Cats/Kittens, Entertainment, Life

My Shameless Obsession: My Cat

At work the other day, I was in an elevator talking about the television shows I watch with a coworker.  Another woman was standing with us and it was said that we talk a lot about the shows we watch.  This realization prompted the woman standing along side us in the elevator said, “Well, wait until you have kids.”

My coworker and I reached our floor, we stepped out, and as the elevator doors closed we looked at each other and said, “Are you kidding me?”  To my coworker, it was a comment she hears all too often in her job which is mainly with the married-with-children type.

The woman’s comment outraged my coworker because she hears the same comments about her age and marital status (and child-less status) all the time.

The woman’s comment outraged me because she didn’t even hear me begin to talk about my cat. Her name is Mable, but I also call her Bacon because “Mable Bacon.”

I have one thing to say to you, lady: Nothing compares to my cat obsession.

My Instagram account right now:

#100DaysofHappy?  No.  #100DaysofMable. mylifeMy Twitter account right now: twitter   My Facebook account right now:

Yes, I censored my friends in my photo.

Yes, I took an inspirational quote and made slapped it on a photo of Mable.

Yes, I know how great it looks. facebookThe worst part about being obsessed with my cat is that she doesn’t know or she doesn’t care or she does know and doesn’t care.

But do I care?  No.  I’m too busy obsessing over my cat.

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Your Brain on Facebook

Facebook is blowing up about a video on Facebook.  What does it do to your brain?  It might surprise you… or it might not.

Some “facts” thrown out at you in the video explained in real life:

Courtesy of Reddit User Se7en_Sinner

People are incapable of intimately knowing more than 150 people.”

I don’t argue this fact, I argue that I can intimately know up to that amount.  It depends on my definition of intimacy, I guess.  My definition of intimacy involves letting someone hear my righteous burping or see me without make-up.

Basically for me, the deeper the intimacy, the more natural, bodily functions I’ll allow a person to see.

I’ll be honest, my intimate circle is small because I don’t want other people seeing or hearing things that can’t be unseen or unheard.

“Girls Don’t Poop” PooPourri Commercial

My friend count on Facebook isn’t just a number that makes me feel good because it’s high and that means I’m “like omg so popular.”  My number of friends says that I met all these people at least once.

Maybe I slept over their house in middle school because we were best friends and we did that every weekend.  Maybe I shared a class with them and we rolled our eyes every time that one kid pulled out his e-cigarette.  Maybe they told me a joke at a party and I nearly fell off the couch and peed my pants a little.

Life is too short to keep track of how I met my “friends,” but I can say I know at least a couple of details about the person without needing to scan their profile to figure out “who they are.”

And my friend count is over 400.

“The western and modern world sanctions individuality.  The individual is measured by … having a career, wealth, a self-image, and consumerism… Many people lose their social and familial connections in favor of a self-actualization ideal.”

Courtesy of HeyImmaTrickster

Is it entirely wrong of me to pursue a career, to generate an income, hold my head high, and buy things I want?  No.

Does that make me self-obsessed?  No.

Would my friends be mad that I’m pursuing my goals that I set for myself?  No, because they wouldn’t be my friends if they did.

So we should blame the online social network because we’re “collecting friends like stamps and not distincting quantity versus quality?”

I’m going to go with my favorite reply and say, “No.”  Strictly speaking for myself, I see quality in every person I meet… maybe with the exception being that douche with the e-cigarette in class.

(I did not add him on Facebook.)

“Converting the deep meaning and intimacy of friendship with exchange in photos and chat conversations.  By doing so we are sacrificing conversation with connection.”

Again, I might be speaking for myself but when I send my friend a cat photo I found on Imgur, I’m not saying, “OOH Cat.  Look at cat.”  I’m saying, “Hey, I like this cat photo and I know you will, too.  Not in a way that it’s obviously a cat and we both like cats.  In a way that this cat symbolizes something deeper, perhaps a longing to be a cat or to merely be in a cat’s presence.  We are both cat people and seeing this cat will make us both happy.  Here, I present to you not only a cat photo but the happiness that can only be achieved when two cat people see a cat photo.”

AGAIN, I repeat that I have a “small, intimate circle” of friends.

Also, depth of my cat obsession:

“Instead of building true friendships, we’re obsessed with endless personal promotion.  Investing hours on end on our profile, pursuing the optimum order of words in our next message, choosing the pictures in which we look our best.”

Honestly, if your social media account is all that is holding your life together: Keep on keeping on.  I won’t judge, just like I hope you don’t judge me for the horrible, awful looking faces I keep making in every photo I take or all of my cat photos.

MasquradeBall

Masquerade Ball circa 2013.

The “fantasies” that this video proposes we use social media for:

1.) We can put our attention where we want it to be.

2.) We will always be heard.

3.) We will never have to be alone.

Which equate to “I share therefore I am.”

A play on Descartes’ “Cognito Ergo Sum” or “I think therefore I am,” however the fantasies are exactly not fantastical.

These ideas are not whimsical or frivolous.

Whether or not social media exists, these are truths we as humans have until the day we die and cease to be.

So, take that Sherry Turkle.

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College, Education, Entertainment, Health & Wellness, Life

How I’m Living My Life in My Twenties (Take it or Leave it)

I’m twenty-two and I’m tired of other writers telling me how I “my twenties” should be.

I know I might be an exception to “the rule” when it comes to being a twenty-something (I visit my “family” maybe once a year, my mom is not my best friend, I have three jobs while going to school full-time, and Red Flag I have been in a relationship for about three years), but I know not that different than some of my peers.

I’m going after what I want because I know what I want and because  I’m not a twenty-something with my head up my a**.

This is my list of How I’m Living My Life in My Twenties (Take it or Leave it):

1.) I’m in a relationship.

Marshall and Lily High Five gif

Courtesy of PandaWhale.com

I emotionally invest in my S.O. and he does the same.  I do this without hesitation because WHO HOLDS BACK THEIR FEELINGS FOR SOMEONE?

Emotionally Unstable People.

My advice is if you find someone who treats you right, makes you happy, and you can see a future with them: don’t just throw them to the curb just because you’re a twenty-something.

2.) When I was single, I didn’t sleep around.

Courtesy of CelebQuote.com

And as great as emotionless sex is, I’d rather not sleep around for funzies and wonder why my self-esteem is in the garbage or why I have an unexplained rash.

Analyze that, EliteDaily.com.

However if you enjoy sleeping with whoever you want, go for it.  I’m not here to judge, just don’t judge me for not doing the same.

2.) I drink on a budget.

Courtesy of Imgur.

So I buy cheap wine and go out for “Two Dollar Tuesday.”  You know why?  Because this twenty-something buys her drinks and I’m poor.

I feel like we can all agree that, “Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker.”

3.) I don’t go on vacation.

Courtesy of the Huffington Post.

You know why, Buzzfeed and Thought Catalog?  Because I’m broke.  That’s why.

4.) I don’t go to dance class.

Courtesy of Vulture.com

You know why, Thought Catalog?  Oh yeah, I’m broke and work too much in order to get out of being broke.

When I get on a dance floor, I rely solely on what I feel in my heart, my instincts, and Beyonce videos.

5.) I can’t get and then quit a job for “The Lolz.”

Courtesy of Undergrad.osu.edu

Struggling economy.  Competitive application processes.   Fighting over the minimum wage.  Need I say more?

Oh yeah, I’m poor.

6.) I don’t write about how great being in my 20’s is WHILE I AM STILL IN MY 20’s!

CelebQuote.com

Hindsight is great because it lets you know why things happened.  It allows you to point to what was the right choice and what was the wrong choice in certain situations.

The problem with declaring how awesome being in your twenties is while you’re still in your twenties: You’re only comparing it to being in your teens and childhood.

Although the Magic School Bus and Mr. Rogers were really cool, making them compete with Long Island Iced Teas and being seated at the bar at Buffalo Wild Wings on Half-Price Wings Night isn’t really fair.

Courtesy of Blogspot

Sorry, Thought Catalog, EliteDaily, and BuzzFeed.  I guess I’m not your demographic.

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Animal Lovers: Instagramers to Follow

Here’s a brief list of Instagramers who will populate your Instagram feed with daily photos of some favorite-worthy photos.  These furry friends will surely brighten your day while you’re mobile.

dailypuppy

The dailypuppy posts the cutest puppies every day.  Just check out those French Bulldog puppies!dailypuppy

jmarcoz

This user focuses on French and English bulldogs.  Some of my favorite!

bulldogs

puggleparty

This Puggle poster have a “puggle problem.”  If you enjoy the Puggle breed of dog, hit Follow!

Puggleparty

emonemon

This Instagramer has a Scottish Fold cat.  His name is Shishi-maru and he will put a smile on your face when you’re browsing through your feed.

cat

A classic favorite:

hamilton_the_hipster_cat

Here is a cat that needs no introduction.  With almost a half-million followers, this cat is Internet-famous.

Hipstercat

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Entertainment, Television

TV Review: HBO’s GIRLS S3E8

This week: Hannah realizes that having a “real person” job can do wonders for your bank account and wardrobe, Ray breaks up with Marnie, Adam gets cast on Broadway, and Jessa falls off the wagon.

Hannah’s story-line has toned down these past few episodes and she is coming into adulthood, slowly but surely.  Her insecurities about Adam chasing his dreams makes her wonder if he’s going to stick around while she figures out hers again.  Surprise.

Marnie’s still bumbling about and working at whatever part-time, food-service job she can get her hands on.  She’s been using Ray as an emotional/physical relationship crutch, but this week he decides that wasting his time with her really isn’t going anywhere.  He dumps her and Marnie has to re-evaluate her life yet again.  Surprise.

Jessa’s rehab friend/father-figure, Jasper, has hunt her down to get her back into living her “life.”  By living life, I mean getting back into doing coke binges and running around town just for the hell of it all.  The two of them steal money from the baby boutique that Jessa’s been holding down a job at… and she was doing so well… Surprise.

Shoshannah goes back to her background noise role in the show, just like the weird, trendy ottoman that she is.  No surprise there.

I don’t know what to expect for next week’s episode.  I just want to know how Shoshannah’s going to find out about Marnie and Ray.  Shosh snapped at the beach house last week over the girls being their vapid, self-absorbed selves but I feel like Marnie sleeping with Ray will light a spark in her again.

Though Adam tells Hannah’s dying grandmother the two of them are getting married…

Check out the preview below:

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Drink Review: Crane Lake, Cabernet Sauvignon

If you’re tired of Sutter Home, Carlo Rossi, and Yellow Tail: Crane Lake will have you feeling sophisticated because you stepped away from the norm.

Crane Lake, the very name, gives you the imagery of a soothing, swan populated lake on a Spring day:  A sudden glimpse of the majestic bird through the trees on the river bank, the sudden heat of the Summer to come, and the allure of what the day (or night) ahead has in store for you.

This Cabernet Sauvignon will give you the love affair without the impending doom of heartbreak.  Certainly, the bottom of the bottle has its own despair and enlightenment.  However, the wine gives you a glimpse into the happiness that is the serendipity of life.  The win gives you a warmth and joy that only a great, cheap wine can possess.

No story, no word can describe how great a great, cheap wine is for an of-age, collegiate wine drinker.  This wine will bring you fulfillment and satisfaction for reasons of taste and for reasons of frugality.

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TV Review: HBO’s GIRLS S3E7

In this week’s episode, Marnie plans an “adult” Summer vacation for the girls to “heal.”  Obviously things don’t go according to plan, but Shoshannah grows a spine!

The episode kicks off with Marnie doing a little flower arranging in a beach house and then follows her as she places name cards on each of the beds for each of the girls.

Very Martha Stewart of her.

The other three girls arrive via bus and Jessa makes friends with a nice, elderly couple.  Marnie picks them up (sans the old people) and off they go for some time-slotted-by-Marnie fun in the sun.

The problem with this little vacation is that the girls have been boiling over with angst towards each other.  Unfortunately, all of them are too self-absorbed to vocalize and express their emotions.

On a trip into the beach town for some groceries, Hannah runs into Elijah and they reconnect their friendship.  Hannah invites him and his friends to the beach house to lighten up the mood.  One of the friends is involved in musical theater and eventually instructs a major dance routine for the gang to perform.

Marnie’s control-twitches start to overload and she becomes the metaphorical emotional-snap-bomb to watch out for.  The group of Gays and Gals begin to heavily drink and start to bond over the things drunks bond over: resemblances, reminiscing, drinking, fun, and food.

Jessa’s sobriety since rehab has stayed strong, but you can tell her promiscuous tendencies are about to emerge as she hits on one of Elijah’s gay friends in the middle of a naked pool swim session.

After dinner, the group performs the dance routine they have been rehearsing all day.  Marnie pushes for perfection and then Hannah snaps at her for her perfectionist ways.

This confrontation then spreads to the rest of the group and Shoshannah ends up calling out all of the girls’ bullsh*t: Jessa’s newly found enlightenment from rehab; Hannah’s self-obsessive, egotistical, and narcissistic focuses; Marnie’s American Psycho ways.

Kudos, Shosh.

The night ends and a new day begins with everyone in silence over what happened the drunken night before.  On the wait for the bus, the girls continue to practice their dance routine like everything will sort itself out.

Here’s to that strategy.

Because that always works out for the best.

My only criticism is that I want Shosh to find out about Ray and Marnie.  This would have been the perfect time for Shosh to use her kickboxing moves again.

Maybe next week.

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