Doctor Who?

I have loved this show since I first saw it as a kid, and now that it's back, I feel like a kid all over again. With the new season, I feel especially nostalgic: the totally retro opening credits, the all synthesizer theme music, the completely old school console room, and the out of place clothing on the Doctor, all make me feel like a squeamish kid who can't wait to see what's next. I'm really curious how this season is going to turn out.

Bonus points: it's captioned, so my deaf lady friend can watch it with me.

Not my forte.

I don't think I'm cut out for creative writing. I simply cannot pull something interesting and original out of my ass and make it something people will want to read. I need a subject that requires research and thought. I've been staring at this blank slate for over 20 minutes without one single solid idea coming into my head. This is, of course, a miniature representation of my life in general: people ask my opinion or for suggestions... AND I'VE GOT NOTHING.

I have class tomorrow, so hopefully I'll get some ideas. Or not. We'll see.

I like challenges.

...but I hardly ever seem to get them at work. It's not anyone's fault, really. My schedule is very odd, which makes it difficult to be part of any committees or groups. Plus, there really aren't many technical or geeky things that I am able to directly work with.

However, at after dinner drinks (how improbable) the discussion somehow managed to fall upon a subject that is directly under my purview, and a possible project that could be perfect for me. It would jive with my schedule. It's geeky. It wouldn't need a committee or task force.

I want this. I want this really bad.

10 Years

What if I had made all these (mostly) good decisions I'm making now ten years earlier in my life? I'd be finishing college in my mid-twenties. Planning for the future such as buying a house, saving for retirement, or thinking about kids, wouldn't feel so urgent and terrifying. Coming out of the closet a second time would have made me seem more like a stupid kid and less like an incredibly stupid (and somewhat deceitful) adult. I'd have solid employment at a great institution, and wouldn't be hopping jobs like a teenager.

I guess it's just one of those days where I feel like a tremendous failure and a fuckup.

Writers block on the first day.

Is that a thing? Can I legitimately say I've got The Block on the very first day of this endeavor? (It just took a lot of effort on my part not to spell 'endeavor' with a 'u'. Gods, I'm such an anglophile.) I assumed that I'd at least have some ideas for the first few days lined up already.

Seriously. I've been sitting here for a few hours now staring at a blank page, and I've got nothing. Of course, staring at Reddit and Twitter aren't helping...

A new beginning

I have been challenged to write a paragraph a day for 365 days.

Challenge accepted.