Thursday, September 22, 2011

Radio Silence.

"I dunno if you were following the hearings about Google yesterday," someone typed to me today. I was not.

I also did not watch the Emmys. Or the MTV Awards. I reasoned out of reading the entirety of last week's New Yorker except for the T.S. Eliot essay by telling myself, "All of these pieces will end up in some book at some point. You can read them then, if you're really interested." I only half-watched The Jobs Speech.

I haven't vacuumed. I haven't finished any good non-Twilight books that I can remember. "Seen any good ...?" No.

And, oh yeah, I obviously haven't been blogging either.

Which led me to ask myself today: What the hell have I been doing?

I've been exploding my brain on seemingly simple work-related blog posts such as this one.

I've been attending energy conferences in Aspen and fleeing Hurricane Irene instead of enjoying a long weekend at the Delmarva beaches.



I've been doing more listening and less talking, not necessarily because I want to, but because it seems like that's what's called for lately.

I've been worrying.

I've been getting some deals.

What the hell have I been doing?

I've been trying to Eat Right, which means spending amazing amounts of time chopping things for labor-intensive (but delicious) recipes like this one.

I've been deciding, some nights when I have a thought about posting here, that maybe I'm better off not sitting at the computer and plugging into my neuroses.

Then I've been going to bed and having epic, bizarre dreams fueled by said neuroses, nocturnal UncMos that involve rats, labyrinthine airports, and forgetting to check my phone with disastrous results.

I've been watching/reading things that I enjoy but that are completely irrelevant to the current culture: Kathy Griffin: My Life on the D-List and a collection of short stories by Haruki Murakami published in 2006.

I've been running about four to five years behind on most things.

In my time off from Eating Right, I have been Eating Wrong. This includes receiving instruction on making (and in the process consuming several) macarons.


I've been wondering what radio silence actually means, anyway, and looking it up.

I've been perfecting my losing streak in Scrabble.

I've been staring at my iPhone.

I've been taking in more and more info, but feeling like I know less and less.

I've been continuing to wade through the neverending sea of stuff that I have stored at my parents', finding chestnuts such as this in the process:


I've been realizing that I will probably never connect with my coworkers now the way I did in my 20s and part of my 30s and wondering whether this is just my own experience, or one of those many things about getting old that you have to figure out for yourself because no one tells you.

I've been blasting the knot in my shoulder with various healing techniques that, thus far, have not worked.

I've been meaning to answer that email.

I've been listening to this, this and this and I don't know what else. I've been wishing I could fall in love with an album like I used to, while acknowledging that I haven't really tried to.

I've been wondering what you've been up to and how it's become so long since we've been in touch.

What have you doing (or not)?

4 Comments:

Blogger Deborah said...

*#$&*! I typed a lengthy comment just as my in-laws were coming in earlier, to babysit for the evening. And poof, it disappeared just as I hit the submit button.

Bullet points:
* You seem like you have not been misspending your time, so brava! for that (though I've missed your posts).

* My blog was becoming too angsty. Or I was, perhaps.

* Can you teach me to make macarons? Wait, on second thought, I don't need that evil skill.

* Captcha word for this comment is: holla. So, HOLLA!

10:03 PM  
Blogger Christina said...

Sorry to miss your lengthier comment, but this one is amusing! You really don't need the skill of making macarons. Once you see the process involved you may decide that simply purchasing them is the sensible route.

8:08 PM  
Anonymous Z said...

I want to cut to the chase and focus on the existential heart of this post -- the "I haven't vacuumed." thing? Roomba! -- I'm just sayin'...

4:46 PM  
Blogger Christina said...

I know, I know. But... I just don't trust the Roomba.

8:38 PM  

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