iPhone Hype?

I’m a strange individual. This isn’t news to me. It’s something I both appreciate and embrace. To that extent, though, I have found that I function on a pendulum. I switch back and forth between the two major options: Android and iOS. (Side note, to those of you who think it is Android and iPhone, NO. You are wrong. Android is an operating system, as is iOS, whereas iPhone is a device line.) I was using a Samsung Galaxy S5, now I have the iPhone 7, but I only went to Samsung when I took my iPhone 4S swimming in saltwater, which was a very bad time. When I had the 4S as my EDC (Every Day Carry) I also had an iPad and a MacBook Pro, all with matching skins. They were really cool, and while I had them the guys at Apple came out with a way to truly unite their products, merging things like iMessage across multiple devices like the MacBooks. I really appreciated the continuity in feel between them.

Then I switched to the Samsung world, giving me much more freedom in how I wanted to set up my entire device. You can get new home screens, new icons, entire replacement apps for things like your camera or messaging apps. The versatility of Android devices still remains, in my book at least, unparalleled. If you want to change an Android feature, you can. If you want to change iOS features, you can’t without jailbreaking it.

As I mentioned before, I have the iPhone 7 now. I would have gone with the 7 Plus but the device was just too ridiculously large. (I used to joke about how the Galaxy S5 had a ‘one handed use’ feature you could activate making the screen go into the bottom corner, left or right was your choice. Guess what happens if you lightly double-tap the home button of the iPhone 7. Yep. The screen shrinks to only the bottom half of the phone so you can reach the whole thing with just one hand.) I’m in the process, as I type this up, of downloading the newest phone update, iOS 11, which comes out for the iPhone 8 and iPhone X. Tangential thought: Why not call it the iPhone 10 if that’s how you want people to say it? I call it iPhone EX, as in ex-lover. I say the letter, not the Roman numeral equivalent of the number.

Anyways, as I sit here and read up more on the update and learn what all it can do, I am learning more about my car (thank you CarPlay) and more about how the continuity between Apple devices will be even stronger after iOS 11. I want a Mac again. I don’t know if I care so much for the iPad, as I only really ever used it for YouTube and either of the other devices would manage just fine. I can honestly say I do miss my old MacBook Pro, though. It was a 2010 version, right before they came out with the ‘we’re going to solder all the connections so you can’t change anything after you buy it’ versions. I’m not sure I will ever be truly satisfied with whatever computer I get. I say this not because nothing is good enough for me, but because there are features in both camps that I REALLY enjoy. Mac’s work WONDERFULLY well because of the components chosen to work together, while Windows PC’s are fully customizable and upgradeable. I appreciate both for both reasons, and I resent both for the reasons of their opponents (If that makes sense. What makes one good makes the other not as good.)

I’m not saying I’m going to run out and grab the latest Mac. No really, I’m not. I’m much too broke for that. I kind of want to, but I recognize the impracticality of that and refuse to do it. I will, however, be keeping my eye out for what comes down the pipeline from Apple. They are NOT the frontline of the next greatest thing (headphone jack, anyone?) but that doesn’t mean they don’t know what they are doing. And as far as the iPhone X, 10, whatever, if they are going for a truly wireless experience where the only experience is literally just the device itself, they are slowly coming closer and closer to realizing that goal. In the meantime, I am just going to sit here semi-impatiently while the whopping 1.91 GB iOS 11 upgrade downloads to my device so I can spend all day at work tomorrow learning how it works rather than actually working.

Stoane

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Sleep, Rest, Neither, or Both?

Sleep. Not rest, but sleep. That’s what I have been doing for a month now. I’ve been getting at least 8 hours of sleep, and uninterrupted sleep at that, but not getting the rest I need. It’s one of the more frustrating things.

I, like many, daydream of going to sleep when I am at work. I think about how nice sleep would be, what position I would collapse in, which pillow I would use… (I have 5 different pillows, depending on my preference that night. I want more. Don’t judge. Fine, judge, just do it quietly. STOP YELLING!!!) Then it actually happens. I get home. I lay down. I go to sleep. I STAY asleep, thankfully. Then I wake up. It feels like I didn’t sleep. It FEELS like I stayed up all night. It feels as though I was PARTYING all night. I don’t even party during the day!!!

It’s not fair. The only time I felt rested after waking up, I had slept 13 hours!!! Why? Why do I need 13 hours of sleep to feel amazing when I wake up? Have I angered a god? A demigod? Is he angry that he’s a demigod and taking it out on my nighttime resting ritual? I’m afraid I’m going to need him to quit that. It’s really annoying.

I need my sleep. I needed to rant about not sleeping. Let me sleep.

Help me sleep.

Please.

Stoane

Sunday, July Twenty-Third, Two Thousand Seventeen

I’ve been neglecting this. I’ve been neglecting many things. When I think about it, I start to ask myself some rather negative questions. Questions like: Can I just not do anything right? Can’t I make new habits? Why am I so bad at this? Why so much failure?

It’s way simpler than that. Before I keep going, no, I don’t think this is going to be a super sad post about woe is me. I’m a “flowing train of thought” typer though, so I guess we will see, won’t we? 🙂 Anyways, it’s not about failure. It’s about difficulty. If it is difficult, I don’t want to try. Wow, that was simple. Huh… Shame that fixing it isn’t that simple. I see so many things in my life that aren’t easy, and some of them I have to do while others, others I can choose. This means when something is difficult, I make a choice, whether conscious or not, to either do or not do this thing in question.

If that’s the case, I just have to make sure all of those choices are conscious choices. Things I don’t normally think about or focus on must now become a much higher priority. I have spent much of my life making excuses, and not nearly enough making amends. That all changes right… well, actually… it changes tomorrow. It’s after eleven at night, and I am about to go to sleep because I have work tomorrow, so, that changes TOMORROW! HAH! See? I might be putting it off, but it’s for good reason. A good nights rest can make all the difference.

See you folks on the other side! (Of the meridian)

Stoane

The Paradox of the Paragon; Thursday, June 15, 2017

Today, I tried something new. First off, I remembered the notebook and actually took it to work with me. Second, rather than just wait until the evening came, such as right now at 11:28 PM, to think of my ideas, whether they be for my Journal entry or for the daily prompt, I decided I would do well to write down a few interesting tidbits as note to use for when I did sit down to write. It didn’t work out so well.

While I did take out the notebook and write down the topic of my ideas, all of the details that I thought would pop back up after I reread the topic did not resurface. If I think about them really hard, I might be able to get back into that moment, but the smart thing to do would have been to write down as much as possible right then and there. If I could have fleshed out the thought process I could have refined it later on, simply making the words sound better rather than inventing the wheel to begin with.

I do remember one of the things I was thinking about, though. Surprise surprise, it was me. I was at work, putting things away and cleaning up, when I realized that I was a paradox of sorts. I love organization. I will put things away and color code and label and straighten to no end. Simultaneously, I will have fourteen unrelated orders stacked up in front of me in no particular order, waiting for me to do something, with details for each of them scattered all over the desk. Pens, pencils, highlighters, all strewn across the papers. My stapler was upside down, my tape was backwards, and my computer mouse was facing the wrong way. Somehow, I was able to function like this.

I put my work on hold; I started to clean up. I started hole punching the orders, I started stapling relevant pieces together. I place all of these pieces into the necessary binder behind appropriate tabs. That’s about when it hit. I can work in the most seemingly disorganized mess, but I love to organize, and I love to see things after I’ve organized. I love knowing that I did that. I made it look good. I made it easy to find things. All those positive feelings are because I did my job correctly. I call it the cleaning afterglow. It lasts only as long as it takes for someone to screw your work up.

Regarding the paradox of the paragon: I see paragons as a relative thing. Perfection, similar to beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. Another piece to add to that is that our perspectives change, so as we age and encounter new experiences, our definition of perfection, and therefore what would constitute a paragon, may change. Nothing in this world is constant, at least not for very long. Even the sun isn’t constant. It’s pulsing, burning. It is constantly changing, and ever so slowly dying. I definitely remember having more on paragons when I was at work, but sadly, in my failure, I didn’t write most of this down.

One final thought for the day: House of Cards has started to envelop my soul. I have watched entirely too many episodes in entirely too short a span of time. I hate how I love you, Netflix.

 

P.S.: I just realized that the prompt of the day changed part way through the day. That’s totally not fair. I would have written a totally different prompt. Completely uncool…

Paragon
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Deuces

Variety, Puncturing Homeostasis

I’ve moved my computer. Now, that may not seem crazy in and of itself, but think for a second. First off, it is a desktop computer, not a laptop, though that doesn’t always matter. Most people have their computer somewhere comfortable. They try to keep it in the same place, especially desktop computers, mostly out of convenience, but also out of comfort. I am a guy that likes when things change a little bit. Not a crazy amount, just a little bit. A tiny amount of variation can go a long way when introduced correctly.

Now, starting with the easy part, I moved my computer to the left about four and a half feet. There’s nothing crazy there. All is well. The crazy part is where I went from sitting at a desk to standing at my dresser. That means that this post, right here, is written while standing at my computer. “People stand at their computer all the time! What’s so crazy about it?” Let me tell you. I am a lazy, lazy man. If I don’t have to move, I usually don’t. If I can roll my chair over there to pick that paper up, guess who is rolling their chair? Yep. Me. But, that is half the reason I did it. I need to get up. I need to exercise more. I need to stop sitting and laying around. I need to stand, to function, to use my legs and back.

So, here I am. Bettering myself. At least, I hope I am bettering myself. I mean, to be fair, I am writing these words for the internet, and the internet has a really bad habit of finding something bad, something wrong, with anything you put there. To be fair, I do have a complaint. I hate this keyboard. It is an almost useless keyboard. I mean, sure the keys have a large travel distance, meaning they don’t push on accident. You have to mean to push the key before it is pressed. And sure, I like that it lights up and stuff. Sure, it’s cool. But comfort wise, it isn’t there.

Because I am the type of guy that can do this, I just swapped out my keyboard. I went from a gaming keyboard, all bright and shiny and cool, to a super simple, super cheap Logitech keyboard. Dramatic improvement. Sure, the keys don’t have lights around them (because the lights don’t even penetrate the keycaps, cheap bastards), and sure, the keys don’t have to depress as far before activating, but the overall feel of the keyboard has dramatically improved. The responsiveness of the keyboard, probably because it is designed to be used for typing, is dramatically improved. I guess everything has its place. These are the things you learn when you move your computer, don’t ya know?

Puncture

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Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Today, as that is the purpose of this post as advertised by my overly informative title, is Tuesday. Tuesday in my work schedule is like the average cubicle dweller’s Sunday. The end of my weekend. It has come, and now it goes. My room is significantly cleaner than it was when this weekend (Monday-Tuesday) began.

Okay, so let’s talk about my room. I have a single room to myself. I do not live alone. I have acquired the possessions one would expect of a 24-year-old, assuming you skew your expectations to the tech end of the spectrum. I have acquired those possessions, and have crammed them all into a single room that has no closet. Unfortunate side effect? My room is never truly CLEAN. It may be more organized than normal, and I may be able to move around a little more effectively than normal, but I have never, in the years of being in this room, managed to find a way to become truly clean and organized within these four walls.

I’m getting there. I am working slowly towards getting things in order. Getting the right shelves, drawers, desk, etc. to put all the things I have, working towards getting rid of old stuff, and repurposing even more, all working towards an end goal of cleanliness. I have found out that my cleaning style is not the best, but it is the best I can manage in these four walls. I have also realized that if I try to tackle the whole thing at once, I will break someone. I must go slow to win the race, if the tortoise is to be believed as I think he should be.

It’s actually a really good way to work if there is a mountain of work to be done. You wade into the middle of this version of hell, and clean yourself a circle. It doesn’t have to be a large circle. It has to be a circle you can begin to feel comfortable in. Then, you slowly work your way out from the circle. Every time you get tired of cleaning, or you feel overwhelmed, retreat to the circle. Keep that circle pristine, otherwise, your safety net is gone. Slowly work your way out in every direction, always making sure to pick up after yourself in the already cleaned areas, and eventually, you will be doing maintenance rather than repairs.

That has been the majority of my day, to be honest. If I wasn’t cleaning, I was watching Sherlock on Netflix, because Sherlock is one of my favorite shows ever and it takes too damn long to make a season. Normally, on a typical day off, I would be playing Minecraft, because I have a problem, and Minecraft is the name of that problem. Minecraft is a post all by itself… I’m not going there right now. Today, though, it couldn’t hold my interest. I believe it is because I have decided to start playing it standing up. I think that affected my desires to play games in general that weren’t on my phone. Anyways, I managed to be rather productive. That’s the point I was trying to make. It was a day off, a day where I didn’t have to do anything, yet I remained productive.

Go me.

Deuces.

Monday, June 12, 2017

I have already failed myself. I’ve been doing this for less than a week, and already I have missed not one but two days. Consecutive days, at that! I understand what happened fairly well, and I’m working to fix the problem, but I need to not let this happen. Let me explain. I went to work on Saturday and I left the house in a rush. When I did, I forgot to take the notebook with me, meaning I didn’t have it to take notes in all day. When I got home and I hadn’t seen it all day, I forgot that I needed to write here, because the first part of the habit had already been messed up. I went to sleep that night and didn’t write on here, and I didn’t write in my notebook. No words, all day, nothing. Sunday, I got up and forgot the notebook again. This time I wasn’t rushed at all. I simply forgot that I was trying to keep that habit going. I was sitting at work before I realized what I had done. By the time I got home I had forgotten again, and the cycle repeated.

Now, I am having a day off work, and I still didn’t write in the notebook. That is not at all what I wanted, but at the same time, I am doing this. I am still writing here. I am still getting my words out in a way that helps me to think. I am able to form full thoughts and get them out and let my mind do the talking where my mouth so often fails: the formation of full coherent words and thoughts. I don’t know that this will even help me. I mean, I would love it if I could somehow translate this from “Hey look at me! I can’t form a full paragraph of speech without having to stop and remember the words!” over to “Bask in the eloquence of my terminology and phrasing, and know my wonder!” I mean, I don’t see that second part happening. I can’t give myself that much credit, but I will happily accept something in the middle of those two.

Now, I am having a day off work, and I still didn’t write in the notebook. That is not at all what I wanted, but at the same time, I am doing this. I am still writing here. I am still getting my words out in a way that helps me to think. I am able to form full thoughts and get them out and let my mind do the talking where my mouth so often fails: the formation of full coherent words and thoughts. I don’t know that this will even help me. I mean, I would love it if I could somehow translate this from “Hey look at me! I can’t form a full paragraph of speech without having to stop and remember the words!” over to “Bask in the eloquence of my terminology and phrasing, and know my wonder!” I mean, I don’t see that second part happening. I can’t give myself that much credit, but I will happily accept something in the middle of those two.

I spend so much of my day focusing on things other than my thoughts. I mean, meditation is a thing many people use simply to stop the outside world for a few minutes and focus on putting their mind in order. It’s an invaluable skill to have, and one I am working to possess. I love to write, oddly enough, but I never know WHAT to write. I want to be one of those people that can just sit down and words flow, but as of now that is not me in the slightest. I know that when I get my creative juices flowing and allow my imagination to work, I am a much happier person. I want to use this weird diary/journal thing to hopefully inspire some ideas. I’m not expecting anything like a novel or a short story or anything. I just want to be able to think and follow a story progression in my head and have things in order chronologically, even if I can’t find a way to put it down in print. There’s likely at least one moment every day where my imagination completely overflows the limits of what I can put into the world.

I like the idea of writing because I think up stories and progressions in my head and I would love to be able to throw them down into written form. I like the idea of drawing because so many times I’ve designed something in my head, similarly to using AutoCAD or Autodesk Inventor, with all the dimensions coming off of it, relative spacing, attachment points, and more, but when I go to put pencil to paper I do a great job if I even get the general OUTLINE down. I just don’t have the skill in drawing to put my imagination on paper like that. I like the idea of coloring because rather than having to draw the shape, I just have to fill in the colors. On an abstract drawing, or any drawing without meaning, that means I can focus on color organization, and that gives me a modicum of control over my creativity, but not enough. Coloring never holds my attention for long. That didn’t stop me from getting a coloring book and some colored pencils, though, did it? Nope. To be fair, It’s another way I’m hoping to get my eyes off of the computer from playing games so much, and hopefully, create a Zen space in my thoughts.

I noticed that WordPress has these daily topics, but I consider them an almost word of the day. I’m rather curious if I’ll be able to find a way to do something with them or not. I would like to. I mean, if it can give me a topic each day that has nothing to do with my life specifically, then why not? It should (theoretically) get my creative juices going, but in such a way that I don’t have to prime the engine. I don’t know, but I’m curious to find out.

I noticed that WordPress has these daily topics, but I consider them an almost word of the day. I’m rather curious if I’ll be able to find a way to do something with them or not. I would like to. I mean, if it can give me a topic each day that has nothing to do with my life specifically, then why not? It should (theoretically) get my creative juices going, but in such a way that I don’t have to prime the engine. I don’t know, but I’m curious to find out.

 

Deuces