What’s Up? (6/6/14)

The days are so, so screwed up in my head. Yesterday I was certain that it was a Wednesday because I so confidently tried to order from the Wednesday Specials Menu on my lunch break – and even today I considered telling you that Thursday was going to be the day I posted a Soul Swapped Challenge. Except today is Friday… It’s unsettling when the days blend together like this, it makes the progression through a week feel less significant, and the weekends feel shorter.

Like the last “What’s Up?” post, this whole thing is being written on an iPhone on a train. This means two things: the first being that my thumbs are freaking killing me, and the second being that any spelling mistakes or errors are totally expected and allowed. I’m just going to keep writing and hope for the best. No speelcheck, no autpcorrect.

Finally, a note about what I want to do. It’s been a very long time since I sat down to play video games alone for myself. When I get home from work, video games are just NOT how I feel like recuperating. I want to catch up on TV, but I haven’t – and I’d like to read books, and I haven’t done that either… It’s either I sleep, or hangout with people. There’s really nothing like seven hours of Microsoft Excel to make you want to go outside, talk to people, and find outlets of the creative and emotional variety. Thank goodness for NYC, because there’s a lot of spirit around for the weary.

These are the things I want to do short term, but I gave some thought to what I want to do in the long game. Outside of making a living, which is something one has to do, not exactly a want per se. But, I want to keep learning. Dance, language, philosophy, arts… I want to see other countries. I want to work in other countries maybe. Bhangra, Spanish, Dutch, Iceland, England, Descartes, Locke: all of this in no particular order, except that it excites me to think about.

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What’s Up (12/14/13)

I’m home in New York, wrapped up in a blanket, listening to music from Animal Crossing, and ready to start writing. There was not a whole lot of time to write for my own sake these last few days. I know I wrote a Nuzlog post on Wednesday, but that felt more like an obligation to close the book on Pokemon Y, a book-closing twenty days late.

As soon as I was done with any one paper, I had to move onto the next. There was always something to do this finals week, and it marked the height of my productivity this whole semester. Even when I finished my last final on Friday, I basically got home and packed for an hour and a half straight, before rushing out the door to catch a bus to the airport.

I made a few stray observations yesterday. For starters, I was sitting down on a public bench waiting for a bus, and an old man smoking a cigarette sat down next to me. The last time I let somebody smoke next to me on a bench before a flight, I reeked of cigarettes so bad I had to take off my jacket and throw it in my luggage. It was gross and awful. So I got up from the bench and stood far away from the gross cigarette dude, and I don’t think he was happy about it, but whatever. I think it’d be courteous of all smokers to, I don’t know…. not smoke at a bus stop.

On the bus to the airport I realized, in the frenzy to pack, that I forgot to bring a friend-favorite video game, Fortune Street. Is that a little bit of a bummer? Yeah, but honestly, I think it might be nice to just chill sometimes with your friends, make fun conversation instead of relying on video games all of the time. Now that I write this, I also realize I didn’t bring Cards Against Humanity, which is another bummer. Particularly so because, that’s a fun non-video-game thing to do. By spring break though, I’ll have two all-new expansions for that game to play, and the Bigger, Blacker Box to store all of the cards in.

I’m becoming less and less careful about making sure that I pack everything I need, and while that’s having repercussions in the “what will I do with my friends” department, I think the lower levels of packing stress are better for my health. Travel doesn’t need to be stressful. I love airports, and as long as you get there early, you can sit, get food, and relax from Point A to Point B.

One last note: I had a dream last night, a nightmare, a reminder not to wait on things, to let people know how you feel, when you feel it.