I Only Know That I Am Better Where You Are

Yesterday, one of my professors gave me a piece of paper. On it, was this:

The Cult of Done Manifesto

1. There are three stages of being. Not knowing, action and completion.
2. Accept that everything is a draft. It helps get it done.
3. There is no editing stage.
4. Pretending you know what you're doing is almost the same as knowing what you are doing, so just accept that you know what you're doing even if you don't and do it.
5. Banish procrastination. If you wait more than a week to get an idea done, abandon it.
6. The point of being done is not to finish but to get other things done.
7. Once you're done you can throw it away.
8. Laugh at perfection. It's boring and keeps you from being done.
9. People without dirty hands are wrong. Doing something makes you right.
10. Failure counts as done. So do mistakes.
11. Destruction is a variant of done.
12. If you have an idea and publish it on the internet, that counts as a ghost of done.
13. Done is the engine of more.

Right on. I'm going to go read for class.

Turn Up the Music, Let's Get Out on the Floor

Today, after work, I went to the grocery store. As I was pondering pita chips, I heard someone say hello. It was a semi-regular at work. After exchanging pleasantries, he said, "So, you DO exist in real life." I responded with some crack about having to wear all black in real life also, and then we moved on to the discussion of pita chips. He told me which ones he and his wife like to eat and then we went our separate ways.

I guess I exist in real life, but sometimes I don't feel like I do.

Maybe Memphis, Tennessee, Maybe Not

My emotions have been sort of all over the place the past few weeks. I've gone from happy to sad, from miserable to okay, from stressed to... slightly less stressed. This week has been actually pretty good. I have only cried like once, and that was because I watched the episode of Sex & the City where Charlotte goes to a singles mixer thing after she and Harry break up and he's there and he proposes and it's perfect and sweet. I cried then.

School has been trying to put me under ground lately. I have more work to do than time in which to do it (like you've never heard me say that before) and sometimes I just want to hide. A friend asked me yesterday how many weeks I had left and I just kind of stared at her before I realized she was asking how much longer I had in the semester. I replied with, "I'm just taking it one day at a time." I feel like, normally, I would have some kind of countdown, but this semester is more than that. I can't really hide from real life in school anymore. I need to get a real job and start actually doing the things I've been thinking about. YIKES.

The weather in Pittsburgh has been pretty lovely this week, which is helpful in being in a good mood. I walked home today without my cardigan on, and that was lovely. I think it was 65 degrees or something! The sun has been really happy. And especially happy because, last weekend when it was rainy, I went shopping with K and we felt compelled to buy mini greenhouses at Lowe's. Mine has three types of herbs in it. The cat nip is the only one making any progress. I'm glad it's working. I promised CLRG's cats I would share.

Is It Cold Yet in New York City?

Bananne called me today. I hadn't talked to her in a while and I was really glad to hear from her. She's one of the best listeners I know (this is going to be her profession in the near future, so I think that means she'll be excellent at her job) and she always gives thoughtful advice. It's nice to have a friend like her because we can go without talking for a little while, but catch right back up where we left off and it doesn't feel weird. She's marrying Snickers in November and I am really honored to be standing up with her on that special day. It's going to be lovely.

Can You Feel This Magic in the Air?

Tonight, I went to see "Valentine's Day" with Elle. It was our first roommate date in a long time, and it was a lot of fun. The movie was ridiculous, sometimes in a good way, sometimes in a "really?!" way. Know what I mean? Yeah.