Captain’s Log, 437.8856.1
I’m usually quite terrible at bringing things to a close and moving on amicably. I prefer to silently disappear and cut myself loose.
This status will probably be read into, but there’s no need for that. It’s not about what one might think it’s about.
Captain’s Log: A Year in Review
This has been a different year for me, a great year. 2011 has been a year for a lot of firsts, a lot of big changes, and a lot of positive things.
It’s Tuesday
I have a terribly transparent polite smile. It’s equivalent to a klepto who starts sweating the second he puts a candy bar in his pocket. I use it every time I pass someone that I vaguely know, but don’t know well enough to muster up a “hello” to.
I really need to work on this.
Captain’s Log, 03.80064-02
I posted an animated GIF from Workaholics the other day as somewhat of a social experiment. The experiment worked out better than I had expected and the results of the experiment are now in:
You people on Tumblr fucking love animated GIFs.
Captain’s Log, 03.80064-01
Every few weeks, I have an internal battle over my sharing of personal life details in an online public forum, like Tumblr. In the end, my privacy concerns win the battle and I end up saying 1/3rd of what I originally intended to share, if anything at all.
However, today, I want to note that I just had one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time. And to divulge a little more, I’ll say that an adorable lady is going to smile when she wakes up and sees this.
The one about anonymity and Tumblr
You’re standing there naked, nervous and thinking to yourself, “Why did I do this?” You can feel a bead of sweat building up on your brow and you wonder if they notice your awkwardness. All you want to do is cover back up as the overwhelming sense of retreat starts to become unbearable. You’re not about to lose your virginity, but you can think back to that day and relate to the feeling. Instead, you’ve just given out your online identity.
No matter how public my online profiles are, there’s still a feeling of nervousness every time I give out my username to real humans. Although any prying Google user can easily make the connection, there’s still a level of disconnect in place to create added comfort. Google my real name and see how many of my Tumblr social media posts you find on the first page of results. Or any page, for that matter.
Sometimes, there’s just a level of depth to your life that you fear sharing with new faces.
Am I one of the few, or does anyone else make the same connection between your online profiles and being naked for the world to see?
Truthful Tuesday
I always thought I’d be married by this age. I’m the type who loves company and I’ve gone from long-term relationship to long-term relationship for most of my life. In the last 2 years, I have come to a lot of self realizations that have moved me away from wanting to commit to anyone unless I am 100% sure. Is anyone ever 100% sure? I doubt it, but I can’t break that need.
Anyway, this all brings me back to the point: For the last year, I’ve had a growing desire to have a kid some time in the not-too-distant future. Last night I even had a dream that I had a kid and I was happy in my dream. I was raised by an incredible father and I believe I’d pass that along to a child of my own. I can’t wait until that day finally comes.
Okay, back to posting content that would scare away the average girl.
Truthful Tuesday
I use women’s deodorant. I have ever since high school, when I borrowed a girlfriend’s deodorant. I don’t know what the difference is, but I know that my underarm sweat has been reduced to the point of practically not existing ever since I switched. I’m the type of person who gets hot when the temperature goes above 65 degrees, and yet this deodorant keeps my armpits from overly sweating and smelling like ass. I tried many men’s deodorants before making the switch around 10 years ago. So, if you ever see me buying Secret Shower Fresh deodorant at the store, now you know why.
