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Looking for apartments is exhausting

…and not just because of all the logistical work.

Space is an important component to how we live our lives.

If you’ve ever doubted that, observe people navigating an empty lobby with stanchioned waiting lines. Even with no people to contend with, most will automatically conform to the designated spaces.

The people we share our space with also have an impact on how we live our lives.

For example, although my last living situation was in a house, I mostly confined myself to one room because of a volatile roommate.

The way in which our space is decorated also influences us.

Remember how motivated you’ve felt inside an awe-inspiring library.

So as I’m out looking for space in which to spend the next years of my life, be it a townhouse, an apartment, or some other arrangement, I’m also exploring different potential ways of living my life. Different identities, almost.

Extrapolating that amount of hypothetical data take a lot of mental work.

Certainly more than simply counting amenities, bedrooms, commute time, and rent before cross-referencing with the budget to make sure it fits within parameters.

(Although those things are important.)

Will this apartment encourage me to stay in, instead of going out to make friends? Will this townhouse help out with morning wakefulness due to the positioning of its bedroom windows? Am I ready for the responsibility of snow removal and yard work?

So much to consider.

And yet, apartment hunting is so much fun — specifically for this reason.

It’s time to try on all sorts of lives for size. To imagine yourself in different circumstances, different possibilities. To carve out some space for yourself that’s entirely focused on your future plans, and not hampered by the resources (or lack thereof) in your past.

So many futures, so little time.


I looked at one today and two more tomorrow…wish me luck!

Cozification

I picked up The Perfectly Imperfect Home today:

For instance, picture yourself in a photo spread from a magazine like Dwell. You’re sitting with a nice cup of tea on, say, an Eames chair that floats alone on an expanse of concrete floor in front of a fire burning in a square cut into the drywall. Interesting? Sure. Cozy? Not so much. Minimalism is single-dimension decorating. Cozifiers add layers.

Cozy decorating was perfected by the English in the postwar era. The ideal of faded chintzes, comfortable armchairs, lots of soft pillows, and flowers and books everywhere exudes the glorious imperfection that is the essence of English country-house style. Yet, like perfectly mussed hair, it is quite calculated. Its devil-may-care attitude of tossed pillows and seemingly haphazard pattern combinations is a bit of a lie, but one that in the telling becomes true. In other words, cozifications create a home that looks loved and lived-in, which in turn creates a home that is loved and lived-in.

First, there’s the contrast between the traditional and the modern. “English Country House” might be the quintessence of traditional architecture and decor. Modernism is not cozy. It’s not designed to be cozy. It will never be cozy. Modernism wants you uncomfortable.

Second, the cozy approach uses the same “lie that tells the truth” that fiction does, and civilization. By cheating a bit at first, and providing a gloss of truth, cozy decor creates a space that invites the actual thing to take place. Maybe we could term it “preemptive truth telling,” that goes ahead of actual, practical, detail-oriented truth and in fact provides an opportunity to the truth-in-fact to spring into being.

I did it

No longer a resident of Portland am I.

Packed and cleaned and moved am I.

So grateful to my family am I.

And now I am ready to veg out with comfort food and the Twilight movie.

 

When you just dive in

There’s a benefit that comes from simply diving into the work.

(With a direction in mind, of course.)

When you don’t take time to assess, to pro and con and analyze the situation to death a million times over, when you just focus and start doing, one task at a time at a time at a time until it’s all finished, there’s a beautiful clarity of purpose and synergy.

This time tomorrow, I’ll be living in a new state. A new life.

I’ll also probably break down into exhausted tears,
but that’s to be expected.

For now, I’m just doing the work.

We move, and the world moves with us.

The memetics of milk and cereal

First, it was milk. (Thank you for that, Shia.)

Now, it’s cereal.

What’s next, cookies?

 

There are literal Hitlers under every bed and inside every closet, it seems.

Memes are becoming reality at an increasingly rapid pace.

The line between mindset and meatspace is becoming increasingly blurred.

 

Earlier this week, I was checking out kids books for a friend’s daughter.

There was a whole section of Berenstein Bears.

I couldn’t bear to check the spelling.

 

Think it, and it will exist.

Terrifying or exhilarating?

You get to decide.

Socializing is good for you

Introverts: this is your (my) reminder that having a social life is important.

It may not be a skill that comes easily or naturally, but it is good to talk to other people.

Like-minded or not, it is good to brush up against opinions that aren’t yourself talking to yourself.

Net gain or loss, the energy flow is different and builds some antifragility into your life.

If it goes well, you take something positive from it.

If it goes badly, you learn.

However it turns out, you have more to show than when you started, and certainly more than staying home and staring into the void.

Go out. Talk to people.

#YoureWorthIt

Millennials like hard (copy) news

Now, I’d prefer the mainstream media to shrivel up and die at this point, but it seems that there’s been a un uptick in print subscriptions lately:

Dwayne Sheppard, the executive director of consumer marketing at Condé Nast, which owns the New Yorker, said that he’s also observed a sense of brand identification—but said that, for millennials, it extends beyond social media and into the real world. Those subscribing to the New Yorker can choose between a print and digital subscription or a less expensive digital-only option; Millennials, he said, are opting for print at a rate 10 percent higher than older demographics.

“Millennials are choosing print overwhelmingly, or digital and print,” he said. “It’s a physical manifestation of the relationship. You’re on the subway or you’re in the airport and you’re carrying your New Yorker, that’s another signal of what you care about and what you choose to read.”

Virtue signaling aside, it’s interesting to think about my generation’s relationship with the printed word. We’ve been swimming in digital medial nearly all our lives (as an old millennial, I used the internet occasionally in junior high and high school, and didn’t dive into it hardxcore until I was in college), and print always has held a certain allure.

You definitely see that in fashion magazines, with a thriving indie magazine market that is primarily print-based. Frankie, Kinfolk, Lula, The Gentlewoman, etc. You have to pay more per issue, certainly, but what you get is less Condé Nast-style product pushing and more thoughtful. Of course, that comes with a side of pretentiousness all its own, but nothing’s perfect.

I suspect that part of the motivation is a yearning to be connected to something with deeper roots than just the internet (I see it in myself also with my attraction to the liturgical church over the feels-based churches that have been workshopped to reach my generation), and print is a way to do that.

Regardless of how print and digital are intertwined, print-only feels like opting out of the system.

I’ve had a fascination for the printing press and “book arts” since I learned about them in my graphic design classes way back, and have daydreamed about what it would be like to put together a conservative (for college me, now would be alt) pamphlet-style publication and distribute it.

The rise of alt-media has felt like maybe that’s not necessary. But if deplatformings continue, maybe it will be.

I like the option we have of the online-based payment system with a print-based distribution system.

Seeing Spooks

The alt-right is now such a boogeyman that academics are seeing it around every corner and in every email. According to Inside Higher Ed, a bunch of history-flavored academics were emailed by an astute high schooler (studying Leopold von Ranke), asking whether “history could be ‘a scientific and objective discipline.'”

Gee said he couldn’t be 100 percent sure if the email was malicious; he recalled a time when he and several graduate students had received a similar, though not suspicious, email out of the blue. At the same time, however, it wouldn’t be the first time graduate students got emails from less than well-meaning people, either.

“I don’t know if the email is a scam or not,” he said. “It certainly could be, but Harvard grad students might have received an email either way.”

Of course, some noted, it could just be an eccentric student doing research for a project. The only one who could perhaps answer the questions raised by the emails — which were sent to institutions such as the New School, the University of Wisconsin at Madison and Indiana University at Bloomington — would be the student herself.

“I have no problem with a high school student or conservative group wanting to engage with scholars on their conceptions of objectivity, and if they believe we are wrong … so be it,” Greenberg said. “That’s a legitimate debate to have.”

“If there’s a false pretense, if someone is pretending to be someone they’re not, that’s dishonest.”

Assuming that this isn’t a troll (it would be great if it were, if a bit toothless),

  • Academics are now seeing malicious trolls around every corner, even in innocent questions from high school students who are probably seriously questioning the value of a college education. In a classic faculty move of cutting off the nose to spite the face, the academic sacrifices short-term gain (in terms of ego and buzz) for long-term payoff (in terms of recruiting and nurturing a potentially stellar student). Trump Derangement Syndrome is real, y’all.
  • High schoolers are doing theses now? I thought it was weird enough when undergrads started doing them.
  • The faculty response wants you to know how important and busy they are: “I’m afraid I don’t have time at present for an extensive response or for a sustained correspondence on the matter, as I am in the middle of a semester of heavy teaching, research, and service.”
  • Another response reveals the I know better attitude with a side of elitism:  “I had a funny feeling about the email from the beginning. Not many people read Ranke today, especially not high school students.” The notion that nobody but an academic (and under duress) would ever read [insert obscure figure here] is, quite frankly, insulting.
  • Faculty are unable to distinguish between /pol/ and /r9k/. Once again, we see a staggeringly lack of interest in learning anything about an alternate point of view. This is also highlighted by the use of the word “Kochling” (WTF I LOVE THE KOCH BROTHERS NOW) as an apparent synonym for “right-wing troll.” Trust me, nobody funded by the Koch brothers is going to be doing a troll like this. Those guys go into the think tanks.

Frankly, reading a few versions of the email, it doesn’t sound like a troll at all. It seems to me like a high school student with very little exposure to the academy (and the ways that academics are used to doing things), doing her best to find out whether she wanted to study at various institutions, while simultaneously gathering opinions for her thesis. That would explain the weird distribution of institutions involved (Rutgers, Harvard, Wisconsin-Madison, Wisconsin-Milwaukee, Princeton, UT Dallas, Colorado State): goal schools, safety schools, all that.

Congratulations in providing more reasons for Gen Z — the most savage of us all — to hate you, faculty.

Philip W. Magness knows what’s up:

It’s enough to make one seriously wonder about the overall intellectual health of the profession. While spam and phishing scams should certainly be treated with caution if for no other reason than the risk of virus infections or identity theft, the fact that Burnett’s immediate instinct was to imagine an elaborate right-wing entrapment plot suggests that ideologically-driven paranoia has found a welcome home in some sectors of the academy.

Ugh, Internet Service Providers

True life: I once lived without home internet for three years because I hated my ISP options (and also couldn’t afford it). The library and the unlimited data plan on my phone got me through that period of my life.

Now I’m in a position to set up internet service again, and this time I don’t have the luxury of an unlimited data plan. I’m with Republic Wireless, which is dirt cheap but runs on wifi most of the time — so half of my phone data is tied to wifi.

I’ve also committed myself to posting on this blog every day, so internet is a necessity.

Since I point-blank refuse to contract with Comcast and my new landlord will not allow a dish on the building, my choices are Century Link or Frontier.

Frontier sounded promising (in theory).

Storytime:

  • I called Frontier because I heard they had just rolled out in my neighborhood. I was moving into a new place and needed Internet, and this was when Comcast/Verizon opposition to Net Neutrality was really starting to peak.
  • Fronter had great pricing and options, but couldn’t get a technician to do the setup for 2 weeks. Also, they wanted over $100 for the setup fee. I said thanks, but no thanks, my job depends on me having Internet access to tend to emergencies that could pop up in the middle of the night, so 2 weeks with no connectivity is a showstopper. We hang up the call and I never signed up, agreed to, authorized, whatever — I at no point during this brief phone call elected to be a Frontier customer.
  • Frontier processes me as a new customer. They send me a modem in the mail, and then a past due notice, saying I’m 60 days past due on my setup fees.
  • I called Frontier and asked them “what the fuck.” They proceed to promise me that it was just a mistake. The rep instructed me that ‘I didn’t need to return the modem, I could just throw it away (wtf) and that this would all get cleared up when the next “cycle” ran or whatever.’ (I got all of this in writing)
  • 30 days later, I got a notice from Frontier notifying me that they were turning my account over to third-party collections. I freak the fuck out on customer service and on Twitter until I got a senior manager in their support org speaking with me directly on the phone. She finally cleared things up, and I got all of the outcomes in writing from her directly.

So, long story long, FUCK FRONTIER.

 

Looks like I’m stuck with Century Link.

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