things that continue to evade me

1. A wash and wear hairstyle. Simple enough right? Wrong. I got so close with this product called Kinky-Kurly, which apparently is like gold on the black hair care index. After months of trying to find the product, I used it and was horribly disappointed. After doing some research I found about ten videos on you-tube explaining how to apply the product. I will try again when I'm feeling ambitious.
2. Google. I don't think I will ever be able to use the available tools to completely maximize my day to day efficiency and achieve complete and total organization. So frustrating
3. Time management. I thought for sure I'd get it together after high school, but it looks like this is going to be a life long pursuit.

Public Service Announcement

There is an issue that I feel very strongly about that I have avoided talking about here. On more than one occasion I have stopped myself from writing about this unpleasant topic for fear of sounding too preachy or weird.

Finally I am speaking out about flossing.

Yes, flossing with dental floss.

A friend of mine took up the cause on her own blog, and now I feel inspired to share my story.

Flossing is incredible. I started flossing my teeth regularly about 4 years ago, and let me just say, I'm never going back to brushing alone. Why didn't I always floss you ask. I hated the shame of answering "sometimes" when the dental hygienist inquired about my oral upkeep twice a year, but let's face it, flossing can be painful, and inconvenient. But all that changed with a little discipline and the right technique. Once I committed to flossing every day I started to like it, because it actually feels good. Really it does. My teeth feel much cleaner from day to day, and I can leave the dentist's chair guilt free. Even if I fall asleep on my couch, at 2am, and I'm already in my pjs, I get up and I floss before I get into bed, because it improves the quality of my life that much. Now that I'm a changed woman, waking up with unflossed teeth is just discusting and completlye uneccesary.

For those who are of a spiritual persuasion, flossing has been a parable in my life. When I wanted to get in shape I dreaded exercising every day, but I remembered my first few weeks of flossing, and the transformation it brought, and was able to press on. When I say this out loud to people they think I'm kind of ridiculous. No one says it to my face, but I get a kind of awkward chuckle. So I've stopped referencing this part of who I am. Maybe I am ridiculous. But I am also completely serious. Flossing works.

A strange account of the last 20 months

A year and a half ago my friend introduced me to explodingdog.com. This artist, Sam Brown, draws pictures of titles that people send him and posts them online. I can imainge Sam Brown sifting through his inbox every morning, scrolling, scrolling, looking for inspiration. He receives hundreds of titles a day, so I was pretty amazed that the first one I sent, "here I am being patient" was selected. The high was unbelievable. I'm lying. It was definitely believable, but very exciting nonetheless. I sent another one a few days later, and nothing. Since that day I have been sending titles to Sam Brown whenever the fancy strikes. When something small happens that I just don't think anyone else would care about. Or when I'm overcome with girlish angst. Sigh. Girlish angst.
So here are the titles dating back to June 2007, that were not good enough for Sam Brown, but are good enough for my blog. Because I control the content here.
        
how about rolling on the floor?‎
       
will you draw something pretty for me so i can feel special
       
I am a seagull‎
       
sometimes I just stare at the computer screen
       
pick this one‎  
       
please send me a message‎     
       
i waited for you‎     
       
please talk to me‎
       
my stomach drops 3 floors when i think of you
   
if only he knew‎
       
I met a boy‎         

ask me out damn it!‎
            
hair, I miss you!‎
       
will anything be the same?‎        
                
you are full of grace and gumption‎
           
i might implode‎
       
can you draw a prophetic picture about what will happen in my life in the next 4 months?‎
       
free night stand...free one night stand‎
                
i'm falling into my desk

my gums are starting to hurt

my boss gave me a piece of the berlin wall

you will no longer be in my world

how will i find him?

it's freakin cold in here

sometimes I can't even feel my hand on the mouse

why doesn't he see me?

a small part of me dies every Monday

is this really my job?

my desk is a boat sometimes

i guess i'm too sensitive

today is almost my birthday

here I am being patient