Your Notes App is Revelatory

because your Notes App is Real

Jun 16, 2025

While taking my daily walk through my Notes App- AKA every single coveted and stupid and private thought I’ve ever had, AKA my pathway to success, AKA a Girl’s Key to the Future and What She Wants to Buy at Ulta <3- I stumbled across this dumbass Piece of Me:

Note the time stamp. This has been cracking me up and really just reminding me how funny it is to exist in this modern world and to try to keep it real in the one darn place you can be: your Notes App. I briefly considered lying to myself- I fell asleep before I was able to write down pray for those who wrong me and start a savings account, but I am kind of loving the clarity and simplicity with which my priorities are laid out and, honestly, compared to other Birthday Lists I’ve written in the past, these aren’t the most unrealistic goals. Shallow? A little. But you don’t know the deeper well of intention from which I’m approaching this list. Everything is a pathway to God if you consecrate it… and I’m so serious.

I’m not in the mood to post a selfie, so here are some genuine insights into my life, Brain, loves, and SELF, through the Notes I’ve written this month:

The syrup is of lesser importance than the pebble ice but sometimes a splash of vanilla in your fountain Diet Coke will have you feeling like Sonic the Hedgehog collecting his final gold ring. That is to say, Super Sonic. I made that analogy before remembering that the greatest provider of quality ice and syrup is the fast food chain known as Sonic. Interesting parallels the mind makes… Anyway. It’s 2025, we need to get to figuring out where the good ice is.

I just found myself doing some light research on a Sonic Wiki page and, uh, did Sonic write this?

bravely sharing that I used the word ‘butthurt’ in 2025.

Have you ever noticed how defensive people get when you criticize their inanimate objects? It is such a special quirk of humankind. I’ve noticed it most around dishwashers. Everyone is so protective over their lousy dishwasher. When someone comes in and makes a benign comment about the rack formation or weird silverware holder or whatever, it’s about to get passive aggressive- at best. The owner of the slighted dishwasher will reply with a dismissive shrug, a huff, “it’s actually designed this way so the forks get more clean…” etc. All the while they also hate the damn dishwasher! This also happens a lot with car bluetooths. Bluetoothes? Almost every car I’ve been in has a fucked up Bluetooth system, and everyone hates it except the owner of the car, who of course hates it in private but if their friends have something to say about it, you better believe they will defend that speaker setup until they’re blue in the face (and teeth-sorry). Of course, I love this phenomenon. Loyalty to inanimate objects we didn’t even seek out in the first place. That’s a beautiful part of the human experience.

It was Heaven……………

Carli and I had a beautiful night watching It’s Complicated together and we could not stop laughing at Alec Baldwin’s whole deal, specifically his addiction to smizing every time he was on camera. #prayforAlecBaldwin

Finally, here are two to-do lists that kind of reflect my inner world right now. I have never been more dedicated to Staying Home. Almost addicted to my personal puttering time. When my coworkers ask how I spent my weekend, I have no choice but to look them dead in the eye and say “I wrote down my goals hopes dreams etc.” Maybe it’s inspiring for them.

People don’t want to admit that sometimes you need to actively workshop a new Instagram handle… however this is all part of a creative life and therefore I’m politely asking that you watch this space… I will think of something clever to change it to by mid-2026.

The Indiana Jones story conference transcript is an enlightening and even inspiring document, and I’ve been enjoying reading a behind-the-scenes look at the conception of Indiana Jones before bed every night. I would also like to add- and it will come as a surprise to no one- that George Lucas seems like a major control freak addicted to the sound of his own voice.
The outfits DO NOT ever get planned, by the way.

In this moment I am feeling insecure to be sending this little update out to you, my precious subscribers, perhaps because it feels so… dumb. But I am nothing if not a little low-brow! It makes the times I am sentimental and smart so much sweeter, wouldn’t you say? Thank you for indulging me with your readership, I really do love to share. Now I’m off- must get to work on my 2021 body- xoxo.