Maria Diaz


10
Sep/08
0

The Best of My Twitter Posts

My Twitter account is locked. It will stay that way forever. For those of you not on my list, here are some highlights. I couldn't keep going after March. I will do another post like this soon!

Don't know where my wallet is. I am not like the cat in the photo; I am not "hanging in there". Fuck.

Roommate listening to Soldja Boy & incessantly cooking nasty smelling food. Time to relocate.

Ugh, do not do well with manic pixie dream girl, much in the style of garden state, in my midst.

patiently awaiting more makeout.

Drinking coffee w/ hazelnut creamer. It's like being 21 all over again, minus platform shoes and craigslist CE addiction.

think i am watching someone get dumped at bean bag. feel terrible for him. also, former one night stand totally just walked in. small town.

locked on my porch w/ no phone but with a macbook. call parents to let me back in using skype. the future is now.

Just sang real talk @ karaoke. Life is monumentally altered. Wow.

none of the dorks i have ever been with have ever wanted me to wear my glasses. weird!!

n the back of a van with a bunch of strangers, on way to hayward. Not a problem with that.

there is no seratonin left in my brain at the moment. nothing ever comes for free.

thank you for celebrating by coming onto my blog and going through every post that refers to you.

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6
Sep/08
3

Owning Up

I've been thinking what to do with this space lately. I have a serious crush on my Tumblr blog, which is doing a far better job of capturing certain moments, certain feelings. Initially, I started this and kept this place going because I wanted to have a place where I could write these long form stories that were (hopefully) funny and interesting, but I don't know if this is the right place, or really, if it's what I want to continue to focus on. Single girl in the city is so trite and played out anyway, even if the single girl drinks whiskey instead of vodka and wears 4 year old worn out irregular choice shoes. It's all the same.

The other thing is, as I've been working in the past year and become a more visible, more "Google-able" person, I don't know if I want to be known under a moniker, this kind of faux snarky persona who always has to be "on". I find myself increasingly drawn to being known under my name and owning my name and not being ashamed of being exactly who I am online. It's been very uncomfortable, the past two years, the merging of my real life and my internet life (they have become, without a doubt, one and the same) but I am starting to come around to it, and even embrace it a little bit.

Also, I always feel like I am abandoning this blog. My little websites are like my babies and I must nurture them all and I have been a sad, sad momma to this guy the past few months.  So for now, one plan I have is to forward this site to a different domain, where my Tumblr will live and archive the entries for this site, and table the whole humorous dating blog thing altogether. Or keep it. If you have any ideas, please leave it in the comments.

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