Remabulous

smile and the world smiles with you; talk shit and get deleted from myspace

it has been an interesting week. i finally feel i am making some headway at work and have been totally sucked up by that dynamic. it is a strange thing, to come in from the outside and overhaul a company. but i guess i am just good at organization. as long as it is professional. my attempts at reordering in the personal realm seem to be a bit less successful, shall we say.

the red shoes

i have been listening to clarissa pinkola estes' amazing tape series lately: theater of the imagination. in each tape, she tells a fairy tale and then works her jungian magic on it, taking it apart and showing how each of us live out the story in some way. my latest wake-up call was a repeat listening of the read shoes.

image: moriza via flickr

Where are you located?

My good friend Jen sent me an accent quiz today.  It was rather entertaining and as I have a bit of a fetish for accents, I thought I would share.

No one ever seems to know where I am from and now you can see why... Click the link on my results to take the quiz yourself.

What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Midland   "You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent."  You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas.  You have a good voice for TV and radio.
The South
Philadelphia
North Central
The Inland North
Boston
The West
The Northeast
What American accent do you have? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

so much for that challenge; after six days, a return to food

so. this evening i feasted on a dinner of miso, rice, edamame and cucumber roll. the will to continue this cleanse eluded me. especially after they said in the cleansing article that if you get hungry at any point after the first three breaking in days, you should start eating again. and today, you bet your ass i was hungry. out of nowhere, too. i had not been interested in food beyond flavor, but today despite drinking the regular stuff in the same general amount, i just wasn't holding on the same way.

perhaps the fact that i wanted to kill, cook and eat everyone i encountered today would be a good indicator that it was time to stop. well, maybe not everyone i saw, but still. it wasn't so pretty anymore.

on not eating

these guys are my new porn stars. when you're fasting, there is nothing quite like food voyeurism.

image: eschipul via flickr

as some of you may know, i have been struggling with a weird and upsetting skin condition for nearly two years. it is called granuloma annulare. i'm not certain if i have spelled it right, but it has certainly wreaked plenty of havoc. but i will not be daunted by weird skin patches that look like lesions from some kind of alien attack. i am fighting back now. i am fasting.

we're on day 4. and i am starting to look over cookbooks like they were pornography.

no vacation time? try imagination travel

my mom recently got to spend most of february in antarctica. i didn't. but that doesn't mean i can't go with her. sort of. as i have learned that having a full-time job means having some more money but a lot less time to use it, i have had to get creative given my claustrophobic tendencies. here are some of the images my mom shared with me that are fueling my dreams of escape from life in a chair in front of a desk as of late.

yes, my mom went here. crazy. but i am trying to utilize all my absurd skills of imagination and denial to feel the same sense of  distance from regular life. here's what i 've come up with.

brilliant blog (and bloggers who have a better blog ethic than i)

every morning, 3191 miles apart, stephanie and mav get up early and take a picture. here is mav on the left, stephanie on the right. follow their daily escapades at 3191.

a response! my writing teacher shares her day job survival list.

i had a nice treat this weekend- a message from my writing teacher sharing her survival list for her day job, at  the cheese shop she works in to fund her wonderful writing. i liked it so much i asked her to let me shre it with all of you.

thank you edan!

here is her message:

"I enjoyed your recent post about how to maintain sanity in the working world. You inspired me to email you my own creative goals, as you call them:

 

1. Set aside one day that does not include any working. For me, this means only reading for pleasure (instead of reading for teaching), not writing, not hefting wheels of cheese, and not tutoring. Right now I don't have a day like this, but I plan on setting Sunday aside for fun, exploration, eating, resting, talking, catching up with friends, going outside. A big breakfast, a late morning expedition to the Hollywood Farmer's Market, perhaps a hike or walk in the hills, coffee with a friend.  Just some time to let me mind rest, for the big plans to come.

 

2. When at work, daydream about writing. This can be thinking about a character's shoes, to considering a structural question. 

 

3. Write down new ideas, even when in public. Scribble about works in progress in journal, too, to get ideas out.

 

4. Keep writing, even if it just means sitting at the desk, staring."

please do send more, everyone. i love edan's daydreaming idea a lot and i plan to try it out tomorrow. i will report back on how it goes...

posting from work...a little irreverance never hurt anyone

given that brilliant blogger keri smith, creater of the blog i love to love, wish jar, is absolutely right in her sentiment in the post card above, i decided to take a little risk and do a post from work. oooo. naughty.