Hrumph

I'm such a bad Millennial.

I’m such a bad Millennial I didn’t even know the term for my generation was Millennial not Millinium, (thank you wikipedia!). I also seem to have an unnatural distrust of new technology. Case in point: I recently joined LinkedIn and am now echoing the sentiment my mother e-mailed in response to my friend (link?) request: Sorry sweetie, I deleted your e-mail because I didn’t understand what it wanted.

This is where I come from; is it any surprise I don’t understand technology?

My plan for the evening was to spend it making sense of LinkedIn and improving the blog. Unfortunately blogger keeps crashing on my changes and my mind is blanking every time I attempt to read what code will add new gadgets to my sidebar. Gah!

So instead I think I will try a few more things and then give up. I have a new book I'm excited to get to and it's looking better and better the more confusing this computer thing gets.

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Reason 1213 Why I Love Seattle

http://reggielove.wordpress.com/2009/07/30/10-reasons-why-guys-run-away-from-relationships/

Yesterday while outside weeding my garden two cute boys ran by and I heard this line from their conversation:
“Is it anything you think greater, more in-depth communication would solve?”

I love this city.
(Sorry for the false excitement; there was no actually naked running)

promises, promises

I was out the other night when I found myself fascinated by a conversation between a friend and boy she was interested in. The conversation itself wasn’t particularly exciting, but something about it kept me watching them until finally realizing what it was: her flirting tactics were (unfortunately) ones I myself had employed not that long ago.

Among other bad habits I used to have was finding everything a possible crush said to be INCREDIBLY funny and using an ungodly amount of hairography while talking. At the time I didn’t realize how much this made me look like a slightly deranged epileptic and since have thankfully have moved beyond such techniques.

However the night got me thinking about other things I’d like to change about myself and I realized my follow through could use some serious help. Honestly, I’m terrible at it. I start things, and then get distracted by others, leaving half finished projects all over the place. Case(s) in point: in the middle of this post I went out and weeded part of my garden; I’ve lived in my current house for almost a year and only recently finished decorating the bathroom.

The point of this rambling post is my blogging follow through needs some attention. So here’s my electronic version of crossing my heart and promising I’ll start making sure I actually do some writing on this, my little corner of the blogsphere.

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