because i take a million

advice for the signs based on people i know
  • aries: when under heavy fire, deflecting the bullets into allies isn't always the best idea.
  • taurus: not all your problems can be laughed off or bottled up. the smile is bound to crack, and the jar is bound to overflow. why are you so scared to open up?
  • gemini: don't play games with people. stop sending so many hints and start telling people what you really want.
  • cancer: be more daring. stand up for yourself. try new things. don't be afraid to go after what you really want.
  • leo: at times you can just be a porcupine looking for a hug. learn to let people go if they don't have enough padding, and find people who are more suited to the job.
  • virgo: not everything is a puzzle. even if it were, figuring yourself out is a better place to start than everything else.
  • libra: what you're looking for isn't always far away. take a closer look at what's around you and you might be surprised by the chances that are already laying at your feet.
  • scorpio: nothing is permanent. when you're caught in a storm with no turning back, adjust your rain boots, zip up your coat, and just push forward.
  • sagittarius: your problems will not fix themselves. don't complain about how they aren't getting better if you refuse to work on them yourself.
  • capricorn: find the balance. don't throw yourself into only one thing at a time and neglect all the other things around you during it. sometimes you need to take breaks.
  • aquarius: numbness can't kill, but when you can't feel a severed arm, it can be a problem. start thinking about your feelings, and start thinking about the feelings of others around you. keep the good intentions, ditch the blindfold.
  • pisces: coping mechanisms can kill. stop running away from everything that troubles you. being a hypocrite hurts others more than it does yourself. take a deep breath. some things take time.

Doing agency paperwork is even more lame without a placement. I finally forced myself to finish the fire drill summary and biannual cultural event forms. Gross.

Strenuous exercise=postpartum bleeding. Good to know. Went on a long uphill hike while baby-wearing. Got home. Blood. Cried. “Justinnnnn. I think I’m starting my perioddddd. I’m sooooo saddddd.” Then it stopped. HALLELUJAH. Stay away, monthly visitor. It’s been a year and I don’t miss you one bit.

Valentine’s Day was pleasant. J went overboard. So many chocolates and stuffed animals and flowers. I only got one of my projects finished, figures. It’s pretty hard to get things done with a cute baby just lying there, cooing. I need to get better at managing my time. Especially if we get a new placement soon.

Btw, I don’t take a million pictures of AD because I’m bored. I actually don’t get bored. I take pictures because I love taking pictures and editing pictures. Or editing anything, really. I used to edit my friends’ essays in college…for fun. Anyway. To all those people reading this who judge my picture-taking nonsense, I don’t watch TV like you do. Taking pictures is my downtime.

Speaking of, I want to buy a nice camera. I can’t really justify it though, unless I pursue becoming a photographer. I rather write or edit but that’s too competitive. And I’m only interested in going back to Real Estate if we go back to CA since that’s where my license is. I’ll need to find something to occupy my time in FL. I’m pretty damn excited to move next year, btw. I daydream about it all the time.

But yes. Someone help me justify buying a nice camera please.


Christmas Rhett: 2008 vs. 2014


notes | Just a short, fun scene that would take place post One in a Million, because I couldn’t resist. (pretty short, currently hacking my lungs out)

title | careful

“Apparently as part of this team doctor thing, I occasionally get tickets to the games that I’m not on duty for,” Noa states, sans any kind of hello or preamble, sliding in next to Mario where he’s riffling through a set of charts at the nurse’s station. Their shift has barely started and it’s a Tuesday, which means that the ER is blissfully calm for what will likely be a fairly short period of time. “So are you busy on Thursday night?”

Surprised, Mario looks up from the paperwork he’s been scanning through, trying to discharge a patient who definitely could have waited to see their regular doctor in the morning. “I can be,” he answers distractedly, staving off a smile as he glances up to find her watching him, dark eyes sharp and one brow arched in question. “Trying to make sure you don’t look stupid when you have to actually talk to the players?” He gives into the urge to grin now, just that wolfishly amused quirk of a smile as she rolls her eyes at him.

“I mean, I can put them back together without understanding the foul they just got, but if it makes you feel cool and many to explain sports, I guess you can enjoy your consolation prize for not getting the job.”

The quirk of his grin splits wide open on his corresponding laugh, head shaking as Mario scratches a few last notes into his patient file before dropping it back onto the counter. “I’m driving,” he tells her, as if it would at all impact the fact that he’s going (he was already sold at ‘are you busy’).

“Whatever makes you feel better,” but she’s ducking her head on her own wild grin as she walks off to check on one of her patients, leaving Mario to sift through the remaining charts for his next case.

“Careful Dr. Savetti.” Jessie pipes up from behind the counter. Surprised, Mario glances over to him, to see Mama beaming knowingly, “that one will break your heart if you’re not careful.”


Root/Shaw Parallels: 4x11

‘Die for something that you love’

Tuesday, 25th August 2015

Today was a lot busier than expected but I got to start on this year’s bullet journal. I can’t believe I’ve had my last bullet journal for over a year now so it’ll be odd to reach for a new notebook in my bag; trust me to get sentimental over a notebook full of mundane lists! This is my index for this year and I think I’ve finally found my ideal system; I just need to find the right pen because as much as I love these frixion pens they take approximately ten million years to dry which is not what I’m looking for. 

Help With a Script?

Hello, Lovely Readers!

I am writing a script for next week’s video, called “How to Achieve Your Childhood Dreams,” and I would love it if you’d take a look at it. It’s a first draft and I’m not sure if I’m really nailing the info in the way I want.

Is it clear? Does it come off like I’m dodging the question or like I’m giving a helpful and honest perspective? Too long/too short? Which parts? (Keep in mind, there aren’t a ton of jokes in it, because I usually just improvise the funny bits.)

Thanks a million for taking a look!

- Mike

Here’s how it goes.

You’re born.

You’re a kid, and the world is a sphere of discoveries. It feels huge but also comfortingly small, like it was built with you in mind: After all, when you’re out at night, the moon follows your car home.

You’re a little older, and realize there isn’t a fairy tale forest in the back of that wardrobe.

You’re nearing adulthood, and it seems like all the people who told you to shoot for the stars are now telling you to be realistic, whatever that means.

You’re an adult, and sometimes you feel like you’re going in the wrong direction. Maybe you ask yourself, what happened to that beautifully hopeful kid?

Was he full of crap?!

Here’s the question of the day: How do you achieve your childhood dreams? I’m here to tell you, I think it is absolutely possible, and easier than you imagine, if you approach them the right way.

Now, before we start, it’s helpful to know exactly what we mean by the term “childhood dreams.” If your childhood dream was to be Lance Bass, I don’t want to be jerky, but short of finding yourself in an ‘80s body-switch comedy, you cannot be Lance Bass. There’s a difference between a dream and a fantasy.

Of course, that leads to the question: How do I tell the difference? We’ll get there in a minute.

For now, Step One: Identify the Dream. Whether it’s to be a stay-at-home dad or WNBA MVP, write it down.

Step Two: Examine the Specific What. What is it about that dream, specifically, that makes you want to pursue it? If you want to be a music journalist for Rolling Stone, is it because you love music, because you love to write, because you want to hang out with famous people?

Step Three: Examine the Specific Why. Why do you want to fly like an astronaut? I’m here to tell you that there are secrets within your childhood dreams, some of them maybe counterintuitive. But here’s the thing about dreams, goals, etc.: I don’t think we’re motivated by actual stuff; I think we’re ultimately motivated by how we believe things will make us feel.

So ask yourself, what emotion or meaning are you really pursuing? Significance, love, excitement? From there, you can go to ….

Step Four: With the Why and the What, Widen the Target! Listen, the truth is, there are some jobs—let’s say, being an astronaut—that are very hard to get. And it would be incredibly sad if you lived your whole life telling yourself that the only way you can be happy is if you go to the International Space Station.

Your job as an adult who wants to be happy is to find ways to get versions of those feelings you’re longing for. Maybe you’re looking for is probably wonder, excitement. Maybe you can take a zero-G flight, or go to Space Camp, or do something counterintuitive like go white-water rafting. If you want to be at Rolling Stone, maybe you can work toward that by starting a blog on the local music scene. Or maybe you’re looking for significance you think will come from being around famous people. Try volunteering—the best way to feel good about yourself as a person is to help somebody else.

I often ask myself when I’m writing: What is the least amount of work I can do to make this awesome? So you might ask, what is the easiest path to accomplish my meaning and happiness?

Step Five: Give Up. J/K. Kinda.

Here is a very inspiring adulthood secret: A lot of adulthood is about cost/benefit analysis. If pursuing something is making you miserable, there does come a time when you have to pivot—not “give up,” but pivot—to another dream. Corny as it sounds, sometimes you have to let go of your dreams to find your destiny. And if any single thing comes to represent all hopes of happiness, that is dangerous territory.

But Step 5 is also known as: Make new dreams! We need goals as humans.

If it seems like I’ve spent this video telling you to achieve your dreams by changing them, well, that’s not entirely the point. We should just get to know ourselves well enough to not be beholden to a single vision of joy. As Hank Green said, Past You didn’t know as much as Present You. Let Present You be the awesomest it can be.