Decorative Flower
Her Realm, Personal website and blog of Cole
Apr 22

Where’s My Head At?

Or the post in which Cole puts her iPod through the washing machine.

I don’t know what’s been going on with me for the past two weeks or so. It’s just like lost my wits about my. I have literally lost multiple things, including my box cutter (I think it went out with the trash) and a brand-new pair of panties, which must have walked off with someone else’s laundry.

The straw that broke the metaphorical camel’s back, however, was when I went to bed last night wanting to listen to my iPod, only to realize that I had forgotten to remove my iPod from my jeans pocket when I tossed them in the washer. Then it dawned on me.

Oooh, that’s what that sound was in the dryer. Actually, the iPod had flown out of the dryer when I was checking to see if my laundry was done and landed on the floor, I’m lucky it was even there when I returned. I’m even luckier that it still somehow works.

I don’t do well with losing things. I guess other people would say that “everything happens.” I guess this is true, but my anxiety drives me to keep tracks of things and people and events. Not knowing just gnaws at me. With time, I’ll get over all this silly and forgetful stuff. I’m sure to be on the top of my game, now.

However, it’s still just so unlike me. It really ruffles my feathers the wrong way. And then I end up with all this nervous energy and no good way to deal with it. So, today I stressed cleaned the house I had just cleaned to a deep clean and hung up a mirror with the help of a friend. My house feels amazing, but I don’t quite feel that awesome.

I hope I can get back to be soon because now that it’s finally warm and spring-like, it’s time to enjoy fresh air, long walks and all of the things that make me happy. I just hope I don’t manage to displace them.


Apr 02

My Heart Wants

I have long been a fan of Lennon Murphy, a chick rocker who, yes, is named after that Lennon. She had a solo career, and I discovered her on MTV Rock (remember when that was a thing?!) in high school. I bought her first album and a few later, but she never achieved that same success.

I would eventually go on to start a Lennon fanlisting, which I deleted when I removed the rest of my fanlistings shortly before I switched Web hosts. But her career didn’t keep up. I was sad because I like chicks who rock. It’s also the same reason that I had a Pat Benatar fanlisting — and tattoo!

I had created a Google alert to be updated whenever Lennon popped up because I needed to update my fanlisting, and I must have forgotten to delete it when I deleted my fanlisting. You can imagine my surprise today when I signed in to my email to see that alert, which I had completely forgotten.

But it was awesome!

Lennon is back with a new band and this is their first single and I love it!

So I’ll post about it so you can love it, too!


Feb 20

I am in love.

I mean, I guess I kinda am, but this isn’t about that.

This post is about my new phone, the HTC Desire. Or Desiree as Facebook calls it because I can’t type “desire” without it tagging her.

I ordered the phone on Thursday morning and it showed up on Friday, Valentine’s Day. What a very sweet gift. I was worried that I wouldn’t love it because the specs aren’t necessarily amazing. They’re not even on par with the Galaxy S III, which V Mo also sells. But at $160, this phone was affordable and an upgrade.

And even if the numbers didn’t seem that impressive, the performance really is nicer. It’s not laggy. Multitasking works better. Many apps that didn’t work well on my One V do now, and it’s compatible with more apps. The smoothness is just so refreshing. NFC, the font-facing cam and dual front speakers are also awesome.

I actually wasn’t super impressed with the app drawer/launcher. HTC has focused on other things, so I went back to Smart Launcher. I just discovered it, and it is smart. It’s intuitive. I love it.

I’ve just completed a workaround to use Android emoticons, which HTC doesn’t seem to like. In the process, I discovered that I’ll get the update for KitKat, which is awesome!

I wish I could take a picture, but the only camera I have is my phone.

Which I will love forever and ever and you can’t stop me so nyeh.

 


Aug 17

5 Reasons Why Bartenders Hate Me

  1. I’m the chick who brings her phone in and shows them all the drinks I want that are more complicated than they should be. Hey, get some glasses, people! Anyway, Baileys Chocolate Covered Cherry is a delicious shot.
  2. But if I didn’t do that, I’d never know what I want. Seriously.  I don’t know the names of alcohols, and I usually describe what I want by color or a single ingredient. Good luck with that, buddy. That’s why I don’t make my own drinks. Well, that and the fact that I am terrible at making stuff that won’t kill me.
  3. I suck down my drinks too fast. Seriously. Sloooqqqqppp. And gone.
  4. I play all those typical bar songs on the jukebox. Man, I just wanna sing along to some classic rock. Why is that so bad, huh?
  5. I’m a bad tipper. I don’t know why. I just feel like bartenders don’t deserve the tip. This is awful, I know. maybe

PS. I may be a little drunk right now.

Jukebox

Bitch, please. This is my jam.