Yin And Yang

In the past twelve hours I have experienced life’s highs and lows. I was pleased as punch this morning, until I did something stupid.

I am running late this morning, with way to much to do by day’s end, and in my haste I fucked up.

ITP Flickr Pic
“Momentary Approval” (Atlanta, Georgia, United States)

Momentary Approval
Apparently my tweet touched a positive nerve because I have never had a tweet retweeted and favored as much. For about an hour notifications of approval the likes I have never heard before came streaming to my iPhone in the form of notifications. I can’t imagine having real popularity.

And Then There Is This Morning
I am already furious with myself this morning because at the laundromat I did something incredibly stupid. It was not until I started the washer, which I have since found out cannot be stopped once it has started (talk about design failure, or lack of empathy from the person who told me so), that I included my cardboard box of fabric softener in the load of whites that I am currently washing. I know that the box and all of its contents will be ruined, I’m curious to find out how many pieces of clothing they take with it. I also can’t wait to have to fish out small pieces of cardboard from the load. There’s a part of me that would love to just throw out everything in that load and say “Fuck it!”

It’s at this point I should remind myself that fame is fleeting, and the material possessions should not be that important To me.

Now I need to figure out a way to cool down to work on the German homework that I was unable to convince myself to do last night.

A better Tuesday to you,
Paulie [eatl/ga]

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21 Responses to Yin And Yang

  1. Walking to Krispy Kreme to settle myself down with a coffee and donut. I know that is not the answer, but is the answer for right now.

  2. ITP Lurker says:

    So I went to this woo-woo as fuck Salt-Energy-Breath workshop on Sunday. Mostly to challenge myself but also to further wrap my head around the concept of self-care which has always been foreign to me. I learned a technique that feels goofy as hell but has helped me already.

    When you’re feeling like you did with the washing machine, take a moment and shake every part of your body. Start with a hand, like you just picked up something nasty. Do your other hand. Do a foot, then the other. Shake as much as of your body as you can for a minute or so. It’s truly shakes shit out of you. I was about to burst over something last night, and it settled me down.

    Your mileage may vary. And maybe try this at home first, rather than the waschsalon.

  3. Stacy says:

    Ponce KK? That’s a decent enough walk to totally justify a donut. And they have great coffee. (“Worthy of our donuts!” – isn’t that the tag line?)

    I know you don’t really care about popularity and that was said in jest above. 🙂 But it is kind of nice to get that sort of response, isn’t it? Makes me smile anyway. And I couldn’t help thinking that if you really cared about being more social, you would probably have many more people responding. You do have a lot of clever, interesting and thought provoking things to say. You just don’t make it easy to be your friend.

    You’re not on Facebook, you deleted Instagram, you point blank told me you don’t follow any friends on Twitter (so, yeah, why would I bother to follow you then?) and so really the only way to communicate with you on a “social” setting is your blog.

    I totally understand people not being on social media. I actually have quite a few friends who don’t and it’s really rather smart even in this day and age. I respect that. But those people also seek out their friends instead of making their friends come find them all the time. Case in point: can’t remember the last time I got an email, text or invite to go do something out of the blue from ya. Just sayin’. The effort needs to go both ways if something’s actually important to you. If I didn’t come read your blog, would we even still be friends today? (that’s meant to be rhetorical, btw) I’m just pointing out that, although I know you really don’t care about “popularity” per se, that really the fact you don’t have more is because you’re doing it to yourself. Folks really DO like you.

    • Fair points.

      Yes, KK on Ponce.

      I was more astonished that so
      Many people saw my tweet, as I seem to be living life yelling st the clouds (by choice) these days and expect to be ignored.

      I actually haven’t deleted my Instagram account, I deleted the app from my iPhone and when I put it back on it wouldn’t let me log in. I haven’t made the effort to jump through IG’s hoops to do so.

      • ITP Lurker says:

        These are so much more than “fair points”. Stacy gave you a goddamn gift here.

        “I know you really don’t care about ‘popularity’ per se, that really the fact you don’t have more is because you’re doing it to yourself.”

        As I’ve said before friendships are training wheels for relationships. I’ve had so many people just fade out of my life over the years because of many of the same same things Stacy said. No one ever gave me a laundry list of ways to bolster the friendship, they just went along on their way. I’m starting to restore a couple of lost friendships, slowly, but doing so burns even more energy than is required to maintain existing friendships. It’s foolish to put any positive friendships at risk these days. Jettison the toxic friendships, but keep the positive ones.

        And when someone lays it out on the table like that, take fucking note. What are you waiting for? Skywriting?

    • HamWithCam says:

      Boo yah.

    • ITP Lurker says:

      ” You do have a lot of clever, interesting and thought provoking things to say. You just don’t make it easy to be your friend.”

      First sentence is why I ended up hanging out here. Ouch on the second sentence, but TRUTH!!!

      Good stuff, Stacy. I don’t think I make it easy for folks to be my friend either. I’m gonna sit with that.

  4. HamWithCam says:

    “Mommy, what’s wrong with that man?”
    “Oh nothing dear, he’s just shaking the shit out of himself….”

    Yeah Paulie, come on. It’s the 1990’s…..OK, 2000 something,
    Get with it.
    The Facebook, Twitter, etc, etc. are where it’s at.
    Best of all, it’s where *we’re* at.

    This is your last warning…

    Girl 1: “I met a cool guy today. Yeah, he into hashing and everything…”
    Girl 2: “Yeah?”
    Girl 1: “Yeah, but he’s not on The Facebook….”

    This just in:
    “The high today will be 85. Today’s average temperature for this date is…74.”
    Jeeze. Hurry Fall.

    73 de JG/HamWithCam

  5. Steve says:

    It’s very doubtful that the clothes are ruined. Yes, you may be picking out bits of cardboard, but that’s the price you pay…

    I know where KK is (several, in fact) but not so sure about Der Waschsalon.

    50 minutes of suffering last night. It wasn’t a hard workout, but the longest time I’ve spent in the new Brooks saddle since I bought it. We are SLOWLY coming to an agreement…

    Last Games meeting tonight as it all hits the fan starting Thursday!


  6. Clothes not ruined, plenty of cardboard retrieved.

    Funny story: as I am pulling out the load of cardboard-laden clothes and plucking the tens of dryer sheets from it a woman asked me “Does that work? I was thinking of throwing some into my wash to see.” ROTFL!!!! I smiled and explained to her the mistake I had made.

    If you go north on Penn (think old building with Kodak sign) to 6th Street, you will be at the Waschsalon.

  7. I have just seen UF’s gawd awful ugly “alternate” uniforms that I believe they will be wearing on Saturday. It has brought to mind that I don’t know who I will use as my reference blind person when Stevie Wonder dies. Is there a currently-famous blind person younger than him?

  8. Barb says:

    Packing up the condo, drank & ate most of what we bought.

    Flight is at 1:30pm, Doo Doo & Abby are on our flight, as well as some other FL hashers.
    May head to Scottsdale for breakfast, not sure yet.

    2000 drunk hashers is a hell of a lot of people.
    This resort is super spread out, only 4 floors, so no real elevator games.
    Lots & lots of walking.

  9. Wow did it get hot in a hurry! My short walk after eating out has left me all sweaty.

  10. Barb says:

    Only 86 here now, it’s so cold!
    Getting on the airplane soon.

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