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
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Uncomfortable Sleeping Positions, and the Annoying Season of Summer

I’m a zombie and a bitch in the mornings, but those aren’t as bad as my memory.

I was pretty much groggy all day today, but I still managed to finish the last half of my book, Tales of the Madman Underground by John Barnes.
I was still fluttering with excitement when I finished it; the book was amazing. Several twists and turns, shocking events, and hilarious moments; you’d never guess the outcomes to each crazy happening. I loved this book so much; I finished the last half of it in one evening. I also loved the fact that the book was set in late 1973; I got a good feel of what it was like growing up back then.
That just about filled up my day, but after I finished it, I turned on my laptop to log it; and then got caught up in checking other things.
No new photos of Johnny Depp, so I moved on to play around on Super Poke Pets; lastly, I spent a little more time on Tumblr than I wanted to (as usual), but I was trying to customize my blog to perfection. I finally got it, then continued to browse Tumblr.

I had a hard time taking a nap today.
I have four pets: 1 bird, 1 dog, and 2 cats. First comes one cat (one that isn’t usually affectionate, but all of a sudden has a change of personality), then comes the dog (Jack Russell Terrier, who takes up most of the twin bed sprawled out in the middle anyway), and then comes the second cat (the one that is always by my side), but after her, I’m like WTF? Trying to sleep here! I can’t even begin to tell you how awkward of a position I had to conform to. I love animals, so my nap didn’t last very long.
I took pictures of the adorable pets, and I must say, Cleopatra is a very photogenic kitty.

Now that summer is here, I am miserable, and will be until the next season (which might have to be two, considering the Texas heat).
I’m already being chased by wasps, and sometimes even bees!
First come the annoying, and obnoxiously loud kids who discover Pop Snappers. All day long, SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!
Then come the wasps surrounding the front door and following me everywhere I go, making me look like a lunatic as I hop around, screaming, and waving my arms around like a lunatic.
Then comes the heat. As hot as 105 degrees Fahrenheit.
And then the ants and bees.
So I don’t leave the house, unless it’s ABSOLUTELY necessary. Lately I’ve only left to replace milk, pick up some library books, go to see a movie at the cinema (especially if Johnny Depp is involved), or attend a doctor’s appointment.
People think I’m crazy, but so are the wasps. I mean, what is their purpose? Torment people with phobias?
To hell with all of them and their insect buddies.

Also,
My 18th birthday was fun with memorable gifts, and just overall a great day spent with my mom.

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.

Sudoku and Literacy

Today I awoke to a late morning, as usual.
First thing I did was several Sudoku puzzles. I’ve done 6 1/2 pages today (the half means I’m not done for today). Pretty much the whole day was dedicated to Sudoku (70% Sudoku 30% Reading).

I also finished a book today. Lottery by Patricia Wood was a heartwarming novel full of inspiration. I enjoyed every page. I learned (among several things) that there’s a difference between being retarded, and just being slow. This is the second novel (I can’t remember, I’ve read so much) I’ve read where I felt a little intimidated by the author. Their aren’t very many authors I come across, where I feel the author is overqualified to be writing. But Patricia Wood is one of them. Outstanding book for her first novel.
Now I’m reading a book I hope will help me in the future. But after reading Allen Shawn‘s foreword, I see otherwise. I’m already intimidated. My god, this guy can write! He comes from a literary family, which explains a lot. I have a feeling Wish I Could Be There: Notes from a Phobic Life will be a good read. After all, my mom recommended it to me. She’s good at recommending things; she knows me so well.


It seems like every day I wonder if I should switch to an Android, or keep my beloved Blackberry. They both have issues; no phone (or anything else for that matter) is perfect. But I feel comfortable with my Blackberry. I’m not too comfortable with touch screens. But I need Android’s apps. I go back and forth in my mind all the time. I’m going to go to T-mobile tomorrow and see what else there is to do. I can upgrade in September, but maybe there’s another option (when I was with Sprint, there was always another option).
Here is what I need:
A phone that Twitter supports for their official app
High photo/video quality and easy access
Good battery
Maps and navigation
Speaker phone
Keyboard
Email access
Durable phone (tough when dropped etc.)
Calendar w/notification capabilities
Reasonable price
The problem is the “no perfect phone” part, and a phone with a reasonable price. But I doubt I’ll find anything less than $500 nowadays.


I finally watched Lady Gaga‘s Born This Way music video. My first thought was how much I hate her mini-movies. Then after I got past all her slutty outfits and dance moves, I realized how familiar the song was. This is not the first time she’s been accused of copying off Madonna, and I doubt it will be the last.


Now if you excuse me, I have some Honey Nut Cheerios to eat.