TV's on too much and I don't ever think enough about the things that matter most.

Chestnut, February 2nd 2012

Somewhere, Winter is having a vacation. Picture some snowball of personified season, sipping pineapple juice out of a coconut in Hawaii. Anyways, this particular year, Winter has been somewhat of a joke in Chicago. Maybe a break of sorts, from it's usual brutality.
(Luckily, due to snowmaking technology, snowboarding isn't out of the question).
And yet, it's been a winter of oversized cardigans, big books, and hot tea. So there aren't many complaints.

There. I started a post off with weather. I am so cliche.

Writing has been slow for me lately, and I've disappointed myself. Although I've come to realize there are times, where you need to accumulate thoughts, instead of just regurgitating ideas out at the speed of light. Time needs to be allowed to saturate truth, knowledge, and opinions.
Weird tissues are weird

My best friend, Emma, and myself came up with a little list of articles we wish magazines would feature. I dubbed them "Weird Girl Problems". You can read some of the less specific ones on her blog, here. There were also some pretty funny "believe it or not, we could have used advice for this bizarre occurrence" ones, that I might post on our joint blog. Anyways, if you have any you'd like to submit, PLEASE DO! Leave in comments, and I'l post them with a link to your profile.
(If the swearing offends you, I do apologize)

As far as the humanity in third person question, in all seriousness, my rants tend to sound like I am an alien, watching people and wondering if they see the ridiculousness of it all.
That's why I relate to Kurt Vonnegut's writing style, because he nitpicks at all the idiosyncrasies of our people without sounding mean, just honest. I try not to be a pessimist, or think the worst of people. No, I love people, yet hate society as a whole. Once, in English, I remember going over how people tend to generalize things, and that it's easier to say "Oh, I love Africans" but it's harder to deal with noisy neighbors. It's easier to love something when it's a large, idealistic version, but when it comes to individual basis, it's a little more difficult kind of love.

Reading through my NaNoWriMo novel. Ouch.
A lot of rubbish, but maybe scraps worth saving.

What have you been listening to, music wise? I could use some musical variety right now.


I have the Italian National Anthem (dance party version) stuck in my head.
Oy vey, help me.


  1. I really love your background for your blog :) It's amazing


  2. First off I would like to share that I have been delving a little bit more into a genre not exactly punk, or a derivative of such, but allowed to be so in a different way. I am talking about acapella, in which I currently fond of the group, Straight No Chaser.

    I too am glad for snow making technology as otherwise this winter would have simply been a waste if I was not able to make the two trips up this past Winter Break or the one I will be taking in a week and a half during Spring Break. By the way, love the snowboarding photo


    The Kill, by Ben Rector. I just keep hitting reply. I love it.
    And oh yeah, I sometimes feel so overwhelmed with all the ideas rushing by that I just need time to stop and think.

    Time helps settle the ideas down.

  4. Number 11 on Emma's blog is SO true to my life.

    Lately, I've had Young The Giant's album on repeat over and over. I doubt you'd like it, but you could give it a listen.

    I haven't read any Vonnegut; anything I should start with?

  5. Just so you know, you got tagged, just check out my last blog post


"Sometimes the world seems like a big hole. You spend all your life shouting down it and all you hear are echoes of some idiot yelling nonsense down a hole"
_Adam Duritz

I love hearing things that aren't my own pathetic echoes.