“I hate puzzles!”

This week I’ve been helping my good pal Christina move in to her new apartment.  Earlier, I assembled a coffee table, and tonight I assembled a bed frame.  Both from Ikea.

I did this for two reasons:

1. I love Christina.

2. She is easily frustrated by furniture assembly.

My father is also infuriated by furniture assembly.

I understand that it’s tricky sometimes and you have to be very patient with aspects of it -  pieces have to line up perfectly and there’s a whole mess of screws to figure out, but I actually kind of like putting furniture together.  It’s like a puzzle.  But it’s a puzzle you can put your coffee cup on or you can put your new fun mattress on once it’s done.

I’m just wondering now though – am I the strange one for enjoying this, or is it just coincidence that the people I surround myself with loathe putting together furniture?

I also really liked playing with Lego as a kid.  Maybe there’s a tie in with this too.

questions needing answers – vol. 1

When you change the settings on a toaster, what happens exactly?

Is the bread kept in there longer, or does the heat become more intense?

Just Saying…

Why is it that every messenger bag that will fit my 15″ laptop is either super conservative black and business-like,  or looks like something my ten year old sister would use it to store her Jonas Brothers magazines?  Why is there no in between?

20-something year old upwardly mobile women need to protect, organize and transport their laptops as well.

There is a market.   Let’s make that happen.

eight years and going strong

I spent some time today going through my desk drawers throwing things out that I don’t need anymore, and I stumbled upon an old flash drive.  I put it in to see what was on it, and it was my old online journal which I had downloaded when the service shut down (teenopendiary.com – RIP).  Reading through it, I realized a few things:

1.  All teenagers are ridiculously self-absorbed.

2.  I don’t think I ever really liked the guy I crushed on through the entirety of high school.

3.  It makes perfect sense that I became an Advertising major, the signs were everywhere:

• “I wish all my projects were group projects.”
• “I hate that I can’t draw anything.  Oh well, at least I know what I would draw.”
• “The presentation was so fun!”

4.  I’ve always been a nerd.

5. When I moved to New Haven, Connecticut from Sydney, Australia – the transition was much easier than I thought it would be.

6.  My mother has consistently given me really good advice.

I kept that first journal for three years, then moved over to another service, then blogger, then WordPress and now WordPress & Tumblr (which I’ve been updating more often than this blog).  So, technically I’ve been “blogging” since 2000.   I don’t think when I was fourteen I even knew what blogging was, but it’s so great to have this running track record of my life and thoughts between the ages of fourteen and twenty two.

I absolutely neglected blogging (and sleeping) during finals week, but now that it’s over I’ll be writing more frequently and enjoying having a little time off.

Pretty psyched.