(Once again, I’m awake at the back end of morning to yak.)
As I wait for the chicken I’ve just fried to cool off enough to place in a tupperware container, I look over the list of things that I want to do for my 100 Things blogging challenge. So far, that list of notes is 60 items strong—40 of those things added to the list just yesterday, when I should have been getting ready for bed. The list of things, amazingly, seems to be workable in groups of ten. I hadn’t even realized just how many things there are that I like.
(Not that that’d be obvious on a site like, say-oh, Facebook, where I find things I’m into and go on a clicking spree.)
So far, I’ve got things like
- Favorite Composer,
- Favorite Activities,
- Favorite Music Album, and even
- Favorute Intangible Events.
What? I’m a geek.
My bus shows up in about half an hour. Loads of time in a tiny cramped laundry room. The place is so backed up today that the upcoming paycheck is actually going to be bigger of some of the ones I’ve gotten so far this year that have TWO week’s worth of work on them. And I know what that money’s going to do: go into the bank where I will NOT touch it except in the case of ordering spare parts for things and grow slowly so that I can purchase the phone I will be using in the Republic Wireless beta. For once, I have a plan. …sort of. I’m not sure that “PAY BILLS AND SPEND LITTLE TO NOTHING” counts as an actual plan. It really seems like more of an angry shout.
…Once I actually begin this challenge, things are going to get a bit raw. I’m going to cut myself open and hold my own soul over all of this, and why it’s played a part in basically saving me. I’m probably not going to sound particularly classy, but this is not about class. It is about passion—the kind of thing that helps you keep going, even when things are deadset against you. Of course, this isn’t to say that there won’t be laughs to be had at this thing—my fannish geekiness about some things is worthy of a chuckle (OH EM GOODNESS THIS PURSE HAS A HIDDEN COMPARTMENT =D). And I’m willing to bet that you’ve never met someone who’s actually squeed at a vanilla orchid.
Everything is fair game. All of me will be on display during this challenge. From my list itself to what goes on in my head, you’ll see a side of me that few do.
Sound good? OK. Great! …’cuz right about now, I REALLY need to be packing up for work. I’ll work on my list as I make the transit for work.