tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33813952024-03-08T12:56:58.857-08:00Tara's CornerMy little world, digitized.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger247125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-64692478692773776982009-06-15T13:44:00.000-07:002009-06-15T14:08:46.864-07:00It's Officially OverI don't even know if anyone reads this anymore. Maybe some old friends will think of me and look here.You can find me on my big-girl blog... www.tarapoirier.comIt's not as much of a diary as it is a general commentary on business and marketing and practical how-tos. Still, this will be the last post.I hope all is well in your world....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-45030273479296931272008-03-01T12:40:00.000-08:002008-03-01T12:50:35.458-08:00I'm Not Dead.I'm not dead. Facebook has taken the need out of this blog as many of you just message me there, or I message you. So I guess, in a sense, Facebook killed Blogger. I was never a MySpacer, so that didn't do any "killing" of blogger.... and LinkedIn? Well, that's just a place to connect professionally. What is going on with Tara is easily seen on my profile, on what users have lovinglyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-22846184858605673542007-06-04T14:43:00.000-07:002007-06-04T14:47:01.080-07:00Wasting TimeIn the mood to waste some time. Read the notes on this site:Passive Aggressive NotesToo funny!Oh, and Facebook is a way to drop your productivity significantly...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-10986921476725523162007-04-11T22:13:00.000-07:002007-04-11T22:28:43.839-07:00Free EXPRESS Vista Upgrade Through Moduslink?My guess is that this post is going to be found by someone, somewhere, experiencing the same situation that I am. I purchased my laptop in January with the anticipation of a free Vista upgrade. Not just free, but EXPRESS. The word EXPRESS implies fast, faster than the other forms of acquisition. And if you call 4 months faster than walking into Best Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-62364762522561576202007-04-03T20:52:00.000-07:002007-04-03T21:14:39.577-07:00Weddings, Weddings, Everywhere... Weddings, Weddings, In My Hair!My bestest friend (aka my "wife) is getting married to *gasp* a man. While some of you re-read that sentence a few times, I will continue to type about nothing. Shall I explain? Okay, since you asked so nicely.It was the Spring semester of 12th grade and I was taking Law 12 with Mr. Derbyshire. He was famous in the school as a fair Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-64621652012524676932007-03-29T22:01:00.000-07:002007-03-29T22:06:52.370-07:00Still Got Some Fans...Wow, was surprised to hear from a few of you, still checking every now and then. Glad to know that I'm moderately amusing whist you surf your regular netspots.Life goes by so fast sometimes that you forget where you are. The problem with "living for the weekend" I suppose. I mean I've been with the same company for a year now. A year. I've been graduated for over a year nowUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-44610488943685470432007-03-15T17:42:00.000-07:002007-03-15T17:57:09.825-07:00Two Days in a Row?Look what I can do!Today is Thursday. Thursday is that weird day that is in between the anticipation of Hump Day and the joy that is Friday. For six years I forgot what Friday meant.They say you shouldn't go through life waiting for the weekends. I know very few people, even those that love their jobs that don't live for the weekend. I imagine that, if given the proper position,Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-8862460940921721182007-03-14T19:14:00.000-07:002007-03-14T19:42:22.853-07:00I Promise I Promise... I wish I could really promise you that I would write more often. Truth be told, I rarely sit down to my computer to write much of anything these days. I miss it. I'm reading "The Historian" by Elizabeth Kostova while I'm in Seattle and as I read all I can think about it how when I was little I wanted to be a writer. Her words are so eloquently written, so descriptive that Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1168051944176536012007-01-05T18:48:00.000-08:002007-01-05T18:52:24.186-08:00I'm Not DeadSo it has been nearly a year since my last post and for that I am terribly sorry. Perhaps many of you have given up hope on me, so my thoughts here will go unheard of. That fact, I am not terribly sorry for.The reason I haven't posted? I don't know really. I got a job with a construction firm as a marketing assistant to no one. I have been incredibly busy doing such exciting things asUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1166551879337934842006-12-19T10:10:00.000-08:002006-12-19T10:11:19.346-08:00These boots were made for walking....I will update soon. Trying to formulate the last 9 months without causing myself further strain or damage.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1143419504295581182006-03-26T16:25:00.000-08:002006-03-26T16:31:44.306-08:00I got a job...I got a job. Created a whole new situation. All I was thinking about was paying bills... I wasn't thinking about the maintenance of my most valued relationship. Must get place of my own. Brain no longer functioning. Too much change to quickly.Some people take the stairs out of the nest. I seem to like to find the biggest tree and jump.I hope all is well in your world.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1139471036516441272006-02-08T23:36:00.000-08:002006-02-08T23:44:17.546-08:00Associate's Degree vs. Diploma - The Trials and Tribulations of a New Grad and Her ResumeSigh.My life, lately, has consisted of resumes, recruiters, and redundancy. The three R's of a job hunter. I know I haven't written much lately, and I am sorry, but people - bear with me here - I have to get a life.So my dilemma of the week? (Maybe you have some insight) In America, a post-secondary diploma Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1135268207956044352005-12-22T08:15:00.000-08:002005-12-22T08:16:47.970-08:00It's Over I graduated today.Bring on the job hunt, the bill paying, the loan repayment....I'm in shock and awe, but feel extremely blessed and grateful for my experience.January is just January... it's not the spring semester.Crazy stuff.Merry Christmas, and I hope all is well in your world.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1132819289325201232005-11-23T23:51:00.000-08:002005-11-24T00:01:29.336-08:00Happy Turkey Day Yankees!Ahhh, Thanksgiving. The day that celebrates the natives and the immigrants coming together to eat. And today is American Thanksgiving. Which leads me to my thought...Why do Canadians celebrate Thanksgiving? And WHY is it a month early? So I Googled (of course, I didn't actually Google, I just typed it into my ever-so-handy Mozilla Firefox address bar)....."Canadian Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1132174350796872032005-11-16T12:46:00.000-08:002005-11-16T12:52:30.810-08:00One of "Them"Some of you may recall a little over a year ago I purchased an iRiver H120 mp3 player. His name was George, and I loved him. The problem was, shortly before leaving for London George started to get tempermental. Knowing the flaws with the product I knew he was on his way out of commission and I couldn't have that. It was conveniently timed - the iPod Video had just come out.Because IUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1131392839545948722005-11-07T11:26:00.000-08:002005-11-07T18:06:36.656-08:00The Written Word10 years ago, young adults graduated high school with an acceptable level of literacy. Typically, they could write a paragraph with mostly correct spelling and grammar. I am quite confident this is on a severe decline.My father has a minor form of dyslexia. On occasion he will call to ask how something is spelled, usually because the letters get jumbled up in his head. The key Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1131052817946518122005-11-03T13:09:00.000-08:002005-11-03T13:20:59.076-08:00Okay.. Okay.. I'm Sorry. It's Chamkaurs Fault!So I have now received 2 emails from people saying, "Hey Tara? Get off your ass and amuse us for five minutes!" I'm here, I'm here... it's just that I'm taking Sales class right now and am being slave drived. On top of that? The trip to London/Leeds (although wonderful and an excellent time that I would not take back for anything) threw me behind in Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1127876910800864302005-09-27T20:01:00.000-07:002005-09-27T20:08:30.806-07:00Feeling........Ugly?There was a game many moons ago on the PC called "The 7th Guest." It was a puzzle/adventure game, and nearing the end of the came you arrive at a maze. When you make a mistake in the maze, a creepy male voice pops up at says, "Feeling.... loneeee-lllyyyy?" (Please note the exaggeration of lonely).Lately? I have changed that to feeling ugly. Fat, ugly, unattractive. Whatever. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1126164135954320352005-09-08T00:05:00.000-07:002005-09-08T12:58:48.966-07:00AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAnd it begins.Sales class. Chad's going to KUC and I have two classes with him and have placed some abnormal pressure on myself to ensure his success and acclimation to college life. Coming home to my family after 20 days of not being around (granted, I missed them all!). I'm flying to Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1123773808855109392005-08-11T08:12:00.000-07:002005-08-11T08:23:28.863-07:00Ibrahim FerrerSadly, many of you out there don't know who this man is. I'm not judging you - I didn't know until a few years ago. A documentary was put together called "Buena Vista Social Club" and it was about the Cuban musicians who basically had to go into hiding when communism was brought to Cuba. Cuban jazz has a sound of its own - and in the documentary, they showcase two excellent singers:Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1123357262562514882005-08-06T12:35:00.000-07:002005-08-06T12:41:09.183-07:00IntentIf one does not have the intent to do wrong, is one still wrong? I suppose in the criminal world, a charge would be dropped to negligence... which still has a "price tag" attached to it. Our price tag was 10%.For the first time in my entire academic life, my team and I were told we had stolen work... really Microsoft Word just dropped the footnotes and we missed one, but we did not have theUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1122255155125305072005-07-24T18:26:00.000-07:002005-07-24T18:36:30.486-07:00Beach BumFor the last two days I have managed to find a few minutes to lay in the sun. I even have a (insert studio audience gasp here) tan. The guilt of not spending that time doing something productive nearly eats me up inside... until I remember that I needed it to remain sane. No, I'm not going to say I 'deserved" it because there are plenty people in this world more hard up than myself who Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1119455433779566822005-06-22T08:47:00.000-07:002005-06-22T08:50:33.786-07:00Good Morning World....I've got to get ready for my meeting, but something wonderful happened and I just had to share.I woke up to no email.Now I know to some of you this isn't a big deal... but in the last 2 weeks of June or so, I received 143 emails that I had to reply to... this is not including junk mail... and this is in ONE account. Waking up to no email was a very freeing experience, and Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1119425650227985502005-06-22T00:27:00.001-07:002005-06-22T00:34:10.230-07:00June Sucks, and Other Random ThoughtsJune sucks. This one teacher has crunched EVERYTHING into June. When June is over, July comes, and then life is not SOOO much of a crisis. Actually, I am getting some good stuff done so soon, that I might actually remain sane... broke, but sane.It is 12:29am. I am tired and I have a meeting in the morning but I want to hear a little more of Howard Stern beforeUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3381395.post-1119210946143375652005-06-19T12:42:00.000-07:002005-06-19T12:55:46.150-07:00Clearly DeludedSo I recently discovered certain persons have found my blog without asking me for the address... certain proficient people. I don't know why I had assumed that no one cared about what I write here (other than myself and a few others) but I just.. assumed. I mean this HAS to be boring for y'all to read right??? This year I have had two shockers on who was reading my blog.... I Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0