Saturday, October 12, 2013

Scheduling My Hobbies

How sad is it that I try to block my night out.
I will read 80 pages of my book.
Then I can play Crisis Core for one hour.
I will then read 50 more pages.
Then I have to watch one episode of a TV show I am behind on.
While doing that I will practice writing out my Welsh vocabulary.
Read 25 more pages.
Then, if it's not too late, I watch one more episode and put away my laundry.

Please note that writing this blog post is nowhere on this list.

Also note, how far down on the list dealing with my laundry is...


Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Missing People

Sometimes it's hard to admit that you miss someone and admitting it, especially to that person, is a terrifying thought.

Because how can you tell someone?


Monday, October 7, 2013

My Life

I spent almost an hour taping stickers to the bottom of yurmulke wearing rubber ducks.

This is my life.


Thursday, October 3, 2013


This exchange between my sister Molly and I was too good not to record somewhere.

Message from Molly:

"Kind of deformed. Also only has 3 legs..."

Molly: "it doesn't even look like an animal that exists"
Amy" Llama!"
Amy: "Lulu the Lame Llama"
Molly: "Giraffe...but I'll take it!"
Amy: "Close...ish?"
Molly: "just pretend I said llama"
Me: "Of course you did!"

I love my sisters.


P.S. I can't judge I made a two-headed walrus once.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Pintrest Science

I was just sitting here looking at the science and nature tab on Pintrest and wondering what the Hell I'm doing sitting in this apartment when there are so many beautiful things to see.

Maybe I just need someone to see them with, like Grace has Sam.

Friday, September 20, 2013


P.S. I really need to rewatch Fringe.


I know I'm not the most social of creatures. I'm not even very good at trying to be.

I just get around people and my brain sort of shuts down. I don't mean to be as awkward as I am but it happens.

But there are some people who just sort of highlight my awkwardness. Who being around is hard because it reminds me just how much I'm not like them. Who try to bring me into the conversation but only in a way that mentions me, not exactly invites me to talk as well.

It's hard. And it makes parties unbearable.


Thursday, September 12, 2013

Moral Support

Things I don't understand:

Needing moral support to go and get a haircut.

I get being super fond of your long hair. I had wicked long hair that I wouldn't even trim in high school. It was long and it was double-tapped right in the skull dead but I wouldn't even think of trimming it.

But then I went and hacked it all off. And I went by myself.

You don't need moral support for a typical hair cut. It's a hair cut. It's hair. You're cutting your hair not donating an organ.

Just go and do it if that's what you want.


Friday, August 23, 2013

SF Amy Hiatus

So, I've been debating an SF Amy hiatus. I used to have fun doing these comic strips every week but they just sort of feel like chore. And I don't think they're as good as they used to be. They've become so much of the same thing, Amy hunting bugs or stupid one panels of conversations that I had with co-workers that they don't even remember.

I was so diligent about posting for so long and lately I've really let it slip. Maybe I was subconsciously telling myself to take a break.

Maybe I'll do them every other week or maybe just when I feel like it. It's not like I really have a fan base who's waiting for them.

And maybe that's another thing, maybe they just feel thankless. I started the blog when friends from school told me they missed seeing her and I don't think any of them read it anymore.

And I have so many other things to do. So much other stuff I want to do.

I feel like it makes sense but I also feel like I'm failing, like I'm giving up. And I hate that. I hate feeling like that. Feeling like I can't do something.

I guess we'll see.


Saturday, August 17, 2013


Sometimes at work I have these moments where I feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. Where everyone and everything is simultaneously just right. Where I get pulled into an in-joke just be walking past and it occurs to me that they might not find me as obnoxious as I think they do.

They're kind of brilliant moments.


Sunday, July 7, 2013


This song always reminds me of being home and of my sisters and Laura and Mike and Dusty.
And sometimes of being at school and Krissa and Brittany, and even sometimes Justine.

I miss this.


Wednesday, June 12, 2013


I watched my first NHL game today. The first game in the Stanley Cup finals.

It was awesome.

Why haven't I watched hockey before?

Triple overtime.

Fucking Chicago.


Sunday, June 9, 2013

Oh Hey Theme Song


Okay so this totally isn't right but parts of it are. Damn it.



I am such a mess!


*angry throttling gestures*


Friday, June 7, 2013

No Win

I have decided that this week is just a giant no-win situation. The whole thing.


Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Facebook Chain-Things

Do you remember chain-letters? How annoying they were?

The new chain letter is all of this Facebook 'Share-this-picture-or-you're-a-terrible-person' stuff.

I hate this.

I am not a bad person because I don't want to share this text-graphic telling everyone that special needs children are just like normal kids.

I'm not saying that I don't agree, I'm just saying that I don't need to plaster it all over Facebook. Sometimes Facebook is an escape and I like posting things about books or just lovely pictures.

I am not a bad person and I don't have a small, black, shriveled heart. I just don't want to share everything about every potentially sad or devastating thing in the world.

Sharing it on Facebook is not going to make me a better person. Or make other people better for having seen it.


Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Three Days

In Three Days I will be home.

With my family.



Sunday, May 26, 2013

The Fault in Our Stars

I really, honestly, think The Fault in Our Stars is a book that everyone should read.

But it must be read when you have time to feel it. I don't mean that you can't read it quickly. You can. You will. But it demands to be felt (like pain) and it will leave you sitting in a stunned sort of agony.

But still.

Read it.


Monday, May 6, 2013

Oh, for the love of...


How is that's difficult?

Of all of the names to spell wrong! Honestly!


Sunday, March 24, 2013

Shower thoughts: Not a Mystery

It occurred to me tonight that I am not mysterious.

Okay, so it didn't just occur to me. I never really thought I was. I'm awkward not mysterious. But it sort dawned on my just how not mysterious I am.

You can tell every single thing about how I am feeling by either looking at me or having a very brief conversation. If I'm pointedly not talking or even looking at you, I really don't feel like chatting. If you're getting short, clipped responses, I am forcing myself to be polite but I really don't feel like chatting. Sometimes it's a general not chatting. Other times I just don't feel like talking to you personally. It's not usually something you did, it's just how I'm feeling.

I am not mysterious but I am fickle.

Other days though I will look pointedly at you until you come over and chat. I will make a comment every time I see you. I will be chatty. You'll get legitimate answers to things. It will be miraculous. Sometimes I even bounce a little as I walk, I'm having a good day.

So, no, I am not mysterious. I'm fickle and moody. Predominately cranky, but such is life.


Saturday, March 23, 2013

Dating and Welsh

Do you remember that time I tried signing up for OkCupid and then realized that I had neither the time nor the energy to try and play nice with people who were asking me asinine questions?

I disabled my account four days later and decided to spend the time learning Welsh instead.

Yes, this happened.

I only regret half of it.

In related news, I can say the names of most family members in Welsh.


Sunday, March 10, 2013

Shrink-Wrapping Thoughts

So, I used to think that I was confrontational, which is a weird thing for an introvert to say. But, anyway, I guess, in comparison to my roommates I am a bit on the confrontational side. They avoid unpleasantness. Always. I don't I think there needs to be some confrontation in life.

But I am rarely the one to start it.

I was doing some shrink wrapping at work and thinking about all of the issues between one of my roommates and I. They are many. But I never say anything. And I know a part of me thinks that it's her apartment too and that we just manage to dance around each other and that will be enough, at least for a while. But there is another part of me, a growing part, that it waiting for some sort of spark. Some event or comment that it going to ignite everything.

Which is right about the time that I realized that I don't like confrontation, because I don't confront people. I like conflict. I thrive on conflict. I know that when/if that inciting event comes I'll be ready and that I will rip her apart.

It is also occurring to me that I may be without mercy. And this probably won't be a good thing.

But I likely won't initiate anything unless it's just gotten to be too much to bear.

I am waiting though and I actually relish the thought of tearing into her. That's the part I like.

I am totally going to hell.


Saturday, March 2, 2013


Amy: I've worked with people too long. I'm really good at pretending to be interested.
Coworker: I'm good at it too.
Amy: No. Not to sound conceited but I'm really good at it.
Coworker: I know me too.
Amy: Uh huh. *smile* Yeah. *nod* No! I know exactly what you mean! *hand flail* Isn't it just awesome when that happens!
Coworker: ...You are really good at that...
Amy: I know.
Coworker: I'm starting to question every interaction we've ever had.
Amy: *smile**

*You probably should be.


Girl Scout Cookies were found!

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

A Rant About...Rants...

I know everyone is entitled to their opinion. I also know that social media is the perfect place to vent such rants. Generally speaking I try to stay out of such things. It's cool, have an opinion. It's your Facebook page so please, rant away.

That being said and this rant being started, I want to say that I realize this is what I am doing right now. I allow this point right off.

What I really hate are generalized rants where everyone within a certain circumstance are lumped together. For example, a friend on Facebook started going off about people who are angry after finding out that their might be horse meat in their hamburger meat. It's all meat. Why does it matter? Why should someone be upset that there is "horse carcass" in their "cow carcass." It's no different from eating a hotdog right?

I don't like hot dogs. And I like knowing what it is that I'm eating. I would also be upset. And I think it's an over simplification and an unfair lumping together to assume that every meat eater doesn't care what they're eating. The fact that I eat meat may not make sense to this person, and that's cool. But I do care what kind of meat I'm eating, as silly as that may seem to them.

And then about two seconds later someone else posted a rant about making comments using words like "rape" and "anorexia" and such without knowing the situation of the people around you. This one started off okay and I followed it and understood it. Okay. Then she went off about not using these words in any form and about the people who use them.

No, I don't know every situation everyone has ever been in but if I'm telling someone that my roommates worry about me walking home at night I shouldn't be afraid to say that they're worried I'll get mugged or raped. I'm no saying that rape is okay or that any of these issues should be taken lightly. But people don't openly talk about such things and quite frankly I don't think everyone should always have to censor themselves in case someone without ear shot is going to get offended. There is a difference between mentioning an event and being tasteless about it. But to ban anyone from every using these terms is just as bad.

And to say that anyone who uses them is bad is a gross over simplification and shows an appalling naivete. Not to mention an unwillingness to look at someone from someone else point of view that I think belittles the very point that the ranter was trying to highlight.

I have no issues with rants but it drives me crazy when some people just lump people together. At least try to use language that shows that you understand that not everyone is like this or that every situation is bad.

Anyway...that's that...I'm done. I really do try to stay out of these things.


Monday, February 25, 2013

Girl Scout Cookies

All I want out of life is girl scout cookies.

Thin Mints.

Girl. Scout. Cookies.

I will find them.


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Sleeping Late

So here's the thing, I really hate it when people hear that I often sleep until around 11-12 and immediately dismiss me as lazy.

Yes, I sleep until noon sometimes. But that usually means I went to bed around 5 or 6 in the morning. I am not lazy I just don't keep traditional hours. And you know what? I probably spent less time sleeping than you did.

End Rant.


Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Colds Suck

So, I caught a cold.

I'm not psyched about this. Obviously.

The thing about a cold is that you're still functioning so there's no reason to call off of work but you're just sick enough to really hate your life. And, if you're me, it means you cry randomly.

Okay, so not exactly crying. But when I have a cold my eyes water randomly and frequently and so much than it looks like I'm crying.

I spent my shift at work looking like I'd spent all day crying on and off. I would pretty much weep asking people if they wanted bags or not. It was beyond ridiculous.

And apparently this is just me because everyone, even knowing that I was sick, thought something was wrong. In addition to spontaneously tearing up I had everyone asking me if I okay and, generally, not believing me when I said I was okay.

I am actually sick crying right now.

It's irritating.

There has to be someone else in the world whose eyes water when they have a cold. There has to be.


Saturday, February 16, 2013

New start. Also book selling.

I have been a slacker. Mostly I felt like I had to wait until I had a big long story to post. I don't.

This is my blog and I will do what I want. And if that it post a one sentence story, I will.

If it's just a long string of expletives after a bad day, I'm going to fucking do it.

So there's that.

Also, I have a mini story I wanted to post.

Today I was at work and as I was putting shelving a couple of YA books I heard a couple talking in the nearby fiction section.

The man was trying to explain how much he loved a book to the woman who was scanning the shelves. Somewhere along the line I heard her say that he should just ask someone. So I went over and asked if they needed help.

The man said he was looking for a book about a gorilla. I had a couple of guesses but wasn't sure. He said he remembered that it was by an apple-something. I nodded and walked right back into my section (childrens) and rattled off the facts as I went. Katherine (I think I might have said K.A.) Applegate, just won the Newbery, The One and Only Ivan.

His face totally fell when he saw me go back into the kids section, that sometimes happens when adults realize the book they are looking for is in YA or some such. But then this amazing thing happened.

I said the title and picked up a copy of the book. His entire face brightened. He grabbed it and turned excitedly toward the woman. It happened so fast and he was so obviously passionate about the book. I couldn't help but smile.

He was probably in his mid to late 30's and was in this excited awe about this book. His doubt about it being in the childrens' section was gone as soon as he saw it. It was just amazing.

But there it is. My ministory. I'm such a book geek.