Have a Holly Jolly Christmas!
Dec. 19th, 2005 10:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skkyechanAlthough it really doesn't feel like it to me. Perhaps it's because I haven't done anything that really signifies Christmas to me-- Mom and Dad decorated the tree this year (which is fake and doesn't smell, to add insult to injury); Mom and I haven't made any Christmas fudge (that'll come Wednesday); and because I'm a poor starving graduate student I haven't had any opportunity to go Christmas shopping. About the only hint I had to the approach of Christmas was the fact that it was friggin' freezin' in Davis-- and now that I'm down in MV (where the high today was a balmy 76 degrees), I don't even have that.
Mrr.. but, yes. Last week was a blur-- got lots of random things taken care of since I won't be back 'till the second week of January. Finished up that bothersome phylogeny paper, and muddled my way through the entertainment at the holiday party. Mom came up and delivered my new (to me, at least) futon, which is awesome. She was also nice enough to cook and clean as I was running around frantically like a chicken with my head cut off. We made the drive down from Davis to MV on Saturday, and I've spent the past few days recuperating.
I was supposed to drive up to Westwood today to hang out with the ever-awesome![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
d1ucb4u and Pete, but I just was not feeling good today. :P I'll definitely try to make my way up there before I head back to Davis, since I miss you guys.
Chatted with one of my GOC friends, Jess, tonight-- I totally don't realize how much I miss my friends until I hear from them again. When we lived together Jess would always ask these random science questions and I'd spend hours explaining things to her. We went through a few of the questions she came up with while in China (and while visitng her personal trainer today), and it was very bittersweet... *sigh* Just one of those times in my life where I wish things could have continued indefinitely. But even if I'd stayed in Westwood things wouldn't have been the same. Still makes me a bit melancholy, though.
In other news,nalroth is again the best boyfriend ever. I got a package from amazon.com today-- he'd sent me something to stick under the Christmas tree to open on Christmas morning. This of course lead to loud exclaimations of dismay and much declarations of affection and warnings of retribution. ;) And then later this evening there was an artist on deviantArt who was offering a kiriban. I'd wanted to make an attempt at catching it, but then my parents dragged me downstairs to watch March of the Penguins (a movie which really didn't excite me)... I happened to mention my mission to nalroth, and lo and behold, when I called him after the movie was over he'd managed to snag a screenshot of the lucky number and sent off an e-mail to the artist. I just felt incredibly special that he'd humored me with this silly little wish of mine... He really is the most amazing boyfriend evaaaaaaaaar. I'm so lucky!! (Mine! Mine mine mine mine mine!) ;D
Anywho,illucian posted something on her LJ that I thought might be worth doing myself. And without further adeiu...
I was born Kristin Niccole Jett on November 11th, 1982 (even though I was supposed to be a Halloween baby-- I feel gipped). My mom was 26 and my dad 36, and I came around just 11 months after they were married. I grew up in Arroyo Grande, one of a group of five cities which make up, originally enough, the five-cities area. I'm really very appreciative of the area my parents raised me in, and I think it's the best place in the world to raise a family. The beach was five minutes to the west, Lopez Lake twenty minutes to the east, San Luis Obispo (SLO) and Montana de Oro to the north, and Santa Maria, Solvang and Santa Barbara at various distances to the south. The area is beautiful beyond belief and had a pleasant mixture of city-type things (like movie theaters and pizza places) and outdoorsy-things (like beaches, creeks, forests and such) that lead to a very well-rounded existance. The fact that my Dad spent lots of time taking Brea and I on outdoors excursions, either to the tidepools or along fenced trails to catch lizards, made just as deep an impact on my personality. Dad also happened to work at the local nuclear power plant (Diablo Canyon), and before 9/11 it was common practice to have school groups take tours out at their bio lab (which studied the various forms of protected species, like peregrines, which made their homes on it's private land) and the simulator (where they train people what buttons to push in case of emergency). Mom moved to the area to teach kids with special needs, but found herself taking a job in some sort of book keeping role out at Diablo, where she met my dad. Later on in life she went back and got a degree in accounting, and now owns her own small business which drives her crazy while we're not around.
My family was also a very big part of my life. Both sides of the family are pretty much American mutts-- we don't have much 'heritage', which always made me a bit sad, though there must be a fair amount of British Isle blood in our veins due to the fair complexion and curly hair. My dad's side of the family (his three brothers and other assorted relations) pretty much confined themselves to his native West Virginia-- I've seen them maybe three or four times my entire life. Accordingly, almost all my familial interactions have been through my Mom's side, msot of whom nested somewhere in the greater LA basin. I myself have one sibling, Breanne Michelle, who is absolutely stunning both physically and personality-wise. After a year at SDSU she decided to resettle back in AG, and is doing an absolutely stellar job at the local JC-- and, as I hear it, is currently attempting to enroll in the nursing program there.
While Brea's tall, with smooth olive skin, cerulean eyes, and a mop of dark curls (can you say super-model?), I ended up a very different body type. Shorter and a bit stockier, with very fair skin (which lead to a bout of skin cancer when I was 13)-- at least we share the curls and the eyes, although mine are both lighter. My hair has tended to stay shoulder-length on average-- the longest being just after graduation, before I cut it and donated to Locks of Love, and the shortest being in 4th grade when my mom took me to a new barber who cut it incredibly short and buzzed the back (we were both traumatized by that experience). Right now it's still above my shoulders, and though it gives me a mushroom-head effect I kind of like it. I'll probably grow it out to past the shoulders again, though this depends on whether or notnalroth has any preferences.
I was incredibly energetic and creative growing up. I was always reading, imagining, writing little plays, designing things to build, planning adventures, etc. I was quite precocious, and my parents put me through the gamut of activities to keep me busy-- the usual soccer, t-ball, basketball, but also 4-H and Odyssey of the Mind. The latter two made a huge impact on me growing up, and I hope to be able to get my future children involved in such activities if I have the chance. I was what people called a 'GATE' child (I forget what the acronym stood for, something starting with 'Giftend and Talented' I think..)-- in our school system they pulled all the kids out of class in second grade and gave them IQ tests. Those that scored high enough were eligible for special classes and activities-- GATE activities. But really GATE children tend to have particular personalities-- I was confident, creative, and more than a bit crazy. I knew what I wanted to do and I did it, and usually did it well. I dabbled in all sorts of things growing up, and my parents were always there to support and encourage me. Unfortunately my 'uniqueness' also lead to being bullied-- I was the brunt of most jokes all throughout elementary school, and I never quite found a place where I belonged.
In 1995 we, like so many other families, finally got AOL and the internet. I was terribly excited because I'd heard rumors of fan-chatrooms devoted to the works of Mercedes Lackey, my favorite author. It was while bumbling around on the message board and chatroom system that I first ran intozhai and later mythicalgryphon. zhai was nice enough to let us run amok with her world, Di'Quinasev, and during the next three or four years I met other amazing and interesting people like braunian, illucian, goldenmist, sunraven and anguirel. Around 1998/1999 my RL started getting more and more complicated, and I eventually drifted away from the group to go figure things out.
Mmm... There's probably more to say, but I'm tired. ;)
Mrr.. but, yes. Last week was a blur-- got lots of random things taken care of since I won't be back 'till the second week of January. Finished up that bothersome phylogeny paper, and muddled my way through the entertainment at the holiday party. Mom came up and delivered my new (to me, at least) futon, which is awesome. She was also nice enough to cook and clean as I was running around frantically like a chicken with my head cut off. We made the drive down from Davis to MV on Saturday, and I've spent the past few days recuperating.
I was supposed to drive up to Westwood today to hang out with the ever-awesome
d1ucb4u and Pete, but I just was not feeling good today. :P I'll definitely try to make my way up there before I head back to Davis, since I miss you guys. Chatted with one of my GOC friends, Jess, tonight-- I totally don't realize how much I miss my friends until I hear from them again. When we lived together Jess would always ask these random science questions and I'd spend hours explaining things to her. We went through a few of the questions she came up with while in China (and while visitng her personal trainer today), and it was very bittersweet... *sigh* Just one of those times in my life where I wish things could have continued indefinitely. But even if I'd stayed in Westwood things wouldn't have been the same. Still makes me a bit melancholy, though.
In other news,
nalroth is again the best boyfriend ever. I got a package from amazon.com today-- he'd sent me something to stick under the Christmas tree to open on Christmas morning. This of course lead to loud exclaimations of dismay and much declarations of affection and warnings of retribution. ;) And then later this evening there was an artist on deviantArt who was offering a kiriban. I'd wanted to make an attempt at catching it, but then my parents dragged me downstairs to watch March of the Penguins (a movie which really didn't excite me)... I happened to mention my mission to nalroth, and lo and behold, when I called him after the movie was over he'd managed to snag a screenshot of the lucky number and sent off an e-mail to the artist. I just felt incredibly special that he'd humored me with this silly little wish of mine... He really is the most amazing boyfriend evaaaaaaaaar. I'm so lucky!! (Mine! Mine mine mine mine mine!) ;DAnywho,
illucian posted something on her LJ that I thought might be worth doing myself. And without further adeiu...I was born Kristin Niccole Jett on November 11th, 1982 (even though I was supposed to be a Halloween baby-- I feel gipped). My mom was 26 and my dad 36, and I came around just 11 months after they were married. I grew up in Arroyo Grande, one of a group of five cities which make up, originally enough, the five-cities area. I'm really very appreciative of the area my parents raised me in, and I think it's the best place in the world to raise a family. The beach was five minutes to the west, Lopez Lake twenty minutes to the east, San Luis Obispo (SLO) and Montana de Oro to the north, and Santa Maria, Solvang and Santa Barbara at various distances to the south. The area is beautiful beyond belief and had a pleasant mixture of city-type things (like movie theaters and pizza places) and outdoorsy-things (like beaches, creeks, forests and such) that lead to a very well-rounded existance. The fact that my Dad spent lots of time taking Brea and I on outdoors excursions, either to the tidepools or along fenced trails to catch lizards, made just as deep an impact on my personality. Dad also happened to work at the local nuclear power plant (Diablo Canyon), and before 9/11 it was common practice to have school groups take tours out at their bio lab (which studied the various forms of protected species, like peregrines, which made their homes on it's private land) and the simulator (where they train people what buttons to push in case of emergency). Mom moved to the area to teach kids with special needs, but found herself taking a job in some sort of book keeping role out at Diablo, where she met my dad. Later on in life she went back and got a degree in accounting, and now owns her own small business which drives her crazy while we're not around.
My family was also a very big part of my life. Both sides of the family are pretty much American mutts-- we don't have much 'heritage', which always made me a bit sad, though there must be a fair amount of British Isle blood in our veins due to the fair complexion and curly hair. My dad's side of the family (his three brothers and other assorted relations) pretty much confined themselves to his native West Virginia-- I've seen them maybe three or four times my entire life. Accordingly, almost all my familial interactions have been through my Mom's side, msot of whom nested somewhere in the greater LA basin. I myself have one sibling, Breanne Michelle, who is absolutely stunning both physically and personality-wise. After a year at SDSU she decided to resettle back in AG, and is doing an absolutely stellar job at the local JC-- and, as I hear it, is currently attempting to enroll in the nursing program there.
While Brea's tall, with smooth olive skin, cerulean eyes, and a mop of dark curls (can you say super-model?), I ended up a very different body type. Shorter and a bit stockier, with very fair skin (which lead to a bout of skin cancer when I was 13)-- at least we share the curls and the eyes, although mine are both lighter. My hair has tended to stay shoulder-length on average-- the longest being just after graduation, before I cut it and donated to Locks of Love, and the shortest being in 4th grade when my mom took me to a new barber who cut it incredibly short and buzzed the back (we were both traumatized by that experience). Right now it's still above my shoulders, and though it gives me a mushroom-head effect I kind of like it. I'll probably grow it out to past the shoulders again, though this depends on whether or not
nalroth has any preferences.I was incredibly energetic and creative growing up. I was always reading, imagining, writing little plays, designing things to build, planning adventures, etc. I was quite precocious, and my parents put me through the gamut of activities to keep me busy-- the usual soccer, t-ball, basketball, but also 4-H and Odyssey of the Mind. The latter two made a huge impact on me growing up, and I hope to be able to get my future children involved in such activities if I have the chance. I was what people called a 'GATE' child (I forget what the acronym stood for, something starting with 'Giftend and Talented' I think..)-- in our school system they pulled all the kids out of class in second grade and gave them IQ tests. Those that scored high enough were eligible for special classes and activities-- GATE activities. But really GATE children tend to have particular personalities-- I was confident, creative, and more than a bit crazy. I knew what I wanted to do and I did it, and usually did it well. I dabbled in all sorts of things growing up, and my parents were always there to support and encourage me. Unfortunately my 'uniqueness' also lead to being bullied-- I was the brunt of most jokes all throughout elementary school, and I never quite found a place where I belonged.
In 1995 we, like so many other families, finally got AOL and the internet. I was terribly excited because I'd heard rumors of fan-chatrooms devoted to the works of Mercedes Lackey, my favorite author. It was while bumbling around on the message board and chatroom system that I first ran into
zhai and later mythicalgryphon. zhai was nice enough to let us run amok with her world, Di'Quinasev, and during the next three or four years I met other amazing and interesting people like braunian, illucian, goldenmist, sunraven and anguirel. Around 1998/1999 my RL started getting more and more complicated, and I eventually drifted away from the group to go figure things out.Mmm... There's probably more to say, but I'm tired. ;)
