Another failed blog experiment?

Oh, probably...

I've had this post saved up for a few days (weeks?) now, but it's just been sitting open on my computer and the longer I've put off posting it, the less relevant the content has become. It's like that call you've been meaning to make to your friends that you're not really sure you want to make because then you'd be officially tied into to spending a Saturday night with them and who needs that kind of commitment? The longer the call goes uncalled, the invite goes uninvited, the more pointless and desperate the gesture seems. So you don't call them, you don't ask them over, and then you sit around on Friday nights wondering why you don't have any friends....

Oh wait, that's just me.

So, nevermind about all that garbage; it was mostly just a lot of blah blah blah about taking a break after the holidays and being tired of knitting.  But now the obligatory knitting is done (I can go back to knitting just to have something to do with my hands, much less pressure that way), and I have more time in my evenings to dedicate to video games and this mindless blathering on a blog.

I guess in the end I'm only really making this post to say that I'm still here, even though there's no one out there reading this right now; I'm still here, and I'll keep posting from time to time. I have some ideas for a story that I've been wanting to write and so maybe some of that will show up here. Otherwise, expect more nonsense, because that's where I excel.


Also, I turned a doodle of my dog into a stamp tonight; hopefully I'll make some greeting cards with it that I can finally sell on Etsy. Woot.

ToysRUs

After partly drafting another slightly more aimless post, I happened to glance at the clock on the other side of the bed and see the time. And it occurs to me that regardless of whether I want to or not, I'll probably never actually grow up and do the things that adults are supposed to do. Like go to bed at a reasonable hour when I need to get up and go to work in the morning. Instead, I'll play my newly purchased RockSmith game until 11:30 pm, order an electric guitar (so I can learn that in addition to bass), then shuffle around getting ready for bed and then decide that I want to write a blog post so it doesn't look like I started a blog for no reason again.

Of course the lack of adult characteristics isn't universal. I have a house and a mortgage (a word which I can frighteningly spell without having to think about it now) and technically I do have a husband now (though nothing about our relationship changed on the day we tied the proverbial knot other than our tax return... dolla dolla bills, ya'll). I have a couple car payments and 401K. But most of the time, I tend back to the same "childish" vices and tendencies I've had since I was in middle school, like staying up late, sleeping all day and generally doing things that are fun instead of things that are productive. And none of these things are bad things. Just not "adult" as I always pictured it growing up.

Sometimes I wonder if I'll hit a point in my life where going to bed at 10 feels right and getting up before noon on the weekends is a thing that happens. Sometimes I wish that it would happen so I don't lay awake until 3:30 on a Sunday night/Monday morning. That way I might be on time to work on Monday morning instead of rolling in at 9:30 and knowing I need to stay late. Maybe that will happen one day... but more than likely, I'll end up doing this for the rest of my life: deciding at midnight that there's still so much that I want to do with my day and I don't wanna go to bed just yet. Just let me get that last song in on RockSmith. Let me get that last blog post done. Let me post one more picture of the dogs on Facebook. Let me get one more level in Star Trek Trexels. (Oh hells yeah, they fixed my game today and I've got all 7 of my crewmen to work with again. Woot woot!)


ps- This may or may not have made sense; this is a blog and I'm honestly just rambling at this point in time. Maybe more structured posts will come in the future, but I wouldn't hold my breath. The only really neat thing about this post is that I wrote it on my ZAGG keyboard for my iPad that I haven't used in nearly a year and it still had battery power. Technology blows my mind.

Resolutions

The average New Year’s resolution is balls. No offense to anyone out there (I’m lying: I don’t really care if I offend you), but I don’t really give a shit about the same old “lose weight, be healthier” blah blah blah that comes around every January 1. Sure, I want to get skinnier (who doesn’t, especially in our shitty culture?), but I’m going to do that the same way I’ve done it the past two years, and some resolution isn’t going to be the reason that I do. Sure there are a lot of things that folks would say I “should” do, but I’ve spent a long time doing that kind of crap too. 2012 was kind of a huge year for me (new house, new car and other things) and certainly none of it happened because I stood up on January 1 and proclaimed “I’m going to do x, y and z”. This is turning into a diatribe… so I’ll cut to the point.

This year, instead of the same old crap, I’m going to make resolution list this year that is completely awesome instead of complete sucksville:

1. Get a motorcycle.
2. Get more tattoos and piercings.
3. Get more massages and facials. (That’s right, I’m publicly admitting that I like facials. Suck it.)
4. Get back into MMA, particularly Jiu Jitsu.
5. Spend more time hiking and camping, especially with the boys (all 3).

And don't call me a hypocrite - 4 and 5 are because I love doing those things and I haven't dedicated any time to them lately, not a veiled effort to "be healthier, more active, less lazy" etc.

Something new

...or perhaps, something exactly the same. This isn't the first blog I've had, nor will it be the last, I'm sure. I'm opening up this new space with the intention that it can be a catch all: one place to put all the crazy-ass shit that I come up with, in addition to the normal-ass shit that happens all the time. It's not coincidence that I'm one hour from midnight on December 31 as of writing this - I was jotting down some of my thoughts about New Year's resolutions (and how shitty they normally are; see my post tomorrow) before I get too drunk on glögi to type and wishing that I had somewhere to put them besides Facebook. So, here we are.
I'm not sure what will end up here, but it's likely to vary from atheist musings to knitting patterns to poorly written space erotica to insane drunken ramblings to the benign posts about the few people on this fucking benighted planet that I can actually stand to be in the same room with, or, you know, my dogs. It's also entirely possible that this blog will be relegated to the blogging graveyard with the other attempts I've made over the years. Only time will tell.

And because lists can be helpful, here are few things to know about me, in no particular order:

1. I'm a robot
2. I'm an atheist
3. I swear a lot
4. I'm a tea drinker
5. I'm a knitter, crocheter and stamp carver
6. The semicolon is my favorite punctuation mark
7. I like getting tattoos and piercings, but I don't have nearly as many as I would like
8. I like to doodle though I wouldn't call myself an artist
9. I occasionally like to write though I wouldn't call myself a writer
10. I like dogs
11. I like math and science
12. I dislike most people
13. Most people dislike me