I came across this article today and wanted to write about it. Not because it makes a reference to Pride and Prejudice… okay, partially because it makes a reference to Pride and Prejudice… but because I completely agree with it.

I’ve always believed a person, lover or not, can become infinitely more attractive (or ugly) as you get to know his or her personality. Plenty of times I’ve met a guy who I initially found hot but whose appearance became increasingly less appealing as I got to know him. And then there were the men I wrote off at first because they weren’t “my type” only to wake up one day with the realization that I had a huge crush on them. Same goes for friends — or enemies — in my life.

“Perceptions of mate value change the more time that people spend together.”

So, so true. I’m a fan of “slow love,” or falling for the book and not its cover. Which is why I think it’s vitally important to keep an open mind when meeting someone new, especially if it’s through dating apps. Don’t be in such a rush to swipe left! Several people I’ve dated would have been left-swiped on Tinder at the time. Thankfully (I think), I met these people in-person, and I fell for them after getting to know them. But it makes me wonder how many people I may have eliminated in the past because they didn’t fit my definition of attractive when presented to me on my phone’s small screen. I’ve since come to my senses, and though I’m not actively swiping bitches right now, I’m mindful of this phenomenon and its implications.

I’m about to contradict myself with this post (see the prior truth), but since I’m feeling slightly fantastic today (in the fanciful sort of way), I’ll humor you with this truth.

What I’m about to say may seem familiar to some people, since I tend to talk about it a lot when the discussion turns to careers and happiness. Let me start off by saying I’m not unhappy with my job. I won’t call it a career, since it doesn’t feel like one to me. Unless you want to say I’m careering toward an uncertain future! Career. Is that word starting to sound nonsensical yet, or is it just me? Anyway, I’m satisfied. My job isn’t ridiculously challenging but is interesting enough, and it allows me to play on nights and weekends.

However, I often wonder what I’d be doing had I taken a break between high school and college to discover what’s really out there. You only learn so much during a sheltered middle and high school life surrounded by family and peers. And everyone from your parents to your guidance counselors attempt to push you toward majors and careers that they believe suit you. But how do you know what suits you when you’re 17 years old? I certainly didn’t. There are exceptions, no doubt, but I do not fall into that category.

There’s myriad ways to earn a living out there, many of which are things I never would have considered as a high school student. I also know people who skipped the whole college thing and are very happy and successful. So something I wish I’d done was take that time to travel, work, and figure out how I could fuse earning an income with doing something I truly enjoy. (But then I always wonder if I turned something I love into a means of income, would I lose my passion for it?)

I spend a lot of time thinking about what my life would be like had I taken a different path. Turned right at the fork instead of left. (As my cyclists friends know, I don’t turn right.) Chosen up instead of down.

Life is an extremely complicated and thick Choose Your Own Adventure novel. And, unfortunately, we can’t skip to the end to see how it turns out and then flip back to the beginning to alter our decisions accordingly. As amazing as it might be to bend space and time like Hiro Nakamura, I’m not yet that evolved. Plus, Hiro almost totally fucked up history with his shenanigans. (As an aside, new season of Heroes coming this fall! Both excited for and scared about this. There is no substitute for Sylar, and I hope they don’t try and replicate the old series.)

Back to the point – when I imagine my life as a concrete thing, I see it as a deep and involved root system that extends far into the earth and for miles just beneath the surface. Each root is connected to a decision I’ve made, and each decision leads me closer to the trunk of the tree and its branches reaching toward the light of day. Or maybe the stars at night. Yeah, stars at night. That’s more my thing. The root system is intricate and beautiful and not something with which I want to tamper.

Though I may not be happy with things I’ve done in my life or proud of decisions I’ve made, I’m here now because of those actions and decisions. And yeah, life can be frustrating and stressful sometimes, but I feel pretty damn lucky and am pretty damn satisfied. So once again, I’m cheating on this list. Hey, it’s better than cheating on a person. And that’s one thing I can say I’ve never done in my life.

Taking another break from the 30 Days list to discuss something my friend Johnny posted on Facebook this morning. This is a quick rant, so bear with me.

Two men have a Kickstarter for a new type of phone that is a smart phone (so not really) stripped down to the bare minimum. It’s a way for people to disconnect without feeling helpless should they need to get in touch with someone. It’s called The Light Phone. It makes sense in theory, but in practice not so much. I honestly feel like people shouldn’t need to force themselves to disconnect. Do we really live in a world where the only way to resist the urge to use our smart phones is to leave them at home? Do we no longer have any self-control? I’ll be the first to admit that there are times I can almost feel my phone calling to me from my bag. And I often have to consciously stop myself from pulling it out and checking it every few minutes (mostly when I’m bored). But this seems borderline absurd.

I, for one, don’t think someone should need to pay $100 to have yet another electronic device in order to stay disconnected. And I like to use my smart phone for things other than status updates. Not to mention this auxiliary device will just contribute to the proliferation of waste. Willpower, people! You have it somewhere deep down in there. Use it!

Assuming the accident doesn’t involve my friend hitting or running over ME with his or her car, I would drop the argument and jump to my friend’s aid. Only a psychopath would do anything other than that, right? Or are there people out there who would let an argument prevent them from being there for a friend in need?

Here is yet another question that has me wondering what sort of person created this list. But maybe I’m missing some cosmic point. If you can come up with a good reason to NOT let the fight go (besides the above-stated situation), please educate me by commenting.

I feel like a slacker for writing such a short post, but the blame rests squarely with whomever came up with the 30 topics.

Look at me! I’m on a roll! Two days and two posts. I deserve a medal, or maybe a drink. Or some drugs. Kidding. Or am I?

I don’t have a problem with alcohol or drugs unless they interfere with someone’s everyday life. Drugs aren’t really my thing (not saying that’s always been the case), and I don’t judge friends who partake. To each her own. Technically alcohol is also a drug, the only difference being that it’s legal for those of a certain age. So, when your alcohol/drug use gets you into dangerous situations or to risk your safety or the safety of others, I have a problem.

This brings me to an interesting question: Why is it that alcohol is legal but drugs, such as marijuana, generally are not? Alcohol doesn’t have any medicinal benefits (no, alcohol does not kill germs, unless you’re talking about rubbing alcohol). Okay, maybe Fernet does, but it tastes like crap. At least marijuana has proven benefits, like helping with anxiety and insomnia. Sure, if you drink enough alcohol you can stop giving a fuck and then pass out, but the resulting “sleep” is not satisfying, and you can’t function normally in the meantime. And man, the hangover! And also the awful feelings associated with realizing what you did the night before (e.g., drunk texting your ex), which brings me to my next point: Alcohol lowers inhibitions. I can’t tell you how many idiotic things I’ve done and said while drunk. Unfortunately, alcohol is a huge money-making industry. Many social events revolve around it. You don’t see commercials tempting you to “puff, puff, pass” before the quarterback passes the football. (Though I think a bunch of stoned sports fanatics would be less prone to fighting than a bunch of drunk sports fanatics.) The Most Interesting Man in the World isn’t The Big Lebowski but the man who tells you to “stay thirsty.” I’m sure as marijuana becomes more acceptable, and once the government and corporations realize they can make lots of money from it, it will be legalized more broadly and the advertising will follow suit.

I guess my point is that as long as you’re an adult who can manage yourself when partaking in drugs or alcohol, it’s fine with me. Wow, this post is all over the place. I need a drink.

Read the full list of truths here.

Sorry for the short hiatus. I just bought my first place (Yay! I own a tiny little piece of San Francisco!) and have been busy sorting that out and attempting to maintain some sort of social life. I really can’t wait until I can finally move into my place and start enjoying it. My social life may go down the drain at that point, but at least it will be by choice. Kind of. I’m trying not to think about my new financial situation. Anyway, onto the list. At this rate, it may take me a year to get through it…

Am I supposed to talk about religion or politics? I suppose I can touch upon both, since I see them in a similar light. Both are subtle (and sometimes not-so-subtle) ways to manipulate the population. Now mind you I’m talking about mainstream religion and politics here, since that’s what most people subscribe to.

I’m technically Jewish, but the religion wasn’t forced on me. I went to Sunday school as a child but opted out when I was old enough to have a say. I didn’t have a Bat Mitzvah, though I attended plenty of my friends’. Judaism isn’t offensive to me. From what I know of the religion, it teaches tolerance and acceptance (and history). And damn, do I love the food. But, I don’t know much. I probably know more about Christianity, which, for the most part, I see as cultish and intolerant. Any religion that relegates a whole group to hell because they’re different is not okay with me. Any religion that literally interprets an old book written by men is not okay with me. Any religion that will take action based on some God in the sky is not okay with me. George Carlin puts it best: “Religion is bullshit.” This clip is worth the 10 minutes of your time, believe me. Especially if you’re willing to spend hours of your time listening to a sermon.

And politics? Even more “big-time, major league bullshit.” I’d love to see the day when politicians aren’t influenced by the lobbyists and their large donations and when board members and employees of large and powerful companies *cough* Monsanto *cough* aren’t walking through a rotating door into Washington, D.C. When it comes to national politics and politicians, I again turn to George Carlin. I prefer to vote with my wallet and actions. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for local politics, but national elections are a joke. And whether Democrat or Republican, they all suck.

Needless to say, I’m a skeptic when it comes to both religion and politics. As far as I’m concerned, they both can go to hell.