Monthly Archives: April 2010

#108; quick hit of the pretty sort

April 12, 2010   atlimbo   5 Comments

Because sometimes my brain is just too fried, and I’m planning just too much awesome…

And also, because there’s no such thing as too much spring, I’ve decided!

by jennikowal @ flickr

Link me to some of your favorite spring-themed photos while I’m stuck in an office for my last week, will you?

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#107; the great debate

April 02, 2010   atlimbo   4 Comments

I am a loyal Crackberry owner. I loved my Zune so much, I bought two of them. I still use Winamp. I don’t appreciate monopolies, particularly in my user interface, and so I have done everything I can to steer completely free of Mac products. The entire Mac culture gives me the creeps, to be honest. I went to an Apple store once with a friend who needed to pick something up, and I felt more watched over than I do in a Catholic church. Being inside those too-brightly-lit white walls made me feel like maybe Big Brother wasn’t a thing of fiction.

But then a few weeks ago my Zune was pick-pocketed. And I’m looking at needing to open an iTunes account for the first time (because Derek Evry’s releasing his solo cd on it, and I have to have that cd, even if it means contemplating opening an iTunes account against my better judgement). And I’ve been thinking, has my preconditioned hatred of all things Apple kept me from a superior musical experience? Does my distaste for ‘iPhone people’ change the way I interact with the world & the technology that moves it?

What it really comes down to is this: I can fit more music for less money an iPod Nano than on anything else.

Heavy questions, my friends. What are your thoughts? I’m still not giving up my Blackberry Tour for anything in the world (seriously, it could BE Big Brother in a PDA, and I’d swear my allegiance), but would branching out in this one tiny way be the beginning an all too dangerous, slippery slope? Or would I be safe from the black turtlenecks of the world?

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#106; we’d be so less fragile with 3 wishes

April 01, 2010   atlimbo   3 Comments

If you had three wishes, what would they be?


  • My first would be that I learned the power of contentment at a young age. That my ambition hadn’t been vague and insatiable. I would love to live the sort of life that never had a Limbo; one in which I was simply happy with books and family and friends. As it is, I find myself always reaching for something else, whether “better” or “more” isn’t usually the matter, it’s just… Something else. Always. You never know what’s behind door #2 and I always want to know.
  • My second would be the power to recognize and stand up against pretension. I am not someone who stands up for myself, particularly when it comes to condescension. This has caused me more psychological damage over the years than anything else – if someone thinks they’re better than me, I’ll just accept that. I’ll do what I’m told because obviously that person knows better. This has been the hallmark of nearly every romantic relationship I’ve had (with … two? exceptions, and those were the healthy, wonderful relationships and sadly short lived), has twisted my connection with my extended family (my parents and brother’s family and such are so not part of this rant; they are amazing and I love them to bits and wouldn’t know a high horse if one stepped on their foot!), has caused me to stay in completely toxic friendships with people I don’t even like all that much over the years. I wish that I could go back to a ten year old me and teach her about the douche-bags of the world, and tell her that she doesn’t have to take it. Learning that lesson after years of false belief is so incredibly hard.
  • Lastly, I think I’d save my third. By the time I got to it, I’d be comfortable and confident, and would want it for a rainy day. Like the song says (The Pierces, by the way, are possibly my favorite duo ever), no matter how confident or complete you feel – someone else can always come along and change that reality for you. On those days, you want a wish in your back pocket. So I think I’d save it, unless maybe it were possible to wish Jude Law falling madly, faithfully in love with me.

    • So, what would you wish for? Anything in the world, any lesson you’d need to learn, any place you’d want to be.

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