‘Twas the Summer of 2013, and All Was Shaky

These are some of my newly acquired (and other) hobbies:

  • Collecting coins
  • Shopping on eBay
  • Hesitantly adding people I know on Facebook
  • Watching movies
  • Reading
  • Writing (a little)
  • Playing The Sims on my phone
  • Running from bees, wasps, and other scary things

I collect not only coins, but bills too (to my mother’s dismay). That’s mainly what I do on eBay: shop for dirt-cheap coins and bills. My job gives me the wonderful opportunity of stumbling upon old bills and coins through tips. Speaking of work, I love my job though it has its downs. My coworkers are a step down from the personality clashes I see on the show, L.A. Hair. It’s entertaining just to watch.
The best way to find out what I’ve seen lately, is by checking out my ratings history on IMDb (though a lot of times I go through and rate old movies I’ve seen and have forgotten to rate). I have Redbox release dates on all my calendars and frequently browse YouTube for any free, full-length movies worth watching.

I think my generation caught the social media thing towards the end after graduating. I feel kind of old now when it comes to social media. All these new things are popping out out of the blue like every week, and it’s just exhausting. Keeping up with Johnny Depp is already exhausting (he’s currently promoting his latest movie, The Lone Ranger, and filming Transcendence when he’s not doing that, and who knows what else – very busy man). So first I did YouTube (I think), then Twitter, THEN Facebook (back and forth), then Formspring or whatever, then Google+, then Pinterest, then Instagram, then…etc. You see what I mean? I mean I know I don’t have to sign up for all of it, but it all looks interesting. Besides, that’s all I use my smartphone for anyway – to connect to social media, and play addicting games (The Sims FreePlay, iMobsters, and more).

My room is once again a mess. The floor is covered with ripped-open packages everywhere (I’ve been ordering a lot of stuff online) and clothes that I’ve been hoping my cat won’t urinate on before I can get them up off the floor. My closet isn’t any better.

My boss is a funny one. He loves keeping busy (no matter how hectic things get, he always has a goofy grin on his face). Lately I’ve been spotting a ton of spiders here and there. So here I’m constantly thinking of Spider-Man and brown recluses and trying to remain calm enough to not look like a complete idiot in public. The other day while I was working, I saw a transparent spider slowly hang down from the ceiling, suspended by its web. Its movement reminded me of Charlotte’s Web. I backed up and pointed out this spider to my co-workers; we had our boss come and deal with it. You know how he dealt with it? He took his hand and caught the web from the top, then proceeded to swing it around a little (with a goofy grin and the satisfaction of scaring us girls) before he dropped it onto the floor and mushed it with his shoe. I was watching closely the whole time and wasn’t sure he got it after it dropped to the floor, so I was hesitantly searching the ground for this transparent spider, when my boss pointed to where I was standing and said “There it is!”. I jumped up almost onto the counter, freaked out. He went back to work laughing at his joke.

My mom is once again heavily into graduate school. She’s studying for her MFA in Creative Writing. Just one more year and possible two more residencies to go. I’ll be honest, I’m sick of driving/riding through the country. I want to be somewhere that is permanent and comfortable. In a year, after she graduates, we’re moving back to Texas but who knows.
I guess I’ve finally decided on what to study in college: Film. I don’t want to be a director or actor, I just want to study Film and go from there. Twenty-years-old and I just realized this. Well, it could be worse I guess.

The pets are still driving me crazy. Caity (our dog) is going though the only thing that keeps her quiet and preoccupied faster than toilet flushing.

There are these chicken-flavored, braided chew toys (big) that she spends all day eating. It used to take her about two weeks to finish one; now she’s going through one every three days or so. Of course they’re sold at only one place at 2/$5, but I’m not rich!
The cats are getting on my nerves with their problems, but none of them is worse than Symba (our bird). He was doing just fine for 15 years, and then we had to go on a road trip, so we dropped him off at my grandmother’s house and she SPOILS HIM ROTTEN!!!! She searched the web for classical music so he could have something to listen to, she gave him all of her time AND she picked out the seeds he didn’t like! He was over there for a week. As soon as we all got settled at home, he noticed the change and started screaming his little head off. So everyday we had him listening to Mozart. That worked for a couple of months, but then he got sick of that, so we switched to watching cartoons on TV. He likes certain cartoons. I recently went and bought a Dora the Explorer DVD (it was painful) and he watches that at least three times a day, but he still has many screaming moments. I get several headaches and my mom doesn’t get any work done. He’s a disturbed bird that does not like to be disturbed. It’s lovely.

The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.” – Abraham Lincoln 

A Slightly Interesting Update

I’ve switched to another hobby: research.
I’m currently researching Christmas. I checked out a ton of books from the library the other day, and with this as a start, I’m well on my way of discovering more useless things to preoccupy my mind.
Next up will be the Yin-Yang symbol. I’ve always wondered about that.

My mom and I decided to swap gifts early: I got the “Torches” Foster the People CD I wanted (I’ve lately taken an interest in them – I first discovered them on “Saturday Night Live”), and my mom got some cool Taylor Swift stuff I found. We’ve yet to “celebrate” Christmas with the extended family. One idea going around is for us all (me, my mom, grandmother, and aunt) to see “War Horse” together on Christmas Day. There’s no way in hell that’s happening. I refuse to watch any movie involving the suffering of an animal. I’m too much of an animal lover to bear something like that. So is my mom. The truth is, I don’t want to see a dramatic movie; I’ve had enough of those. Out of my entire list of movies in theaters I want to see, they pick something way off from my interests; figures.

  • Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows
  • A Very Harold and Kumar 3D Christmas
  • Tower Heist
  • We Bought A Zoo
  • The Descendants
  • The Sitter
  • Hugo
  • Carnage
  • Young Adult

I mainly want to see the first two.
Speaking of which, I’ve been watching loads of movies lately; afterwards, I write reviews and post them online. It’s not a novel, but at least I’m writing again. As you can see, I’m still making lists of probably useless things. I call it work, and my mom calls it nothing. Interesting.
While at the library, I couldn’t help but grab a few novels. Needless to say I had to use a basket, which was heavy and overflowing with mostly books on Christmas history and such. Excluding the Christmas stuff:

  • Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
  • Easily Amused by Karen McQuestion
  • Annabel by Kathleen Winter
  • Trapped by Michael Northrop
  • Fall for Anything by Courtney Summers

I’ve also been probably wasting my time on magazines; actually one in particular: Entertainment Weekly. I’m beginning to think they don’t give a shit, considering all the letters I’ve been sending and still with no response. That’s okay; I enjoy the process of writing and mailing letters. Although, I’m running out of notebooks, and I’m always out of stamps, so that puts a damper on things.
I guess I’ve been acting weird lately. I’m happy with my new hobby; as I always am. One day, I’ll turn these hobbies into a career. I’ve actually thought a lot about that, and have compiled a list of possibilities (in order):

  1. Writer
  2. Film Critic
  3. Editor
  4. Librarian

Right now I wouldn’t mind a job either working as a mail clerk, or a Blockbuster employee. That would be fun.

Right when I rejoin Facebook, they have to go and screw up the privacy settings to the point of frustration. Timeline is and/or will be the worst thing imaginable. It’s beyond way too personal. And did Mark Zuckerberg not take into account that employers do a search on applicants? Why does he have to be such an asshole? My cursor shall remain hovering over the “delete my account” button.

I still have insomnia, though not as bad as before. For the past few nights now I’ve been listening to the audio version (I love the sound of Johnny Depp‘s voice – which is mainly why I bought this – but I am actually enjoying it) of Life – by Keith Richards on my mp3 player until I get sick of it and/or fall asleep. It’s hard to keep track of my place though; that’s a dead end I don’t wish to revive.
I’m slowly obtaining an interest in music; but my heart will always be in books.

The cats are still a pain in the ass. I pick up cat vomit every morning. The worst part is the manner in discovering it (if you know what I mean). Usually it’s Cleopatra, but today I found Jade vomiting (in the worst places: next to one of their food bowls, and then again on their scratch pad). Jade inhales her food in record speed. She’s also acquired quite a tummy from it. Cleopatra is all fur really, but Jade is indeed a little on the heavy side to the point where you can hear her land after jumping down from something (usually something she’s not supposed to be on) with a loud thump!
Cleopatra has finally been sleeping (napping actually). She still howls throughout the night though; it’s all about Mousie. Ugh.

Communication Issues

Yesterday was a miracle. It rained in Texas; and the temperature kept dropping from the usual 90-something degrees. I didn’t go out until later though. Last time I tried to capture the rare moment of rain on camera, I stepped on a piece of glass only two steps away from the front door. It looked worse than it actually felt.
I had the hardest time answering a poll on Facebook:
If someone wants to contact you, how do you prefer they do it?
  • Phone call
  • Text message
  • Email
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Yell
  • Clap
  • Poke

After a long while of puzzling, I realized the answer I wanted (I don’t want them to contact me) was not going to appear, so I chose email. I hate checking my email; I find it an overwhelming task.

Just about every type of sound bothers me. The worst way to contact me is by phone call. I hate phones; their too noisy, and I’m not much of a talker. I want to communicate with people, but I don’t want to communicate with people (this is just as confusing to me as it is to you).
I considered not answering the poll, but for some unknown reason, I really wanted to answer it.
On the subject of books, I’m currently reading A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan. I’m not reading it like mad as I do other books. It’s a little bit different; too much jumping around from one narrator, to another, to one period of time, to another period of time. It’s confusing, and tests my memory like hell, but I like the story, and I waited months on the library queue to get it, so I’ll finish it; hopefully before it’s due date (July 1st), because I have a strong feeling I can’t re-check it. Someone else is probably requesting it.
I’m also reading Wish I Could Be There: Notes from a Phobic Life by Allen Shawn. It’s a really good book. It’s not really a memoir, but it’s not really a self-help book either. The author just wants people to know they’re not alone when it comes to anxiety and phobias and such.
Yesterday, I Googled nail biting remedies. This is what I found. So, I’ll just be holding my Chucke’cheese block for a while. After ten years, at least the prize is getting some use.
Besides the damn cats interrupting my sleep every night, there’s not much else to talk about.
“Learning is a treasure that will follow its owner everywhere.” – Chinese Proverbs

Book Problems and Genuine Friends

I’ve been having some book problems lately. Something I never thought I’d here myself say.
Maybe I’m getting sick of the Young Adult genre, maybe I’ve been reading too much, or maybe I need to find more books. Maybe.
      My current stack:

  • Hate List by Jennifer Brown
    (The main character seems like a wannabe who is clueless when it comes to real teenage problems. This makes it difficult to read.)
  • The Six Rules of Maybe by Deb Caletti
    (I usually love her books, but once again, the main character seems clueless when it comes to real issues. Inexperienced I guess; I don’t know)
  • The Boy Who Couldn’t Sleep and Never Had To by D.C. Pierson
  • Tales of the Madman Underground by John Barnes
  • The House of Tomorrow by Peter Bognanni
  • How to Build a House by Dana Reinhardt
  • Feed by M.T. Anderson
I watched some movies with my mom last night:
Little Fockers was hilarious. I hope they make another one.
I Am Number Four surprised me. It was amazing. Not cliché at all.

I haven’t really been doing much else. I sleep, read, watch movies, daydream, cyber stalk Johnny Depp (really but not really), post to Twitter from my phone, and avoid Facebook as much as possible.
My Blackberry gives me issues every now and then, but it’s still more convenient than other phones. That’s why I still have it. But I really need Android’s apps. It’s still an ongoing debate; Blackberry vs. Android.
I like Twitter because it’s like I’m talking to myself, but it’s public so sometimes I get feedback from different people. Twitter isn’t necessarily about friends; Facebook is. I’ve never really been a social person, so I love Twitter. 
With Facebook, I always wonder who knocked me off their friends list this week and such. I see the happy lives of people from my past who I doubt are really friends to me. I have a few friends I have never met; those are the genuine ones, as far as I can see. 

The Best and the Worst

I don’t think saying ‘I don’t know what to say..‘ is a good way to start a blog, so this might turn into a post consisting of fragments.

I’ve pretty much been Agnostic all my life, despite being raised in a Christian-Baptist family.
I started reading this book, The Case for Christ: A Journalist’s Personal Investigation of the Evidence for Jesus by Lee Strobel. He makes some good points. At first it’s hard to pick up, because you’re probably thinking ‘Oh this is just another one of those boring Christian books that talks about life-changing experiences. Blah blah blah…’. But no, this highly educated journalist (who specializes in Law) goes around the world interviewing highly-recognized scholars for the truth.
I would have been done with it a couple days ago, but I own the book, so before I started reading it, I finished reading the library books I had at the time so I could focus on this book. I have this fear of running out of books to read. I’ve been trying to stretch it as far as I can, until I pickup some more library books. One chapter left, and eight books on hold at the library, ready for pickup. Perfect.

Twitter is basically my life. I probably just talk to myself, but there are people out there who are similar in nature, and sometimes use Twitter to vent. I prefer Twitter over Facebook any day. Why? Because Facebook is based on friends (which I lack), and social skills (which I lack). Twitter is more relaxed. I feel exposed on Facebook, whereas on Twitter I have some privacy. I also enjoy talking to the people on Twitter than I do with my ‘friends’ on Facebook. My friends on Facebook mostly consist of old friends from school, family, and some internet buddies I have acquired during the years (most of whom are great-especially one in particular). Twitter also gives you the opportunity to talk with celebrities. The only frustrating part is not all of the celebrities are on Twitter.

My cats are still crazy. One eats fortune cookies, but they both eat beef jerky. The fat one never shuts up at night. She sounds like a softer version of a wolf howling at the moon. Needless to say, sleep rarely comes. I love cats, so I’m willing to suffer.

That’s really all that is worth mentioning.

Late Topics

It’s amazing how things don’t turn out as I expected; and it’s good a thing.

I had the best night in a long while last Tuesday. I hate church groups, but this one was different. This one was normal. It was…fun. I found a new board game I like, Apples to Apples. I’m more of a classic board game person, but it was enjoyable.

My Facebook number of friends is bouncing around again. Right when I start to build up my friend list, someone has to go and delete their account. Ugh.
I was curious for the definition of half-brother, because I do have a half-brother through my dad’s side. Facebook doesn’t have an option for half. But the definition means brother related through one parent only. So I selected him as my brother on Facebook.

I don’t know why I still bother with writing letters to Johnny Depp. I guess because I don’t want to be thought an idiot based on my previous letters. So I update them. I don’t expect much of anything, I just enjoy writing letters and everything to do with mail in general.

I’ve been reading non-stop. It’s wonderful to take a break from reality. So I’ve been stocking up at the library, and documenting everything on GoodReads. Currently I’m reading Then We Came to the End by Joshua Ferris. It reminds me of the TV show The Office and the movie Office Space.

Every day I’m more convinced that I need an Android. Really just for the useful apps, but that’s all I use my phone for anyway. My Blackberry has been letting me down lately. I love my Blackberry, but I need it to work properly. In five months I’m going to get the My Touch 3G Slide.

Yesterday was interesting. For once since forever, I got a great night sleep before the morning of my interview. I woke up not tired at all, and calm. I was fine until 30 minutes before my interview my anxiety started kicking in. Overall things went well, though I doubt I got the job. It was funny because one of the questions the interviewee asked me was one I’d heard several times before, and still all the time. What do you do? After my long pause, I figured the truth is always best. I told her I read. She smiled at that.
It was hot as hell yesterday. I swear I hate Texas. I brought a change of clothes for after the interview, but even in shorts, it felt like an oven. It was 79 degrees, but it felt like 90.
I learned once again the hard way about candy. You would think at my age, I should know the after effects of candy. That didn’t stop me from eating Sour Punch Straws. I suffered all day yesterday. I had to pick up some Sensodyne. Hopefully it won’t take two weeks.

I also discovered my favorite snack is Hot Peanuts. It’s funny, because they’re made by FritoLay, the same company that makes fritos. I hate fritos. I always have. I can tolerate them in frito pie though.

Last night I watched Confessions of a Shopaholic with my mom. It was very entertaining. Plus, the cute guy (Hugh Dancy) made it even more enjoyable.