Saturday, February 28, 2009

I Heart Blogs

One of the interests I have listed in my About Me section is learning new things. I LOVE learning new things, it's part of my love for change. It keeps you feeling fresh, which I think is very important in life. I live in a small-ish city in a secluded part of the county. By secluded I mean that not a lot gets in and people are somewhat forgotten about here. I first found out what blogs were about two years ago. I wasn't very involved in the Internet beyond MySpace so I didn't really have a clue what was going on beyond the 419. I had (and still currently have) zillions of magazine subscriptions and one day when I was looking through Jane they had a small article about Sarah from Pink of Perfection. I looked up her blog and instantly fell in love with it. I read all through her posts and followed all of the links she had in them. I also followed all of the links she had in her "Links" section and read through those blogs and followed those links and so on until it was apparent that a better, more interesting, life did exist beyond The Great Black Swamp. It felt like my whole world had instantly opened up! I found so many other people who shared the same interests as me, but I also found new things that I never knew I liked. I found this add-on for Firefox called Foxmarks to organize all of my bookmarks since they were starting to get a little out of control. So, below is a list I put together of some of the blogs/websites that have influenced me, taught me something, or just piqued my interest. Feel free to share yours favs with me!

Be well, do good deeds, and stay in touch,

1. Pink of Perfection
2. Dooce
3. Zen Habits
4. Wisebread
5. Geekologie
6. Marc and Angel Hack Life
7. Apartment Therapy
8. Create!
9. DIY Life
10. Dumb Little Man
11. Etsy
12. Found Magazine
13. PostSecret
14. Frock Shop
15. The Sartorialist
16. Go Fug Yourself
17. My Dollar Plan
18. Giveaway of the Day
19. My My
20. Joe's NYC
21. Flickr
22. Photobucket
23. The Martha Blog
24. Download Squad
25. Yahoo! Shine

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Get Two Birds Stoned At Once

The dress I wore to my work banquet had this half-sweater that went over it and can be worn over other shirts too. I wore the half-sweater to work today with my favorite purple tank top, then notice the hook part of the hook-and-eye was about to fall off. I looked disheveled anyway this morning and with my shirt undone, I just looked like I was out drinking last night and wore that same outfit to work. So, I decided to take a chance and ask if anyone had a needle and thread and try to fix my shirt. Luckily someone did have a little sewing kit so I proceeded to sew the hook back on, totally not concerned what my boss would think. It felt so fulfilling to fix my shirt that I sewed the buttons back on my jacket too. I love sewing and making things and fixing things; it's so therapeutic for me. My next thought was 'I wonder how much more awesome this would feel if I could do this and get paid for it?' Probably pretty awesome. Doing what I love AND getting paid for it - getting two birds stoned at once. (I would love to take credit for that because it's so clever, but I can't. It's from Trailer Park Boys.) Anyway, the whole sewing kit thing made me think about what kinds of things should be kept in my purse .... Maybe later though. This post is boring me to death. It sounded like an interesting subject this morning, but its putting me to sleep now. Can I talk about how my job is sucking the life out of me instead? I don't mean to be a bitcher but goddammit work sucks. Have you ever felt like if you do the same thing one more time your soul might actually leave you in hopes of a better life somewhere else? I'm sure you have. And I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry, soul. I'm sorry you're stuck in my boring life with my boring job and dickhole boss. My roommate isn't any help either. Right now he's playing Saints Row with his friend on his headset. I'm sure it's fun for him, but it's hella lame for me. I'll try this again tomorrow, maybe I can muster the smallest bit of inspiration to write something the tiniest bit interesting.

Peace out.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Pity Party!

You are cordially invited to attend a Pity Party in my honor tonight from 5 pm until question mark. Cheerios will be served as an appetizer with a delicate dinner of fried perogies and diet 7Up. Hope you can make it!

HA! I fooled you. There's no party. I'm here by myself. It sucks when my roommate has to work evening shifts. Even though we spent everywakingsecond together over the weekend, I still miss him when he's not here with me (tear). Whatever. Moving on. I had my work banquet on Saturday night and it actually ended up being a lot of fun. Plus a lot of booze. I didn't get black-out drunk or make out with anyone or anything like that. I did dance my ass off, though. It felt so good! The dinner was excellent; I had a filet drenched in garlic butter with purple mashed potatoes, carrots and green beans. My filet was cooked perfectly medium rare. It was so good!

There is a lot more I wanted to touch on tonight, but my friend just asked me to go to power hour with her at this shit hole biker bar so...I'm out! I'll be back soon, don't worry.



Saturday, February 21, 2009

'I wake up every evening with a big smile on my face'

Oh, wow. Sorry about that last post; it's just unbearable to read and I sincerely apologize. I started taking Ritalin about a week ago and I was very skeptical at first but, after reading that post and having the day I had on Thursday, I realize that it's imperative I take it everysingleday for the rest of forever (and then I should probably still double up on it just to be safe). Sadly, it's somewhat of a joke in my family about our "ZDD" (our last name is Zucchinibread and we oh-so-cleverly switched the 'A' for the 'Z' and, well, you get it) because it's so obvious we all have it. We're a comically stereotypical big Italian family with ADD and if we had a reality show, it would be more of a mindf*ck to watch than anything E has to offer. Ok, moving on. I took some pictues and rounded up a few questions that will help us to get to know each other a little better. The questions are from a list I compiled while networking socially via MySpace and Facebook (no links here; everyone knows where these sites are and no one needs to be encouraged to join them). Enjoy, friends:

Where'd you get that fancy blog name?
> "No Name" was the name of the only jellyfish that Sponge Bob couldn't catch. It was the most special one to him since it was unattainable. (Deep, I know.)

What about that weirdo alias?
> It was my Second Life name. There was an episode of "The Office" where Jim finds Dwight's Second Life character so, naturally, I had to get on there and create my own avatar. The laptop I had at the time was outdated and the video card couldn't support the game properly so I didn't go very far with it.
Why do you abbreviate random words? It's not funny.
> I just do it. My brother started it, it rubbed off on me, and I never looked back.

Typical Myspace survey Q's

-Are you dating anyone, if so, who?
= Yes. The person I'm dating is referred to as "my roommate" on here.
-What is your current living situation?
= me+roommate+Butterball (fat cat) and Lucy ( baby rat)

-What are you listening to?
= the steady hum my roommate's computer and the media center computer. And The All American Rejects

-Best way to start the day?
= With Beaners and Hawaiian music.

Facebook - Random Things about me
a. The only bottled water I drink is Dasani.
b. I can't have music on while I'm writing because all of my thoughts turn to singing the song that's on.
c. 'When you see my face I hope it gives you hell.' See, I told you. I can't do it
d. I've been effin' around all morning and I forgot to get shoes + stuff for my work banquet tonight!

Picture time.
1. Sugar Free Mocha Hazelnut Skim Grande not hot!
2. My littlest sister and me when I was 15. she was only a couple months old then :) She's 8 now!
3. Ganesha - my Vday gift to my roommate last year
4. A picture Hal took of a Red Panda; he framed it and send it to me. It's very special to me because it a sense, it is me.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Just a Few Things - Pt. 1

Hi, how are you? How was your day? I hope you ate something healthy. I just wanted to mention a few things that have been on my mind lately...

A. I read this blog regularly called Dooce because it's writer is so ... I don't know, honest? She's great, her blog is such a relief to read during the day. And it always amazes me when she posts things her readers send to her that are negative. I can't think of anything negative to say about anything she's ever written or photographed, but some people just pick her apart. It's sad, it's rude and so unnecessary. What kind of person would go out of their way just to bring someone down? I'm sure it's the same kind of people that will cut you off and slow down or the people who will sit there bitch about things they can easily change. Whatever. I heart you Heather Armstrong of Dooce. Those nasty readers can suck it.

B. I love South Park. Call me immature, but it's hilarious and smart (believe it or not). Right now it's in its off-season and Comedy Central is airing re-runs. Up until the other night I was under the impression that I had seen every single episode. I was so wrong. There was one that I hadn't seen and my roommate (my boyfriend) admitted that he was trying to shield me from it. You see, Internet, we don't know each other very well yet but soon enough you will come to learn that I am a HUGE fan of a select few celebrities. They are: Victoria Beckham, Christian Bale, and Britney Spears. I will defend these people whom I've never met until the bitter end. Anyway, this episode was all about Britney. It, very accurately, explained the way she is treated by the media. That's all I will say about it because it made me so upset. Britney's a person too, she's a regular person who makes mistakes and breathes in and out. I wish some people would understand that and let her live her friggin life. So There.

Okay I'm tired and it's time for me to take a shower and go to bed. I also didn't take my new medicine this morning so I haven't really been bangin' on all cylinders today. I was kind of a mess, which makes me very happy because now I know for sure that I do need this medicine and I'm not just taking it to lose weight. But that is an awesome perk. So, have a good night and sweet dreams! I will see you in the a.m. (figuratively of course - you shouldn't start stalking me this early in the relationship) :))

Monday, February 16, 2009

Great Expectations

Long story short about my Valentines Day: I didn’t get the ring. I did get a card. And laughed at. It was never about the ring itself; it was about not feeling like I’ve wasted the past 4 years of my life. I can’t even really think about it because I hate the feeling I get when I try to process all of the sh*t we've been through. Right now I’m crushed. My world is very grey and foggy and I don't know where to turn to next. It doesn’t make sense that I would feel that way since he’s the only person that doesn’t/hasn’t made me feel special; I feel worthless – all of the time. Most of the time it’s subtle things that I don’t notice until I stop and I’m like “wtf?? That’s not right, why are you doing this?” but then he acts like I’m overreacting and I can’t tell if I am or not. I thought I was a good person, I had all of these ideas on how a relationship was supposed to work and none of that is true in real life. I just want to know what is right. I want to know if it’s me. I mean, is it all in my hands to not feel worthless? Is it all on me to do the things I want us to do together, alone? And, why is it that I feel so empowered reading stories of women who left their husbands/boyfriends/lives behind and started over brand new with a new life? Everything was so hard for them but they came out a better, happier person after it was all over. I’m just confused. I set a deadline and promised myself I would leave if it wasn't met. Not only was it not met, it was made a joke of. My heart, my feelings, goals, plans for our life together, was all brushed off and his concentration was moved to a new 47" High Def TV. Really? Am I that easily dismissible? Do I have any self-respect left at all now? It's sad that one person who makes such a tiny and seemingly insignificant effect on the world can completely tear down mine.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Post-Vday Blog Creation

Hello Internet, my name is September. I don't enjoy long walks on the beach nor do I enjoy smooth jazz (regular jazz is acceptable, though). I am a 20-something female living the bustling city of Toledo (please note the sarcasm). "Where/WTF is Toledo?", you might ask....well it's a black hole located just south of the Michigan line in Northwest Ohio. You see, I've coined it's description as "black hole" due to the fact that whatever comes into Toledo never really comes out. People who move here never leave, money that comes into the city never really amounts to anything, sunshine is swallowed up, dreams are broken daily, and the list really goes on and on. My great grandfather came here from Italy with aspirations of building a better life for himself and his family. Why he chose Toledo to start this journey, I have no idea. Being a fourth generation Toledoan, the only thing I know for sure is that it's time to realize my great grandfather's dream and GET THE F*CK OUT while there's still time.

Okay, to start this relationship out the right way, I've got to admit that I lied already. I know I should have learned to stop lying by now, but I'm still a work in progress. My name is not September and I just started liking non-smooth jazz just over a year ago. I am using this pseudonym so I can be honest about everything that's buzzing around my brain. Writing is my passion and I don't think it's worth it if I'm not able to be completely honest. I will add more to my About Me section at some point today, but now I have to get a coffee and a paper and finally start my day!

With all the love I have left after Valentines Day,