I know everybody hates those meandering, abstract posts about “posting more” and “having an angle” and blah, blah, blah. So let’s get right to the point —
I’ve moved on. I can’t promise it will be any better, but… actually, I can’t promise anything. In fact, you will take what you can get, and you will like it.
Ahem. I mean, “Join me, won’t you?”
I’ve been disorganized my entire life. In fact, I could easily turn into a hoarder if things don’t work out for me. I’ve had the “Don’t touch my stuff until I go through it!” tantrums before.
So I’ve been trying to get organized the way some women compulsively fad-diet. I know all the tips and tricks and methods and strategies, but at the end of the day my stuff is still out of control. Sometimes I picture it all like an angry mob. The standard advice of “set a time period, and don’t forget to add clean-up at the end!” just doesn’t begin to turn the tide.
So I think I’m going to give in and work with my natural organizing method, which is “drag everything out of the area in question and throw it on the floor, then only put back what you want.” Then, whatever’s left over can sit in a pile on the floor for as long as I need it to. I can shift the pile around from room to room if necessary, like into the bedroom if people are coming over. My theory is, if I have to constantly trip over the shit, I’m that much more motivated to send it to Goodwill, as compared to shoving it neatly in a closet somewhere every time my egg-timer dings.
Sure, that pile looks like a tiny personal landfill, which is possibly even more depressing than the original clutter situation. And sure, we’re all constantly bashing our toes. But it’ll all be gone in a month or three, and in the meantime I have that magazine-perfect corner over there. And I can live with that.
I decided to sign up for NaNoWriMo yesterday.
For several years during grad school, I was jealous of all the people who had time to participate. Now, I’m kind of overwhelmed. I don’t even have an idea!
But that’s the beauty of NaNoWriMo — it’s one of the few creative projects where you are encouraged to produce sheer quantity, and not worry about quality. So I am planning to have the “need an idea” question in the back of my mind until Nov. 1, no pressure or anything. And then I am just gonna dive in blindly with whatever I have, and see where it takes me.
Updates on my progress will be posted here… and I’ll see about excerpts when I get to that point.
Anyone else nano-ing? Let me know, so we can commiserate!
-dontfeedthetiki (can’t believe the things she gets herself into, sometimes)
Today I summoned my inner 80s child and repaired our rabbit ears! (Antenna-rigging is like a lost art, man. I love it.) The cats snapped one completely off, and it’s been messing with our reception. So I slipped a slightly bent paperclip inside, in the hollow part, then slid the broken end onto the paperclip. I did this for stability. Then I wrapped the new joint in tinfoil, because… well, because that’s just what you use on a bad antenna. Then I gave the whole patched area a solid layer of duct tape.
And it works, reception is MUCH better! Yeah, I know rabbit ears aren’t expensive, but I figure they’re also not worth the trip to K-Mart. And I’m so proud of my handiwork! Let’s see how long this lasts.
-dontfeedthetiki (needs an avocado, an icepick, and your snorkel. go, we don’t have much time!)
In the last two days, I have pretty much cleaned up the archives. I can’t tell you how many posts I made that basically said, “I am tired. That is all.” I deleted them all. I wrote a staggering number of chore-lists. And my goodness, can I complain about the same things over and over again! And anything remotely entertaining was friends-locked, which ain’t doin’ no good to nobody.
I am so sorry, guys, I appear to be a colossally boring poster. But I want to change! I swear, I can change!
Coming soon – a bunch of old stuff! That is, there are a bunch of things where I had gotten as far as uploading the pictures to flickr and maybe linking them on facebook, but I’d never permanently logged them here. So here is some rum, a bunch of happy plants, my old high school assignment book, the results of a quiz from my bank, and some stuff about my cats.
Okay, I really have to stop staying up until 2. The cats don’t let me sleep in long enough to make it feasible. I’ll be back when I have something interesting to report…
…or the next time this happens. Whichever comes first.
-dontfeedthetiki (nobody wants to see my to-do list… and neither do I.)
my old high school assignment book.
Front cover – at the beginning of the year, they handed you your schedule. You were already expected to have a standard-issue squibb, to which you would then tape the schedule. We all did this.
inside cover – I don’t think this is the whole collage at its peak, but it’s a good representative chunk.
first page – a drawing done by my friend, which I then stapled to the page.
-dontfeedthetiki (must be getting older; she’s starting to eat her vegetables.)
“Based on your inputs it appears that you will not become a millionaire in your lifetime.”
-dontfeedthetiki (doesn’t have what it takes)