Monthly Archives: April 2012

Can’t sleep? Write a blog post

It’s surprising how many good ideas come to me in the middle of the night, while I’m laying in bed trying to fall back asleep after waking up to use the bathroom or get a drink or be an insomniac. Usually I resist the temptation to get out of bed and write it down somewhere, for fear of throwing off the potential of falling back into a deep slumber, but there comes a point when it’s no longer logical to lay in the dark, wide-eyed, with no hope of ever feeling tired again, ignoring all the exceptionally creative ideas flooding my brain. Since I rarely have good ideas, and I’m only becoming more and more awake (and strangely, very hungry), I decided tonight is one of those nights I’ll actually pull myself from the covers and pursue my latest idea.

When I Googled "can't sleep" this is what came up. Yup, that about sums it up.

First off, let me say how super annoying it is to wake up in the middle of the night for no reason. Sure, I had to go to the bathroom and I was basically dying of thirst until about 20 minutes ago, but neither one of those things truly warranted my being startled awake into excruciating restlessness. Those things could have waited until morning just like every other night. But no. Instead I get to lay here in the dark listening to the voice inside my head talking about how annoying it is I can’t fall back asleep. Is it because I didn’t drink enough before I went to sleep, and now my body is dying without hydration to the point of shocking me to life again? Is it because I didn’t turn the air down before I went to bed and now my profuse sweating has interrupted my beauty sleep? Is it because I’m subconsciously thinking about all the things I want to do tomorrow? I could go on with a list of a hundred and one reasons why I’m awake right now, but all of them suck, because all of them mean I’m not asleep right now.

Of course, now that I’m sitting here in the dark, staring at my laptop’s annoyingly bright screen, I feel my eyes becoming heavy with sleep again and my brain shutting down.

But no, I refuse to give in after making such a big to-do about actually “waking” up to write this blog post. I wouldn’t want to start something I couldn’t finish. Besides, who really needs to sleep, anyway?

So now, on to my new post.

 

Wait, what was my idea again?

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Life after Freshly Pressed

I remember a time when hitting 50 views in one day used to make me burst with joy. When getting three or four likes or one or two comments made me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Now, I feel numb to the idea of getting so elated over something so miniscule. And I have being Freshly Pressed to thank for it.

Who could ever be satisfied again after that all-time high? I mean really, c'mon now.

Now don’t get me wrong. Being Freshly Pressed was probably one of the greatest moments in my life, aside from being published on Living Green Magazine and twice on United Press International. Actually, come to think of it, I think being Freshly Pressed beat even those accomplishments. Because reporting, while exciting and interesting, is a different medium than blogging. While I always keep my news articles focused on a topic I love, there is still a general guideline for how they’re reported on, how they’re written, how they’re published and so on and so forth. But blogging, blogging can be anything you want it to be. There are no limits (unless it’s actually your job and someone pays you to write on specific topics, but who likes to get paid, anyway?). So to log into WordPress one day and stumble upon the fact that my blog post, MINE, was chosen out of thousands of others to grace the front page of Freshly Pressed made me fall out of my chair. Literally.

But now, months after the excitement has settled down and me and my blog have disappeared back into oblivion, the build up and anticipation caused by three insanely responsive days in a row has led me to feel shell-shocked. Logging into my stats now gives me a lump in my throat and a heavy heart.

So, to ward off the despair, I’ve decided the only solution is to be Freshly Pressed from here forward. Because I’m becoming severely depressed by such mediocre blog stats. I mean really, how does one stand it?

 

Oo, I just got another view on my blog! ::dances::

Up to 20 views today, WHAT. How you like me now?!

Gotta go, I have better things to do than continue this blog post. Like go obsess over my stats. Why is the page taking so long to refresh?!

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Why I will never use eBay again

eBay sucks.

I used to think eBay was the only way to buy and sell crap on the internet (besides the ever-reliable Craigslist. HAH). And I hated eBay for monopolizing the trade. With all their seller fees (I rarely buy; always selling my shee-at), including the fees they tack on to set a fixed price (who wants to wait for the bidding wars to conclude?), it was basically impossible to make a decent profit. Plus it was just super annoying to have to pay them for doing nothing except letting me post my shit. I’d rather go to Craigslist, a thank you.

But then, one day, one of my friends opened my eyes to an incredible new way to buy and sell. A way that didn’t require me to pay stupid fees just to unload my junk onto someone else. A way that allowed me to break free from the traditional auction-style selling I’d come to hate with eBay.

What was this magical new world?

Yardsellr.

And what an appropriately catchy company name.

I’ll admit, there are still some areas they can improve on, but they remain miniscule areas in the larger picture.

UM, hi. Look how much I’ve racked up in the last few months and half dozen or so items I’ve sold. Thank you.

The fact is, I can post my items, with as many pictures as I want (no fees to add more than one, EBAY), set my price, set a shipping fee, choose how I want to get paid (check or PayPal) and monitor activity on the item. Oh, not to mention I can tweet the item and post to Facebook right from the same screen.

Yardsellr is also very much about convenience. I didn’t have to jump through 20 hoops to enter my account information or sign my life away swearing to adhere to ridiculous guidelines. I simply logged in with my Facebook account and started selling.

The coolest part about this nifty new site is that they don’t charge the seller any fees whatsoever. Did I mention the seller pays nothing? The way they make this possible is by charging the buyer (small) fees and in return, are generous enough to dish out “Photons” (basically, dolla dollas) in exchange for paying buyer fees, which can later be used towards future purchases.

So it’s a win-win for everyone involved, and it’s way simpler and more user-friendly than eBay will ever be.

So there.

I am never going back to eBay again. In fact, I should probably close my account so I can stop getting charged stupid fees every month just for having it active. Unless you want to buy it from me. I hear people will pay a pretty penny for an active, valid eBay account. Just saying.

 

UPDATE: Unfortunately Yardsellr no longer exists (wahhh) but I’ve recently discovered Tradesy as my new go-to for selling the clutter in my closet. Enjoy.

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Who I would go back in time to be (and who I would avoid while I’m there)

The future holds so much unknown. And that can be both exciting and scary all at the same time. But the past is someplace mysterious and intriguing, because we know a little bit about what it was like and who lived there, but we’ve never experienced it for ourselves. The future, we get to experience that with every new day, but the past, what has come before us, we will never know. I would love to time travel one day (it will happen, just wait. cars are driving themselves these days, so time travel is next on the list). There are so many people I’d want to go back in time and meet, but even more, I think I’d rather be them. People like:

I love him so much, I'm torn between wanting to be with him and wanting to be him.

William Shakespeare. He is my literary hero. Plus I’d like to put those plagiarism rumors to rest (for good).

Joan of Arc. Cool chick.

Edgar Allan Poe. True horror at its best.

Benjamin Franklin. That man accomplished a shit-ton of good things in his lifetime. Plus, I’d like to go back and keep him from mentioning the idea of Daylight Saving Time. It’s stupid and I hate it.

Sacagawea. Smart chick.

Aphrodite. She was the goddess of love, hello.

Jesus. Y’know, to see if he really did all that.

 

People I neither want to be nor want to run into:

Adolf Hitler. He wasn’t a very nice guy.

Reverend Jim Jones. Gives me the creeps just thinking about what he did.

Joseph Stalin. He was a bad guy or something.

Michael Jackson. Too soon?

 

Unfortunately, no one has invented time travel yet. So until they do, I suppose I will have to be content with being myself. Except when I’m pretending to be someone else.

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