omg. more like, OMG. i am overwhelmed. i decided a short while ago that i need to get up to speed on all these social networking outlets because people started talking about Google+ and i was like, Google what? these weren't kids talking, these were people older than me...so i figured i HAD to get on the bandwagon and investigate, start learning how to play with all these gadgets. it's truly insane. first of all, i spent all of my days at work in front of a computer. now, i am spending a good portion of my free time in front of a computer. this is so wrong!!! how does one balance life with staying "cyber connected?" there must be a more efficient way of doing this.
i therefore believe that i need a purpose for this new tweeting/blogging lifestyle of mine. (eek.) in many ways, i want it to be a creative outlet. i really love to write and get thoughts out there, and i could certainly stand to use some practice. maybe i can go out there and just try stuff and blog about it. however, all the social media advice says you need to pick an identity and go with it. say what? how do you pick an identity. better yet, how do I pick an identity? that has been my biggest problem in life: i like too many things. i go off on tangents and constantly have to be learning something new. i'm what they call a "scanner." hmm...could that be my identity? interesting...self-discovery (or identity crisis?) via tweeter.
help.
07 February 2012
02 February 2012
stealth
normally i would feel really bad about not blogging so much here, but i have an excuse. i actually have another blog out there in cyberspace that gets much more of my attention...but it's written anonymously. i can write ANYTHING and nobody will pin it on me. i love it. anyways, time to give this one a little love...for the year, at least.
so what's new? i am now in san antonio, and it turns out i am going to stay here rather than go to Austin. sure, Austin is "cool," but personally, i think san antonio is more interesting. the culture is amazing. the pace of life is really nice. the cost of living is fantastic. there is a nightlife, great food, a killer music scene, excellent road riding, and tons of friendly people. it's also two hours to Corpus...which means, surf! although this town has many more people than Austin, the density is like nothing in comparision. i stress out anytime i drive through Austin.
and the house. it went on the market three months ago and after a painful process, i decided i had to short sale because the value of my house dropped so much. (yay, Phoenix!) turns out i'd be eligible for an easy short sale that wouldn't kill my credit because i moved, which is considered an "extenuating circumstance." cool. even cooler, four hours after i called my realtor to tell her to start the short sale process, my neighbor across the street decided she want to lease to own the place. SWEET! we are now figuring out those details, but i should be an official "landlord" by march.
as for the job, i have nothing nice to say. i can't elaborate right now in case a colleague stumbles across this rant, but the issues run deep. it's much worse than, "i don't like the work." it is time to move on, but despite how awesome "saytown" is, there are no jobs here. it's actually the sixth worst city in the U.S. to find a job. needless to say, who knows how long i'll be here (last i discussed with the beau was six months, unless something changed drastically). the gypsy blood will again take hold and propel me into another state. (should i continue to go...east?) but i'm just following the advice of a wise (cocky) man who founded a little business named after a fruit: "stay hungry, stay foolish." easy for me to do, especially if there's pizza in the room!
it's humbling to think in 20 days i will be 36 years old, and still, everything i own is packed away in a 10x10 storage space 90 miles north of me. i am still "crashing pads." i bought an iMac five months ago and it's been in the box for three. i still hate to buy clothes, wear makeup, and do my hair in the morning (which, speaking of, i am back to the pixie cut as of two days ago...love it!). i still have not lived with a boyfriend. will i ever "grow up," "settle down," whatever you call it? probably not, but that's not me. i'm not LOOKING for anything (for a person out there who continually "reminds" me that i am searching for myself...hardly), i'm just going with the flow and walking down the path called "life"...well, usually the path that goes off in the wrong direction, but it's always an adventure.
so what's new? i am now in san antonio, and it turns out i am going to stay here rather than go to Austin. sure, Austin is "cool," but personally, i think san antonio is more interesting. the culture is amazing. the pace of life is really nice. the cost of living is fantastic. there is a nightlife, great food, a killer music scene, excellent road riding, and tons of friendly people. it's also two hours to Corpus...which means, surf! although this town has many more people than Austin, the density is like nothing in comparision. i stress out anytime i drive through Austin.
and the house. it went on the market three months ago and after a painful process, i decided i had to short sale because the value of my house dropped so much. (yay, Phoenix!) turns out i'd be eligible for an easy short sale that wouldn't kill my credit because i moved, which is considered an "extenuating circumstance." cool. even cooler, four hours after i called my realtor to tell her to start the short sale process, my neighbor across the street decided she want to lease to own the place. SWEET! we are now figuring out those details, but i should be an official "landlord" by march.
as for the job, i have nothing nice to say. i can't elaborate right now in case a colleague stumbles across this rant, but the issues run deep. it's much worse than, "i don't like the work." it is time to move on, but despite how awesome "saytown" is, there are no jobs here. it's actually the sixth worst city in the U.S. to find a job. needless to say, who knows how long i'll be here (last i discussed with the beau was six months, unless something changed drastically). the gypsy blood will again take hold and propel me into another state. (should i continue to go...east?) but i'm just following the advice of a wise (cocky) man who founded a little business named after a fruit: "stay hungry, stay foolish." easy for me to do, especially if there's pizza in the room!
it's humbling to think in 20 days i will be 36 years old, and still, everything i own is packed away in a 10x10 storage space 90 miles north of me. i am still "crashing pads." i bought an iMac five months ago and it's been in the box for three. i still hate to buy clothes, wear makeup, and do my hair in the morning (which, speaking of, i am back to the pixie cut as of two days ago...love it!). i still have not lived with a boyfriend. will i ever "grow up," "settle down," whatever you call it? probably not, but that's not me. i'm not LOOKING for anything (for a person out there who continually "reminds" me that i am searching for myself...hardly), i'm just going with the flow and walking down the path called "life"...well, usually the path that goes off in the wrong direction, but it's always an adventure.
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