Book Review This is Not

Can’t be since I only just started reading it last night. Either way I have to write about it even though I am only in midst of chapter 6. Did I mention that I downloaded it late last night?

brainonfireIt’s called Brain on Fire: My Month of Madness and it is riveting, AND I haven’t even touched on the intense parts that are to come. The author is Susannah Cahalan and she was (could still be?) a reporter for The New York Post. The paper that Alexander Hamilton started in 1801. Fact check!

I’m only a few sentences in, but I figure I would pause here to tell you I am horrible/terrible/no good/very bad at relaying stories I haven’t made up in my head.

What I got from the synopsis is she has a very intense psychotic break that came without rhyme or reason since she hasn’t a history of mental illness or really any health concerns nor does her family.

It is a hard read because a lot of the things she experiences, I have experienced in relation to the psychosis. The difference? Her’s is due to a rare autoimmune disease and mine is because I am just fucking mental.  I’m so mental I had a small glimmer of hope that I could have that disease [I'd much rather have a disease that causes my body to attack my brain and possible death than just a case of the crazies. Sounds good, no?] so I Googled it and God laughed in my face because it’s only linked to Autism and Schizophrenia cases, not Bipolar.

I think I am also excited {no, not just because of my coffee this morning…} because this is the first book in a bit that I don’t find myself getting bored. I think it’s all my lovely psychotropics because I skim a lot more than I used to. I can write this, but I doubt I am going to proofread anything that’s not already outlined for me to fix.

Yes, I bore myself also. I used to be kind of egotistical about my posts, but now that I haven’t been around, just got back to reality from major psychotic break [3rd time in 6 years, ooo I'm on a roll], and I lack energy and inspiration to post. Yeah, not a good mix. Luckily my dad is letting me use his laptop for the time being.

The book is good. She’s not a bore at all which is super cool.

Unabashedly Uninspired

iPad is not conducive for great inspiration on new posts, but fuck it. I want to post and if it’s trash, oh well.

Today I am treating Alice to sushi for her birthday. Yum! Then I get to watch Molly for an hour or so while Alice gets Lohan orange. I really hope that’s not what happens, but it’s spray and how much can you really trust that shiz to come out right?

I haven’t heard from D, but dude works all the time so it’s not a big shock. I wish I had a laptop so I can post the way I’m used to. I feel for you bloggers that use phones, pads and the like.

Though, I am typing with a stylus so I do feel that much more Apple Chic.

Here’s to Hoping

I’m feeling rather pensive today. I always do when it comes to the time of getting something I desperately want, like a new laptop. Materialism at it’s finest? Maybe so. OK, more like definitely so.

Most can be in need of food or clothing or shelter… this is not where I was intending this post to go. I feel for those, but I am in need of being a little selfish. It’s all about me, damn it!

So I have to eat and take my morning medications. I then will head north to drop my nephew to my sister and have her trim my hair, then it’s back home where I touch base with D and hope all goes well.

I am sitting here worrying about sentence structure… I can’t wait to have a real PC in my hands. Not that it helps with sentence structure, but it doesn’t stop me from blaming iPad. My brain is fritz on the pad.

PS. Sorry for such a lackluster post. I do not apologize for any selfishness though. Unless it helps with the cosmos on me getting a laptop today. Even then, how true of an apology would it be? May disappointment not strike me today. Love you all.

Daily Promtin’ Like A Baller & Confessions

Michelle asked me (and possibly you, too):

Describe your relationship with your phone. Is it your lifeline, a buzzing nuisance, or something in between?

I am the extremely lucky owner of the HTC Radar (4G–importance of that, I have yet to know.) through T-Mobile. Sometimes I love you, sometimes I hate you, sometimes I wish I were a cat so I could really claw your eyes out and piss in your shoe. Oh, wait.. this is about the phone. Scratch that.

I can become attached to my material items. I don’t really have many so I think that’s a small part of it. The other part would be that I love technology. Do not confuse that with being very knowledgeable about it.

If I am at a social part in my life, I can grow to hate my phone. I’m a loser loner, baby, so why don’t you kill leave me (alone). There has to be some psychological reason why I get overwhelmed with too much attention. It’s like stage fright to the 10th power (if I remember how math works). I was like this since I was small so it’s not like it doesn’t come natural. I always went to my friends’ houses. Only on occasion did I have friends at my house. Except Miss Flighty, we were more at my house when we weren’t getting into trouble.

On my phone now,  it’s a Windows phone and I love it. The only thing that pisses me off is that it lags closing apps and I think that was made that way purposefully so you can hit the windows touch button so you can swipe between many apps. I rarely use that feature. I close and jump around. I swear my battery thanks me for it. Or I thank my battery for lasting longer. I can do 3 full days between charging. Yes, that is because I am not texting like a kid on crack anymore and I rarely make or receive phone calls. My phone is a portable computer.

I love that it’s Windows because of the layout. It fucking rocks. The home screen is (why is cutomizable not a word? [insert synonym to the nonexistent word]) with which “tiles” you want readily available. It’s also infinite scroll so you aren’t limited like android and iPhone do with only so many screens available. Plus, the tiles can be big or small and makes it an easier read. For the tiles you don’t want on the main screen are in an alphabetic list on the secondary screen. If you have a child who you let play with your phone, that’s awesome. So they only have access to things you don’t want deleted. Also, if you need to hand over your phone for a snoop to use (I am a snoop so this is no offense to snoops) you can have only things you don’t mind being seen on the main screen. Windows phone doesn’t show there is a secondary screen like how android and iPhone can show at the bottom or top of the phone how many screens and which you’re on.

I am such a Windows fanatic, I should work for the damn company. Oh that reminds me, I have to share something with you that I find so hilarious!!!

Brought to me by Dooce.com: This fantastical website: The Creative Confessional:

How I felt during the Editing process in Film School:

I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes in a 4 hour block.-CB

I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes in a 4 hour block.-CB

Why my tattoos do not contain lettering:

I am an ass, I know.-CB

I am an ass, I know.-CB

Recent Studies:

Sorry to burst any bubbles.-CB

Sorry to burst any bubbles.-CB

Anti-Apple = Hipster? / Ignorant Public:

Just saying.-CB

Just saying.-CB

Mac is whack.-CB ;)

Mac is whack.-CB ;)

 

Where Awards Usually Come to Die

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Tyroper was very kind to pass on to me this golden award. I have one just like it in silver. I think it’s a trend to mix silver and gold jewelry, but I could be behind since I don’t usually wear jewelry. Thank you, Ty. I am glad you like what you read here. I know awards usually stop here when it comes with me. I am horribly lazy at collecting gems to give the award away to. I also fell into the belief of thinking of them as chain letters. Well, I have figured out for myself in the last 30 seconds of composing this that it’s a load of crock  crock of shit (I was tired when this post began) made up by horribly lazy people like myself who do not want to take the time to appreciate and be appreciated. If you want to be professional, you can relate this as to being at one of those mega conventions and your booth only has 250 favors to pass out and network. WordPress makes blogging a social network. They are tricky like that. It’s old school to be a Dooce. And harder than ever since platforms like this. I write on a whim. I am serious in saying that I am horribly lazy. There are people who research and rewrite and edit and stew over their posts before making them live. Freaky shit, I know. But if you can do that, you can pass around an award to make someone else’s day a little brighter and to let them see you care further than, “yo this shit you just posted here, this shit is tight yo.” Or [insert clicking like button here]. Lazy freaks. Long story short, the award is not dying here today.

Here are the rules of the award:
1.) Display the award logo on your blog.
2.) Link back to the person who nominated you.
3.) State 7 things about yourself.
4.) Nominate 15 bloggers for this award.
5.) Notify those bloggers of the nomination by linking to one of their specific posts so that they get notified by ping back.

7 things you need* to know

  1. I dig fruity baby food. Especially banana. 
  2. Most everything I complain about with other people I have been guilty of myself.
  3. I talk more shit about the people I love than I do of the people I loathe. Case in point: Alice. If you keep up with me you’ll notice once the friendship took a momentary pause that I thought was a forever pause, I stopped talking about her. Exception: My mother. You don’t talk shit about the people who brought you into this world and can easily take you out. Exception to the exception: My father.
  4. I need to learn how to break big goals into smaller goals so I stop the cycle of thinking it’s impossible and giving up.
  5. I can recognize a lot of things I need to do and because of this I think I don’t need therapy, but question if that means the exact opposite.
  6. I am terrible at planning. I don’t like to feel locked in and if I fail, I would disappoint others which would cause me further disappointment.
  7. I have never been married and I am not sure if I ever want to be. Some will take this as me having a negative opinion on marriage. That’s not the case. Some may take this as me having a fear of commitment. It’s not a fear more than it is I have had more than a few serious relationships, I barely make it to 2 years how the hell could I do until death do you part? I don’t believe in divorce for myself. It happens, but if I marry that man better know he is stuck for life. Unless he does something catastrophic then my ass will be at the court quicker than you can say flies on shit.

15 Blog Nominees

1. AliceAtWonderland
2. NotQuiteAlice
3. CrankyGiraffe
4. TishMoon
5. Jet @ SustainablySinlgeParenting
6. WhiskeyInTheAM
7. ExileFromHysteria
8. Rarasaur
9. J.E Lattimer
10. FrontRangeScribbles
11. MerBear74
12. Rohan7things
13. Jaschmehl
14. TeenyBikini
15. ABoldPerch

This is in no way an attempt to show favoritism and I want it known that I love you all. You are all inspiring, but it didn’t say infinite and one of my things I need to learn is to accept being limited so this kind of works for me. One small step to most, one huge leap for me.

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*need is very relative here and can be replaced with, “Could have lived the rest of your life very happily without knowing anything on this list.” But that’s just too much to type. Plus, need is persuasive. It pays to persuade. (Not really unless you’re in the biz. Biz example: hooking.) 

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