Tremendous Blondette

You know what, 29 is not old. Thirty is not old. So why the eff am I acting like it is? I set goals based on the fear of the number. I just restarted Weight Watchers because I wanted to get control over my body again and not be fat on my 30th birthday (which is just over 365 days away.)

I’ve been acting like an old lady. Come home, eat dinner, internet, TV, work, internet, bed. EVERY DAY. You see I have issues with limits and moderation. It’s all or nothing. I also require a level of aloneness and unstructured time. But how does being anti-social help me reach my goals and live a fulfilling life? IT DOESN’T.

My 80 year grandmother has a more interesting love life than I do. (and no cats)

So, this year I must push myself to “say yes” and get the f’ out of the house, even if it is a school night. Maybe then I’ll have something to talk about other than work or that cute thing my cat did the other day.

When Taylor Swift won album of the year tonight on the Grammy’s my Twitter stream blew up not with a series of congratulations and “yays” but with comments of “blah” “boring” and “why?”

I like Taylor Swift. I crank her songs and sing loudly. Her song “Shoulda Said No” was my ringtone for most of the year (until I got a new phone.)

So, why did our Miss Swift get so popular? Popular enough to beat out powerhouses like The Dave Matthews Band and Beyonce (and Lady Gaga a recent powerhouse) for the prize of the night at the Grammy’s- well, she’s infectious, real, all-American. She appeals to young and old – little girls want to be her, old pervs want to do her, soccer moms reminisce about the old days when they were her.

Taylor Swift embodies American ideals of beauty, family, and happiness. Her mom is her best friend? Her dad and brother are at home watching? She’s humble and thankful – genuine. Oh, and she can write songs, play a guitar, and sing.

Was she the best singer in the category? Nope. But the category was Album of the Year. Her album certainly sold to a crapton of people, her songs got a ton of air time, and home girl had momentum. I don’t recall hearing Beyonce as much on the radio on as many different types of stations.

I say congratulations to Taylor. And I hope Lady Gaga ditches the crazy act and gets down with her bad self ala Pink and Christina Aguilera.

Real talent speaks for itself. That’s why Britney Spears is a has-been. (sorry BritBrit!)

I have a fairly large, partitioned hard drive in my desktop computer.

I had some issues yesterday that caused my computer to felt down- OH WAIT, NO I DIDN’T! All I tried to do was “browse” for an image that I was planning to upload to Twitter so people wouldn’t have to look at my feet and so I could have some “brand” unity between my blog and my Twitter account.

So, I did the old tricks of restarting (which it wouldn’t do) and hard restarting (aka, hold down the power button for approximately 10 seconds until the computer turns off.) I let it rest for a night and then booted up this morning. Only, Windows didn’t boot the first time. So, I reset. On attempt #2, Windows booted. The scans ran and all was fine.

Er, not.

Now all of my partitioned hard drives–you know the place where all my pictures and writing is stored– are showing up like this:

*sigh* This is going to take effort to resolve. *double sigh*