My daughter is a freshman at USU. I called her last night and asked her how she's doing with her classes. She answered with "I'm PWNing" and prounounced it like pone.
I was clueless. So was the Big Ragu (that is that we call the Pater Familia here; father of my child; head of household; love of my life; significant other; soul mate; third and current husband).
"Poning? What is that," I asked. "No, it's Pown, as in Own, spelled PWN," she said. "I'm owning this."
Oh... she's owning it. Excuse me, she's PWNing it. That's a good thing. Okay.
I looked it up on wikipedia and urban dictionary and apparently it's part of "leet speak" vocabulary used by gamers and internet online communicators who are a lot more hip and happening than I am. In fact I am pretty sure they never use the terms "hip," much less "happening."
I posted "PWNing" as my facebook status today and nobody commented. I am assuming they, like me, did not know what in the heck I was talking about. I certainly did not feel very PWN-worthy today, but I posted it anyway, just to see if there would be a reply. Zip. Not a one.
I am assuming that PWN is a verb and can be conjugated, used in past or present tense, but I read that it can also be a noun, as in the example "that is some serious PWNage you've done this week."
I'm going to add it to my vocabulary and use it the next time I talk to the daughter. Just to mess with her.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
I've got this. At least that's what I keep telling myself.
I went back to work full time in 2008 when my daughter got her driver's license. "I won't be needing you anymore," she said. "You'd better get a life."
Okay, so I did. Not that I didn't have "a life" before that, I was coordinating several non-profit events from Ogden to Logan, plus designing bead jewelry using historical beads and doing several shows a year. But it was time to go back to work full time... I was being "released from my assignment" as private chauffeur, dance mom, skating mom, debate club mom.
I updated my resume, and it went quickly from there - I got the first job I applied for, but then again it was a perfect fit: Conference Coordinator at USU. Now in my third year at the university - and as the saying goes: "When in Rome..." Being in the middle of campus will all the great academic flow going on around me was inspirational - so... in 2009 I decided to go back to school and finish that degree that I'd left hanging while life took center stage.
Work, school, and still involved in non-profit events, groups and organizations that are near and dear to my heart. Sounds like a lot, doesn't it? Well... so far, so good... I've got this.
Okay, so I did. Not that I didn't have "a life" before that, I was coordinating several non-profit events from Ogden to Logan, plus designing bead jewelry using historical beads and doing several shows a year. But it was time to go back to work full time... I was being "released from my assignment" as private chauffeur, dance mom, skating mom, debate club mom.
I updated my resume, and it went quickly from there - I got the first job I applied for, but then again it was a perfect fit: Conference Coordinator at USU. Now in my third year at the university - and as the saying goes: "When in Rome..." Being in the middle of campus will all the great academic flow going on around me was inspirational - so... in 2009 I decided to go back to school and finish that degree that I'd left hanging while life took center stage.
Work, school, and still involved in non-profit events, groups and organizations that are near and dear to my heart. Sounds like a lot, doesn't it? Well... so far, so good... I've got this.
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