electronic wishing.

I am just waiting for my laptop to die. Its… I don’t know, 5 years old? Geezer old in the digital world. The battery life maxes out at 2 minutes tops, necessitating the power cord, which precariously teeters on the prong thing that is in the actual laptop. Technically speaking. Anyway, over the course of any given time of laptop use, if I so much as breath too hard or type with any greater force than a mouse, the cord slips from its position and my laptop transfers to battery power.

The screen dims. I have small heart palpitations.

This thing is seriously hanging onto life by a wish and a prayer. I thought for a millisecond about going out to buy a new one on Black Friday but that turned out to not be a possibility. If I had deeper pockets, I would go into BestBuy to purchase a laptop and end up leaving with armfuls of other items that I also need to upgrade. Items with lots of dollar signs on the tags...

food coma.

 

I hope everyone had a tasty holiday!

I definitely enjoyed the few days of non-stop activities and the massive amounts of food! It's really been one of those weeks that feels like it should have been two. Work, nights out with friends, cooking with mom, and spending lots of time with visiting family... how did we manage to fit everything in? Of course, its all in preparation for the whirlwind approaching that is December. I have psychotically mixed feelings towards the holidays, but that is a topic for another time! 

-See ya in the A.M.

because i can.

Part of living in a fun new apartment would be to actually LIVE in it, right? That's not been happening much since the move-in. After working overtime almost every day and then spending more than an hour in traffic, this place pretty much exists for me to crash in before I have to wake up and do it all over again.

I mean, I'm still not totally unpacked.

And I was not prepared at all to deal with the laundry list of problems that have been coming at me nonstop this month, but you know what a great fix is for a drained spirit and a squashed brain? 15 hours of sleep. Long, heavy unconsciousness that was in no way drug-induced. Excessive, yes, and it solved absolutely none of my problems, but sometimes you gotta recharge the batteries!

new.

Moving to a new place is exciting... and scary... and headache-inducing. OH and physically exhausting. But once all the boxes are unpacked and the pictures are hung, I turn into this inspired and calm person.

For awhile anyway.

And when my mind is racing with creative thoughts, I'm on such a high. Seriously, I can't hold on to all the great ideas I have. And wouldn't it be oh-so-convenient to have a spot to dump my thoughts into so I can come back on my not-so-happening days and maybe catch that high again? Where could I find such a place?

Oh look.