Wednesday, December 31, 2008

New Years Non-Resolutions

I'm not really doing New Years Resolutions, mostly because everything that would be a resolution is part of a larger plan that has been shaping up over the past few months. Plus it seems as though people forget their resolutions by the middle of January, which kind of defeats the point.

This year earns a nice, extremely close second in the competition for My Personal Worst Year Ever, so I'm basically operating under the assumption that 2009 will be better by default. "Better by default" kind of implies, though, that things will "not be quite as terrible", so I'd prefer to go above and beyond terrible and shoot for "awesome". Because of the way my brain works, I'm not really expecting awesome, but there has to be some sort of middle ground I can be satisfied with.

2008 had a lot of changes that I either didn't have control over, or that happened as the result of my bad decision making, or somewhere in between. A combination of depression and pride got the best of me and resulted in my suspension from school. I had my first, not particularly healthy, probably-should-never-have-happened relationship and the subsequent break-up. (And the subsequent post-break-up sex. Twice. Which of course made the actual break-up bit harder to deal with.) My living situation changed multiple times for multiple reasons. My dad died, which was especially hard because we did not always have a good relationship. I spent the majority of the year feeling like I was spinning, or worse.

I'm not saying everything about this year was bad, but a lot was. Enough that I'm going to do whatever I can to make this year a positive one. Because in 2008, the bad stuff more than outweighed the good, and that's not much of an incentive to keep on going. So this year I hope to take control and responsibility for myself so that my actions can have some better consequences.

I'll post about some of my plans tomorrow, but the big thing I wanted to mention is communication. I am a HORRIBLE communicator. I don't like letting people know what I'm thinking, what I'm feeling, what I want or what I need. Even when I want to explain myself, I find I usually don't know how. It's incredibly frustrating for everyone. Example: I can be a fairly huggy, demonstrative person, but I also have times when I do not. like. to be touched. At all, by anyone, unless they ask first and I say yes. But the majority of people around me don't know this, because I don't tell them. I don't tell them because I don't want to seem weird or unfriendly. But because people don't know, they touch me anyway. And then I sit very still and grit my teeth and feel extremely uncomfortable while a friend hugs me; or a friend touches my arm and I jerk away or fling myself off a chair, and they have no idea why.

The whole thing sucks for everyone, because it results in either me feeling upset because someone is doing something to me that I don't want, or it results in a friend feeling upset because I've just been rude and strange for no apparent reason. The whole thing could be resolved if I asked my friends "Sometimes I get kind of weird about physical stuff, could you please ask before you touch me?", or if, when the situation came up, I said something like "Hey, I'm not really having a huggy day - it's nothing personal."

So yeah. Communicating better is one of my top priorities for 2009. Not because it's 2009, but just because it needs to happen. I'll post more about other goals tomorrow, but right now I'm going to get something to eat, take my dogs outside, and probably read some more blogs. Maybe watch an episode of House, or better yet, The Triplets Of Belleville, which I have wanted to see for a while now. Oh! And I get to open the gingerbread house that my mom and I made with our friends. Every year we make a house, every year it gets opened either Christmas Eve or New Years Eve, depending on how much patience we have. This is the first New Years I've been alone, but it's shaping up pretty well, I think. Animals, the internet, foreign films, gingerbread and candy - I could do a lot worse.

Three cheers for New Years:-)

Monday, December 29, 2008

Stress

So I am stressed out recently, in the way that you demonstrate by pretending nothing is wrong and distracting yourself, rather than acknowledge your brain is making you crazy. I'm home with my mom for a while, which is nifty, and I'm in the process of moving from one apartment to another. They're only about a mile apart, and the new one is a little more expensive, but it means I don't have to live with my ex anymore, which is good because that was stressing me out more than anything else in the universe. So I guess I should be happy that my #1 stressor is not going to be an issue anymore.

Except:
I'm stressed about having to rent a UHaul or take a chance with my dad's crazy old pickup truck.
I'm stressed because I don't want my mom to see what a disaster the old apartment is.
I'm stressed because the lock on the new apartment doesn't open unless you click your heels and say "Open sesame" and jiggle the lock to the left for 8 hours, and I don't want to deal with that tomorrow.
I'm stressed because my old roommates can't afford rent without a 4th roommate, and I feel bad putting them in that position, even though it's necessary for my sanity.
I'm stressed because I don't know what's going to happen between me and my ex now.
I'm stressed because I don't want my new roommate to know I'm a nutjob.
I'm stressed because I'm on academic suspension and have to talk to the dean of my college and go through the whole admissions process again.
I'm stressed because I'm worried about finding a job.
I'm stressed because I'm already starting to forget what things looked like in the house I grew up in.
I'm stressed because I'm scared I'm going to screw up all my plans for myself.
I'm stressed because I'm worried that I don't deserve anything good anyway.
And mostly I'm stressed because my depression makes me stressed, and I really should do something about that sometime. Hmm.


Having said all that, my rottie mix is curled up in an armchair, passed out, and my hound mix is stretched out across the couch, completely covered by a blanket I put on him an hour ago. Only his nose and his front paws are sticking out. So there may be hope for the world, yet.


Moral of the story: Life is stressful, but as long as you have this, things will seem managable.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

40 degrees

Why is it 1:30 AM and only 40 degrees outside? Why didn't I have to put mittens or a winter coat on to walk the dogs? How come my horses don't need their blankets for the first night in a month? Why is my formerly tundra-like paddock turning slushy and brown? It's winter, goddammit, what the fuck?

What are you doing, New England, you sneaky creature?

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Available...

Available: 19-year-old female looking for full- or part-time employment. 3 years experience shoveling stalls, babying horses and bossing bratty kids around. Loves animals, likes kids unless they're annoying, likes adults unless they're annoying and/or condescending. Good at faking politeness even if you deserve to be smacked upside the head. Excellent references. Multiple facial piercings but owns at least one nice shirt. Openly queer and knows she can't be fired for it. Likes physical labor / can climb ladders and lift heavy things. Doesn't mind custodial work. Can count. Feels fairly confident she could operate a cash register and scanner if someone showed her how.
For more information contact that hippie that hangs out in the basement of the Union.




[I really wish I could actually submit this.]

Monday, December 8, 2008

Rhett Miller - Question

I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SONG.


[There are so many more productive things I could be doing....]


Someday somebody's gonna ask you a question that you should say yes to...

*Swoon.*

Friday, December 5, 2008

Mayday Parade - Jamie All Over

Jamie All Over - Mayday Parade


I had a dream last night
We drove out to see Las Vegas
We lost ourselves in the bright lights
I wish you could have seen us
Begging for change to get home
Or at least San Francisco
Let's put a ten on the high card
And spend a summer on the West Coast

Down and to the left
(Here's the map and the pen; the place you pointed at)
Be California's best
(All I ask, all I ask)

And please don't tell me that I'm dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to
Dream another sunset with you
If I roll over when it's over
I'll take this Cali sunrise with me
And wake up with the fondest memories

We made love by the ocean
As the waves crashed around you
Sunsets never were so bright
And the skies never so blue
You opened up into my arms
And we laughed as I held you
I'll never go back to Georgia
Not at least till I have to

Down and to the left
(Here's the map and the pen; the place you pointed at)
Be California's best
(All I ask, all I ask)

And please don't tell me that I'm dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to
Dream another sunset with you
If I roll over when it's over
I'll take this Cali sunrise with me
And wake up with the fondest memories
Memories

I had a dream last night
We drove out to see Las Vegas
We lost ourselves in the bright lights

And please don't tell me that I'm dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to
Dream another sunset with you
If I roll over when it's over
I'll take this Cali sunrise with me
And wake up with the fondest memories

We made love by the ocean
As the waves crashed around you
(Memories)
Sunsets never were so bright
And the skies never so blue
(Memories)
You opened up into my arms
And we laughed as I held you
(Memories)
I'll never go back to Georgia
Not at least till I have to

Down and to the left