Quirk #1

Bathrooms that have 2 doors really stress me out. I guess in a horror movie setting that would be advantageous. Ya know, not cornered and all that. But in reality it just makes it twice as likely someone’s gonna walk in on you doing your biz. And that’s just annoying.
That is all.

Current Jam: “Heartbeat” Childish Gambino (why, YES I got to see him last night on UF campus! Oh Donald Glover, the things I would do to you):

Get it Gurl/The Internet is Amazing

Damn, feeling that sisterly love today! As soon as I open my email I’m thrown these two amazing uplifters:

29 Reasons Why Girl Power is Back – Refinery29 

50 Hottest/Funniest Girls of All Time – Complex

It does bother me slightly that funny and hot are not mutually exclusive in this context, but lezzbe real, that connection is not happenstance. It’s an immutable part of our culture to desire positive visual stimulation. Oftentimes I force myself to just let it go. I soothe any wounded feminism by championing the idea that being physically attractive should be auxillary; it’s the subtitle to the grander idea. As in, yes I’m hot, isn’t that nice, but that’s secondary to this more important awesome aspect of moi. Hey asshole, eyes up here, on my brain. Thanks. 

On a more general note, this shit looks awesome too.

The interweb has not failed me this morning. Mission Wake the Fuck up: accomplished. Mission Stop Procrastinating and Get Some Fucking Work Done: ongoing… Oooh looka that!… **succumbs to stumbleupon/imgur**

Current Jam: “Little Talks” Of Monsters and Men… on repeat…. I know, I know.

Ponderings

I feel like I might need a sports bra, for my ass.

I’ve been running a bit lately, and they’ve been good runs. But there’s a floor to ceiling mirror parallel to the treadmills at my gym. I caught something bouncing profusely out of the periph yesterday, and when I glanced over, my brain went ‘a-whhhuuuuuhhh??!’ my butt was jerkin around like some fine imported booty or something. It looked kinda dangerous. Like the sheer force of its rebound might cause injury….

Mental note: google ‘butt bras’. I’m gonna be a little sad when I find exactly what I’m looking for…

Current jam: “come down” Bush

Zzz

I am draggin ASS  today. Still wearing makeup from the night before, eyes glazing over as I stare uncomprehendingly at my computer screens…. hmmm… my chair leans back realllly far….

PS, wanna see my new cube? Oh, not really? Well too bad here it is:

http://360.io/HHep9Z

I’m fully prepared to leave today with a keyboard imprint on. my. face.

Current Jam: “Let it Be” Beatles

Cheers.

As much as I complain about my boredom in my small hometown, there are moments in which I have a tender appreciation for the ‘Ville.

There’s something to be said for comfort in the familiar.

Yesterday was relatively productive. Work was work, of course, but I had an excellent run, got some foto editing done, and met my friend Jackie for darts at my favorite bar. As I headed in, a cat call from behind caught my attention. I turned around and who do I see but my buds Chels and Montana! And Stacy and Joe and Brad as soon as I walk in! The bartender Matt even guessed my drink before I opened my mouth! I had to laugh at the serendipity. It literally felt as though I was where everyone knew my name… and yep, I got that warm fuzzy feeling. I mentally hugged myself and thanked whoever above for all my wonderful, hilarious, beautiful, cray-cray friends.

History Lesson: I grew up here. I went to elementary/middle/high/college here. Whenever I meet someone and they learn of my ACR status (Alachua County Resident for those not in the know), they immediately say, “Oh! Well you must know so-and-so”. And then I smile and say, “nope”. 

I didn’t talk to many people in highschool. I was a shy band nerd, who wore marching t shirts, jeans and men’s flipflops every. single. day. Anytime I did open my mouth I usually regretted it. (I’ve said a lot of dumb shit in my time). Heh, I remember one day I actually wore a semi-colorful tank top in leui of the obligatory white T, and a girl in my class practically fell over herself to compliment me. It wasn’t that I scoffed at the attention; I wasn’t offended. I just wondered afterwards what perception I gave to those around me. To receive that ear-splitting grin and fervent thumbs up made it feel like I finally accomplished some banal initiation, hitherto deemed impossible by my peers. I finally looked like a girl, not poor and/or boring. I was finally above anyone’s pity… it made me uncomfortable. I showed up the next day in another hanes undershirt. I might have imagined it, but I think that girl audibly sighed when she saw me.

Thank god I grew out of that awkward era…

Back to last night: and then the Jeanderwear happened….

Initial sighting

I tried to get as much of a closeup as I could… to the point where I was creepin behind a wooden pillar and sticking my arm out nonchalantly… Which was completely inconspicuous. What can I say, sometimes I lack subtlety:

  

Wildlife Documentarist?

Then, of course, Chels busted out I’D CAP THAT, and “forced” us to take shots. Bitch. Lezzbehonest though, not like she had to yank my arm or anything. (I also lack discipline). WordPress is lame and I can’t put in a slideshow without showing all uploaded images to this post… so pretend those last 2 aren’t there.

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Current Jam: “Say It Ain’t So” Weezer, “Soul Meets Body” Death Cab, “Walking with a Ghost” Tegan and Sara, “Breathe Me” Sia (Indie love song station on Pandora is NAILING it today).

Huh! No kiddin’!

I may not have shared, but I have a new job. Same company, still boring, but a slight step up. Instead of handling non-injury liability claims, I now handle 1st party medical claims, specifically Florida PIP. It stands for Personal Injury Protection and it is a required coverage in the state of Florida (and Kentucky, FYI). Beyond that, I have no idea what I’m doing yet…

It’s my second week. I spent this morning trying to pay past due medical bills. Emphasis on the try: our billing system has, quite possibly, the worst interface imaginable. However, glass half full: I LOOOOVE not having to be on the phone all day. It’s real nice.

Anydangways, I also spent this morning catching up on current events via NPR: Check this shiz out!:

Doctors Sift Through Patients’ Genomes To Solve Medical Mysteries

… is…. is Gattaca for real on the horizon?? (“…the wind caught it”) *gasp!*

Nerd.

…Sooo I must confess, I’m that person who listens to her new favorite song on straight up repeat. I know!! I’m sorry!!!

Current jam: oh god.. it’s still Flo Rida “Good Feeling”!!… mixed in w/ Nikki Minaj “Pound the Alarm”

PS: random fun thing, as demonstrated by my friend Montana: Put your earbuds in your nostrils and open your mouth. Ta-da! Human speaker. Kewl.

“I saw it on the internet!”