Apparently I was eating mushrooms because that's the only explanation I have for the dream I had last night. The one where homeland security will still let you fly to Europe without a passport if you let them handcuff you. And Adam Levine will beat up people in front of you.
Half this stuff I don't even remember but it was WEIRD.
Then the cats woke me up. Charlie is a grumpy old lady cat and the kittens are....kittens.
Anya: poke poke poke. You up?
Charlie: Dude, WTF YO. I'M SLEEPING LEAVE ME ALONE YOU WHIPPERSNAPPER
Toothless: Huh?
Fizzgig: Chirp chirp snoooooooooze
Anya: SRSLY GUYS WHY ISN'T ANYONE PLAYING WITH ME
Charlie: And you expect ME out of EVERYONE to play?
Anya: yup. poke poke poke
Toothless: chirp chirp snooooooooze
Fizzgig: I'll play
Anya and Fizzgig: CHARLIE COME PLAY WITH US
Charlie: NOOOOOOOOO growl growl growl
Toothless: snooooooooze
That was this morning. It's hilarious. I'm totally in love with these kittens. More cat conversations to follow because I like this. Also, pictures.
Tuesday, December 04, 2012
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Leftover Fuming from the Election
All right, I have 2 blog posts in my head, but I'm going to write this one first. And be warned, it's a bit ranty. And political.
All through this election, I couldn't help but notice how COMPLETELY DIAMETRICALLY OPPOSED the "sides" were. I have "sides" in quotes because there was such a gulf in reasoning and in looking at the candidates. But there shouldn't be. This entire campaign season turned out to be "Candidate A is the devil incarnate and will destroy the country." Both sides were saying this. For completely different reasons, but both were pretty consistent.
Is it just me or has sanity and moderation gone the way of dial-up?
Take a look at this, for instance. From the ever-awesome cheezburger network.
I have to wonder. Who is right? Is there a right? Because I look at this and remember the entire media operations that exist solely to promote ideology (Fox, Conservapedia, 700 club, etc) and a bad situation that's getting worse (undermining womens' rights [Violence against Women Act is no longer relevant? In which universe?], defunding Planned Parenthood [which educates women on contraception and provides health services to people who otherwise couldn't afford it. Yup. They're undermining society], and a million other things that are chipping away at civil liberties that minorities and women have fought tooth and nail for. You're right, Mr. O'Reilly, the situation is getting worse)
But the more I think about it, and the more I talk to people, I start to wonder. Am I crazy? All these facts I look at, that education and contraception is the way to go, not abstinence and pro-life rallies? But we need war and guns and oil and gigantic trucks and GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY GUNS and LOOK AT ME I'M PATRIOTIC. And because I'm so patriotic, I'm not going to listen to anything you're saying. It's like facts don't matter, but even facts begin to pale in the face of this kind of blind belief. It's like being a patriotic republican is turning into its own religion. Why else would so-called "red states" be trying so hard to defund public education and keep their populace in ignorance?
I think what I'm getting at is this kind of hardcore propaganda and indoctrination has me feeling like I'm the crazy one in this occasion. I propose that we sit everyone down and go over a fact-checking session. Take half an hour from MSNBC and half an hour from Fox and tell everyone which part is right, which part is twisted, and which part is just plain wrong. Then we shut down both and revamp CNN to be less of a pop-phenomenon and more of a true bi-partisan network asking actual questions of politicians and holding them to their answers and promises.
But more than that, we need the American populace to care about their future and their lives. We need people to remember that the more educated are the more dangerous. That we're the ones that remember learning about the fall of Rome, the fall of Napoleon, the fall of Stalin, the fall of Hitler. The rise of America (as it once was, not that 1950's bastardization that only appeared on TV) and why it was founded in the first place (you know, freedom. All freedom, and not just religious freedom.). The rise of great men in our history and what exactly made them great.
And take a hard look at what's happening now, with the corruption and war chests, and corporations running the country into the ground. Look at who's letting it happen and who's fighting it. Because I guarantee you the Red and Blue states are that because people think there's two options. But it's really only one - the corporations. And the more the networks do their slight of hand and "look at me look at me!" broadcasting, the more the American people lose. Both in intelligence and liberty.
Next blog entry - nothing quite so heavy and ranty. I promise.
All through this election, I couldn't help but notice how COMPLETELY DIAMETRICALLY OPPOSED the "sides" were. I have "sides" in quotes because there was such a gulf in reasoning and in looking at the candidates. But there shouldn't be. This entire campaign season turned out to be "Candidate A is the devil incarnate and will destroy the country." Both sides were saying this. For completely different reasons, but both were pretty consistent.
Is it just me or has sanity and moderation gone the way of dial-up?
Take a look at this, for instance. From the ever-awesome cheezburger network.
Now, from my perspective, I looked at this. Blinked. Looked some more. Then did this.
From the ever-relevant Hyperbole and a Half
I have to wonder. Who is right? Is there a right? Because I look at this and remember the entire media operations that exist solely to promote ideology (Fox, Conservapedia, 700 club, etc) and a bad situation that's getting worse (undermining womens' rights [Violence against Women Act is no longer relevant? In which universe?], defunding Planned Parenthood [which educates women on contraception and provides health services to people who otherwise couldn't afford it. Yup. They're undermining society], and a million other things that are chipping away at civil liberties that minorities and women have fought tooth and nail for. You're right, Mr. O'Reilly, the situation is getting worse)
But the more I think about it, and the more I talk to people, I start to wonder. Am I crazy? All these facts I look at, that education and contraception is the way to go, not abstinence and pro-life rallies? But we need war and guns and oil and gigantic trucks and GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY GUNS and LOOK AT ME I'M PATRIOTIC. And because I'm so patriotic, I'm not going to listen to anything you're saying. It's like facts don't matter, but even facts begin to pale in the face of this kind of blind belief. It's like being a patriotic republican is turning into its own religion. Why else would so-called "red states" be trying so hard to defund public education and keep their populace in ignorance?
I think what I'm getting at is this kind of hardcore propaganda and indoctrination has me feeling like I'm the crazy one in this occasion. I propose that we sit everyone down and go over a fact-checking session. Take half an hour from MSNBC and half an hour from Fox and tell everyone which part is right, which part is twisted, and which part is just plain wrong. Then we shut down both and revamp CNN to be less of a pop-phenomenon and more of a true bi-partisan network asking actual questions of politicians and holding them to their answers and promises.
But more than that, we need the American populace to care about their future and their lives. We need people to remember that the more educated are the more dangerous. That we're the ones that remember learning about the fall of Rome, the fall of Napoleon, the fall of Stalin, the fall of Hitler. The rise of America (as it once was, not that 1950's bastardization that only appeared on TV) and why it was founded in the first place (you know, freedom. All freedom, and not just religious freedom.). The rise of great men in our history and what exactly made them great.
And take a hard look at what's happening now, with the corruption and war chests, and corporations running the country into the ground. Look at who's letting it happen and who's fighting it. Because I guarantee you the Red and Blue states are that because people think there's two options. But it's really only one - the corporations. And the more the networks do their slight of hand and "look at me look at me!" broadcasting, the more the American people lose. Both in intelligence and liberty.
Next blog entry - nothing quite so heavy and ranty. I promise.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Renewal and empty promises
Title = self explanatory. Dad says I should write a blog and I think "wait, don't I already HAVE a blog?"
I suppose to truly say I have one would be to write in it far more often than I do or to remember that it exists more often than once a month. But I digress. Somehow.
I have been writing far less frequently lately. Probably because I cut out the drama queen tendencies from my younger self's journals. All that "why is this happening to me" and "oh, if only I had done this, my life would be DIFFERENT." Well, that kind of thing annoys the heck out of me now. Which I suppose is one sign of growth, if I've changed enough that my old journals and letters no longer hold any part of my personality (except my blinding wit, of course) then I'm going to claim a win for maturity. Or is that a win? I know it's not entirely a loss, but
Becoming more completely myself can not be a loss in my mind. If nothing else, the past 2 years has honed me in to Leigh concentrate, refrigerate after opening because no preservatives went into the making. Only natural ingredients.
So that's something.
Also, war, inc (the movie) is basically Grosse Pointe Blank part 2. Think about it.
I suppose to truly say I have one would be to write in it far more often than I do or to remember that it exists more often than once a month. But I digress. Somehow.
I have been writing far less frequently lately. Probably because I cut out the drama queen tendencies from my younger self's journals. All that "why is this happening to me" and "oh, if only I had done this, my life would be DIFFERENT." Well, that kind of thing annoys the heck out of me now. Which I suppose is one sign of growth, if I've changed enough that my old journals and letters no longer hold any part of my personality (except my blinding wit, of course) then I'm going to claim a win for maturity. Or is that a win? I know it's not entirely a loss, but
Becoming more completely myself can not be a loss in my mind. If nothing else, the past 2 years has honed me in to Leigh concentrate, refrigerate after opening because no preservatives went into the making. Only natural ingredients.
So that's something.
Also, war, inc (the movie) is basically Grosse Pointe Blank part 2. Think about it.
Saturday, September 01, 2012
Finished the Blanket and need a place to link it! I've got some things trickling down my head so I should be able to write something here soon. In the meantime, I have a blanket for my friend :)
Itty Bitty Mariner's Blankie
Itty Bitty Mariner's Blankie
Monday, June 18, 2012
Blue Skies
I might have more to say later, but right now I'll leave you with the skies from this morning's sunrise and this afternoon's clouds
These are from the drive to work this afternoon. In hindsight, perhaps I shouldn't take pictures while driving, but look at these clouds! Tell me you wouldn't want to remember that sky. You can't. Or if you can, I'm going to throw you on your back and make you watch the sky until you get your sense of whimsy and wonder back.
Sunrise on Saturday morning - one lonely pink cumulus cloud
The above pictures are from sunrise Sun morning. GORGEOUS. Especially when the sun was GLOWING under the clouds. Lovely
These are from the drive to work this afternoon. In hindsight, perhaps I shouldn't take pictures while driving, but look at these clouds! Tell me you wouldn't want to remember that sky. You can't. Or if you can, I'm going to throw you on your back and make you watch the sky until you get your sense of whimsy and wonder back.
I'm feeling a little...morose? Nostalgic? Not sure what I'm feeling, but it's not conducive to long-form thought. Or it could be another symptom of the exhaustion that just won't go away. Like herpes. Only not as contagious. So I will get a good night's sleep in my wonderful new apartment and look at these pictures of the beautiful day we had today and remind myself that there is more in this world than work, more than loneliness, and more than any excuse I can think of to be down. And...on that maudlin note (there's the word), here's some Pinkie Pie.
Friday, June 15, 2012
In Pursuit of Internet
So say we, the people, that whosoever does not have Internet will be forced to do actual housework.
Or so it seems. My 3-day quest for Internet has paid dividends, though, so I'm back to being half as productive. OR SO IT SEEMS. But I'm getting ahead of myself. And the pile of dirty laundry, so here's the story.
In ordering online, I could go with A. company, that charges $100.00 for their proprietary equipment but said they could give me service, or B. company that charges $100.00 for install and were pretty sure they could deliver. Of course I went with the one that guaranteed me Internet. Because I am nothing if not an Internet junkie. Just the facts, man.
So Monday I get home from work, very, VERY excited because I have been living for a week and a half in an apartment with no Internet (and no access to say, weather reports or traffic jams). It's tough. These are the dark times. Or they would be if darker times weren't ahead.
I received a box from company A on Monday night. Opened it. And found a modem/router mix that connected to a phone jack. Don't you think someone would have mentioned a phone jack was necessary? So after the impending breakdown (seriously dudes, Internet is important), I called and said "yo, why you need phone line and not tell me?" and lady said "poo poo. Sorry, but they should have said" (she was really, really understanding. I wish I remembered her name cause she gets props.) I hung up the phone with the intention of making a stink on Tuesday, but in the meantime called my BFIBR (best friend in baton rouge) for a shoulder to cry on. She said "OK! Hugs! Then we go searching" (she's really good for comfort then solving the problem. It's awesome)
We searched low then high and found one in the second bedroom. I proceeded and failed to set up the Internet up there, at which point I called company A again and they said they'd send someone out on Tuesday. I went to sleep, exhausted. Like I do.
Tuesday morning comes around and I feel like 7-layer taco dip of sh*$. One that had been left out in the sun all day at the family picnic and when time comes to put up all the food, no one is quite sure if it's still good so they leave it sitting for a while longer. That was me. So I dragged myself to Walgreen's for antibiotics (for a bite of indeterminate nature that looked a bit nasty. Maybe that was part of the reason I felt so bad?) and dragged myself back to the house for a nap. Dude woke me up (not his fault but I was glad I was sleeping downstairs) and proceeded to try to find me Internet.
It turns out the one I was trying to use upstairs wasn't connected to anything. I plead exhaustion.
Since the only other jack didn't work, he installed one for me. I should have baked him cookies or something but I think he just felt bad for me. Either way, I'll take not having to pay another hundred dollars! On the other hand, it still wasn't connected. Someone ELSE had to come out and connect something outside.
At this point, I'm feeling about like this
But dude number 2 came on Wednesday and I now have Internet. Phew. Now if only I can get my washer and dryer connection fixed.
Or so it seems. My 3-day quest for Internet has paid dividends, though, so I'm back to being half as productive. OR SO IT SEEMS. But I'm getting ahead of myself. And the pile of dirty laundry, so here's the story.
In ordering online, I could go with A. company, that charges $100.00 for their proprietary equipment but said they could give me service, or B. company that charges $100.00 for install and were pretty sure they could deliver. Of course I went with the one that guaranteed me Internet. Because I am nothing if not an Internet junkie. Just the facts, man.
I received a box from company A on Monday night. Opened it. And found a modem/router mix that connected to a phone jack. Don't you think someone would have mentioned a phone jack was necessary? So after the impending breakdown (seriously dudes, Internet is important), I called and said "yo, why you need phone line and not tell me?" and lady said "poo poo. Sorry, but they should have said" (she was really, really understanding. I wish I remembered her name cause she gets props.) I hung up the phone with the intention of making a stink on Tuesday, but in the meantime called my BFIBR (best friend in baton rouge) for a shoulder to cry on. She said "OK! Hugs! Then we go searching" (she's really good for comfort then solving the problem. It's awesome)
We searched low then high and found one in the second bedroom. I proceeded and failed to set up the Internet up there, at which point I called company A again and they said they'd send someone out on Tuesday. I went to sleep, exhausted. Like I do.
Tuesday morning comes around and I feel like 7-layer taco dip of sh*$. One that had been left out in the sun all day at the family picnic and when time comes to put up all the food, no one is quite sure if it's still good so they leave it sitting for a while longer. That was me. So I dragged myself to Walgreen's for antibiotics (for a bite of indeterminate nature that looked a bit nasty. Maybe that was part of the reason I felt so bad?) and dragged myself back to the house for a nap. Dude woke me up (not his fault but I was glad I was sleeping downstairs) and proceeded to try to find me Internet.
It turns out the one I was trying to use upstairs wasn't connected to anything. I plead exhaustion.
Since the only other jack didn't work, he installed one for me. I should have baked him cookies or something but I think he just felt bad for me. Either way, I'll take not having to pay another hundred dollars! On the other hand, it still wasn't connected. Someone ELSE had to come out and connect something outside.
At this point, I'm feeling about like this
Sad Loki wants me to have clean clothes
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Pic update: new apartment
Since I figured out how to do pictures, I will now pic-spam myself.
Here's a slightly dark picture of the stairwell from the couch. I swear I'll get better pictures sometime. Preferably when the sun is shining and I'm not working 70 hour weeks.
See the birdies? They're birdies. My corner antique shelf is up and I have birds flying up the stairs. I'm so. in. love. with. how. it. looks. and. can't. stop. emphasizing. via. punctuation.
Here's a seriously dark picture of the bookcase and curtains. Just cause.
And...I painted. Here's my turquoise/blue/teal color that's on the stairwell and one wall. I love it. It's so much more interesting than plain white. I think the whole room would be too much, but the accent walls are everything I want.
Here's a slightly dark picture of the stairwell from the couch. I swear I'll get better pictures sometime. Preferably when the sun is shining and I'm not working 70 hour weeks.
See the birdies? They're birdies. My corner antique shelf is up and I have birds flying up the stairs. I'm so. in. love. with. how. it. looks. and. can't. stop. emphasizing. via. punctuation.
Here's a seriously dark picture of the bookcase and curtains. Just cause.
And...I painted. Here's my turquoise/blue/teal color that's on the stairwell and one wall. I love it. It's so much more interesting than plain white. I think the whole room would be too much, but the accent walls are everything I want.
And just for good measure, here's some more Lousiana cloud pics. I love the skies down here.
Untitled. That's right. Can't think of one.
I may have gone a little fangirly on that last post. I admit it. But Loki is the first character/actor I've had a crush on in ages. And he really is more complicated than "I will rule everything" but I admit I was reaching.
So anyway! Here's what I'm working on now.
I think I'm doing well? It's hard to tell since it's so dark. I love the colors, but while I'm spinning I keep thinking about what I'm going to make. And coming up with NOTHING. I'm sure it'll make a very pretty mystery object as long as I can keep from over twisting.
In other news, the sky last night was AWESOME. Proof!
In other other news, Blogger is fun when I have all my pictures on Picasa. Yup. Maybe I don't want an iphone after all? Maybe another Android so I can keep the google connectivity?
So anyway! Here's what I'm working on now.
Trying to spin a bit thicker for my single. This batt came from Spinner Hill, one of the Dizzy deals (I try not to ever go to that site. It's bad for my bank account)
I think I'm doing well? It's hard to tell since it's so dark. I love the colors, but while I'm spinning I keep thinking about what I'm going to make. And coming up with NOTHING. I'm sure it'll make a very pretty mystery object as long as I can keep from over twisting.
In other news, the sky last night was AWESOME. Proof!
In other other news, Blogger is fun when I have all my pictures on Picasa. Yup. Maybe I don't want an iphone after all? Maybe another Android so I can keep the google connectivity?
Thursday, June 07, 2012
Drool
Know who I love?
This guy
Nummy.
I do love me some conflict in characters and Loki is the most 3-dimensional villain I've seen in a while.
Edit:
Ok I had to update because I just can't stop thinking about this character. So spoilery things beyond this post and if you haven't watched Thor or the Avengers, go. Really. Go. If only to see hot boys.
You watched yet?
No? All right but don't say I didn't warn you.
The Avengers was great fun as a movie. Yes I'm a Joss Whedon fan and have been since I stumbled on the first Buffy movie at 10 years old. That's 20 years, so I have some street cred there. And he wrote Titan A.E. Did you know that? How awesome was that movie? Ok back to the Avengers. Personally, I think Tom Hiddleston was a great choice as an actor, so I just have to thank Kenneth Brannah for that one. Hiddleston makes the character far more complex than I think another actor could have. There's such subtlety that I can't stop going through the character, which is really what's driving this. I have to get it out of my head.
See, I realize that in still pictures, Hiddleston looks a bit like my ex which makes me wonder why I like him so much. Then I see a clip and realize it's the character I'm drawn to, not the actor (more specifically the way the character is portrayed and written rather than the actor's physical appearance). It's a mix of brashness covering inherent self doubt, a cry for attention, lashing out at himself and family (his birth as a frost monster vs his upbringing as an Asgardian), in addition to his innate sense of mischief. And Hiddleston plays all of it. He never lets you forget that Loki is inherently a good character trapped by his own mistakes. You can see it in the talks with his brother, Thor, in the flashbacks with the army (he is threatened and cannot back down even when you see the doubt about the plan in his eyes), and in the righteous anger (the whole "kneel to me" thing.).
The heroes and villains in superhero movies are rarely complex. Thor is a hardheaded arrogant god who is taught the lesson of humility and compassion. Capt. America wants to serve his country and doesn't seem to be much deeper than that. Tony Stark is, in his words, "a billionaire, playboy, philanthropist" who is brilliant but will do the "good" thing in the end (he's my favorite of the heroes). Red Skull was stereotypical Nazi scumbag, and most of the others are barely memorable. I'm not saying some of them weren't interesting characters, but no one has the depth of Loki.
Ok, I think I'm done now. Going to start daydreaming again.
This guy
Nummy.
I do love me some conflict in characters and Loki is the most 3-dimensional villain I've seen in a while.
Edit:
Ok I had to update because I just can't stop thinking about this character. So spoilery things beyond this post and if you haven't watched Thor or the Avengers, go. Really. Go. If only to see hot boys.
You watched yet?
No? All right but don't say I didn't warn you.
The Avengers was great fun as a movie. Yes I'm a Joss Whedon fan and have been since I stumbled on the first Buffy movie at 10 years old. That's 20 years, so I have some street cred there. And he wrote Titan A.E. Did you know that? How awesome was that movie? Ok back to the Avengers. Personally, I think Tom Hiddleston was a great choice as an actor, so I just have to thank Kenneth Brannah for that one. Hiddleston makes the character far more complex than I think another actor could have. There's such subtlety that I can't stop going through the character, which is really what's driving this. I have to get it out of my head.
See, I realize that in still pictures, Hiddleston looks a bit like my ex which makes me wonder why I like him so much. Then I see a clip and realize it's the character I'm drawn to, not the actor (more specifically the way the character is portrayed and written rather than the actor's physical appearance). It's a mix of brashness covering inherent self doubt, a cry for attention, lashing out at himself and family (his birth as a frost monster vs his upbringing as an Asgardian), in addition to his innate sense of mischief. And Hiddleston plays all of it. He never lets you forget that Loki is inherently a good character trapped by his own mistakes. You can see it in the talks with his brother, Thor, in the flashbacks with the army (he is threatened and cannot back down even when you see the doubt about the plan in his eyes), and in the righteous anger (the whole "kneel to me" thing.).
The heroes and villains in superhero movies are rarely complex. Thor is a hardheaded arrogant god who is taught the lesson of humility and compassion. Capt. America wants to serve his country and doesn't seem to be much deeper than that. Tony Stark is, in his words, "a billionaire, playboy, philanthropist" who is brilliant but will do the "good" thing in the end (he's my favorite of the heroes). Red Skull was stereotypical Nazi scumbag, and most of the others are barely memorable. I'm not saying some of them weren't interesting characters, but no one has the depth of Loki.
Ok, I think I'm done now. Going to start daydreaming again.
I saw it and it was THIS BIG
Some say I was crazy for moving to southern Louisiana. Some say I said I was crazy for moving to southern Louisiana. We are all correct. Where else can you find mosquitos who can attack in a swarm in tandem with 3 inch long flying, hissing cockroaches while tripping you in tree roots and kudzu and making sure you can't quite breathe through the water content in the air? There's no place quite like it, that's for sure.
So I moved. Farther into the city, and about 10 minutes north. It didn't help. My house is raised so I think I have more bugs than before. And fleas. 5 days in the new apartment and my cats have fleas. Awesome.
So I moved. Farther into the city, and about 10 minutes north. It didn't help. My house is raised so I think I have more bugs than before. And fleas. 5 days in the new apartment and my cats have fleas. Awesome.
Housework and Killer Dinosaurs
Since I'm working nights, my days are... let's say they're as fluid as the night sky over Antartica. Which is to say, "what?!" So since I woke up at noon, I took a trip to my new house. Or rather, the house I have a key to that is currnetly housing paint and hardware.
My plan is, since I can't actually move anything in yet, I'll paint the accent walls (I get to have accent walls!!!) and get everything ready for when I move the furniture. Downstairs is going to be teal, upstairs, blue and red. I think I'm going to paint some of it in the bathroom and kitchen too, just not sure how that will look yet. I like the thought of color in with all that light, and I'm not planning on moving. Pretty much at all. We'll see how all that goes, but in the meantime, I get colorful walls, an accent picture molding, hardwood floors, and everything I've ever wanted in a place (besides a view of the sunset).
My plan is, since I can't actually move anything in yet, I'll paint the accent walls (I get to have accent walls!!!) and get everything ready for when I move the furniture. Downstairs is going to be teal, upstairs, blue and red. I think I'm going to paint some of it in the bathroom and kitchen too, just not sure how that will look yet. I like the thought of color in with all that light, and I'm not planning on moving. Pretty much at all. We'll see how all that goes, but in the meantime, I get colorful walls, an accent picture molding, hardwood floors, and everything I've ever wanted in a place (besides a view of the sunset).
Friday, April 13, 2012
For Accountability
I have been working for years now and "bettering myself." Not only is that a stupid turn of phrase, but it's hopelessly vague and gives the idea that I'm slathering myself in ideas and will turn out deep fried and glorious.
As we all know, this is rarely the case.
So I'll use this to keep myself accountable, to keep myself on track, and most of all, to amuse myself with my own wittiness in regard to the shit I don't do.
Things I hope to accomplish
1. Grow UP
Meaning clean your house, woman! The clothes on the floor thing is fine for college, but you're nearly 30 and should be able to invite people to your house without saying "wait! I forgot! My apartment caught fire and a band of cannibals decided to take up in my live-in closet so maybe next week?" This also means not using all free time to sit on the couch spinning and watching Netflix. Remember, there is more to life than Supernatural and MST3K movies)
2. Work out/be all productive and stuff
I have this idea that if I work out, everything will follow. I will be healthy, skinny, eat better, happier, etc. All that stuff that requires continual work. And since I don't do it, I'm not many of those things. The eating better and being happier is going pretty well, but everything else just sucks. So depression is nearly gone, but I'm still punishing myself for bad decisions in my 20s. This is my call to stop. After all, we all had that one bad breakup where the ex called us at work from jail to say how much they love us and that they'll call us as soon as they're out and how much they miss us. So we're all in this together. And what this goal is really about is to stop punishing myself for whatever perceived reason. But that's so serious I thought I'd hide it at the bottom.
3. Get out and have a life, or how I learned to stop being a hermit and make friends
Doing pretty well with this one so far actually. I have a few friends (real ones, too) and had a one-night stand. No prospects with boyfriends or anything but I keep telling myself I don't need one. So far, I think I'm full of shit, so I have some explaining to do.
4. TBD
I'm sure I need more, but that's what I'm working on right now.
Good luck, godspeed, and please give yourself a little credit. You're not an idiot. Just lazy.
As we all know, this is rarely the case.
So I'll use this to keep myself accountable, to keep myself on track, and most of all, to amuse myself with my own wittiness in regard to the shit I don't do.
Things I hope to accomplish
1. Grow UP
Meaning clean your house, woman! The clothes on the floor thing is fine for college, but you're nearly 30 and should be able to invite people to your house without saying "wait! I forgot! My apartment caught fire and a band of cannibals decided to take up in my live-in closet so maybe next week?" This also means not using all free time to sit on the couch spinning and watching Netflix. Remember, there is more to life than Supernatural and MST3K movies)
2. Work out/be all productive and stuff
I have this idea that if I work out, everything will follow. I will be healthy, skinny, eat better, happier, etc. All that stuff that requires continual work. And since I don't do it, I'm not many of those things. The eating better and being happier is going pretty well, but everything else just sucks. So depression is nearly gone, but I'm still punishing myself for bad decisions in my 20s. This is my call to stop. After all, we all had that one bad breakup where the ex called us at work from jail to say how much they love us and that they'll call us as soon as they're out and how much they miss us. So we're all in this together. And what this goal is really about is to stop punishing myself for whatever perceived reason. But that's so serious I thought I'd hide it at the bottom.
3. Get out and have a life, or how I learned to stop being a hermit and make friends
Doing pretty well with this one so far actually. I have a few friends (real ones, too) and had a one-night stand. No prospects with boyfriends or anything but I keep telling myself I don't need one. So far, I think I'm full of shit, so I have some explaining to do.
4. TBD
I'm sure I need more, but that's what I'm working on right now.
Good luck, godspeed, and please give yourself a little credit. You're not an idiot. Just lazy.
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