on the recommendation of a wise friend, i have manually backed all my phone’s contact info into google contacts. as he suggested it might be, the feeling of relief and accomplishment is intense.
it occurred to me last night (in line for food at IKEA, no coincidence) that people are more vigilant of their dogs in public than they are of their kids. dog owners are quick to yank their animals’ leashes back, to pull them away from strangers and other dogs and to silence them when they bark… but I saw two grubby little kids manhandle every piece of public cutlery, drop it on the floor, step on it, and put it back in the bin, not to mention leave dirty shoeprints all over a stack of clean trays with nary a fucking comment… perhaps i should start parentshaming.tumblr.com?
the last few days can basically be characterized as a rolling set of obsessions. i have a terrible habit of getting fixated on something and then compulsively wanting to know everything about it. of late, these fixations include: vacuum cleaners, which woods can best mimic teak, the relative cost of replacement cabinet doors, how to diy studded high heel shoes, who makes the best red rubber soles for shoes, the samsung galaxy sII, flood markers, one piece tub/shower combos, the benefit of soaking corn in various liquids before BBQing, and the best place to get something sandblasted and powdercoated.
sometimes, the sheer power of my ability to focus on things that don’t matter terrifies me.
speaking of which, have i ever mentioned how much i hate satin paint? EGGSHELL ‘TIL I DIE.