Decorative Flower
Her Realm, Personal website and blog of Cole
Mar 16

Application To Be Cole’s Friend

People just seem to love me. It might sound arrogant, but people love me more than I tend to love them. I often take more time to warm up to them than they do to me.

And my first impressions are just god awful. I’m not kidding guys.

But I’ve come up with a solution! A quick and mostly pain-free way to determine whether a new person is friendship material. And perhaps even more!

And you, my lucky lab rats friends, can be part of the solution!

Just fill out this hand

So, there you have it, folks. A tried-and-true method to finding friendship in the 21st century.


Mar 07

It’s Raining Babies

I am brimming with thoughts inspired by being in a different environment, surrounded by different people — some of whom I’ve met a time or two and some of whom were strangers.

This has reaffirmed my view and boosted my satisfaction, in some ways, about my life. Being surrounded by people who discuss nothing more than their children, their husbands and family drama is, well, tedious. It gives me pause. Do these people have anything more in their lives? Especially when it comes to women. Is there some greater meaning? Is a baby shower an escape to them while it’s tedious for me?

This isn’t to say that I had no fun. I did have fun. I ate. I laughed. I played games. I was able to celebrate with friends. I was also shocked at just how small the first was when my best friend’s mother-in-law walked in with her husband and when I realized that another guest at the party was the awkward sister of my uncle’s ex-girlfriend. I didn’t say anything, but it was interesting nonetheless.

To add to the feeling, I overheard people discussing someone who has now become a pretty good friend and her ex-husband. Again, just a small world. It makes me feel a sense of relief when I think of people

The baby shower also reassured me that the types of games played at baby shows are, well, super lame. And they don’t become any more fun the more you play them. As far as parties go, baby showers are the worse! If I were pregnant, I wouldn’t want a party reminding me that I can’t drink. Realistically, any baby shower I would have would have to be strange. No typical games. I’m not sure what I would play, but they would be ridiculous and weird, just like me!

Finally, I’m incredibly grateful not to have or to be expecting children. It might be selfish, but I am so glad to have my time to myself. I can do whatever I want at the spur of the moment. I have expendable cash. My personality isn’t flat because I have no time or energy to have one. I know that parenthood brings people joy. It might even bring me joy, but from my standpoint, it just looks more like a curse than a blessing.

Anyway, today’s wonderfully-warm weather — over 40 degrees and sunny! — and clean air in my lungs led to a boost in energy, which I used to deep clean most of my apartment as soon as I got home. I am finally sitting down to relax with a chick flick, and I shall end this here!

P.S. What’s up with Wisconsinites calling sloppy joes BBQ?

 


Mar 03

A Balancing Act

I can’t recall the last time I posted in this blog, which doesn’t bode well for the success of the blog. I want to say that it’s not because I’ve been busy, but that’s not entirely true. There have been thoughts and feelings and goings-on that I don’t think belong in a space where you, stranger, can read them.

This is consistent with a gradual shift toward more offline communication and fewer and more trivial interactions within the online realm, even with friends I was once incredibly close to. It’s sad, but it makes sense.

As I look forward, there are a few things I’d like to do, and most of them have something to do with finding balance. for example, I want to read more, but I want to find the happy medium between novels and short story collections, fiction and non-fiction, so on and so forth. I think I’ve been doing a lot of light reading, which certainly isn’t terrible, but I should do some more novel reading, too.

The same balance needs to exist between socializing and taking down time. I find that I am socializing maybe more than is comfortable, so I thirst down recharging time. But when I have that time, I often wind up contacting others instead of really vegging out, which I think I need to do for my own sanity.

This leads to me wasting a lot of time with Facebook games and such, which I need to pare down. If I did, I’d definitely have enough time to do more reading and to both relax completely without trying to distract myself from other thoughts.

One thing I am struggling with is how I feel so completely done with being single. In the past, being single hasn’t been such an issue, but it’s been a while and I’m struggling with the desire to be with someone and my general loathing of most people. It kinda makes meeting new people difficult, heh. I’ve been considering online dating again, but it just isn’t the best fit for me.

Perhaps most importantly, I need to find the balance between having goals and wanting to improve myself but not being so hard on myself that it stalls progress.


Jan 28

The Worst Haircut in the World

Allow me to be a little dramatic. I was excited to get my hair cut and colored — something bold and bright in this dismal winter time. So I made a same-day appointment at the salon I’ve gone to for the past few haircuts. I hadn’t had my hair colored there before, but I deserved  a treat, didn’t I?

I played with a couple ideas. I knew I wanted to go back to black and red or something similar to that. I found a style that I liked both cut and color, so I sent it to my phone and took it with me to the salon.

I did wind up deviating from the color a bit — I wanted more red than black. We picked colors and the stylist began hacking away.

But somewhere along that way, she cut too much. It didn’t look like the shape of the cut I had chosen at all. You would never guess the photo I took in with me.

and the color? What looked like it would work with the swatches didn’t. Perhaps because of my base color. These things are never exact, I understand. But even though I wound up going lighter than I expected, perhaps black would have been more appropriate in the end.

Overall, it just looks like a bad wig. And it reminds me of this:

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Yea..

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Hair is slightly less terrible after going back to have it fixed.


Jan 20

Every Other Year

2015 will be awesome if for no other reason than odd years seem to be awesome.

2011 was the year I traveled to cons and concerts and reconnected with many friends.

2013 had all this potential and I was more confident than I had been in quite some time.

2015 has already had many good times with friends, drinks, cat cuddles and tons of dancing around my living room to awesome music.

Here’s looking to the rest of the year!