Monthly Archives: May 2012

Tales of a barista

Not a Starbucks barista, thankfully; I’m helping out a friend who runs her own coffee house. Last week felt a little rocky, for more reasons than just being a barista on my own for the first time. This week started out a little rocky, but it’s going better thus far. I don’t think I’m born to do this or anything, which seems to be enforced by the flare-up of my carpal tunnel syndrome pain… So while this works as a temp gig, it’s definitely not my dream career.

What is my dream career, you ask? Hell if I know. There’s the doula thing, which I do well, and which I love (or I think I do…we’ll see how that shakes out); then there’s writing, of which I haven’t done much at all recently. My plan this week was to contact some temp agencies in town on the advice of a freelance writer who started getting her first gigs that way. I haven’t done it yet. If I start doing it while I’m at the coffee house, it’s likely that will reliably bring in my customers so I’ll get nothing done on the temp agency search.

Okay, boring post. Haven’t done any writing this week; I have writing group tonight, so we’ll see how that goes. 🙂



Coming out of the…

Back when I began this blog, I decided I wanted to be anonymous while doing it. There were some reasons for that, and the main one no longer exists. Here I still sit, being my geekpyxie self, day in and day out…

I’m sitting in a coffee shop with my mom, and it has just occurred to me that since that reason no longer exists, I don’t have to be anonymous anymore. Except for the fact that I don’t really want this associated with my name; I’ve spent too much time with paranoid people (especially my mom, actually!) to want to put something like this out there with my name on it.

What I really want to do is start a blog with a pen name. But it needs to be a pen name that I can use for professional writing, since I’m aiming at that for the moment, and I don’t want to associate this with that…

So I need a pen name. Something not already being used by a published author, something not silly or too incredibly strange…but something interesting.


gp 🙂

no goals met, but life is good

For me, anyway. A friend of mine is having some yucky issues, with which I am attempting to help her, but it’s rough for her right now. Thankfully, she has pretty good friends like me, and she’ll make it through okay.

My friend is NOT the reason for my goals not being met. I signed up for this round of ROW80 fully intending to write 10 minutes every day without fail. I don’t believe I’ve done that once since then. It crosses my mind occasionally–usually when I can’t do anything about it–and then it flits away again. I’ve been out of town, and busy, and somewhat lazy in the days needed for recovery from the traveling. Not beating myself about any of it. 🙂

I drove to California with my friend Blyss and had a great ride. Well, she drove. There were a couple of long days during the driving as we took roads a little less traveled, but just being with Blyss and traveling territory neither of us had covered before was pretty cool. One of the highlights of the trip was driving through the Redwood National Forest in California. While we were in the car, it was kind of like, “wow, that’s a lot of big trees. Yay.” Then we stopped in a little pull off point and walked around a bit and really took in the size of these trees, and it kind of hit me–those trees were pretty damn amazing. There was one in particular I really loved where we stopped that had a big knot coming out of it that was almost tall enough to be out of my reach. From different angles, I thought the knot looked like a head of different kinds–kind of a goblin, kind of a grimacing skeleton, kind of a woman with long hair. I got pictures of it plain, and I sat my Wisconsin hat on top of it and took some more pictures as well. Blyss made an offering of tobacco to some of the trees, which is a very “Blyss” thing to do, and I respected it. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

The last day I was with Blyss was in Malibu at the Geddy Villa Museum for a symposium called “Excavating Aphrodite” that was a day-long symposium of archaeologists and historians presenting papers and findings of artifacts and proof of Aphrodite and Venus worship in Greece and Italy, including Pompeii. It wasn’t really my thing, and I got in some sweet naps during some of the presentations, but watching Blyss’s head spinning excitedly all day was definitely fun. 🙂 We had a good time, and flirted with a guy during the wine and cheese event after the symposium was done. Well, he was flirting with me, but I think I was assuming he was gay, so I completely missed it. Oh, well… I was heading to the bus station to go to Phoenix that night, so it was okay. Apparently I need to be reminded what it looks like when people are attempting to flirt with me…

Then I spent a week in Phoenix with my sister, her four and a half-year old triplets (!!!), and some family who came to visit her and meet the kids. It was a good time, but it got a little long for me by the time my mom and I left to head back to Seattle. I think I’d been gone too long–two weeks is a long time, as it turns out–and I just wanted to get home. I did that, and then spent the next week at home with Wanda, for the most part. She certainly didn’t mind, and it was a really good way for me to unwind.

So, back to my original point…no writing goals met. I’m working as a barista for the first time ever–first full shift today by myself, and it’ll probably be a double. And I am doing pretty okay, if I do say so myself. 😉