Posts Tagged ‘blogosphere’

Long Time Gone

So quickly was I employed again that the designer within me found no time to throw her thoughts in the dumpster…

My mind was fully functioning, certainly stuffed with wonderful ideas. Yet somehow I forgot to share (here in this place) that which amused, delighted, and frustrated me. If I were forthright in keeping up with this blog, you would already know that I have managed to find the familiar locale of unemployment once again. Ironically this time, by choice.

this chapter in my life

Perhaps we shall euphemistically refer to this chapter in my life as Transition #2. (Note: Transition #1 came between unemployment & new job at architecture firm where I’ve been enslaved working for the past 6 months.)

This chapter, Transition #2,  is overflowing with emotions. Part of me is curious…did someone decide to rewrite a chapter in the novel of my life? The sudden onset of drama, confusion, and elation that  I’ve been experiencing lately tells me that I’m reliving life in 7th grade.  Should this be the case, I’d like to nominate Judy Blume as a co-author. Thanks.

Although I’ve been a long time gone from the blogosphere, my next adventure has been a long time coming. Stay tuned for more details…

Until then, I’ll be hosting auditions for the female actress to star as moi in the made-for-television drama of my life.

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Hello world!

hello worldNobody wants to read your boring weblog.  I blog, you blog, we all blog a web log.  Nothing new or creative anymore. Just a group of self-centered millennials convinced that their lives are important enough to share a story or two or ten-thousand.  Most of these creations are little more than verbal diarrhea, and that’s just gross.  

So to emphasize my millennial defiance, planted by Mrs. Kozascki and watered by each subsequent elementary teacher, I’m setting out to prove the blogosphere wrong.  Anything you can do, I can do better.  I can do anything better than you.  

 

Until I find some Imodium to end the verbal diarrhea, I have a request:

Read about this dumped designer if you choose, but don’t be a hater.  I don’t mind if you’re a player, courting me alongside your 37 other RSS feeds.

However, until I’ve logged a few entries and given this thing a fair chance, please don’t rain on my parade, at least not yet.