Category Archives: mur

Twitter Anxiety

Art, Daily Life, Future Plans, Games, mur, Reasons for Things

I don’t understand the language of Tweet quite yet. I got a Twitter a few months ago for the same reason I got a Facebook a few years ago – it’s just part of being a part of the digital world. I really appreciate my past self for her foresight. After my livejournal debacle in 2003, I recognize the value of keeping quiet. There little online evidence of what I’ve done with the first part of my life and thankfully I don’t remember a lot of it.

I’m listening to an interview with Robert Khoo and I want people that like things I like to hear it. And I’m a total fan-girl. So you tweet that, right? Do I tag the man himself or is that presumptuous? My upbringing makes me extra sensitive to things like etiquette so I’m totally overthinking things. Still, there will one day be standards taught to BBA graduates on how and when to use meta conversations. Maybe I’ll write the book.

The literary equivalent of art directing is called editor. Rookie writers are great at producing too much. After you get a surplus of ideas the most valuable perspective is what to keep. In some ways, detachment from my inner artist makes me the best critic. I might be blossoming into the perfect Human Resources manager. I just hope I don’t starve to death before then.

Quandary

Art, Daily Life, Games, mur, Random

I checked the spelling of quandary on Google today.  The first link is a game.  A flash game about empathy and morals, I think. Naturally I have to explore this.  There’s a little game I like to play called Dismantling the Intent Behind Preachy Allegory.  Not really, but my cynicism compels certain behavior and it’s useful to know how far off the center I am at times.  The artwork is a rudimentary version of those Children’s Bible Stories I read in fancy doctor waiting room.  It’s like a trigger, or something.  Continue reading Quandary →

Smoking Pot

Daily Life, First Impressions, Future Plans, mur, Rants

I had a job interview today.  It went like all the other job interviews I’ve ever had.  Smile, make a good impression, get offered the job. Difference this time is I didn’t use a stage whisper when I asked about the drug test.  After all, weed is legal here so I don’t have to lie about using it.  I was very clear when asking if that was going to be a problem.  I don’t consider it a problem no matter their response. Continue reading Smoking Pot →

Winning

Daily Life, Games, mur

Two things happened today.

I had an emotional breakthrough that advanced my overall progress as an adult.

I also went to a board game party that was entertaining and relaxing.

Neither are activities I expected and both have changed the course of my social life for the better.  I have more to say but this is not the place or the time.  Learning new things can be quite exhausting.

A Proper Date

Art, Book, Daily Life, First Impressions, mur, Quick Thoughts

Last Saturday, our eyes met across the bar exchanging furtive glances over our respective pints. He was too shy to approach me until the stranger sitting between us literally made him swap seats. Boy-next-door cute, I assumed he wouldn’t even pass the chit-chat test. To my surprise, a genuine kindness shone through the dive bar malaise surrounding me. We nervously exchanged digits and made plans for Thursday.  That was more than 3 days away.  He might actually be interested in me.  Continue reading A Proper Date →

Boxed In

mur, Quick Thoughts, Random

My anxiety has manifested into cardboard boxes. I must have 4 dozen or more in here. Probably more. I broke down all the small boxes and put them in the big boxes. Now the big boxes are so heavy I have trouble picking them up.  Continue reading Boxed In →

Pouring

Daily Life, mur, Quick Thoughts, Rants, Streamline

The thing most people asked about with me moving to Seattle was, “Doesn’t it rain a lot there?”  Continue reading Pouring →

Dating

Art, Future Plans, mur, Quick Thoughts

In this strange world of open relationships and unlimited spots for first dates, I can lose focus on lessons I’ve already learned.  It’s easy to get swept away in the thrill of romance and promise of support. In less than three weeks, dating went from fun to overwhelming.  Each action I chose seemed to steer me farther from my confidence.  It’s like my wires were crossed and I kept mistaking flattery for friendship.  So yesterday I went out with an honest-to-gawd friend.

A rarity on in general, I located a local person who knew me before all this change made me shiny and new.  That alone is a treasure.  But this is someone from my past that I actually LIKE.  That’s almost unheard of.  I spent the whole day with someone that doesn’t judge anything about me and it was refreshing.  Like a cool breeze in a desert full of strangers I rediscovered my joy at how far I’ve come.  Nothing better than a surprise witness to shock the system.

I go forward with a more solid sense of self.  I’m not sure what “dating” is these days.  I want to explore the idea because meeting new people is fun.  I’ve been watching this dance for many years now and I know the red flags.  I’m a strong, proud woman with a little girl inside that’s far, far away from home.  In a way…  I’m still shocked they allow me into the state, let alone fraternizing with the natives.

Puppy Photos

mur, Quick Thoughts, Random, Reasons for Things

Today, my incredibly sparse Facebook news feed surged with supportive messages incorporating pictures of dogs.

Who’s about to die?