just your average Olympia
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I hate hearing and seeing anyone chew gum or eat chips; also bananas. GO AWAY
saturday (i initially wrote “sunday” because i don’t know what day it is apparently, but it feels like sunday & that’s what matters. and sunday has yet to even come so it’ll be like double sunday this weekend. party time, excellent.)
Alexis Madrigal writes at The Atlantic:
… our cultural expectations of radio — funneled through different technological listening devices — are changing. It may be broadcast over traditional airwaves, but it’s webby. It feels interactive and interrogative rather than narrowly investigative. Abumrad and Krulwich aren’t coming from on high, but right there with the listener adventuring through the story.
These guys, and their whole team, have changed the way I and others strive to tell science stories. The sky’s the limit, and I can’t wait to explore what’s coming.
(via npr)
the “Happy Birthday!” feature on Facebook makes me feel funny. it’s one of my 600+ friends’ birthdays almost everyday, and then of course once a year it’s my birthday. yesterday was that day. I could not resist peeking periodically throughout the day to see who posted— the close loved ones called & visited of course, but I couldn’t help but to take notice as to who of my 600+ “friends” wished to wish me well on my 25th.
it’s definitely silly, but i had a sneaking self consciousness concerning my turnout; unsettled thinking, “is this how many people like me?” just 50 of them— several my family, a few neighbors, and a few stragglers from my high school French class. what about everyone else? does it matter? and the answer has to be no. I can’t let the insincerity of a “Happy Birthday! hope all is well!” on my Facebook wall hold any weight in the way I feel on my day. Facebook is a popularity contest anyway, and it doesn’t affect me any other day of the year; my birthday cannot and will not an should not be any different. I have consciously opted to not wish Facebook acquaintances a happy birthday more often than not these days. although I can think of several folks who I expected tidings from, I can’t think more about it. those most important made themselves known, and that’s what matters. screw you Facebook for not wishing me a happy birthday this year either though.
I NEED TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE BEFORE I WATCH ANYTHING ELSE ON ENCORE LOVE
it’s that time again, that time for new year’s resolutions. i always make some, and then forget about them— i guess really because i just think some up to share with others, who inevitably ask me what my resolutions are.
one year i resolved to learn the “single ladies” dance from beyonce’s music video, which is not really a resolution, except i played it off like, okay if i learn that whole dance (NOT EASY), i’ll get in shape- so really my resolution is to exercise more and work on my rhythm. i do not know how to do the dance. i also said i would learn how to ride a bike last year to appease my family, but technically i did do it, and it was fun just like they said it would be, i just need some practice now.
but 2011 brought on a lot of big changes for me, although positive, things that mark the beginning of a new chapter in my life— maybe even my “adult” life (AHHHH!). and so here is 2012, and i have a lot to accomplish, things i want to be serious about; and things i don’t want to be so serious about.
i am going to use this blog more. when i first started it was so great for me; it served as a FUN outlet for random thoughts and allowed me to at least think creatively for myself. i must write more; it feels good and i want to do it. i also want to take more pictures. sometimes i impress myself, and think “why don’t i do this all the time?” again this year, i want to try to be in more pictures as well. as a dear friend always tells me, i’ll be happy to have it later.
it has been brought to my attention recently by family & loved ones that i need to work on being nicer. this makes me cringe because i love so many so dearly, and i truly care about the well being of others and myself, but sometimes i just get… bitchy, and the attitude just escaped before i can take that deep breath (also resolutions: breathe more; meditate; exercise) that i need to just regain patience and perspective.
more music! classic rock keeps me company, but it’s making something inside of me bored.
i got a knitting kit, and I WILL LEARN HOW TO KNIT.
i will get better at riding my bike, and spend more time outside. they say fresh air is good for ya, who would have thought?
gotta read more.
this has all just been for the record.
the start of a new year always makes me nostalgic for those past (goin’ back- devendra banhart)
