31 & living in NYC former NYC resident with travels near and far (though less frequent currently). This blog is scattered and sometimes incoherent. It's trivial and it's serious.


All views and opinions are my own and do not reflect those of anyone else. period.

What's a skill that you wish you could be totally proficient in? (Sorry for ending that sentence with a preposition!)
Anonymous

mind reading. or teleportation. or anything that would earn me a lot of money without effort. oooh or getting my manicure to last longer than a day.

What's one thing that other people do that can take you straight past minor annoyance into full-blown rage?
Anonymous

Hm. I’ve gotten better at not letting people get me riled up.

That being said, talking over me, not letting me finish a sentence, any iteration of that general idea. It’s so rude and demeaning, plus it’s crazy unproductive.

Have you already moved to the burbs? How's that working out?
Anonymous

We have. It’s…well it’s…meh. It has it’s pros and cons (like anywhere I guess). We are currently living with my mother so that is odd and we both currently have super long commutes (mine is approximately 4 hours per day). We’re working on fixing both issues, though Mom seemed to be a little sad the other day when she thought that a gift I bought her meant we are leaving (which we are but we aren’t sure when yet).

I do love driving again (other people driving near me I don’t love as much but that’s part of the deal). I love the quiet. I love the space despite not needing it, it’s kind of nice to have.

I miss the proximity to friends. I miss quick impromptu plans. I miss the culture you can see just walking down the street. I miss the plethora of restaurants. I get my fix of some of it during the week while at work, so I get a bit of both worlds right now.

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Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something. By (via nopantson)

I’m totally game to learn a new operating system. I can handle changes. I cannot handle having to macgyver the simplest tasks.

Linux I like your look. I like your speed. I will beat you.

Tonight we went to a restaurant and celebrated 2 years of cohabitation without murder by stuffing buffalo chicken mac and cheese, and pizza in our faces.

Today was a good day.