Tuesday, December 18, 2001
some things are crazy, just absolutely crazy. like the phenomenon that occurs every time you actually open up blogger. i swear, they do something with the color scheme that destroys any sort of spontaneous inspiration. everytime i actually have the time to blog, and i go to blog, it just seems like i have nothing to say. my friend Jing though, always blogs so much!! it is great. it reminds me of that scene in high fidelity when he was talking about #2, charlie, and he was like "she talks a lot, and has FABULOUSLY interesting things to say" or something to that nature. charlie was #2, right? i forget, it has been all of like 3 days since i have seen it, so its understandable i wouldn't remember. anyways, this guy always has so much to write. and it isn't really planned out it seems, he just kind of flows back and forth between topics, and kind of ties everything together in a rambling sort of way that just sort of works. he writes more in one sitting than i write in like two weeks.
i don't think i can retain my thought process long enough to just keep writing like that. i'll sit down and be like write write write write, and then i will have another idea about what to write about, but then i am like oh no, i need to finish this train of thought before i start on a new one. so i will be like write write write, then i will see a shiny object on the floor or something, and and get distracted and just type some random comment like "WAnkmooseticles" or something before wandering off in search of the shiny object, completely forgetting any thought process i had before. after standing up, looking around and scratching my head for a few minutes, i invariably sit down again, only to stare blankly at my computer screen, with no recollection of the past 20 minutes of my life. then i turn on the tv. this is slightly over-exaggerated, but you get the picture.
back to the subject at hand, driving a stick-shift was really hard for me to learn, too. of course, the first time i tried was when i was 14, and i had never driven a car before period. i drove a riding lawnmower, and the Autopia thing at disney land, but whatever. so, my dad takes me out to the montlake parking lot at UW on a saturday morning, and i spend the next few hours ruining the transmission. i must admit, my dad was a terrible teacher. he was scared out of his pants, so he kept mixing up his words. he said "keep the rpms at 2000" he meant that while driving, but i took that as "leave it at 2000 rpms all the time, even when starting" so i spent the next year and a half trying to start on hills in 1st gear at 2000 rpms.... it was horrible. the fact that i could drive at all trying to do this and not stalling everytime is sheer crazyness in itself. so, when it was time for my sister to learn to drive, my dad taught her on our explorer, which is an automatic, then i would take her out and teach her manual without telling my dad at the end of summer, and when i would come home weekends for work and such, it was pretty funny.
well, time for me to leave abruptly, in mid thought, once again. i'm sure i'll be back later. pizza is on the table, free food woot!
i don't think i can retain my thought process long enough to just keep writing like that. i'll sit down and be like write write write write, and then i will have another idea about what to write about, but then i am like oh no, i need to finish this train of thought before i start on a new one. so i will be like write write write, then i will see a shiny object on the floor or something, and and get distracted and just type some random comment like "WAnkmooseticles" or something before wandering off in search of the shiny object, completely forgetting any thought process i had before. after standing up, looking around and scratching my head for a few minutes, i invariably sit down again, only to stare blankly at my computer screen, with no recollection of the past 20 minutes of my life. then i turn on the tv. this is slightly over-exaggerated, but you get the picture.
back to the subject at hand, driving a stick-shift was really hard for me to learn, too. of course, the first time i tried was when i was 14, and i had never driven a car before period. i drove a riding lawnmower, and the Autopia thing at disney land, but whatever. so, my dad takes me out to the montlake parking lot at UW on a saturday morning, and i spend the next few hours ruining the transmission. i must admit, my dad was a terrible teacher. he was scared out of his pants, so he kept mixing up his words. he said "keep the rpms at 2000" he meant that while driving, but i took that as "leave it at 2000 rpms all the time, even when starting" so i spent the next year and a half trying to start on hills in 1st gear at 2000 rpms.... it was horrible. the fact that i could drive at all trying to do this and not stalling everytime is sheer crazyness in itself. so, when it was time for my sister to learn to drive, my dad taught her on our explorer, which is an automatic, then i would take her out and teach her manual without telling my dad at the end of summer, and when i would come home weekends for work and such, it was pretty funny.
well, time for me to leave abruptly, in mid thought, once again. i'm sure i'll be back later. pizza is on the table, free food woot!
