I’m (sort of) Unique!

I have nothing to say really. But I haven’t written in like 10000 years so i thought I’d give it a go before this turns into one of those situations where its just awkward if I do end up writing something because its been so long… ya feel me? Whatever. As I realized last night while I was writing something else, it has become very apparent that I have forgotten how to write or even think logically in the last week. Sorry, but I’m not sorry.

ANYWAY, SOOOO much has happened in the time since I last wrote anything which is why I think writing at all was a little intimidating to me! There were just so many choices of topics or themes or fun facts to bring up! I got overwhelmed. But then of course I realized that all of those things were really only relevant for like a hot minute and that no one would actually find them interesting when I wrote them. So then I got sad. Rough times man. So I don’t know what to do! As Michael Scott once said “Sometimes I start a sentence, and I have no idea where it’s going I just hope I find it along the way” (something to that effect, to lazy to find the actual quote). That is exactly what is happening right now. I’m hoping that magically, somehow, brilliance will strike and this will end up not being incredibly awkward like the current direction things are taking. Well its not looking good folks. Sorry.

Ok so I guess then what I’ll say is…. um… wait for it…. yeah. ok. ok. ok. whatever.

ImageOk so over the weekend I went to good old RVA for my friends wedding which was really just wonderful and the whole time I was there I was so happy which was surprising because I had literally been terrified about going down (which is a whole other story… save that for a rainy day). I was also on a mission while I was down there. See, in a moment of insanity I had bid on several auction items for things in Richmond because it was for a good cause and I really didn’t think I would actually win. Well low and behold, I won myself a gift certificate to a wine store (totally useful) and not one, but FIVE passes to the Richmond Museum of Science that have to be used by December 31. Now don’t get me wrong, I love a good science museum and I’ve been to the one in Richmond before and I liked it but 5 seems a little extreme considering I don’t actually live there. So the goal was to use at least one of those passes and my gift certificate while I was there. I’m happy to report that mission accomplished.

The picture above is from the science museum. There was this little computer screen that asked you a bunch of physical questions, like if you had a widow’s peak or if you could roll your tongue and then it ultimately told you how different you were from everyone else who had done that little quiz thing. I was just doing it because I like pressing buttons, but the whole concept was actually kind of cool. Like, I thought about it and just on physical traits alone, I matched 12 out of 100,000 people! Which is both more than I expected and also less then I expected. Does that make sense? No, of course not. When do I ever make sense. sheesh. Anyway, so out of 100,000 people, 12 of us kind of look vaguely similar. Vaguely. But then, take into consideration personality and all that jazz! And then I was shocking myself with the insanity of it all that in reality everyone is so different from one another. No matter how similar you are, there are still 100s of things that make you different from someone else. I don’t know why this is something that is just occurring to me now, but mind. blown. More importantly, what I realized from their silly little experiment was that just as I thought, I am definitely weird and unique. And I am perfectly happy with that. I don’t think I would like someone just like me… it would be too weird. So moral of this absolutely pointlessly long and drawn out story, is that I love being different. Not all the time, but right now it’s ok. I’m going to keep on keeping on with all the weird, cause who else would do it if I didn’t?

Testing 1, 2, 3

This is not a real post. This is me, figuring this out at the appropriate time of 1:30 in the morning.

First things first, this blog is NOT about spiders. Anyone here in search of such information on our eight legged friends should kindly leave now.

The name came to me in a flash, and I can say that quite literally because there were two lightening bugs outside my window as I was thinking of blog names. So anyone who thought that I was being cliche or whatever may also want to reconsider their intentions here.

Spider, or SpidUR, in that I am a Richmond Spider! Come on guys! Its clever! Clever enough for this time of night I suppose. And plus I didn’t want to use the title of my book as the title of this blog so my options just seemed so limited. Whatever, its casual.

I imagine that if I do write in this as intended, many of my musings will be as discombobulated and nonsensical as this one, but maybe once and a while I’ll say something halfway to intelligent. Actually, doesn’t have to even be intelligent, I’ll settle for logical. Regardless, I’ve tried my hand at this blogging thing once before to a mild success followed by an abrupt and startling disappearance. Perhaps this time I’ll last longer than a month! One can only hope! And even if not one person reads this, I happen to think I’m hilarious and I have a lot of really ridiculous ideas so at least I’ll laugh at myself! Positives.

As a normal 24 year old would probably say now, “Well damn I better get to bed because I have to actually work tomorrow and I usually go to bed by like 10!” HAHA how little you know me internet. I have a fake job. Several actually. So I’ll go back to watching season 3 of Downton Abbey until I fall asleep at my computer like any other well adjusted person in the middle of a quarter life crisis.

More on that to come. 😛