Product Placement:

Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte: yes, please.
Urban Outfitters: can I be a model?
Coach: soon those Stefanie heels will be mine.
Dior: Miss Dior Cherie
It's Kind of a Funny Story.
Margot and the Nuclear So and So's.
Facebook.
Twitter.
Hewlett Packard.
I love my job. I love IT. I just wish I knew how it worked better.

   Today I won't be talking in code.  Even though that's how it is in my head every second of every day and night, no lies, I dream in broken sentence structure and emotional prose.  I have an incredibly hard time writing up a proper paper anymore. Because most of the time, I have to really sit and think about verb and subject agreement, punctuation, and paper tense.  When even in my own mind, that's not how I work.  I'm choppy and broken.  Little and short. Bits and pieces of a collection of chaos blended with emotion and love.  Or pain.  Or confusion and anger.  That's life. Right?  And Starbucks and Facebook keep us connected and awake. Movies and music give us something to experience, and designer perfume keeps us smelling fresh and flirty.  Even when no one has any desire to flirt with a crazy.tiny.music.obsessed.nerdy.girl.


Light hearted and breezy.  Today was okay.  Even with anxiety and a cold.  I'm moving forward. Slowly. But Steady.