November 16, 2012

  • run(a)way

     So I just applied for a job to be a flight attendant.  Wish me luck.  I would actually make more money being a waitress in the sky than doing my current job.  This is startlingly sad and a good sign that it is time to get out of this rut. Also....free flights and free flights and there is also the part about free flights.  I'm hoping for New York to Istanbul, Dallas to Tokyo.... or hell, just give me Gainesville to Charlotte.  

    I also learned that crime-scene cleaners can make like $75K a year.  Uhm, OK?  So should I hope the murder/suicide rate in Florida starts to pick up? Wait, this is Florida-- there is probably a kidnap-murder-suicide happening right now. When can I start?  

    Here isyour Daily Chinese Horoscope forFriday, November 16

    Just when you think you've run out of road, a new path will appear before you. Or, retrace your steps and see if you might have missed another juncture on your past travels. Whatever you do, it's not likely you can stay on the path you're on.

    Apartment

    I am making real progress on the set-up of my new place.  This is largely because I decided (on election night) to post an ad on Craigslist for a roommate and BAM!  Now I have one.  This takes care of loneliness AND stress about money (and the fear that I could lie in my apartment dead for 3 days before being discovered.  This would require a crime-scene clean up though, yes?). 

    In the past week I got a sofa, bed, dresser, set up my room, bought food, hung my Turkish lanterns (this involved me actually wiring together sockets) and am finally having the internet installed.  Tom Petty was right, I don't have to live like a refugee! 

    My new sofa is so incredible and outlandishly floral pattered that I love it.  The place is starting to look like me.  The roomie and I are working on painting some coffee tables I was given and establishing our porch garden next.  I kind of LOVE hardware stores and DIY projects.  It is a shame that I will probably never own a home. 

November 14, 2012

  • baaaaaack to reality.

     I've been back a week and a half now and I still feel like I'm in a funk.  But, I gotta get on with it.  So... I will start with some photos of Turkey. 

    I guess it would be a good idea to start with my favorite place-- Aya Sofya.  Built in 537 by the Byzantines, it served as a cathedral.  When the Ottomans took over in 1453 it was converted into a mosque.  Since 1935 it was been open as a secular museum... and pretty much the most amazing thing I've seen in a long time.

      the lanterns

    I wasn't the only one gawking at them

    My friend and tour guide, Bora

     

    The cool thing is that there is a big second floor too and you have to walk up this pathway that looks like something straight out of Sunday School.  Awesome.

    view from the top

       I found Jesus!

     

    Love the patterns and colors of Turkey

     

    Rotate your hand 360 degrees and make a wish!  Not hard for someone with a creepy hyper-extended elbow!  I can't remember what I wished for, but it was probably just to come back.

     

      

     

    When people ask me what my favorite thing of the trip was, I say the food and the Ayasofya.  More to come!

October 19, 2012

  • gone till November

     I can't work a 9 to 5 so I'll be gone...

    I am SO over work today.  I gotta pack, go to a party, and leave to Turkey.  I'm so excited how can I focus on ANYthing?

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October 18, 2012

  • first night

     in the new apartment.  For the first time in 3 years, I had a different walk to work this morning.  Even though I've been moving around, I've been parking at my old place.  A longer walk that does not go past a dunkin donuts could be good for me, lol.  ch-ch-ch-changes!

    After work yesterday, I went down to my long-time friend and life-coach at her flower shop and from there, she, her son, Kyohei and I proceeded across town to Tara's apartment.  Within an hour we were walking the things up the stairs into my new place.  Yes, Kyohei volunteered to help. I'm not going to complain, but it would be OK if just for once he wasn't so nice so I could stop feeling like such a shithead.  We went out for sushi afterwards and I was struck by a wave of self-pity.  What is it about me crying over food lately?  And how did I become so damn emotional? I did not authorize this change and I want it reversed as soon as possible.

    Languages

    Kyohei was showing me a clip of one of those Japanese shows where people talk about themselves and then sing a popular song.  Why anyone would find this entertaining is beyond me, but he showed it to me because a Turkish woman was singing a Japanese song.  She introduced herself in Turkish though.  Switching from Japanese to Turkish (and vice versa)  in my mind is kind of like driving down the road at 30 mph and then suddenly throwing the car into reverse.  This BLEW my mind.  It was nice to be reminded that I can comfortably watch Japanese TV, since I've been struggling so hard to get my mind around all the Turkish TV I've been watching lately.  I know I can get there, I just have to log the hours.  Incidentally, I went over to Buket's later and caught an episode of a Turkish TV show.  I really wonder if my brain is big enough for 3 languages.  Gosh, I should really do my Turkish homework too come to think of it.

    Adaptation

    Living this nomadic lifestyle has, at least, improved my self-confidence in being someone who can "put up" with less-than-perfect living arrangements.  I used to think of myself as being impatient and irritated at not being settled.  This actually isn't that true.  I got my first dose of this when I was surprised at how well I dealt with sleeping in a different place every night on the pilgrimage in Japan.  Three years later, I'm still not as high maintenance as I thought.  

    I am capable.  I am a badass.  I can do this!  Hell, I can even build my own table if I wanted!!

    I am definitely procrastinating from doing my homework.

    Check out my horoscope!  oooohhh Istanbul.  I can hear you calling!

    Here isyour Daily Chinese Horoscope forWednesday, October 17
    Travel? Adventure? It's time to get away for a while. This is the perfect time to book those tickets and take a little fall excursion -- especially if you weren't able to sneak a summer vacation in this year. Allow yourself to explore someplace new, even if it sounds strange at first.

October 17, 2012

  • regret? regress?

     I just read something on Pintrist that really depressed me.  Why not post on here?

    Author Lydia Netzer has been married for 15 years. She and her husband aren't experts on marriage, just their own, and you can tell they are super proud of their relationship and totally still in love.

    As Lydia says, she and her husband Dan got married when they were 25 years old. I love her self decprication: "Looking back I’m surprised we didn’t, as 25 year olds, self-destruct just for the heck of it. Now that we are older, we are perhaps surprisingly also wiser." Trust me, they are definitely wiser.

    Here are the things they have learned over the years, that helped them stay married and -- gasp! -- even happy for fifteen years. (Beyond that, she says you’re on your own. She can’t promise another 15.) Their list does not resemble the one you will find in Cosmo or Ladies’ Home Journal. She says they have never had a regular date night, nor do they prioritize “communication” or play sex games or see a therapist. He doesn’t bring her flowers every Thursday, she doesn’t cook his favorite food very often. But they do have some other ideas. Here they are in Lydia and Dan's own words!

    1. Go to bed mad.
    The old maxim that you shouldn’t go to bed mad is stupid. Sometimes you need to just go to freakin’ bed. “Let not the sun go down upon your wrath” is prefaced in the Bible by the phrase “Be angry and sin not.” So, who’s to say it doesn’t mean “Stay angry, bitches. Don’t let the sun go down on that awesome fierce wrath of yours.” Seriously. Whoever interpreted this to mean that you should stay up after midnight, tear-stained and petulant, trying to iron out some kind of overtired and breathy accord -- was stupid. Shut up, go to bed, let your husband get some sleep. In the morning, eat some pancakes. Everything will seem better, I swear.

    2. Laugh if you can.
    In any fight, there is one person who is really mad, and one person who isn’t that mad. That person should deflect the fight. Make a joke, do something stupid or corny, make the other person laugh. If the fight is very serious for you and you feel like you really want to plant your flag and die on this hill, fine. Do it. But if you’re fighting for entertainment, or because you’re just reacting, then you be the one to deflect. Fights are bad. Deflecting a fight whenever possible is a good idea. When you’re the one who’s being pissy and raw, and the other person helps you get out of it and brings about peace, that feels fantastic. This was a hard lesson to learn, for me. Letting Dan deflect a fight is the best thing, now. He does it really well.

    3. Don’t criticize. Ever.
    Here is a fact: Whatever critical thing that you are about to say to your wife is already being loudly articulated in her head. And if it’s true, she already feels like crap about it. Assuming you married someone intelligent enough to like you and sane enough to let you put a ring on it, trust that they are self-aware enough to know when they screwed up. It may feel good to you in that moment to say the critical thing, let it go ringing through the air in all its sonorous correctness, but it will feel awful to hear it. The only, only way it’s beneficial to give your wife criticism of any kind is if you’re absolutely positive she is completely unaware. And you better find the nicest, kindest way possible to tell her. And even then, good luck convincing her. Their recognition of the thing you are helpfully trying to point out will be INHIBITED, not facilitated, by your criticism. And then you’re the asshole. So be careful.

    4. Be the mirror.
    Your husband is the mirror in which you see yourself. And the things you say to him give him an image of himself too, which he will believe. You want him to believe it, so make it good. Be a mirror that reflects something positive: you’re smart, you’re successful, you’re fantastic in the sack, you’re a great provider, you’re the best. Can you MAKE him any of these things just by telling him he is? I don’t know, but consider this: the alternative really sucks. The things my husband says to me are 1000 times more convincing than anyone else’s opinion on earth. Don’t think he won’t believe you because you’re married and you’re contractually obligated to say nice things. He’ll believe the shitty, insulting things you say, and the gloriously positive things.

    5. Be proud and brag.
    Let your spouse hear you talking about them in glowing terms to other people. Be foolish. Be obvious. It will mean everything. You will stay married forever.

    6. Do your own thing.
    Dan races bicycles. I write books. I don’t race bicycles or have any desire to race bicycles. He doesn’t write books, nor does he even read the books that I write. Seriously. And I don’t care. My opinion is that he’s the fastest, coolest most awesome bike racer ever. His opinion is that I’m the bestest, coolest writer ever. We don’t have to know all about cycling or writing in order to form these opinions -- in fact knowledge of literature or actually reading my book might damage Dan’s opinion of me as “best writer since the dawn of time.” We can still support each other without being all up in the other person’s stuff. Doing your own thing, having your own friends, being completely insanely passionate about something that the other person has no idea, really, about, is awesome. It allows your spouse to be your cheerleader, uncomplicated by knowledge or personal investment. And it means you’ll always have stuff to talk about, because you’re not overlapping all the time. You don’t have to read the same books either. You don’t have to have the same friends.

    7. Have kids.
    Kids stop you from being as crazy as you want to be. Because when you have kids, you can’t be that crazy.

    8. Get really good at sex.
    You’ve got all the time in the world to get really really good, not just at sex in general, but at having sex with your one particular husband. You should make it your life’s mission to become the perfect sex machine exactly for him. And he for you. There is no reason to hold back, or be embarrassed, or not ask questions, and get everything working properly. There’s absolutely no excuse for letting years drag on without becoming fully skilled, gifted sex partners for each other. It makes everything so much better. Does talking about this make you uncomfortable? How uncomfortable would it make you to know that your spouse is secretly, silently “just okay” with your sexual performance? Yeah. You want to last fifteen years, remember? That’s a long time to be mildly happy.

    9. Move.
    Live in different houses. In different parts of the country. Travel. Make it so that you can look back and divide up your life into the years you spent in different cities, or different houses. If you’re feeling stuck geographically or physically, you can confuse yourself into thinking you’re stuck romantically. See your husband in different places, in different contexts, in different countries even. Try it. Take him to a mountaintop and give him another look. Pretty sexy. Take him to a new city and check out his profile. Along the same lines, don’t be afraid to change personally, or let your wife change as a person. Don’t worry about “growing apart.” Be brave and evolve. Become completely different. Don’t gather moss. Stagnation is unattractive.

    10. Stop thinking temporarily.
    Marriage is not conditional. It is permanent. Your husband will be with you until you die. That is a given. It sounds obvious, but really making it a given is hard. You tend to think in “ifs” and “thens” even when you’ve publicly committed to forever. If he does this, I won’t tolerate it. If I do this, he’ll leave me. If I get fat. If I change jobs. If he says mean things. If he doesn’t pay more attention. It’s natural, especially in the beginning of your marriage, to keep those doubts in your head. But the sooner you can get go of the idea that marriage is temporary, and will end if certain awful conditions are met, the sooner you will let go of all kinds of conflict and stress. Yes, you may find yourself in a horrible situation where it’s absolutely necessary to get a divorce. But going into it with divorce in the back of your mind, even in the way way way back of your mind, is going to cause a lot of unnecessary angst. Accept that you’re going to stay with him. He’s going to stay with you. Inhabit that and figure out how to make THAT work, instead of living with the “what if”s and “in case of”s.

    11. Do not put yourself in trouble’s way.
    Leave your ex boyfriends and girlfriends alone. I’m sure you’re very trustworthy. Aren’t we all? The thing is, there’s absolutely no reason to test it. Your husband and your marriage are more valuable than any friendship. Any friendship that troubles the marriage should be over immediately. Protect it with knives and teeth, not because it’s fragile but because it’s precious. Don’t ass around with a “hall pass” or a “harmless flirtation.” Adultery isn’t an event, it’s a process with an event at the end. Don’t put your feet on a path that could lead someplace bad.

    12. Make a husband pact with your friends.
    The husband pact says this: I promise to listen to you complain about your husband even in the most dire terms, without it affecting my good opinion of him. I will agree with your harshest criticism, accept your gloomiest predictions. I will nod and furrow my brow and sigh when you describe him as a hideous ogre. Then when your fight is over and love shines again like a beautiful sunbeam in your life, I promise to forget everything you said and regard him as the most charming of princes once more. The husband pact is very useful because you want to be able to vent to your friend without having her actually start hating your husband. Because you don’t really mean all those things you say. And she, the swearer of the pact, knows this.

    13. Bitch to his mother, not yours.
    This is one I did read somewhere in a magazine, and it’s totally true. His mother will forgive him. Yours never will. If you’re a man, bitch to your friends. They expect it.

    14. Be loyal.
    All the crap you read in magazines about honesty, sense of humor, communication, sensitivity, date nights, couples weekends, blah blah blah can be trumped by one word: loyalty. You and your spouse are a team of two. It is you against the world. No one else is allowed on the team, and no one else will ever understand the team’s rules. This is okay. The team is not adversarial, the team does not tear its members down, the team does not sabotage the team’s success. Teammates work constantly to help and better their teammates. Loyalty means you put the other person in your marriage first all the time, and you let them put you first. Loyalty means subverting your whims or desires of the moment to better meet your spouse’s whims or desires, with the full understanding and expectation that they will be doing the same. This is the heart of everything, and it is a tricky balance. Sometimes it sways one way and some the other. Sometimes he gets to be crazy, sometimes it’s your turn. Sometimes she’s in the spotlight, sometimes you. Ups and downs, ultimately, don’t matter because the team endures.

    15. Trust the person you married.
    For two people who are trying to help each other, it can almost be harder to let the other person help you than it is to be the one who’s helping. It can be harder to let the other person deflect the fight than to be the one deflecting. It can be harder to believe that your husband is fully committed to a lifetime of marriage than to commit yourself. Harder to change yourself than to let the other person change. Harder to be loved than to love. Weird, but true. I’m saying this to everyone who’s newly married, and to myself: trust that person. Love them completely and let them love you. If it all goes to seed, it’s going to hurt either way. Better to have gone into it full throttle. Full throttle marriage is a thrilling ride.

    This list is simply the best marriage advice I’ve ever read. It closely resembles a lot of what my parents live, and they are the best example of a happy marriage I’ve ever known. Like I said, I read this list often…do you agree with me that this is such smart advice? Do you do these 15 things with your husband or significant other?

    {Lydia Netzer’s original article, complete with adorable pictures!}

    Now it's settled.  I am the worst.  A bad person/partner.  Disloyal.  Unlovable.  Stagnant.  A failure.  I've never wanted to wander across the border into Syria more than after reading this.  Thanks, Pintrist.  I'm sticking to novels and Rolling Stone.  F-this shit {scowl}

  • moving time...

    ...you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here...

    The countdown is on.  Seven more hours until I cross the threshold of this new apartment with a combination of my household items and things my friend Tara left behind.  I really hate moving and not because I hate exerting effort in carrying things upstairs in a general way, what I really hate is the finality of change.  Sure, I didn't really like the past month in my friend's place-- it was sparse and too out of the way to be at all convenient, but knowing there is another place in town where memories were formed that I can no longer go back to, well it's too much.  That's life and I have to get used to it, right?  

    I guess I also have to get used to drop ceilings and carpet.  groan.  Just until August.  The prospect of decorating my own space is really tantalizing though. 

    So, tonight I will sleep there and tomorrow begins the first day of my new commute (and the rest of me life).

    Here goes nothing.

    ...3 days until Turkey.  GET ME OUT OF HERE

October 16, 2012

  • everything is everywhere!

       

    So I got the key to my new apartment and took this shot of myself with my new iphone.  Oh, the technology!  I forgot how useful it is to have a working camera on your phone, lol.

    This week:  I have a retirement party to go to tonight, moving things from my friend's place (where I've been squatting) to my new place tomorrow, haircut on Thur (you didn't think I would go to Turkey looking all unkempt, did you) and God willing, I'll actually be packed have all the things I'm bringing to be people ready by Saturday. 

    I feel busy anyway.  It is an exciting thing to move and go to Turkey all in one week.  I guess this is a big week for me, yea! 

October 12, 2012

  • 6 months

     It is my 6 month anniversary of the eye surgery.  This surgery is how I mark time.  It seems like right after that happened, my happy and mostly contented life when completely haywire.  Half a year later, look where I am... still feeling crazy AND stressed about living on my own.  At least I leave for Turkey in a week.  There is that.

    I can't help but wonder though.  What if Kyohei and I had managed to buy a house together?  Would I feel differently?  I would still be wearing contacts, probably wouldn't be going to Turkey right now... wouldn't have all this other drama....

    If I could change everything, would I?

    If you could have told me all of this back in March, I would never have believed it.  I wonder what March 2013 justgotspaid would say to me now?  Where will I be in 6 months?  What will be the condition of my heart and soul?

    I have to have faith and try to focus.  I have to keep walking, right?  Just keep going?

    This song is stuck in my head.  It feels like a balm for my broken spirit

October 10, 2012

  • nor-kor!

     after a hiatus, I'm back on the NorKor watch.  Is this a sign that I am getting my justgotspaid-ness back?  Let's hope.  I miss being me.  Definitely check out the other links if you have time.  Worth it

    John Hudson 3,188 Views Oct 9, 2012

    Nobody knows what's in the mind of North Korean dictator Kim Jong Un, but if his government's recent exterior design flourishes mean anything, Communist decor is not his cup of tea.

    North Korean officials have removed Communist banners showcasing the symbol of the Korean Workers' Party that adorn a towering ministerial building in Pyongyang's main square, according to tourist photos compiled by NK News' Tad Farrell and NK Econwatch's Curtis Melvin. Not only that, but they've also removed the square's epic paintings of Marx and Lenin, and an expansive iconic portrait of the DPRK's founding Communist leader Kim Il Sung. Reached this morning, Farrell was kind enough to share his images with The Atlantic Wire.

    Bye bye, sickle and hammer.

    Good night, Uncle Karl and sweet dreams, Uncle Lenin. 

    See you later, Grandpa Kim:

    So what do we make of this? Is Communism finally dead in the Hermit Kingdom? 

    Aesthetically, maybe. But Kim Jong Un has not proven himself to be the reformist trailblazer many hoped he'd be. Those rumored agriculture reforms? Never materialized. The gentle move toward free market principles? Didn't pan out

    Still, if you're looking for signs of breaking with the past, the decor swap is at least somewhat encouraging. Farrell, whose website is must read for North Korea junkies, notes that the changes are in line with a glacially slow progression away from Communist symbolism over the years. For instance, in 2009, Articles 29 and 40 of the constitution were amended "so they no longer referred to '공산주의' (Communism)." No word yet if the North Korea's Communist Chic commando ladies are headed for the ash heap of history (to quote another famous Marxist), but we'll keep you posted.

October 5, 2012

  • you just never know

     

    ...how the day will turn out.  Before I headed over to my friends' house to watch Game of Thrones last night, I went to Verizon to see about getting my phone fixed.  It had been doing all this crazy things like getting texts 20-40 times and shutting itself on and off.  I ended up getting the iphone4 as it was the cheapest upgrade.  I have to admit, I was pretty stressed out.  I cannot cope with new technology.  It felt like my identity was changing and now I would have to learn how to type on that damned touch screen.  Everything was fine though and I went home to play with my new toy.  And you know I already ordered a cool Kate Spade case.

    Then I ended up staying out till all hours of the night.  I'm totally exhausted but I have no fewer than 4 separate invites for tonight.  That is crazy even for me.  What will happen...what will happen?

    Anyone know how to get apps for typing in Japanese & Turkish?

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