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Paper VS Electronic: The Ultimate Battle!

Recently, I’ve been thinking quite a lot about getting a planner. Not just getting a reminder or appointment app on my phone, but a real paper planner. I’ve been online window shopping and have found so many beautiful leather planners, but I can’t tell if it’s the shop-a-holic in me or if there’s actually a good reason to buy one. Part of me thinks that using a paper planner is a not only wasteful, but also impractical. I mean, c’mon, I can barely keep up with the calendar that sits in my phone… how would I keep up with one that added to the list of things to carry around?

This internal debate has made me think more about the e-book versus real live paper book dilemma that seems to be going on as of late. I’m a self proclaimed book lover and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to buy into the whole e-book thing. I’ve bought text books for my iPad before when they were significantly cheaper that way, but I can’t imagine myself willingly buying one for any other reason. How can one give up the smell and feel of the pages turning for the ease of a light-adjusting touch screen? I enjoy knowing that there are stories other than the written ones in that book that were transferred from the fingers that turned the pages before me.

Back to the point, basically… I’m wondering what you readers think about planners. Do you use one? Does it help you stay organized, and which brand/prototype is your favorite? If you don’t use one… why not? And hey, if you have something to say about paper vs ebooks, speak up! Comment below!

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DIY Mason Jar Tumbler (24 oz)

So today I was feeling especially inspired and bored, and thus came this tumbler. image

I grabbed one 24 oz (pint and a half) ball mason jar, a reusable straw from another tumbler (you can also buy them at Target or Starbucks for super cheap,) and a drill with a 5/16 drill bit on it.

The process is pretty self-explanatory, and I forgot to take pictures during that! But after drilling the hole right in the middle of the lid, I filed it down with sand paper so it was nice and smooth then I painted it this adorable little mint green color with a hint of glitter!
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This project cost me less than 5 bucks, and I see these things sold online for 20+ bucks. Totally awesome, easy, and fun. Hey… maybe I should start selling them for that much on Etsy 😉

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Septa train observations (chock full of run on sentences and too many commas)

The window pane changes with the heat of my breath. What was once a vessel for sight, revealing to me what was out there, what could be, now loses it’s cool as I try to capture my composure. It becomes shy, trying to hide its transparent self, yet only making itself more obvious to me.

Speaking of shy… the one two seats in front of me, the one pulling her hat down further and further each time someone glances her way, silently pleading with each new passenger to choose another open seat. I wonder what she’s listening to in those headphones. Maybe nothing, too insecure to keep them off but too curious and nosy to tear herself away from the intricate conversations of others.

I got the short stick today, someone sat next to me. Average height, middle-aged, glasses and a baseball hat. He fits perfectly into one of the few stereotypical Septa passengers. Maybe he has a daughter about my age, and maybe she has a young kid of her own. Maybe he spoils his grandchild now since he never had the chance to spoil his own child. Or maybe not. I think he’s asleep, but he could be reading this over my shoulder. Hi, sir.

The conversation behind me is uncomfortable to listen to. Participant one: an eighteen year old male dancer who doesn’t believe in the classification of sexual orientation but is currently dating an awesome woman. He wants to learn French and Spanish. His father is Puerto Rican but he looks “like, totally European.” Participant two: French woman who thinks Europe is great all around, except for Russia because it’s “mean and scary.” I’ve never heard an eighteen year old who truly knew it all like this guy does.

I’m feeling a little weird because I just realized that I’m not wearing a bra. Also, the guy who takes tickets just made me jump really obnoxiously because he yelled “BRYN MAWR” right behind me. And then called me out for jumping. I’m sick of you, Septa.

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Congratulatory post to myself

…for breaking my New Year’s resolution. I haven’t posted in a very long time. Well, not that long. But, still. Currently setting up an account to write for a new website. That should be cool. Something creative coming in the next 24 hours.

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Recent lame things

My dog died yesterday. Seriously. This is a blog post. He was nearly seventeen and he was an obese beagle boy named Ollie. He used to pee on my leg when I was about seven, as if I was his territory and he was marking me. I didn’t mind. He loved me.
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The day I made a WordPress account

It was somewhere between late at night and early in the morning. The futon I was laying in was broken, but so was the bed in my apartment. Since the year was new, I was finding inspiration within myself to download tons of apps that were “essentials” for writers, but that’s about as far as the inspiration went.

I AM going to post on here at least five days per week. Hopefully the majority of those posts will be new creative material, but as long as it’s something I’m in the green.

Maybe this will help me be productive.

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