The Loneliest Soul

or: My Wednesday Morning Confession

I am maybe-kind-of-just-a-little-bit obsessive about keeping my inbox clean. I don’t like visual clutter of any kind, which you wouldn’t always know by looking around my room, but that need for neatness extends into my online spaces as well. It’s just too much input for the already scatterbrained. It’s one of the reasons why I prefer Hotmail to Gmail*: I can move the e-mails I want to keep out of my inbox and into separate folders so that they are out of my face.

See? Even Hotmail is impressed?

The thing is, I know what Hotmail means is that I can receive messages from more than one of my e-mail accounts. But to me it just sounds like, “Did you know you can recieve messages? From other people?”

At which point I have the sudden and overwhelming urge to prove to my inbox that, yes, I really do have friends.

 

 

*eta: Hannah tells me that Gmail now has that functionality. Good to know. Maybe Gmail won’t make me feel like such a hermit.

 

at the dinner table, 5:54 PM

Me: Stephen’s calling…

 

 

(after I finish the call)

 

Dad: Hey, how did you get his photo to show up when he calls? I want that.

 

Mom: Yeah, me too…

 

Me: I just created a folder with photos of you guys and synced it to my phone. Then I assigned each photo to a contact. This one’s yours.

 

 

Dad: I’m a pumpkin?!

 

Me: It makes me think of you. And this one’s Mom’s.

 

 

Me: I even have one for Hannah.

 

 

Dad: So everyone get’s nice pictures, and I’m a pumpkin.

 

Me: It reminds me of you, and I smile whenever you call or send me an e-mail.

 

Mom: Awwwwwww.

 

Me: Anyway, Lexi just got of six straight days of work so they’re going to lay low at her apartment tonight.

 

 

Me: You realize what this means, though, don’t you? We don’t have to save dinner for them.

 

Dad: Who wants another chunk of meat?

 

Hannah: Heck YES!

 

la familia

Stephen, on movies: “The camera will be right there focused on one person, but it will be off balance and moving around, and it’s like ‘Oh my God, stop being so indie for a sec’.”



“It really is a good thing that cats don’t have opposable thumbs.”

“Oh my gosh, they’d take over the world.”

“Yup. And we would be at war with them RIGHT NOW.”