Showing posts with label catharsis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label catharsis. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

I am overthinking this post.


I've actually erased it five times. This is what happens when I have lots to report but I don't want to be ramble-y or seem like I'm bragging or burden anyone with things that are bothering me. Sometimes blogging makes me self-conscious and my ability to share little anecdotes about my life becomes clogged. I've actually been sitting in front of the monitor (sighing) for over an hour and have only written this one paragraph. In an effort to overcome this, I am going to try to spew a freely flowing unedited update. Hopefully it will be cathartic and allow me to post regularly and cheerily again.

Everything I think I'd like to say:

I went to the EllO opening (shown above) and felt very nervous/awkward but was really pleased with the show. Even though I left early due to hunger and anxiety, it was a good experience. We also visited the famous Friendly Toast restaurant and had a wonderful late dinner of waffles and french fries! Spent more money than I have. Here are some photos from the show.

Yesterday I made lasagna (always thought it was spelled lasagne until this spellcheck corrected me) for two friends of mine from college who I have not seen in a long time. I am excited about our new pact to see each other more frequently. They are both excellent creative forces and will be a good influence. I'm optimisic that we'll forge some sort of dynamic craftmaking trio.

My friend Jess got a puppy!

My mind is heavily weighed down with recent news that my Uncle Will (who is probably my favorite relative) is suddenly in very serious condition due to leukemia and a bunch of other scary things that keep piling up.

I overdrew from my checking account (again!) and got an embarassing phone call from my friendly neighborhood banker.

I just saw the short film "Glory at Sea" and it made me feel overwhelmed in a good way.

I've now joined Facebook and have reconnected with some of my fondest "long-losts". Now I have lots of typewritten small talk to do. I prefer typing my small talk because I can erase inevitable blunders.

I have hermitlike ways and I think I have stretched my socialization reserves to the max in the past few days and there is still more to come. I feel equally lucky and exhausted. I'm going to try and relax tomorrow so I can gear up for Thursday's NYC adventure.

The mouse is still in my apartment.

I feel better now.

If anyone has read the entirety of this messy and epic post, I would like to throw some confetti in the air for you.