Monthly Post
Any time I sit down here to write a post, I can never think of something witty to write about. It's not like any of my posts are filled with some interesting tale or comical event, although I wish they were.
Lately, I've been visiting all these "newer" blogs and they always seem comical or interesting, to say the least. They are simply bloggers who can turn anything into something interesting to read and relate with. Perhaps if i left the house more, I'd have some little antedote to tell everyone about.
There is always the occasional funny patient story, but after a while those grow old. In my case, I am usually the only one to find the humor in the situation. It's simple to notice because if someone just kind of half smiles and nods, then I know it's only me laughing. Generally my patients are all boring and old any ways. They never do funny things - they just are slow or grumpy or weird. Weird mostly.
I've noticed that when I go out in public, I have a tendency to look for something comical to comment on here on my blog. When this happens I can hear my mind telling me I'm grasping at straws. A true sign that I may be trying to hard for something that is not possible.
Originally when I started this whole "blog phenomenon" it was a means to post online quizzes like my friends. Slowly, it became more of a rant page with the occasional humorous tale or tv review. Four years later and it has mostly turned into, simply put, nada.
Facebook seems to be the new "blog" any ways. Sure you can't make long meaningless posts or anything, but it's just as distracting and amusing. At times, you do feel a little bit like a voyeur though, all intrusive and whatnot. Like the blog, facebook was fun at first, now it feels like a chore. Is this a preview of my future life? All exciting at first and then everything being a chore a few months/years later? Oi vey, I hope not!
Of course, without the blog how could I spew random nothings? Such as my hopes of traveling in the near future. Lately all I hear about is how this person and that person are going or have gone somewhere interesting. I've decided I totally have to save up my money. There is the cruise in 5 (or so) years. Yes this is the one where you go no matter if you're knocked up because that is no excuse ;) I also would like to visit Europe, namely England. Scotland, Ireland, Greece, France and Italy. Then there is Australia/New Zealand, Dominican Republic, Cuba, Mayan Riviera and a whole bunch of other worldly places. I would also love to go to New York to see some (or one) Broadway show. Sounds like I need to either get a huge raise, work almost all the time or to win the lottery. I'm sure the last one is the most likely ;) For now I'll just have to settle for Grand Forks and Fargo.
I must confess I do have a problem though. I find myself unable to stop spending money. As you can clearly see from the above topic, this is not good. With Christmas barely two months away and my student credit line not decreasing, I am slightly worried. Sure this is irrational and all, but that's who I am. But on that note, I do already have one present purchased, so yay me. I am sadden though. In the initially family gift exchange list, I received my grandmother's name but then my relatives got all crazy and we had to change the list. No longer do i have my grandma's name. I was so looking forward to getting her this gift. I will still get her something (contrary to her wishes). I wish people would have taken me up on my awesome let's-avoid-the-holidays-this-year plan of going off to somewhere warm for Christmas. We're having christmas dinner a few days in advance any ways. I was laughed at - quel surpris!
Familys! Seesh! On that note this reminds me of how stupid men can be. A few days ago I was talking with the brother about moving out. My silly brother was telling me he hoped the parents would let me stay home for another year (more exactly, a year after fire college graduation) so he can save up some money and hopefully pay off school in that time. I had to laugh at him for this. Let's look at the facts. I am in my mid-twenties, graduated (initially) 3 years ago and have a full time job and yet I still live at home. How could the parents tell him to get out once graduated if he's almost 4 years younger than me and has 4 times the debt I had. I found it all amusing. Boys!
Lately, I've been visiting all these "newer" blogs and they always seem comical or interesting, to say the least. They are simply bloggers who can turn anything into something interesting to read and relate with. Perhaps if i left the house more, I'd have some little antedote to tell everyone about.
There is always the occasional funny patient story, but after a while those grow old. In my case, I am usually the only one to find the humor in the situation. It's simple to notice because if someone just kind of half smiles and nods, then I know it's only me laughing. Generally my patients are all boring and old any ways. They never do funny things - they just are slow or grumpy or weird. Weird mostly.
I've noticed that when I go out in public, I have a tendency to look for something comical to comment on here on my blog. When this happens I can hear my mind telling me I'm grasping at straws. A true sign that I may be trying to hard for something that is not possible.
Originally when I started this whole "blog phenomenon" it was a means to post online quizzes like my friends. Slowly, it became more of a rant page with the occasional humorous tale or tv review. Four years later and it has mostly turned into, simply put, nada.
Facebook seems to be the new "blog" any ways. Sure you can't make long meaningless posts or anything, but it's just as distracting and amusing. At times, you do feel a little bit like a voyeur though, all intrusive and whatnot. Like the blog, facebook was fun at first, now it feels like a chore. Is this a preview of my future life? All exciting at first and then everything being a chore a few months/years later? Oi vey, I hope not!
Of course, without the blog how could I spew random nothings? Such as my hopes of traveling in the near future. Lately all I hear about is how this person and that person are going or have gone somewhere interesting. I've decided I totally have to save up my money. There is the cruise in 5 (or so) years. Yes this is the one where you go no matter if you're knocked up because that is no excuse ;) I also would like to visit Europe, namely England. Scotland, Ireland, Greece, France and Italy. Then there is Australia/New Zealand, Dominican Republic, Cuba, Mayan Riviera and a whole bunch of other worldly places. I would also love to go to New York to see some (or one) Broadway show. Sounds like I need to either get a huge raise, work almost all the time or to win the lottery. I'm sure the last one is the most likely ;) For now I'll just have to settle for Grand Forks and Fargo.
I must confess I do have a problem though. I find myself unable to stop spending money. As you can clearly see from the above topic, this is not good. With Christmas barely two months away and my student credit line not decreasing, I am slightly worried. Sure this is irrational and all, but that's who I am. But on that note, I do already have one present purchased, so yay me. I am sadden though. In the initially family gift exchange list, I received my grandmother's name but then my relatives got all crazy and we had to change the list. No longer do i have my grandma's name. I was so looking forward to getting her this gift. I will still get her something (contrary to her wishes). I wish people would have taken me up on my awesome let's-avoid-the-holidays-this-year plan of going off to somewhere warm for Christmas. We're having christmas dinner a few days in advance any ways. I was laughed at - quel surpris!
Familys! Seesh! On that note this reminds me of how stupid men can be. A few days ago I was talking with the brother about moving out. My silly brother was telling me he hoped the parents would let me stay home for another year (more exactly, a year after fire college graduation) so he can save up some money and hopefully pay off school in that time. I had to laugh at him for this. Let's look at the facts. I am in my mid-twenties, graduated (initially) 3 years ago and have a full time job and yet I still live at home. How could the parents tell him to get out once graduated if he's almost 4 years younger than me and has 4 times the debt I had. I found it all amusing. Boys!