Category Archives: Life

AKA Cole is a hypocrite

But y’all love me, so it’s okay.

Right now I am a bit obsesses with two things: garlic and jeggings. Not together of course. You freaks.

Anyway, let’s talk about garlic. My love for garlic is far from in its infancy, but it’s also inconsistent. I’ll eat a lot of pasta, potatoes or chicken with garlic. Then, I’ll forget about it for a while.

Right now is not one of those times. My apartment smells great, and I can even smell the garlic outside the door. Pretty impressive considering I’ve got myself a cold. Blech.

Jeggings are something I’ve come to appreciate more recently. In fact, I decried them on Facebook a little over a year ago.. or so my Facebook memories tell me.

The problem is that I am short and curvy and have always have issues finding well-fitting jeans. I’ve also always been told that pantlegs should be wide to balance out hips/midsection. You know exactly what I mean if you’re anything other than thin. And I guess it was hard to ditch that mindset.

I had also long associated skinnier pants and jeans with certain subcultures, and I wasn’t very fond of the aesthetic.

Finally, I think feet look huge when you wear skinny pants or jeggings. And they do. It still gets me to look down and see my entire shoe. It’s weird. Okay, guys? But I’m weird. So whatever.

The whole thing started two years ago. I gave into leggings, especially fleecy ones. They’re comfortable as fuck, and while i prefer those that are lined, dark and without patterns, it struck me that skinny jeans or jeggings aren’t really that much different. So i’d probably like them, too, yea?

The hunt was not fortuitous, however. Finding jeans for short inseams is hard y’all. Remember when I wrote about it on Reviews by Cole? And jeans come in all sorts of washes and cuts, but jeggings seem to be more limited. It’s also harder to get away with slightly-too-long jeggings because they wrinkle up, which is really unflattering. If your skinny jeans don’t fit like a second skin, they look terrible. Sorry.

I lucked out a few months ago when Rue 21 had a sale, and I found skinny jeans for curvy bodies. They were cheap. They fit well. They look cute with boots and shoes and tunics and cardigans. I’ve almost worn the thighs through in those jeans, though. So I scooped up another pair, which somehow managed to be even more flattering.

I’m wearing them right now, thank you very much.

Anyway, I’ve already raved about two trivial things more than any normal person would. That’s okay, though. Being excited and grateful makes Cole a content person, and that’s something worth talking about.

Just a few of the things I’ve done.

• 1916 words written
• 1400 points earned (on Dealspotr, of course)
• 16 fields created in Ingress
• 9 miles walked
• 4 chapters read
• 3 pieces of french toast eaten
• 2 friends visited
• 1 blog posted!
• 1 basket of laundry folded and put away (maybe..)

Life is just, like, this thing. Fleeting and fragile. Terrible and ridiculous and better than you could ever imagine.

And you get no say in whether you have to deal with life, what you get dealt or when it’s going to end.

It’s just so overwhelming ,you know?

But life, I don’t know, man. We’re here and it seems like the only logical way to deal with it is to enjoy the fuck out of it.

If you don’t, I’m not sure I can consider you sane. That’s not politically correct, but it would be crazy to be anything other than happy when it takes just as much effort to be miserable.

Maybe I’ll change my mind when I’m dealt another bad card or have to deal with a struggle I didn’t see coming, but for now, I’m just going to live life.

Summer is rapidly coming to an end, and although I feel like I’ve been incredibly busy, I haven’t done much to write home about. I spent a weekend in Milwaukee, but haven’t gone to any cons. There’s been a few day trips, some game nights, many long walks with friends, Pokemon Go playing and eating out. It was all fun. There was laughter all around, but nothing stands out.

Perhaps that’s because I’ve been doing so much of it. I am currently in the midst of being the most extroverted I’ve ever been. It’s awesome but so very weird.

I recognize that being able to socialize with people, both en masse and so frequently, without needing to head home and check out for several days or hours is directly related to my anxiety being at an all-time low. I can’t argue that this is a bad thing. It’s really quite wonderful.

But it’s weird that I can more easily talk to strangers and feel more comfortable in certain spaces. That I can meet up with new people with minimal anxiety and spend hours socializing without feeling the need to end it is amazing. I’ve spent a lot of days with multiple social interactions, something that would’ve been highly unlikely if not impossible a few years ago. It does have me questioning whether my introversion was something that stood on its own of or if it’s something of a side effect of my anxiety.

A few weeks ago, I assumed that I would eventually feel more anxious and introverted  and that all would come crashing down, but while I have a hectic schedule, I seem to have found some balance. I’m not so worried about the other shoe dropping.

Although, I still do enjoy and feel energized by my down time, it’s not as necessary as it once was. In fact, I need to remind myself sometimes to do other things that I enjoy that have taken a back seat to socializing. This weekend I plan to play video games, take walks, catching up on blogging and read.. all by myself. Not having any work until Monday certainly makes this easy. Of course, I’ve already seen friends and added other things to my schedule, but I never realized how many hours were in a day until I paused from filling them all up.

So, you know, if you want to do something, I’m probably down.

My weirdo friend from across the state who plays Little Big Planet with me and answers all my questions about Pokemon and tells me that my butt is nice.

That is all.