Tutelage

I was heckled earlier by a fan who urged me to post.
I know. I am SUCH a slacker.
I'll give you the same excuse that I have for not studying German anymore, not playing Roller Coaster Tycoon, and only researching investments on my lunch break:

I get paid to spend 8+ hours in front of a computer, which makes me want to come home and not sit at a computer. So instead, I come home and do ACTIVITIES!!!!!!!

Plus, it's summer, so, yeah.

The blog you should be really excited about is this one. I have THREE, count 'em, THREE new outfits to update on and they are some of my best projects yet. I feel like I'm getting good at things.
According to this illustration, it only takes 7 years to master something. I've been sewing for about 6 years, so I guess I'm approaching it.

Which means my mom is like a god...ess.

I don't feel like I've almost mastered it, though, but there's definitely some evidence. I'm even taking out some of my old poop projects and either fixing them or putting the materials to better use!

Also, I can listen to music or "watch" Gossip Girl while I sew. Serena is retarded. And I just found out today that there is a band called True Story.
True story.

Mike and I built a computer last night. I guess that's what married people do. It took three and a half hours, but it works. Building a computer was never on my bucket list of things to do.
Still isn't.

 I've realized that I've one of these people that saves everything to their desktop.
The following folders on my desktop are named as follows:
"That random folder I miss so much"
"For now"
"New Folder"
And yet I still have a tornado of files surrounding them all.
I think my brain remembers thing by location.
What's the file called? I have no idea.
Where is it? 4 icons up, 2 over. Rise over run, baby.

In order to clean it up a little bit, I dragged and dropped everything in another folder that I simply called "Atrocities."
Now I'm not going to be able to find anything.
Not like I'll ever really need to. Bazinga.

I think one of my projects one day will be to go through all my files and really delete stuff.
Right now, I'll ashamedly admit that I'm still in that vulnerable phase where I come across some huge accounting project from school that I could very well delete but instead think, "What if I NEED it? How will I validate my degree and existence if I don't hold onto all of my spreadsheets of fictional companies!?!?!"

I'm so logical.

I have become better over time, though. Much like Sam, who has become fatter over time.

*picking up KFC one day because sometimes you just gotta use KFC coupons*
Me: Can we have chicken in the car?
Mike: NO! We're not going to be like fat Americans who eat in the car! We're going to be fat Americans who go home and eat it in front of the TV.

I'm now going to talk to you about two things:
1. My blogging process, when I do actually get around to doing it
2. My new job

Blogging Process

Good ideas are kind of like farts. They just come out of nowhere, sometimes when you're not expecting it. And sometimes, they happen in the shower and then you are suffocating yourself in the glass box and cannot wait to get out so you can breathe/write it down so you don't forget it.

Sometimes it will be just a quote, line, verse to a song, or just a culmination of ideas and ruminations.
But these are GOLDEN NUGGETS, and they must be saved!

So whenever I have a good bloggable idea, I go ahead and type it as a draft. Then, when I feel like writing, I just start going and occasionally pick one of these drafts to include or add onto or leave out altogether.
Currently, I have 13 drafts, so it's not like I haven't been busy. Unfortunately, some of them relate to my former job, which isn't relevant anymore.

Example:

Me: How can I pack pasta for lunch? Because pasta doesn't store well, so when you open it up the next day, it's all limp and mealy. What I'm hoping is that I can put pasta sauce on top of the noodles, and then when it microwaves, the sauce will ignite the pasta and burn the building down and then I won't have to go to work anymore.
Mike: Wow. I did not see that coming.

My New Job

I feel nothing like the former paragraph but I am SO AFRAID of saying that I like it because I also liked tax at first, when it was learning everything and doing the fun little work before it got all complicated, stressful, and boring.

But yes, I like it. I like it a lot, actually. It makes me think this is what I should've started off doing right from college.

Again, I'm still in the learning phases, which is really fun for me, but what's also nice is that I have a nice give 'n take of tasks to do.
Working in tax was like standing on a beach watching a tsunami come.
Working in corporate is like sitting in the sand, feeling the nice, ebb and flow of the daily tide.

I took a day off, just to enjoy today.
I'm also going to help some friends move later.
There's something about moving in three digit degree weather that makes me feel alive and dead at the same time.

Haulin' cube,
TWS