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carrie: Warm hands on a coffee mug. (coffee warm hands)
You know the deal! I've been making annual mixes every year since 2003, inspired by my fellow MLP collector Spoosh. But what's a good mix tape if not shared, preferably with notes on why I liked it?

Yeah. I haven't done that part since 2012. >_>

Today I was feeling more inspired about music though, and I need to practice writing things without compulsively over-editing them, so here's all the songs I liked in 2017 and why. The playlist can be found on Spotify, and I'll edit in the link to YouTube once I've made it there.

[edit: hang on I gotta learn how DW does spotify cause my iframe got eaten. I need to afk but I'll fix it later.]

all behind the cut. Basically, it was a great year to be a contralto... )

And that's where we leave it! If you listen, let me know what you think.
carrie: A spinning, swirling blue orb for focused meditation. (glitch meditation orb)
An actual public entry? Because I saw my friend Michelle blog and I want to do it too. Let's see...

* I haven't been working because my OCD is really, really bad. The compulsions this time mostly involve a lot of pacing and re-reading and re-editing things I've written, which is exhausting (often requiring naps or sedatives to stop the pacing) and unbelievably counter-productive to getting anything done. Sitting down to write this instead of reciting it while I walk around the house is actually kind of agonizing, but also my muscles are like "thank god she's sitting down with a heavy laptop on her and can't go anywhere till she's done writing".

* Then on top of that I got the flu, and because CVID is obnoxious, of course bronchitis came in on top of that. Spent a very uncomfortable afternoon in the ER getting fluids and then slept for about 4 days, that's not an exaggeration. I'm still tired as hell and this was two weeks ago.

* I learned the Bravely Second speedrun. I really like it as a speed game and I want to do well at it. Bonus: it forces me to sit down for 5-6 hours. (I'd love to get a time in the 3 hour range (sub-3 is world record) but that's what practice is for.)

Of course, last night I got near the end and the battery went on my 3DS. Um, how? It's plugged in...oh, no, the kitten chewed through it. In trying to see if it still worked I accidentally touched the exposed wire and my finger still tingles today. Maybe don't touch exposed wires that are plugged in, huh? (And yeah, we slather them with bitter agent and hide them whenever we can, but still the kittens chew. It's getting to be expensive and also: kittens, DON'T DO THAT TO YOUR MOUTHS. You're scaring your mom!)

* I need a new craft now that my temp blanket is done and I'm thinking of cross-stitching something SNES-era, like Chrono Trigger. Heaven forbid I use any of the extra yarn I have stashed around the house already...

* Annual trivia night was on Saturday. We didn't win, but I did feel useful because of a few things I knew. Oh my god this sentence is boring but I'm leaving it.

* I don't have anything else to say because I haven't done anything else in the past 2 weeks other than be sick and play video games. It's been too cold to leave the house (and the zipper broke on my warm coat because of course it did). Tomorrow I have 2 medical evaluations to see how well I'm doing at this resting thing and I'm not optimistic about what I'm going to hear.

I will now read this through once for revisions, once for proofreading, post it, and edit it to be public, and leave it ALONE because otherwise I'm going to lose the next 45 minutes to making it perfect and I really want to rest instead. I hear The Good Place is a thing I should watch? Maybe some of that.
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Annotations are under cut tags; you'll probably want to click the pictures to make 'em big, I'm still trying out this new thing. (Form is in the style of Awkward Zombie who is much better at making comics and you should read her stuff if you like video games.)

2017 Hourly Comics Page 1


8AM - 11AM )

2017 Hourly Comics Page 2


12PM - 3PM )

2017 Hourly Comics Page 3


4PM - 7PM )

2017 Hourly Comics Page 4


8PM - 10PM )
carrie: person glowing in aqua light stretching, eyes closed. (resting)
Fault-finding comes from Fear

Whenever we find fault with others, whether through anger, contemptuous certainty, self-righteousness, or gossip, it is often based in fear. We may not be aware of our fears, but when we look deeply, we may discover the fear of rejection, loss of control, of unworthiness, or the fear of disconnection. But refraining alone is not enough by itself - it is just behavior modification - and it is neither healing nor transformative. Only through uncovering and consciously entering into the deep hole inside, welcoming the fear with curiosity and compassion, can we ultimately reconnect with the basic wholeness of our true nature.

-Ezra Bayda, "Quotable: On Right Speech"


Co-signed. Underlined. Worthy of a public post.
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30 day Music Meme Stolen from Everyone. (Will they all be public? We'll see. I like having public entries when I can. But I'll try to tell a story with each so that I make content along with filling in the blanks, so I can't always guarantee they'll be unlocked.)

Day 1: Your favorite song.

No contest.



I picked up this group called Barenaked Ladies from hanging out with Katherine in college. Katherine loved to sing "Life, In a Nutshell" because it talked about blue-green eyes, which she had. I brought a blank cassette over one day and dubbed myself a copy of her Rock Spectacle CD so that I could have some cool Canadian music too. (They were still relatively obscure, but that was all about to change...)

And then, back in my dorm room, I was cuddled up on my bed just listening to the album with the intent purpose of paying attention to BNL's clever lyrics. By the time they got to the bridge of this song, silent tears were just falling down my face.

I spent a lot of time in college -- especially my senior year -- staring up at the ceiling in my dorm room, trying to hold it together. I had a recurring dream of standing at my 5th floor window, watching my friends fly away to do what made them happy. But my feet were stuck to the ground. Everyone left into the blue sky except for me. I couldn't fly and I had nowhere to go.

I wish I could fly, from this building, from this wall / and if I should try, would you catch me if I fall?

Come May I had nowhere to go but to walk down two aisles: once for a double BA and a handshake, and once more for my M.R.S. and a kiss. I'd end up working at a coffee shop, becoming the chica del cafè, claiming a third identity for myself. And I still had the cassette tape I'd dubbed off of Katherine, and it was always on in my car going to and from work at Caribou.

At a guitar lesson a few months ago I sheepishly asked to learn this song as "it's sorta my favorite". My (endlessly patient & talented) teacher took me through it as "You gotta know your favorite song." My creativity -- my music, my stories, the elaborate movies and plays that I dream -- that's where my real fear is. Fear of failure. Like the executives stuck in their boardroom afraid of what would happen if they ever got out of there.

I want to be the window washer afraid of heights but who braves the fear because there are masterpieces to be made and making masterpieces is possible.


rest of days, don't worry I'll only post this once )

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