Who is this chick?
I’m a fairly happy go lucky female, born in 1973, and I live in St. Paul, MN. I am self employed as a web designer, and it took me seven years to get my business off the ground and running to where I am now doing it full time from home.
I went to Newport Elementary school and then Woodbury High school (what a jump eh?) but that was because the junior high was being worked on for a long long time and they put all the junior and senior high kids together in one average sized school building (about 1800 kids all told when I was there). I graduated in 1991 and then took 2 years of training at a tradeschool in St. Paul where I got a certificate as an advanced Word Processing Tech and one for Secretary/Typist II. I moved to St. Paul shortly thereafter and begain a very long and not so fruitful career as an office clerk slash unhappy cog in various and sundry corporate machines.
This “About” page has stuff in it that is older than dirt. So one day I’ll clean it up all new and sparkly again. But in the meantime… if you care to learn more, read on.
About me and this blog (circa 1999-2000)
Before I move on to the fluff…
I must first and foremost present the all-too-necessary disclaimer:
This is an online journal, its intent marked solely to publicize the author’s unkeen, boring, utterly pathetic and otherwise bland existence on this planet, and is not meant to glamorize the aforementioned.
On the flip side, one might ask whether it’s purpose is to put forth a view of the author as one of self pity. No. It is a sometimes logical, sometimes screwed-up means of therapy for her. It’s nothing. It’s everything. Although it has its days, it’s also not meant to be a happy site. You’ve been warned. You WON’T see the author doing kartwheels or farting sparks. Above all, this site does not wish to inspire others. In other words, please do not try any of this shit at home. If you’re really interested, here’s the only interview ever conducted about my blog.
Here you will not find any ugly animated graphics. No poems pouring out devotion to NSYNC. No teen-angsty crap, bitching about ‘wardrobe-and-boyfriend-issues-and-parents-just-don’t-understand’ stuff. No ad banners plastered everywhere. Just the author and her daily stuff, mostly ranting and raving, and a few news articles scattered hither and yon.
Welcome to the winter of my discontent. Enjoy your stay here…sucka.
I like many things and wrinkle my nose at most. Yes I said fairly happy-go-lucky, but that refers to my own personal life. When it comes to how I view the world and others in it, cynical seems to be the type of mindset I’ve been in since about 1999, which is when I started this ca-razy blog thing. Yes, boys and girls, you are looking at a dinosaur in the blogosphere. The day I started it was practically just before blogging had even started to become a big trend on the internet. In fact, October 1999 is right about the same time as Blogger had started, but I didn’t know about it. Back then I had called this thing an online journal, Lord knows I kept it up much better than I do now.I enjoy reading and music, I guess I would put those two things as my upper-most favorite pasttimes. I used to be more active and atheletic than I am nowadays, but when I was I enjoyed hiking, swimming, volleyball, camping and floor hockey (I can’t skate on ice to save my life). I used to collect movies but my collection got to be so large I had to find something else to do. It started out with me setting my VCR to tape all the new cable tv releases while I was out all week at work, and coming home to view them was a harmless way to pass the weekend. It got to where I had too many movies on tape that I really didn’t care that much about, and had to start giving them away! Now I only buy DVDs that I know I will watch over and over again.
My favorites are too many to list, but they include:
- The Breakfast Club
- The Triplets of Belleville
- Moonstruck
- Goodfellas
- Dr. Zhivago
- South Pacific
- Gone With The Wind
- Shaun of The Dead
- Bridget Jones’ Diary
- Casablanca
- Swingers
- Honeymoon In Vegas
- Steel Magnolias
- An Affair to Remember
- Office Space
- Trust
- Best In Show
- All About Eve
- Once Were Warriors
- Being John Malkovich
- The Notebook
- Breakfast at Tiffany’s
- True Romance
- Wayne’s World! Party On!
- Sense & Sensibility
- Elizabeth
- Wrestling Ernest Hemingway
- Beaches
- Some are reading what the pundits or amateur journalists and the like have to offer in terms of alternate source of news, whether it be editorials, commentary, actual news reports, etc.
- Others are reading because they get a kick out of the author or they admire something about them or perhaps because they can relate to the author in some way or another.
- Some read because a common background is shared, an example of this is folks who are progammers/developers for a living or for fun, who keep logs and people read their logs because they want to keep others in the know about their projects, for networking purposes, professional development reasons, etc.
- Others are literal folk, an entirely different breed. They are writers or aspiring writers. I presume to guess that these people probably do not read me or others like me (I’m guessing) because we are in essence NOT WRITING.
- The list goes on.
As far as music goes, my tastes vary but I love everything from Mozart to Gorillaz, and most everything in between (except for new country music and most hip-hop). Lately I’ve enjoyed listening to Imogen Heap, Modest Mouse, Gavin DeGraw, Franz Ferdinand, Natasha Bettingfield, and Ciara.
What kind of blogger am I?Will blog eat itself? ‘Blogging’ or weblogging, has gone and consumed many people’s lives. It is the latest freakin’ craze, and there’s no end in sight! Or IS THERE?
Will blog eat itself? ‘Blogging’ or weblogging, has gone and consumed many people’s lives. It is the latest freakin’ craze, and there’s no end in sight! Or IS THERE?I started mine back in the fall of 1999, as an online journal of sorts, where I posted more frequently, pointed out something interesting about my day, or a cool site I found. Now it’s just me crapping on about this and that and the whacky misadventures of my life.
If it makes me feel better to post an entry even if there is nothing new to talk about, I will. I try not to do too much of this because it is just yawny.
Just as people blog for different reasons, others read your blogs for different reasons:
In my case, I’m just ‘posting’ stuff about my experiences, mostly ranting and raving or blabbering about something pretty stupid, which I happen to find interesting.
I don’t go over my entries to fix style, repetiveness, grammar, paragraph and story structure, symbolism, spelling (okay, sometimes spelling) or any literal stuff like that.
Mostly it’s because I don’t care but lately it’s because I’ve had my fiance kinda shacked up here with me and he’s a slob. It takes a helluva lot of time out of my day to keep this place halfway decent. (Why do men insist on leaving rolled-up socks in plain sight, right in the livingroom? UGH).
I would LOVE to find out that I’m wrong, and people who write or aspire to great writing ARE reading me. I don’t care that I don’t have many readers (or I do but they are just shy?) but it would ROCK MY WORLD to hear from someone who likes reading me, or you can pretend to.
Ack. Now I sound like I’m begging for social acceptance. Fuck that. It’s hard to say what it is I want. I want it all goddammit, and put it on a silver platter while you’re at it. Damn.
Now I sound like a snooty character in a Parker Posey movie. Now I’ve bored you to death with my reasons for this. Good enough?
I gotta go, now. I have to pick up rolled-up socks off the livingroom floor.
I’ll add more to this page as I feel like it…in the meantime, enjoy my blog and if you ever want to say hi, just drop me an e-mail at woods dot bj at gmail dot com.
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