I've decided that I need an outlet (other than the other, and sometimes better, me) where I can be random, rant, philosophize (yea, right), and just... blog, I guess.
I started this blog when I was doing my MFA, and now that it's over, I feel like I want to use it for other things too.
Such as writing about:
1. My journey to a healthier me (aka, when will I ever reach the top of this ginormous mountain).
2. Writing (cause lets face it, that's all I do and all that I am).
3. Monkeys. Duh. Please see "Chimpanzee" this week. It looks amazing.
4. Daily ponderings, such as:
- Why does my coworker chew with her mouth open? And why do I want to kill myself around noon each day? I may become deaf soon (it takes a lot of volume on my headphones to drown out all that smacking).
- Why does this girl at the gym wash her hands before peeing? And why does she then proceed to take a paper towel that she's dried her hands on into the stall? And WHY does she use that same paper towel to turn on the faucet? I'm not sure how she's protecting herself, but she's making the rest of us sick.
- Why am I so intimidated by long books when I write long books? Seems a little hypocritical.
- What are those two huge birds on top of the light pole watching us all drive by, bald eagles? No, probably crows. Huge crows. And what are they thinking? Just shootin' the shit, I suspect.
4 comments:
Why does this girl at the gym wash her hands before peeing? And why does she then proceed to take a paper towel that she's dried her hands on into the stall? And WHY does she use that same paper towel to turn on the faucet? I'm not sure how she's protecting herself, but she's making the rest of us sick.
I guess she's trying to save paper? Or maybe she uses the paper towel to flush the toilet with instead of using her hand?
Honestly, I've been frowning at the comment box trying to understand that, lol.
I don't know. I've seen people wash their hands before using the washroom, but never the paper towel thing. She's deffo spreading her germs.
I think she's scared of germs. After she turns on the faucet after going to the bathroom, she throws the paper towel away, washes her hands, lets the water run forever while she dries her hands and uses the new paper towel to turn off the water. I watch her every time. I can't really help it. I try to smile when she looks back at me, but I think I'm like 10 seconds too late.
excited that you have a blog for me to read while i wait for your published novel. :)
also, i am so happy to know i'm not the only one who wants to kill myself midway through a workday. :)
Hi Nikki! I'm excited for you to read my blog while you wait for my published novel. I hope the novel comes soon, but it always feels 20,000 steps away! :)
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