B-type messes & dreams: Why Tetris is the ONLY game I play

tetris time

There’s a whole big wide world of nerd-ing that I don’t get: Gaming. I don’t like playing video games, and I don’t really like board games all that much. I’m more of a puzzle kind of girl. But I still have the very first Game Boy that I bought with my very own money. It’s “berry” (because Game Boy Color had just come out) and it only ever has one game inside of it — Tetris.

When I shared that photo above on my Instagram, I immediately got the question “what’s your highest level?” Is that like the Tetris equivalent of “how much do lift, bro?” I think so. ;) Here’s the deal: Although I’ve been playing this game since I was a pre-teen, and I consistently beat everyone in our yearly family vacation Tetris competitions, I have NO IDEA what my highest level is. But I do remember seeing the rocket at least twice in my life.

I still keep this bad boy in my bedside table, and it’s actually one of the things that helps me manage my anxiety. You wouldn’t think that a game that gets increasingly faster and harder would help my anxiety, but for some reason it does.

Nowadays, I play the B-type levels and work on building the blocks down instead of working on leveling up. I mean, obviously I level-up as I play, but I like the anxiety-easing pleasure of un-fucking the B-type messes. Maybe there’s something about it that reminds me that there’s nothing so fucked up that it can’t be un-fucked. And if all it gets out of control, and I find a B-type mess that I can’t un-fuck, there’s always another chance to fix it, and not just fix it, but clear up the space and level up like a BOSS.

I have always liked to play Tetris before bed because it relaxes me, plus there’s the added Tetris Effect bonus. Have you ever noticed that you dream about Tetris after you’ve been playing it… like… a wee bit too much? Oh yes, it’s been proven playing too much Tetris will pattern your thoughts, mental images, and dreams! To get all Wikipedia rabbit-hole-y with it, it’s a form of hypnagogic imagery!

In short, science has proven that Tetris is the coolest game ever.

You can imagine, then, my immense pleasure when stumbling upon this bedding design on ModCloth… Read More

Stormy day-themed bedroom decor

stormy home decor

A rare storm approaches LA. I’m excited — we desperately need some rain, AND I love nothing more than curling up before my “fireplace” and listening to the drops falling on the roof.

Grey is my new favorite color when it comes to home decor. I’ve rounded up a bit of, well, everything. From the bed to the bedskirt, and the the floor to ceiling, here’s my take on bringing the certain-something of a stormy day, inside your bedroom… Read More

How I hacked my anxiety with my iPhone

Oh hai. This is my being ready for an American Horror Story: Coven-themed party a full hour and a half before I need to leave.

Oh hai. This is my being ready for an American Horror Story: Coven-themed party a full hour and a half before I need to leave.

If you’ve been paying attention… or attended an event with me… or attempted to make a movie date with me, you know that I have intense anxiety. A large portion of my anxiety revolves around timeliness.

I am the most on time mother fucker you know. I’m the definition of “If you’re early, you’re on time, and if you’re on time, you’re late.”

Know this about me… Read More

My tiny, apartment-friendly fireplace

That guy I married likes to joke that it’s because I’m a Leo (a fire sign) that I’m OBSESSED with fire places. My best girl friend Jessica makes fun of me for freaking out EVERY TIME there’s a fireplace at an open house. The house could be a dilapidated wreck, reek of cat piss, and have zero character, and I’ll always go, “OOH! There’s a fire place!”

My parents fireplace.

My parents fireplace.

So when I spent a few days at my parents’ house in Texas last month, I barely moved from in front of their fireplace. If I could have gotten INTO the hearth, I would have. Seriously, this was my “office” for the trip… Read More