Blog Remixed

I’ve been writing a lot lately. Not that you’d really know it as my postings haven’t been excessively frequent or anything, but I have a whole bunch of posts in ‘draft’ form, so I thought I’d take excerpts from a few of them and combine them into one big long post. Love it or hate it, let me know. I like to think of it as a blog remixed.

Somehow that makes it sound cooler. Maybe.

On with the show…

Thoughts on Life

Although I've been filling my days with various odd tasks, the lack of structure routine is not a good fit for me. Not exactly a big surprise there. I am much happier when I wake up at the same time every morning, eat the same breakfast, go off to the same "job" (whatever task that may be), etc. Don't get me wrong, a little variety never hurt anyone - perhaps I'd mix up which fabulous person I dined with for lunch or dinner, maybe I'd take a different route to a familiar place, or maybe I'd even try something totally new for an evening activity. But, basically, I am the best *me* when I am a productive and contributing member of society with a sense of consistency in my life. I'm surprised that there isn't more "support" (books, groups, Oprah shows) out there about the post-college blues.

Thoughts on Love

Benjamin (aka boyfriend) IMed me Friday morning (3am) with this: "I am not trying to be a jerk but as much as you wanted to talk I wanted to step away from everyone for some time to myself." Très triste. I dated this man for about 2 1/2 months and, unlike many of the men I've dated (sorry boys), I actually really liked this guy. While we were both in school we'd talk almost every night for an hour or two (it was kinda a long-distance thing) and many days such time would be the highlight of my day. On even the most stressful days I knew I'd have an hour of true pleasure and that'd make me smile.

On that note, why would boyfriend who started the relationship suddenly decide to end it? Yes, he's the one who decided to call me everyday while on his spring break with his buddies in myrtle beach, he's the one who when I asked what was up between us forcefully (totally out of character) said "we're dating", he’s the one who was making plans for the future with sending my link to travel deals to Italy in November! Tonight he called (which I certainly did not expect) to wish me un bon voyage so I asked what was up with us and he said he’s “not ready for a relationship.” WTF, mate? (in my best Australian accent) If you start a relationship, how/why in the world do you decide you’re not ready for one? Perhaps “not ready for a relationship” is just one of those lame breakup lines like “it’s not you, it’s me” which we all know to be total bullshit.

Or really, perhaps it’s more like “Emily, your crazy attempt to push me away actually worked- kudos to you.” I suspect this to be the truer statement. It’s just something I do at one month, a habit if you will – I suddenly become the poster-girl for “how to lose a guy in 10 days”. Generally speaking this works beautifully, as sure enough, on day 10 guy-I-don’t-really-like decides he doesn’t want to be in the relationship anymore so he decides to break it off and I sigh and agree that said relationship is not working out. Guy feels like he won, I don’t really care and everything is hunky-dory. Seriously, I’m first-class at breaking up.

Unfortunately, this time around I actually really liked Ben. So the whole pushing-away habit wasn’t so fantastic. And it’s my loss. My mistake. And I guess tonight’s apology was too little too late. I wish that weren’t so.***

Thoughts on Liberty

While I am blessed to have the greatest family in the entire world, I still don't really want to be back here living in my parents' basement (or lower level I should say). There's really nothing sexy about that (although it is a fabulous house).

Thoughts on the Pursuit of Happiness

I'm leaving today for two weeks of backpacking through Europe with one of my favorite people, my brother. If that isn't worthy of a "Wahoo", I don't know what is. I will do my best to update as often as possible, which ought to be close to every day as my brother and I will be checking in with the 'rents by email at about that frequency. Apparently they don't care if one child goes and travels the world and gets into heaven-knows-what, but it's an event worthy of sleepless nights if both children go off to *krazy* Europe together.
Anyhoot, this brings me to the PSA portion of this entry: I am leaving for two weeks in Europe this afternoon. don't bother to call my cell phone as I won't have it with me, email frequently and I'll do my best to respond, and make sure I have your address if you want a postcard.

Other Random Thoughts

Since I have exposed myself to very little media (other than the internet and crossword puzzles) over the past long while, I have little to say about advertising lately. The funny thing is that while in the heyday of my blogging about advertising some of you would superficially complain, I've been receiving even more complaints about not mentioning advertising since I've stopped.

Danica Patrick came in 4th in the Indy 500 and some of her fellow (male) racers are complaining that she has an unfair advantage. What's that you ask? She's 5'3 and 100 pounds, thereby coming in a full 100 pounds less than her which gives her the added advantage of an estimated 1 mph. My advice to Indy-men-with-small-penises: Shut up or you'll soon find that the VISA commercial that parodies Pat Day racing in NASCAR to be a reality.

My favorite crossword puzzle is the one put out every Friday in the Wall Street Journal (in the Weekend section). It's relatively do-able and the sick puns are fantastic.

If you've gotten this far, comment and receive some sort of prize. I'll come up with something fantastic I promise. After all, I'm spending the next two weeks in Europe - a continent filled with trinkets for crazy Americans to buy. Random strangers welcome.

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Mine All Mine
By SheDaisy
***the song is so-so, but the lyrics are perfect