afraid of criticism/jokes about their religion, sexual orientation, etc. are afraid because they know it’s true. The most homophobic men generally are the most prone to a steamy shower scene with the one gay guy in the frat.

This time, it’s Tom Cruise.

Two Down, Two to Go

Two papers written. Two more to go, that are due Tuesday night by midnight.

I had hoped I would be able to play trivia Tuesday night, but it’s not looking so hot right now.

After the third paper I should be able to see some light at the end of the tunnel…

I guess they didn’t like the shoes

Today was cat chaos at our house. Apparently the cats don’t like the litter we’ve been using, so they decided to get revenge and used the floor for their toilet.

Oh, it gets worse. Someone moved the party out of the bathroom and into my shoes. But not just any shoes that were laying around. Shoes that I had out because I was going to wear them with my bridesmaid dress to Aubrey’s wedding — that were IN A BAG.

So whichever cat bears the guilt of this travesty actually had to paw the bag open to let it loose all over/inside the shoes. Needless to say, the shoes are no more.

Next time, I’d prefer it if he/she just chewed them up. It wouldn’t gross me out as much.

Megan in Washington (D.C., that is)

So I’m here… my second and last night in Washington, D.C.

I attended the first part of the Politics Online Conference today at George Washington University. The hot topics really centered around blogging, which was definitely good for me to hear. All though I blog, I don’t really consider myself a “blogger,” per se. Though, according to my boss, when e-mailing first took off they weren’t called “e-mailers,” either.

But today I was in the company of real, big-time bloggers. Not just the panelists or the presenters, but the audience as well. There were many active bloggers there; I would assume many of them were political bloggers, but I think the majority were what I would call social-environment bloggers. They comment on the environment of society, or what is social. I don’t know if there is a difference or not. It’s probably a matter of opinion.

But on to D.C. I’ve never been here before, and it’s kind of a shame I don’t have more time to do some sight-seeing. But, hey, that’s why it’s called “here on business.” A girl at the college today told me there’s some really great shopping in Georgetown, but I didn’t want to take a 20 minute ride down there by myself at 6 p.m. with my feet already killing me. Yeah, I’m kind of lame. But I’ve been told not to go to Georgetown by myself. What, is it worse than Cabrini or something?

So even though D.C. is technically in the South (I think… does this still qualify as South?)(I just looked at a map… sorry I guess it’s not south. Sorry to have misjudged you, Virginia.)ANYWAY… the point I was trying to make (no, not that I am geographically challenged – hey so is the rest of America so fuck off) is that customer service in this town BLOWS. People are not friendly. I never thought I would say this, but I miss southern hospitality. I haven’t really been treated rudely, but there’s no trying to be nice to the customer at all.

Well, ok, I was treated rudely this morning. The shower handle would not turn, therefore I could not take a shower. I pulled and pushed with all of my might, but alas, no water. So I called down to the front desk to ask for some help and was told they would send someone up. Thirty minutes later, no one had come up to help me, so I called again. The same woman answered, asked me (again) if no one had come up, and then — oh yes, like it was MY fault the shower wouldn’t work and engineering didn’t respond to her call — hung up on ME.

But about 5 minutes later a dude came upstairs to help. It took all 300 pounds (or more) of him to turn the water on.

I felt stupid for about a minute, but then realized I was running over half an hour late and jumped in the shower. The moldy, grimy shower. So much for luxury. Whoever runs this hotel’s Web site needs a raise and an award.

But, I can see the lights of the city from my hotel window and I know tomorrow I will learn much more, and then get to go home to my family of Ian and the kitties.

Now I’m going to eat my Au Bon Pain sandwich that the people at the restaurant irritatingly made for me… making it very clear that it was close to closing time and they weren’t going to speak audibly or nicely to me… no matter how much they were charging me for the food.


Megan G. Goes to Washington

Tomorrow afternoon I will be catching a plane and flying (by myself) to Washington, D.C. for a two-day political/technological conference at George Washington University. My company is sending me there.

So. Awesome.

I have never been to D.C. before, and while I’m a little nervous, I’m more excited. The conference sounds really cool–I’ll be learning about how technology is influencing and being used in politics today. There will be all sorts of famous (in the political and technological fields) speakers discussing new technology, including the Internet and the blogging phenomenon. (I’m especially looking forward to hearing about and from the bloggers, since 1. I am one and 2. I am thinking about writing one of my final papers on blogging and politics.

Whoa. I just had an idea. One of my questions for my midterms (due in less than a week, haven’t started, have to write four papers) asks how technology should be evaluated in political terms. Hmmm… sounds like I have a few questions to ask these people at the conference, eh?

Anyway, I’ll try to blog the trip while I’m on it; otherwise look for an update when I get back… probably Thursday or Friday.

Wish me luck!

p.s. Can you get arrested for spitting on the sidewalk outside the White House?

Hardest. Decision. Ever.

I am really thinking about taking some time off from working on my master’s in mass communications. I say “taking time off” because I don’t want to say the word “quit.” I have come to realize that perhaps the result is not worth the sacrifice. I knew going in that when I got the master’s degree I would not automatically get a raise or a new career. I love my job right now. I think I started the degree when I was at the hospital because, even though I liked it there, I was not where I wanted to be career-wise. Now I feel that I am more on the right path.

I love my job. I love being a writer. One day, I would like to be an editor.

This does not require a master’s degree.

I feel like I am devoting all of my free time, what little of it I have, to school. There are times when I feel that it is holding me back from excelling at my job. Sometimes I would like to take stuff home from work to work on, but I can’t because I have homework.

I just really want to focus on my career, or on my LIFE, right now, and I don’t think that being in school is going to help much. Or any.

I talked to my boss about it, and she thinks that the only reason I’d need the master’s is if one day I’d like to teach, or if I want to go back into corporate America and move up the ranks. No thanks.

Plus, I can always go back, right?

The reasons I don’t want to quit? I don’t like quitting. I consider myself intelligent, I think others do, too, but for some reason I feel that I need a higher degree to validate that. (How’s that for doing it for all the wrong reasons?)

Also, I don’t want people to think I couldn’t handle it. I could handle it. I am handling it. I got my mid-semester grades today and I am making As in both classes.

I can handle the work and the subject matter. But the time I give up for it vs. what I get in return is not convincing anymore. I should not dread school; I have always loved it. But all of this theory and research and reading several hundred pages every week is just not cutting it anymore.

And knowing that there is a 99% chance nothing will change when I finish the degree (career wise), there isn’t much incentive left.

I think I am also a bit competitive with Ian, as he’s working on his master’s in biostatistics now. But it’s not the same program, so I need to stop feeling like I am less worthy if I quit. When he gets his master’s he’ll be able to move into a whole new career — that’s what he wants and needs. Not getting my master’s doesn’t make me less intelligent than him, does it? It can’t be that black and white. Everyone is intelligent in their own way, and I can’t even compete with him and his crazy-smart math brain. I know where I excel, and he knows where he (realllly) excels. He really is too cool for school. :)

So… if I’ve got my career already, what the hell am I doing punishing myself over this? Why is it so hard for me to just leave the program? I don’t have to burn any bridges… I can always go back if I need to.

I feel like I spent so much time in undergrad working or doing stuff for school that I missed out on some fun. I am afraid of the last of my 20s slipping away with my nose buried in books. I rarely leave the house on weekends anymore so that I can scramble to read my readings and write my papers. I am behind on everything in my life.

Why do I equate death with stopping? Isn’t it ok for me to NOT have 600 things going at once? Isn’t it ok for me to have a life? A hobby? Time to focus on myself and on my career? Does it mean I’m lazy if I actually have time to breathe?