I’m still working on my Day Zero Project. It started in 2012 and ends in September, and there’s an annoying amount of things on the list I’ve started and stopped. One in particular is the goal to find a penpal and write to them once a month for a year. Doesn’t sound too hard, right? You’d figure. But no, it’s been one of the most difficult ones, most of the others I stopped were because I’m just lazy. But I’ve had the worst luck trying to find a penpal who doesn’t just disappear after a few letters. A few people I’d been penpals with ended up having a lot of troubles pop up in their life, which of course makes it understandable why they stopped writing. If I had to choose between dealing with finding a new job or having to take care of a sick family member, I’d choose that over a penpal too. Even still, it should be easier finding a replacement penpal. The problem is most people love the idea of receiving snail mail but they don’t enjoy writing, or they lose interest after one or two letters.
It’s damn near impossible writing to someone I already know, it’s just awkward coming up with things to talk about when you follow each other on Twitter or Facebook because then you’re just repeating yourselves. Luckily I recently discovered the penpals forum (subforum? I dunno the lingo) on Reddit and decided to give that a shot. I’ve been going through the list and sent PM’s to half a dozen people, got a couple of replies and now I’m trying to find more people that might be interested because I know better than to think one person is enough. And it’s made me realize I might be a little too picky regarding who I want to write to, but I think it’s important to avoid receiving letters from someone who’ll babble about interests I don’t care about, or someone who’s made it clear they’re looking for an emotional punching bag. While I don’t mind lending an ear/shoulder to someone who needs to vent, I’m no therapist.
Then there’s the age differences. I really don’t think I’d be much interest to someone still in high school, and I’m positive they’d just irritate me. I actually just saw a post that included the words “if u have kik then hmu” and it makes me wonder if they can even remember how to write actual words. Don’t get me wrong, I know I was irritating as a teenager too, we all were. All teenagers are annoying to a certain extent, even the mature ones. But just because I was annoying too doesn’t mean I’m obligated to write to one.
Unfortunately the main problem is location. Postage to other countries can be expensive, so I’m just looking for American penpals for now, but a lot of people in this forum/subforum/whatever are from other countries. I’ve contacted some who are looking for email pals but I’d really prefer snail mail.
This shouldn’t be so difficult!
Not having dead grass anymore.
Enjoying the beauty of my hometown.
Making good food.
Unintentionally funny things.
Planting new seeds…
…and watching them grow.
California’s been dealing with some earthquakes the past couple days, fairly minor but large enough to notice. One hit yesterday that had a rolling motion and lasted long enough to make me feel a little seasick, which was an interesting experience considering I don’t actually get nauseous on the water. Another hit today, but I was in a parked car at the time so I couldn’t tell if it was another earthquake or if it had just been a large truck driving past. It was definitely another earthquake.
(The live page for the above information can be found here.)
Out of the two I felt, yesterday’s was a 5.1 and today’s was a 4.1, but felt smaller here since it wasn’t centered under me. I have a few friends who’ve spent the past two days freaking out and insisting we’re all going to die, I made a joke on Twitter yesterday saying “You can always tell when someone’s not a native to Los Angeles when they shriek ‘IT’S THE BIG ONE!!!’ in the middle of every earthquake” and it’s true. What people need to understand about small earthquakes is they are actually very good. Think of it like burping, it helps to relieve pressure. If occasional small earthquakes didn’t happen, pressure would build and we’d get a really big earthquake that would cause a ton of death and destruction and chaos. Just remember how bad the Northridge quake was and that was only a 6.7.
Southern Californian natives in general are usually pretty apathetic about small earthquakes, but even still, I’m glad to know all my loved ones are okay.
When I was a little girl, I had trouble going to sleep, convinced that monsters hide in the dark. To combat the fear, my father took the fabric pouch from Crown Royal whisky and put a handful of coins inside. He gave the pouch to me and called it my “bag of magic coins” and said it would keep monsters away from me while I slept. He told me not to open the bag or that’d let all the magic out. That bag hung on my bedpost for years, slowly deteriorating over time. One day as a teenager I finally decided it was time to open the bag and see what kind of coins were inside, and opened it to see a couple dozen coins from various countries. My magic coins were how I started my foreign coin collection.
I now have coins from over 100 countries, which I keep in a small treasure chest which I’ve mentioned before. I wanted to list the countries, but not until I mapped it out so there’d be something to look at besides a boring list. I finally got around to taking care of that, so here’s all the countries in my coin collection. Click the link below the map to see the list, along with all the years I have coins from.
We all say dumb things sometimes, and most of us have a constant phrase we use that gets on people’s nerves. Up until about twenty minutes ago, I was friends with a girl who thinks being a perfectionist is the same as having Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. She self diagnosed herself years ago after reading books and watching movies where a character was supposed to have OCD, but those characters are rarely written by someone who knows anything about the disorder and they cause people like this woman to assume it means you need things to be a certain way or it really bothers you.
Having OCD is not the same as just wanting things to be the way you prefer, or just because you do something a certain way. Just because I always always always eat a few fries before taking a bite out of my cheeseburger does not mean I have OCD, it’s just a habit.
At least once a week this ex-friend says something “brings out the OCD” in her and today I finally had enough. That plus a few other annoyances along with the simple fact that we no longer get along as friends made me decide to end the friendship. It’s just a matter of not making yourself sound like an asshole, and making any kind of disorder sound like a fad (whether or not you genuinely suffer from it) makes you sound like an asshole.
With all the daily hits this blog gets from people looking for Wreck This Journal ideas, I realized I forgot to mention my Pinterest boards. Feel free to copy or repin.
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Fun Instagram accounts.
Entering photo contests.
When the birds feel comfortable around me.
Finding interesting apps.
Discovering an elevator with a 13th floor.
Appreciating someone’s garden.
Rainy days in Los Angeles!
For the past couple weeks I’d been dealing with a toothache, it got worse this past week which gave me the ability to pinpoint which tooth was the culprit. I figured it was a cavity, but I’d never had one before so I wasn’t sure what one felt like. After attempting to ignore it and hoping the pain would go away, I finally made an appointment to see a dentist. I suffer from a little social anxiety so it took me a couple days to psyche myself up for it, I really wish there was an email option to make appointments anywhere. The phonecall ended up being pretty simple, I guess I assumed they’d need a whole bunch of information but I almost literally didn’t have to say anything beyond my name, why I wanted to come in, and who recommended the place to me. I almost started the conversation by saying “Toothache” instead of greeting her first.
My appointment was for 10am, and of course I had a horrible night’s sleep last night. I was just so nervous and somehow convinced myself I might actually sleep through my alarm. Appointments always do that to me. I arrived, filled out the necessary paperwork, and was called in almost right away. The assistant took an xray and sure enough, I had a cavity. I’ll be 30 this year and have just experienced my first cavity, I can’t help but be proud about that.
The drilling was nowhere near as bad as I’d assumed it would be. I’ve heard people talk about dental work and they always make it sound so awful. Don’t get me wrong, it was no walk in the park, but I didn’t feel like I was dying. Just the same, I’m very glad it was only the one tooth that needed to be drilled. My jaw started to give out and I couldn’t stop instinctively swallowing, and although I was numb, I could feel him drilling against my tooth and that’s just unpleasant. After he finished drilling, he filled it in with a bit of silver, so now I have a pirate tooth.
He asked if I wanted a cleaning, and I figured I might as well since I was there and because it’d been a while since my last visit to a dentist. Honestly, the cleaning was a lot worse than having the cavity taken care of, and the other side of my mouth is still really sensitive from all the poking around, I have gingivitis so he hovered in one area and now I can’t stop poking at one particularly sore molar. The bright side is the right side of my mouth, the side I had drilled, doesn’t hurt at all anymore.
I’m talking to a friend and we’re discussing how annoying it can be to say something through text, whether it’s on the internet or while texting. It can be really difficult to try to get the correct tone of voice across. Sometimes you have to figure out if you want to use a period or exclamation mark, and then there’s the question of whether you want to use an emote if you normally do. Don’t even get me started on the people who use lowercase and no punctuation yet expect to be taken seriously. For example…
- “That’s wonderful.”
You sound apathetic, like you don’t mean it.
- “That’s wonderful!”
Fine as long as you mean to sound excited.
- “That’s wonderful!!!”
You sound manic. Avoid using more than one exclamation mark, two at most.
- “That’s wonderful..”
You have no idea how to use punctuation.
- “That’s wonderful…”
Nope, you still have no idea how to use punctuation. You look like you’re about to say “But–”
- “That’s wonderful!” :)
You can end up sounding sarcastic.
It just sucks that you can easilly anger someone simply for using the wrong punctuation.
Watching my plants grow.
Beautiful cloud formations.
Watching the sun set.
Watching birds swim.
Fitting into toys meant for children to enjoy.
Making things for my loved ones.
Catching the sunrise and sunset on the same day.