This is the third post in a series featuring blogs that are on my daily Must-Read list. Some of them are from people I know personally, and others are from random people I found on the internet in one way or another, but all of them are worthwhile reading.
heidikins.com is beautifully written by one of my old roommates.
I've had many roommates since I first moved out of my mom's house 7 years ago (wow! time flies). About 8 roommates if I'm counting correctly. Well, 9 if you count Ian. But a live-in BF and a friendly roommate are two different things entirely.
I never had a long-term roommate that I didn't like. (Short-term roommates are another story. There was once this short-term roommate that we had for the summer who smelled like carcass. That's the only way I can describe it. And she stiffed me on utilities. Most unbearable summer of my life.)
Most of my roommates were very close friends of mine while we lived together, and some of them still are. heidikins was not one of those roommates.
Like I said, there was never a long-term roommate I didn't like, so I always liked heidikins just fine, but for some reason, we never bonded while we lived together. I never really got to know her and she never really got to know me. And that's why I'm really glad heidikins found me online recently so that we could sort of get reacquainted through our respective blogs.
Some people are easier to get to know in writing. I'm definitely one of those people. Chalk it up to social anxieties, or whatever, but it's generally much easier to get to know me through my writing than through interacting with me in person. Of course, once I'm comfortable with you, I'm much more open in person, but depending on how well we relate to each other, it may take a long time to get to that point.
Anyway, I'm not sure if heidikins is the same way -- if it's easier to get to know her through her writing -- but I've definitely learned more about her by reading her archives over the past couple months than I ever learned by living with her for a year or so. For one thing, I never knew she was such a great writer. I'm rather envious of her craft, actually. You are in for a very funny, heart-warming, adventurous, stylish, and emotional ride over at heidikins.com. Let's get started, shall we?:
heidikins on shoes:
About (under construction)2007 June 29, 7:23 pm
Filed under: Uncategorized
I have an affinity for shoes…ok, I am obsessed with shoes. I have, as of January 2008, 176 pairs of shoes in my closet. Ok, that’s not exactly true, I don’t have a “closet”, I have an entire room for my shoes. All stacked up in their boxes with photos so I can immediately locate my red strappy sandals or my favorite peep-toe wedges.
When I say “I am obsessed with shoes” I am completely serious. And this is a far healthier addiction than say drugs, or sports cars, or man-whoring… for every new pair of shoes I get several days of “new shoe high”, so to speak. Day of purchase, day of first wear, day of first compliment… it really is an economical and efficient addiction.
heidikins on books (and a little bit more about shoes):
When Books Happen to Good Peopleheidikins ranting about passive-aggression:
Some people are addicted to coffee.
Some people are addicted to Diet Coke.
Some people cannot possibly imagine a day going by without a little chocolate.
Some people are completely consumed by dogs and cats and other little furry creatures.
I’m not one of those people; I used to eat chocolate daily, but a certain sweet-tooth revolution has recently curbed that craving and I can’t seem to figure out how to make my body uncurb. Other than a certain affinity to the smell of bleach and a whole-hearted obsession with stilettos, wedges and peep-toes, I am also quite addicted to books.
Stacks of paper, sewed together and filled with tiny –but particular– smudges of ink that somehow transport readers to another time, another world, another life…mmmm, is there anything more fantastic? For most of my life I have had a book tucked into my bag or under my arm. I read on the train, I read during my lunch break, I read before I go to bed and I usually try and get a few pages in while I eat my breakfast –if I eat breakfast. I am a woman obsessed! A bonafide bookworm, and proud of it.
Just gettin’ it off my chest2008 January 31, 10:31 am
Filed under: Dear So-and-so
How is it possible that in a world more-or-less populated by adults, passive-aggressive people still exist, still thrive, and still manage to get away with these little stunts that remind me of an 8th grade gossip-fest/cat-fight thing. Seriously. I believe that the vast majority of individuals with whom I interact have mastered the English language. It makes logical sense that if/when there is any kind of issue to be addressed, regardless of the genre that issue falls under, these people can construct a passive-aggressive-free paragraph to explain their concerns and lay out a plan of action. No? And due to my status as a real life “adult”, I think it is fair to expect that from other adults. Furthermore, if an individual will not address me directly with whatever issue that is keeping them up at night, I see absolutely no reason to attempt to rectify the situation.
This is the type of conversation that is absolutely unacceptable. Please consider revising for maximum (or, rather, any type of) results.
“Ohmygosh, I am like, so mad at you right now. Like we’re totally fighting.”
….We are? Why?
“Ohmygosh, like, I can’t even talk about it. But I just wanted you to know that I am, like, so mad at you right now…”
“Heidi, what you did/said/wrote/thought/are really offended me.”
…Oh? I’m sorry. What did I say/do/write/think?
“Just think about it.” (speaker proceeded to stick her nose in the air and then snub me for the duration of the event we were both attending.)
“I can’t believe how you treated So-and-So”
….Um, I’m sorry. I haven’t spoken to or seen So-and-So for over a month. What are you talking about?
“Oh, you KNOW what I’m talking about.”
…Uh huh. Right.
Additionally, if you are the type of person who lets something fester for weeks, months, or years, please don’t expect me to know what you are talking about when you refer to “that time” from 3rd grade, or even last summer. I have a strict rule in relationships, romantic and otherwise, that I believe you may want to consider adopting.. If you (you being the other half of the relationship) do or say something that hurts my feelings, I have exactly 7 days to bring it up and resolve the issue. If this window of time passes, I am required to immediately forgive and forget and am not allowed to bring up this grievance in any argument or conversation going forward. This may not be the most brilliant or effective plan; but it sure beats holding a grudge for fifteen years.
heidikins on being in the right/wrong place at the right/wrong time:
In which I discuss how I accidentally helped catch a bonafide Bad Guy(From Sra: How can you compete with a blog opening like that?)2008 April 10, 9:44 am
Filed under: Driving Miss Daisy
- Alternate Title 1: In which I discuss how a routine trip to the airport landed me in the middle of a police chase.
- Alternate Title 2: In which I ask the Utah Highway Patrol for diplomatic immunity for services rendered, or at least a free pass for the Carpool Lane.
- Alternate Title 3: In which Miss Daisy takes one for the team, gets squnched, and I end up on T.V…wearing no bra.
Clearly, something kind of exciting has happened. Before I get into all the details, let me reassure ya’ll that I am fine. I’m a bit sore and a little achey, but I am really ok.
These excerpts couldn't possibly do justice to all the pure gems there are to be read at heidikins.com. So add her feed, and get reading. This is one blog you don't want to miss.