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Back to School (Again)

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I registered for a few classes at TCC – Principles of Accounting I and Pre-Calculus. I know, I know — you’re thinking, why does this girl sign up for weird, boring classes like accounting and calculus and rhetoric?  I’m taking them because I have decided to apply to the MBA program at ODU (and maybe a few other places) next year. Calculus is a required course to apply, and so are Accounting I and II (at a few other places).

Of course, I’ve made the decision to apply to grad school for multiple things over the past few years, so perhaps this plan will change again. If I remember correctly, my decision to take Modern Rhetoric last year was supposed to put me on the path towards earning an M.A. in English. And if you’ve been reading this blog long enough, you might recall my passionate plan to enroll in the Walter Cronkite School at Arizona State.

In order to prepare for my bright future as a business expert (and to build on my already-exceptional marketing skills), I’ve been keeping up with the blogs kept by the likes of Nadira Hira (writer for Fortune), Jeremy Pepper (of POP! PR), Guy Kawasaki, and Garr Reynolds (Presentation Zen). 

Actually, I’ve been avidly reading these blogs because my friend Chris DeMay took down his website – most likely due to a lack of participation – and I found myself looking for additional reading material.

If you can’t tell, I’m trying to make my LJ more interactive by providing more relevant links in the text. Have fun clicking.

A Brief History of How I Developed My Computing Skills

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It occurred to me this morning that I have been fumbling around with computers for approximately 20 years now. It’s no wonder I’m such a computer genius.

Playing on the computer used to be so much more fun. For example, making banners with the first version of The Print Shop, and printing them out on that primitive, perforated printer paper with the holes on the sides! Yay for the old school Apple II series (which recently celebrated is 30th anniversary).

My first instant messaging experience
I sent a message from the family room computer to the computer in my parents’ bedroom. Then I ran in there and sent a message back to myself in the family room. Then I ran into the family room and sent a message back to the bedroom. (Notice how this used to be less of a social networking experience and more of a physical activity.)

Early gaming
I definitely learned a few things from Where in the World is Carmen San Diego? – mainly the states and capitals, the locations of various foreign countries, and the beginnings of my impeccable detective (aka “Internet stalking”) skills. I liked Carmen San Diego much, much more than The Oregon Trail. The only thing I learned from that game was how to ration money and kill off the rest of the people in my wagon in order to keep more food for myself.

Adopting e-mail
My first e-mail address was (Don’t try to e-mail me there. AOL sucks, and that address doesn’t exist anymore. The AIM name Atlantys23 still belongs to me, however, and you might catch me on there once in a blue moon.) I used AOL to keep in touch with friends from summer camp and hang out in the occasional teen chatroom (13/F/NJ u?). Those chatrooms always turned into an insult-fest. I vaguely remember typing something along the lines of “well, you have the IQ of a tube of toothpaste” to more than one stupid ass in another time zone. By this time, Where in the World is Carmen San Diego? was a television show.

Keyboard brilliance
I learned to type in high school, but luckily I still got to take my standardized tests on paper with a No. 2 pencil and an answer sheet. (Do kids still take SATs with pencils anymore?) According to multiple online typing tests, I type approximately 103-108 WPM.

My computers
When I started college in 1999, I had a computer that was solely mine for the first time ever. It was a piece of crap. It would freeze, and the power button wouldn’t turn it off, and I would have to pull the plug and kick it to turn it off and start over. (This probably had something to do with all of the music I was illegally hoarding off Napster and Limewire.) I learned the value of saving my work every five minutes, along with grasping the concept of an ethernet cable, being connected to the Internet 24 hours a day, managing multiple e-mail accounts, and using the computer to communicate with people in the next room.

In 2000, at Virginia Tech, I got my second computer. That one worked a lot better. I learned how to reformat my own hard drive and operate a computer while under the influence of alcohol. I also discovered the usefulness of an FTP site and submitted my homework online, and I was the proud owner of a pirated version of Windows XP by the time I graduated college.

Internet omniscience
If you’re an avid reader of this blog, I’m sure you remember the arrival of my post-graduation laptop. All hell broke loose! I came to terms with wireless Internet, I mastered [the basic concept of] HTML code, I started up the LJ, and I I finally broke down about two years ago and created a MySpace page. I’ve found roommate after roommate on; I pay my bills online; I’ve got more than four functioning e-mail addresses; I’m on my second iPod and my fourth digital camera; I’m making money off of at least four different websites while I sit here at my desk (Associated Content, CafePress, SurveySavvy and eBay); I’m working hard on developing my new Virb profile, and my pride and joy at the moment is my 250GB external hard drive (that my awesome boyfriend gave me for Christmas). You’ll get more results Googling “VTJerseyGirl03” than you will “Lisa DeNoia,” and I even have an abbreviated version of my online alias (VTJG03) on my license plates!

So, there you have it – how to become a computer genius in 20 years.

Anyway, back to work (and Internet browsing, and solitaire, and MySpace, and Facebook, and Virb, and Google, and e-mail, and Vision, and…you get the point).

Oh, and at some point during this 20-year technological revolution, Where in the World is Carmen San Diego? became a board game?


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I’ll tell you, between browsing through the Verizon store for a new cell phone yesterday and reading this article today, I’ve been left pondering this:

How much longer until my phone, my iPod, my computer, my camera, my USB flash memory drive and my Wiimote are all encapsulated into one tiny device that fits in my pocket?

Probably not much longer at all.

This girl is brilliant.

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Have you read this? Boy, did she hit the nail on the head. She even managed to score a blog out of the damn thing. Check it out —–> The Gig. Anyone want to buy me a subscription to Fortune magazine?

“We just want to dance all night…”

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I just read this article in Time Magazine about Twixters (you can read it here) — the generation that can’t seem to get their shit together and settle down. It made me laugh. I’m glad I’m not the only one gallavanting aimlessly about the country trying to decide what kind of job I want. I’m not the only slacker, I’m not the only one who wants to put off getting married for another five years, not the only one with no health insurance stressing out about a cracked filling, not the only one who gets sick of jobs every three or four months, and I’m certainly not the only one drinking on random Tuesday nights contemplating becoming a bartender or compulsive poker player for better money. Apparently I’m just part of an overwhelming trend, borrowing money from my parents, procrastinating in various parts of the country, and looking forward to doing all sorts of crazy things in life. And I’m glad about that, too. If most of my generation is going to live well into their 80s, why shouldn’t we waste some time figuring out how we’d like to do it? Give us a break. We’re just awesome and you’re just jealous.

P.S. It’s Fat Tuesday. Party like a rock star.