Glamour
Posted by Gypsy on Aug 29, 2005
My trip to Ohio is already half over. I can’t believe there is only four days left. I have no time for a good update, that will happen when I get home, but there is one bit of news I’m choosing to share.
I was doing some homework this afternoon when my phone rang. Since most of the people who call me are here, I wondered who it was.
I answer the phone and a nice lady tells me she’s calling from Glamour magazine. My first thought is she’s trying to sell me a subscription. Since it’s a magazine I read almost religiously, I figured I’d hear her out.
I’m listening to her when I realize that she is talking about a letter to the editor I wrote a few weeks ago. It seems, she is calling to verify who I am because it may be running in a future issue.
She didn’t say she’d definitely run it, only that it’s being considered. But that’s pretty exciting.
Best. Airport. Ever.
Posted by Gypsy on Aug 26, 2005
So my flight gets in to Columbus at 6 a.m. EST. I’m sitting in the terminal trying to figure out what I’m going to do for the next 3 hours while I wait for Hubby’s plane to get in. I find this quaint little restaurant that serves breakfast and decide to go on in. As I’m sitting at my table I decide to play some computer. I turn on the computer and the most wonderful thing happens.
Wait for it….
Wait for it….
IT OPENS AN INTERNET CONNECTION!!!!!!!!!!
That’s right, the Columbus airport has FREE wi-fi throughout the whole airport.
I’m in heaven. And it’s got full signal.
At least I know what I’m doing for the next couple hours.
Google Talk
Posted by Gypsy on Aug 24, 2005
If I could only use one web site for the rest of my life, it would be Google. Not satisfied with having an amazing search engine, awesome (and free) email program with massive storage, map program, Google Suggest, Google Ride Finder, personalized search, Google Desktop and so much more than I feel like listing, but now they have a IM/VoIP application.
Because Google Talk is still in Beta form (and probably will be for awhile), users must have a Gmail account. Gmail is by invitation only, but I have a hundred of those, so drop your email address in the comments and I’ll send it to you.
I haven’t had a lot of time to play with it, but from my initial glance, it seems like a great program.
There is only one downside that I’ve discovered, which is Google Talk is only fully compatible with Windows 2000/XP. But don’t worry, my fellow Mac lovers, it is compatible with iChat. And, just to cover my bases, for those of you using Linux, it is also compatible with GAIM and Psi. And if you aren’t using Windows, the VoIP isn’t usable.
If you see me there, drop me a hello. Anyone who needs my screen name, just leave a note in the comments. Though like I said, it’s the same as your Gmail name.
Panic Attack
Posted by Gypsy on Aug 23, 2005
So school started yesterday. The school only lets online students take two at a time because they are only eight weeks long. Usually I hate that because I’m ready to be done with school. But for once I’m grateful.
The first class I’m taking is a simple algebra class. Nothing too hard, it should be an easy A.
The second class is a management class. And let’s just say I almost had a panic attack while the syllabus was printing and called Hubby practically in tears. Just the syllabus is about 15 pages long. The workload each week is crazy and on top of it the teacher wants us to be online and posting five days a week.
The reason I take classes online is because I need flexibility. There are a lot of days when I don’t have any time to work on homework and then a day where I’ll have hours to work on it. Plus I’m going on leave next week to visit Hubby before he deploys. I’d rather not spend our last week together doing homework. Growl. If it wouldn’t cost me $750 I’d totally drop this class.
Anyway, the point of this rant is that I may not be able to post too much over the coming weeks as I spend time with Hubby and get settled into school. Or my posts will just consist of photos or something. Or incoherent babble as I start to have a breakdown from the stress of school.
