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Reasons why it’s cool to be an adult

Saturday, September 4th, 2010

Most things about adult life aren’t that great. It’s a never-ending stream of work, bills, stress and problems. When the cycle isn’t making you feel like you’re gonna lose it, it’s downright monotonous – cleaning house, anyone?

I remember thinking when I was a kid, “I can’t wait to be an adult! Just let me grow up already!” Now I think, “The kid version of me was fucking stupid!” Of course, I wasn’t thinking of all the crazy shit you must deal with as an adult when I seriously thought I was independent, responsible and competent enough to be an adult at the ripe old age of 10. I was just thinking of the fun stuff.

Some of that stuff really is cool now that I’m an adult. My ten-year-old self would be jealous that I can now do the following:

Eating what I want, when I want it: Ice cream for breakfast? Cereal for dinner? Taco Bell at 3 a.m.? Sure, why the hell not?

Hair color is subject to change at any time for no reason: I soooooo wanted to play with hair dye starting at age nine. That desire didn’t fade until I actually did dye my hair at 18, when mom was helpless against the law acknowledging my free will and she could no longer ground me for disobeying her just because she didn’t want me to do it.

Legal milestones: I can vote, get drunk off my ass, and then get a tattoo I’ll regret – all in the same day.

People taking me seriously, even when they shouldn’t: Adults have a tendency to put their guard up when they’re dealing with a teenager because there’s always that suspicion that the teenager is just fucking around and/or causing trouble regardless what they’re really doing. I absolutely hated it when someone would treat me like a criminal just because I was an adolescent. It’s a stereotype that isn’t true because people of all ages are constantly fucking with each other.Nevertheless, it just so happens that if you’re an adult and you’re talking with another adult, somehow you’re more likely to be taken at face value. It’s such a crock, but whatever. I’ll take what I can.

(Not) going to school: Sure, you can go to school as an adult, and most of us do at some point in our lives. When you’re a kid, however, school is mandatory. You’re there whether you like it or not. As an adult, you have much more choice when it comes to your education, be it vocational training or a PhD. You can take ten years fulfilling degree requirements or you can barrel through in four years or less. Don’t like math? Choose a track with as little math as possible. Try doing that in the fifth grade.

Too bad work replaces school when you’re an adult, but nothing’s perfect.

Spending my life on the Internet: My 10-year-old self wasn’t aware of the existence of the Internet, but if she did, she’d be just as stoked and obsessed about it as I was when I learned about it at 13.

And finally,

As age increases, awkwardness decreases: The days of first dates, friend drama, first-time serious relationships and other awkward social situations are long gone, and thank goodness for that. If nothing else, time helps us deal with uncomfortable, mysterious situations much better than when we knew nothing about social customs. Life doesn’t feel as weird with age, and there’s no way in hell I’d go back.

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Writer’s block can suck my boring ass

Sunday, August 22nd, 2010

You may have noticed that I haven’t written in awhile. For that I am truly sorry. I’ve tried starting posts on occasion, but when I reread the sentences I put together, I realize they are pure garbage and not suitable for publication. Then I delete them, try again, and fail again. On top of that, the thoughts in my head have been as interesting as anything flavored with vanilla: acceptable, suitable at any time, but completely lacking excitement. My antidepressant medication must be working exceptionally well these days.

I can no longer use my typical excuse of life as a student sucking away my time as a reason why I haven’t posted because I finally finished my bachelor’s degree on August 5. It’s so weird – after years of on-again, off-again status as a student and a grand total of three degrees altogether, I AM FUCKING DONE! It’s a cool feeling, and it brings forth a sense of relief. Something that felt like an endless, fruitless journey is finally complete.

Now life is about job searching so I can start paying off my damn student loans. I am currently employed part-time at a coffee shop, but ideally, I want another part-time job or a full-time job so the bank account doesn’t look as lonely as it does right now. It’s so much easier said than done, as I’ve found out – the economy still sucks, so competition is fierce, and finding a job that pays more than minimum wage in a small university town is nearly impossible if you aren’t a doctor, lawyer or professor. Very few jobs lie somewhere in the middle, which is (ideally) what I am looking for.

I am sick to death of filling out applications at every place I apply when all of my info is conveniently listed on my resume – but they want the app AND the resume. Rejection is a downer when it happens, and dammit, I really don’t enjoy job hunting. The entire process, from sending the app/resume/cover letter ensemble to the phone call revealing the employer’s decision, provokes a low-level but constant stream of anxiety in me because they can reject me for any reason and I will never know why unless they actually tell me (but most employers don’t). It’s a tough thing not to take personally at times, especially when I have had exceptionally good luck getting jobs until now.

I really wish my job at the cute little red java hut would give me more hours and/or pay enough to take care of the bills. I enjoy working there and it’s been fun playing in Barista World again. But, le sigh, the search continues thanks to the necessity of keeping the balance in our bank account above $0.

In the midst of this long streak of writer’s block, I have started a couple of new projects online – you know, because I don’t have enough going already. :) Check them out:

365 until 30 – This is a photoblog I started on my 29th birthday. I am taking an image every day and posting it as a way of chronicling the last year of my twenties. Not only do I hope I end up with a cool collection of images by the time I turn 30, but I also hope I will have refined my photography technique somewhat.

T.P. For Your Bunghole – Beavis and Butt-Head is back, bitches. Mike Judge is reviving the show with 30 new episodes set for release sometime next year. Sadly, the Beavis and Butt-Head forums I found on the Intarwebs hadn’t been active since 1997. I took this tragedy into my own hands and created a brand-new forum for our favorite dumbasses. Posting is slow at the moment, so if you are a fan, please register and join in. I would love to see the place rockin’ by the time the new episodes come out.

And…yeah. That’s been my life lately. Thanks for reading.

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Ten things I wanted to punch in the face yesterday

Saturday, April 10th, 2010

Jennifer Worick at Things I Want to Punch in the Face is giving her readers a chance to list the things they really wanna punch in the face on her blog. The results are quite entertaining. I sent her a list of my own, so have a look. Keep in mind that this was written yesterday, and my list is subject to change at a moment’s notice. I will amend this list whenever the urge strikes.

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My Busy Life

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

Wow, so many things have been going on lately! Let me bring you up to speed.

Patrick and I are no longer married. I know this is a huge shocker to most of you, but the truth is that we’ve been driving each other crazy for years and neither of us could take it anymore. I’ll miss him, but I think it’s the best thing for both of us. It will be a lot easier sharing custody of Teddy if we remain friends.

I’m also quitting school. Yes, I know I’m a semester away from graduation, but I must think about this realistically. Who was I kidding when I thought I could pass Latin? Only myself, I’m afraid. Now that reality’s hit, I’ve accepted it. I’m just not meant to be a college graduate. It’s time to accept that and move on, so that’s exactly what I am doing.

I will be moving back to Casper next week. I don’t have an apartment yet, but I know I’ll need some fast money if I want to put down a deposit on a decent place. I figure a few nights at the North 40 strip club will not only give me the money I need for a place to live, but provide the money I’ll need for the drug habit I’ll quickly acquire as a prerequisite for working at a place like that. I haven’t decided whether I’ll try cocaine or meth first.

As soon as I have a place to live, I’ll focus on my next mission: finding me a sugar daddy. I don’t care if he’s a completely abusive asshole; I’ll marry the first rich man I meet and marry him only for the money. I’ll move into his bigass house, drive a BMW, and no matter how unhappy I am, I’ll be sure to have at least a couple of his kids so he’ll have to pay alimony if we split. Then I know I’m set.

And if you’ve actually read this far and believed any word of this post, you are an…

APRIL FOOL!

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Spring!

Saturday, March 20th, 2010

Today it is the first day of spring, and for those of us in the northern hemisphere, it is the season of renewal. (For those of you in the southern hemisphere, please humor me and think back to a few months ago. ;) ) Few things make me feel as alive as when I see the first sprouts of green grass, fresh leaves, and colorful flowers taking place of the lifeless landscape that’s dominated for the last six months. Never mind that it’s not even 30 degrees where I live today (thanks, Arctic chill that blew in yesterday). Even in my frigid corner of the world, the snow is melting and the days are warmer; we’re expecting a high of 54 tomorrow, so I’m not completely living in a fantasy. Surviving yet another wretched winter gives me hope, and in celebration, I make a list of at least five things I want to accomplish during the spring season each year. This helps me feel like I’m kicking ass and making the most of my favorite months of the year. Here’s my list for spring 2010:

  1. Survive Latin 1020, by far the hardest class I have taken and must pass in order to graduate this summer. It hasn’t been easy, but I’m hanging in there, and I’m writing this here as a reminder of how important it is that I keep working hard until the very end.
  2. Upon passing Latin 1020, my next goal is graduating this summer! Even though I technically won’t finish until the end of summer semester, I still get to walk in the ceremony this May. I’m stoked.
  3. Before my family comes to see me walk, I will give my house a thorough spring cleaning. Since school started, I have only been doing the housework that’s been absolutely necessary. I’d rather not have them all think that we’ve been living like slobs since we’ve moved here…even if that really is the truth. :P
  4. I will listen to music, take photographs, write, and satiate my creative drive by making time for even the smallest of things that will inspire me every day. Carpe diem.
  5. I will consume fewer aspartame-laden drinks and, darn it, drink WATER instead! I have difficulty with this, despite my hunch that aspartame is what has been killing off my short-term memory in the nine years I have been drinking it.
  6. I plan on visiting my pal Bro at the Casper Humane Society whenever I am in town. Here’s the backstory: On the same day I started volunteering there five years ago, Bro and his sister, Sis, were also new to the place. They were scared kittens that had been abandoned at the front door. I watched them transform into confident, trusting, sociable cats in the months that followed. I fell in love with them both. I even considered taking Bro and Sis home, but as you probably know, Teddy ultimately stole my heart. Sis eventually found a permanent home and I was so excited when I thought Bro’s day had finally come last year, only to see him back at the shelter the following week; he had been urinating all over the place in his new home. Staff thought it was a behavioral issue at first, but it was later discovered that Bro had kidney problems that were only going to become worse. Now it looks like he will spend the rest of his days at the shelter. He has less than a year of life left and must stay in the quarantine room because he’s on prescription food only he can eat. It warmed my heart when Patrick and I visited him last weekend and he recognized us; we hadn’t seen him in months, but he clearly remembered who we were. And, despite a terminal illness, he was his usual perky self and appreciated our company. The staff is doing everything they can to make Bro’s last days as comfortable as possible, so all that’s left is letting him know how much I love him.
  7. On a lighter and much more superficial note, my last goal is to take a risk with my hair, i.e., a haircut. I will, just once, not settle for a trim on my same-length long hair in hopes of finding a new haircut that totally rocks on me. Uhh…suggestions are welcome since I have no idea where I am going with this. Ideas must be low-maintenance yet fabulous. :)

So, am I the only person who does this as a way of welcoming spring? Even if you don’t make a list, what sorts of goals have you stored in your mind as a way of embracing the season?

Cross-posted on The-F-Word.org.

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Beautiful Blogger Award

Friday, March 5th, 2010

Hey kids, guess what! My pal Rachel over at The-F-Word has bestowed me with the Beautiful Blogger award. How nifty is that? As a part of claiming this award, I must pass the honor on to 15 blogs I read, so in no particular order, here they are:

  1. Things I Want to Punch in the Face
  2. The Stifled Artist
  3. I’m So Random
  4. Junkfood Science
  5. Every Woman Has an Eating Disorder
  6. Lola Snow
  7. Her Horizon
  8. Between Living and Existing
  9. When Morning Breaks
  10. Cuz I Can Fly!
  11. Avidalegria
  12. Just Eat It!
  13. Now is Now
  14. Peanut Butter and Jenny
  15. Digging Me Up

The other component to accepting this award is to list seven things that most people don’t know about me, so here goes.

  1. I absolutely love hair dye and would play with it every day if doing so wouldn’t ruin my hair. Too bad my hair doesn’t like the dye much; no matter which brand I use or how many precautions I take toward preserving the color, my hair color eventually returns to its light-brownish-red after a couple of weeks.
  2. I have little sense of style when it comes to putting together an amazing outfit and accessorizing…and this bothers me.
  3. Right now, I am completely fine with the idea that my future is a complete blank. I’m enjoying the here and now.
  4. My mind categorizes memories and periods of time by color, scent and numbers.
  5. I cannot stand the taste of beer or wine, so I take shots when I drink.
  6. I’ll finish my bachelor’s degree in psychology this summer, but I question whether or not I will ever pursue a career in the psychology field.
  7. I absolutely cannot sing, but at least I acknowledge this and do not subject other people to the horror of my off-key lack of talent. You can’t even talk me into drunk karaoke. Try it. It won’t happen.
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