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Portland phone book was delivered to my apartment this morning. My Portland phone book. For my apartment. Is it weird that this makes me feel more legit as an independent person than I felt BEFORE I had a phone book? I had a similar feeling earlier this summer when a fly got in and it was buzzing around my window trying to get out... I took a picture. It was my first house fly. My mom always said they were disgusting creatures and my step-dad made sure to kill them. My real dad went so far as to get one of those tennis racket-looking things that's electrified so he could fry them. I like house flies. I let him be. And it was my decision, because this is MY apartment. 27 years old and never lived on my own till now. Never been single till now either. Now I've got a couple kittens I'm taking care of for the local shelter, I'm taking a Spanish class online, I'm getting certified for a medical laboratory tech license and just generally trying to save up a little money so I can get out of debt and live free. I'm doing it. I've got less than $200 to my name, but I have a house fly and a phone book and a couple of really cute kittens and a place to keep them all and a car to take us places. I'm feeling pretty real right now. Not bad, not good (well, the phone book made me feel a little fuzzy), just real. Anyone else have experiences that just made them feel a little more... tangible?
It's been a long time since I was in your position but congrats! And I just happened to get one of those electrified bug zappers yesterday. Best thing I've bought all year but I've been using it mostly for fruit flies. I have no idea where those little things keep coming from but I guess it's just that time of year.
Something to be said for that feeling of independence and the little inner joy of control over your own environment. Nice to read you are settling into your own place and your own skin! :daisy:
i can't say i ever felt any different after receiving a phone book. i do think i've used phone books to kill a few house flies before though.
Hello, I'm glad it's all coming together for you . Well, phone books. I had my last phone book in, hmm, 1994 or so. I liked the smell of it . Regards Gyro
If a phone book to you is a symbol of independence than I’m happy for you, but I've always believed that the phone book was the biggest waste of natural resources around. Even back when I was living with my parents we had so many phone books around the house it was ridiculous. Yellow pages, white pages, and a separate special addition business pages. We had 3 phone lines so it was 9 books - every year Hotwater
Congrats on getting your own place! the other day my brother told me, in passing and related to something we were discussing, that I was just getting stated in life. It sounds like an odd thing to take as a compliment but a few short years ago he would have chosen the words "floundering in life" rather than getting started. for most of my 20s I felt like an overgrown kid. In the past couple of years I've finally started feeling like an adult. I guess its an ok feeling lol
Wrong Portland, fella, sorry. I'm in Maine. But don't feel bad. I'm not even in my own phone book. No landline. Only got a mobile. Somehow it's even better that it's a Portland phone book, though. I'm not living in the boonies in the middle of NY anymore, 4 hours away from the nearest civilization... I'm where people and life and access to healthy resources are... Where things happen that matter. Even though I don't live directly in Portland, I know it's a short 15 minutes away. I never thought that would matter to me, but I guess I just never realized how lonely I felt when I lived in NY. Even though I like to keep to myself, it's nice to at least have the possibility of interacting with someone that doesn't have a podunk, small-town mindset that will dismiss me as a weirdo. There's hope out here... Endless, boundless hope. Sky's the limit. Thanks! I go back and forth, myself. I know our generation is kind of tending to be more big kids that can balance our checkbooks than "adults" anyway. I like that. Makes me feel a little less defective.
