Here I am, blogging. Apparently you all have missed me, as I keep being reminded that I have not been updating. Although I don't really think it's fair to chastise me for not updating MY blog, because when's the last time any of you updated your blogs, OH THAT'S RIGHT YOU DON'T HAVE ONE. Except for one of you (LEAH.) who hasn't updated your blog in the year 2012. So I'll just go ahead and take as long as i want to update. HA!
I unfortunately don't really have much to say at the moment. I have been oddly busy, in that special way only i have of doing absolutely nothing with my life, yet somehow having no time to do ANYTHING. Whatever. Specifically, this week, my parents are vacationing in Portugal (wtf?!), and Gretchen and I are doing some work around the house, specifically painting our giant-ass living room. In my mind, it is possible to paint an entire room in one day, but in actual practice, this is not at all possible. IT has taken SO LONG, but the room looks really good now. Hopefully my parents don't hate it.
I am also currently at war with technology. My blackberry seems to want to stop living, and my computer is working very sporadically. The phone difficulties are not helping the fact that I am hands down the worst phone call and text receiver and/or returner. Don't think I am not aware of this. I always miss everyone's phone calls. I say I will call people back, and then completely forget. In fact, writing this has reminded me that I was supposed to call someone this weekend, and did not. Fuck. You know what? I'm ready for phone calls to be a thing of the past. I am just sooooo tired of apologizing for missing phone calls. I'm so tired of having to return phone calls from people that I'm not even interested in talking to. I have never ever liked talking on the phone, with very few exceptions.
It is particularly trying, this past year or so, in which I am feeling particularly dissatisfied with my life, to have to carry on phone conversations with everyone about their marriage, engagement, new baby, great job, cool social life, vacation, house hunting, etc etc. I have nothing of any interest to add, but I try to hard to make it a not one-sided conversation, and to make my life sound interesting, and fail. I used to be able to fall back on all things pop culture, but I'm just not as cool and current and hip to those things any more, so I don't have quite so much to add. The music everyone else is listening to, I haven't heard, and the tv shows everyone else loves, I don't like. So give me a year or so, and hopefully things will turn around in my life a little bit, and I will be more enthusiastic about phone-talking. And maybe I'll learn to be better about intercepting phone calls as well.
Also, I am aware that not wanting to talk on the phone because my life sucks makes me super selfish. Sorry I'm not sorry.
I'm sorry I went on a rant there, again. I swear 2012 is the year of me being less miserable and mostly succeeding at it, so don't worry, this isn't going to turn into a bitchy self-hating wrist-cutting blog again. I just so happy to be very sleepy right now.
Aaaaaanywho, I am drafting a big ol' Hunger Games review coming hopefully sometime in the next several days, so you can look forward to that. That is, if you have any interest in The Hunger Games. Otherwise, you can feel very indifferent.
I just want to clarify one thing, mostly because I think it would be hilarious if they didn't know -- are your parents aware that you're painting the living room or is this sort of a "Welcome home" surprise thing? Either way, I agree that painting does take much longer than you would normally think.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I look forward to your Hunger Games review :)
There you are! Are your parents back and did they like the living room being painted?
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