30 posts tagged “nablopomo”
This post and the last one came from a friend's house, due to the fact that my own internet is malfunctioning in a hugely annoying fashion.
I am very stressed out but sort of okay at the same time. This differs from my usual state which is very okay but sort of stressed out. I'm so dynamic!
And this ends thirty days of posts due to NaBloPoMo. Now comes December. And snow is predicted FOREVER. Wheeeee.
What are your top 5 CDs/albums of 2006?
Submitted by eliz. s.
Nick:
1) "10,000 Days" - Tool
2) "A Fever You Can't Sweat Out" - Panic at the Disco!
3) "Broken Boy Soldiers" - The Raconteurs
4) "Love" - The Beatles
5) "Stadium Arcadium" - Red Hot Chili Peppers
Sabrina:
1 through 5) "Futuresex/Lovesounds" - Justin Timberlake
Mine:
1) "The Crane Wife" - The Decemberists
2) "Ringleader of the Tormentors" - Morrissey
3) "Continuum" - John Mayer
4) "nineteeneighties" - Grant-Lee Phillips
5) "Rabbit Fur Coat" - Jenny Lewis with the Watson Twins
Do you keep a journal or diary? How often do you write in it?
Submitted by Kim.
Sometimes I think that I have too many journals. Especially online, where I currently record my (sporadic) thoughts on Vox, on LiveJournal and somewhere else. But for the last five years or so, I also have had a series of small, chunky notebooks in which I write everything - addresses, lists, thoughts, drawings, story ideas, things I want to remember, people I want to forget - all the good stuff.
I was going to upload an artistic picture of those notebooks but my digital camera batteries need a charge. I'll do it later. I also need a charge.
Show us your pets.
Submitted by Prakash Daniel.
Sometimes I feel like all I have are pets. Especially when I'm making dinner or walking up or down the stairs.
The top one is Sam, with a Post-It note upon which I was doodling until Sam knocked it off the desk to cuddle with it.
What is your stupid human trick?
Submitted by Scarlett.
I accidentally taught myself to speak backwards when I was a kid. You have no idea how little this comes up in life. The only two times I can think of when it was ever useful was when I was in fifth grade and I won a game in class by knowing all of these backwards words. And the other time is when one of my friends remembers that I can do this and challenges me to dazzle the crowd with my amazing gift.
Say "Montana" backwards, Aarika. Say "racecar," ha ha.
Someone once told me that it takes thirty days to un-learn a bad habit. I recall discussing this with another person and that person put forth the notion that the first person was an idiot. She upheld that some people consider narcotic use a bad habit that is only in need of a strong willpower to abstain for thirty days and, bam!, there we go - no more drug addicts. If only they can stay strong.
I agreed with her that this thirty-day mark isn't a golden rule for all habits across the board, and seems downright ridiculous in the matter of someone facing a serious chemical addiction, but that maybe there was something to it. But maybe I'm just attempting to make an arbitrary number fit my own life. It wouldn't be the first time, I can assure you.
There have been a lot of things that I didn't think I would be able to stop doing. Whether it was pining after a person who had already forgotten my name or finding it necessary to add up all the numbers on product barcodes until they reached thirteen. For the latter thing, I developed a system to make sure that the numbers almost always added to thirteen, my OCD "magic number" at the time. And if my system failed me, I had to keep finding barcodes. That was a fun time. For the former thing? I don't know if I can create any sort of antidote for the power of pine and if you have one, tell me about it. Unless it involves ice cream and alcohol and random sex. I already know that one. It has a limited power.
Other people can become the most dangerous habit of all and I think this is because chocolate cake can't follow you around or call you on the phone when you've almost forgotten what its voice sounds like. Only people can do that and they will, especially if you are thisclose to moving past them. It's a special part of human nature that we developed to sabotage each other and make sure that no one can move on unless both people are truly done, I'm convinced of it.
It makes me want never to meet anyone again for fear that I'll end up in this sort of situation all the time and, at the same time, invite all sorts of new and good people into my life who can replace the bad habit that I let in during a weak moment. If only I'd been stronger.
I'm also working on the phone-capable chocolate cake. On the side.
Show us what you're thankful for.
I skipped Day 22 in the NaBloPoMo month of crazy entry-writing. I thought I'd actually already written something yesterday but I hadn't. Oops. However it seems sort of a worthwhile reason why it happened. Well, six worthwhile reasons and I'm thankful for all of 'em.
One is my nephew, whose name is now Will (for short, his whole name is astoundingly long and Greek):
What's your favorite heartbreak song?
Submitted by esta86.
The first time that I heard this song, I shivered all the way through it. It's just so heartbreaking and wonderful and perfect. From the first time that Jeff Buckley sings the title of the song...gahhhh. He sounds so sad and even the pauses are so dripping with pain and frustration and...gahhhh. It's a short song, at less than three minutes, but it packs so much punch in that time that it sticks with you forever after you listen to it. Killer.
I thought yesterday was stressful but today? Today is stressful.
My as-yet-unnamed first nephew:
