Entries from December 2010

happy new year

December 31, 2010

a toast to you m’loves.

cheers to finding beauty in the blah, rooting clever from the dim, and seeing sparkle in the dull.

let’s twinkle-light up our lives a bit, and shine our gaiety ’round.

 

 

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resolution number 3: cell stupid

December 30, 2010

over the summer my beloved phone died a painful, dramatic, sylvia plath-like death.

my grief grew branches and bore fruit when i learned my cherished model was no longer offered,

and in addition i would have to switch phone companies.

enter the DROID.

let’s just say i’ve had migraine headaches more pleasant than this torture-bot.

apparently one needs a computer science Ph.D just to figure out ringtones.

let’s not even talk about composing an email……{M.I.T. graduates}

eleven trips to the verizon store and two replacement droids later i decided it wasn’t the phone for me.

did you know droid is a synonym for drone {what we call the robotic military planes used to kill people-hello???}

begrudgingly i moved onto a different kind of phone: blackberry bold.

enter a whole new set of buttons, appetizers, screens, cords, and problems.

this phone, although not as NASA as the droid, still would be considered a lemon.

but it’s ok. perfect actually.

it’s been almost 5 months of a super shoddy relationship with my cell phone and i LOVE it.

i used to be glued to my silly phone. now i rarely know where it is.

i have less paranoia, less anxiety, and more solitude.

i will stay in this verizon lair where my brain gets to nap more, read more, and pet the dogs.

my quality of life has improved so much i’m determined to become even more unhitched to my phone.

here’s to unplugging in 2011.

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resolution number 2: as the crow flies

December 29, 2010

 

i’ve restarted yoga after a five year hiatus.

the bliss of shutting down, of lamp-shading the outside world, and sitting in my stillness is back.

but. so. is. the. fear.

i can coddle and herd my hamstrings to new lengths.

my shoulders juice out tension held from college finals passed.

yet, ask me to balance my knees on my triceps,

and i’d sooner drink a toe-nail milkshake {not my own}.

gross. yes. but that’s how i feel about crow pose.

now, i know there are yogis who will read this and try to help with tips and encouragement.

SAVE  YOUR BREATH!!

i know this is an easy pose.

i have eyes.

i see ALL of you, knees up in your armpits, acting as if you had just eaten a piece of cake.

pffft.

this is my own fear of falling on my face {literally and metaphorically}.

but it is my resolution to master this muthafucka by next year!!!!

 

 

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