Taking a little break

Hey everyone! And Happy New Year!

I’m going to be taking a bit of a break from blogging this year. I created my New Year’s Resolutions and they ended up being more private than something I want to discuss in this open platform. I’m choosing to old school journal instead. I may pop in here now and again if I’ve got something I want to share, but for now I think most of my thoughts will be offline.

I wish everyone a happy 2020!

-Amy Uncharted

2019 in review…

It’s that time again!

Usually I go line by line on my resolutions I had for the year and talk about what worked well and what didn’t. It was a weird year though. I feel like I accomplished so much, but none of them were specific goals I had.

I bullet journaled for a hot second and I wish I’d stuck with it. I abandoned it by March, but reading up on the start of the year was interesting. I fell HARD for someone. Like to the point that my bullet journal is just an obsession ‘ode to the person. It literally reads like a middle schooler’s diary with couple initials scribbled everywhere. (Okay I didn’t actually do that, but you get the point). I learned a lot (and unfortunately am still learning) from that crush. Catching feelings for someone IS possible after promising myself I would NEVER AGAIN. Reflecting on it now I realize how very safe that crush was…is? I think subconsciously I knew that nothing would ever happen, so I could sit and pretend and obsess without actually ever being vulnerable. I’ve got actual big plans for my love life in 2020 so stay tuned for that.

I feel the only area of my year I was truly successful in was my friendships. My life is absolutely filled with the most incredible and kind people. My vision board at the start of the year just said simply “true, supportive, honest, and funny FRIENDS”. Damn the universe delivered. Even beyond friends, I’ve met just some really interesting people and realized that I actually enjoy the company of others.

I absolutely failed in my fitness/health goals. I literally didn’t have the energy. There is also a weird fear laced within it all. I’m afraid of facing my body. Looking at it and trying to love it, I fear that I’ll fail and…become miserable again? I’ve realized that I avoid A LOT out of fear of becoming “my old self” again. It’s why I don’t pursue love and why I’ve developed a blase attitude towards food/health. If I’m not trying I’m not failing right? Wrong I know, but that’s where my mind was this year. And failing is big for me. It’s not a trip or a stumble. I FALL. And I just can’t afford that. I worked to hard to get my mind right. To be happy. And I’m TERRIFIED of that going away. I have ‘happiness’ in a death grip right now and I need to ease up and just let life be.

I had a big career goal that I didn’t reach this year and that’s okay. I know it will happen when the time is right. I spent this year being complacent and intentionally stuck in my current career. I’ve definitely grown comfortably uncomfortable which means it’s time to move on. Watch out 2020 I’ve got plans for that too.

Next post will by my annual 50 Resolutions post. I’ve got some cool things in the works and I feel really positive moving into the new year. I’m ready to say good bye and thank you to 2019. Oh yeah! And I’ll also be celebrating my 2 year LA anniversary.





Brain Dump

You should know that I come here weekly, type out a blog, delete it all, then shut my computer and move on. I have been in a real creative funk recently. This whole year actually. And it’s not that I don’t have things to say. I literally come and write out an entire post. It’s my confidence in posting it that’s lacking. It’s not interesting enough. Pointless. Stupid. I’ve also had a hard time containing my thoughts and capturing them into sentences that will resonate with anyone. I’m going to post this today though. Regardless of any of my insecurities.

Part of the problem is that my mind and life has been a complete jumble of thoughts and reflections. I worry about having ONE post about too many things, but whatever. This will be a brain dump today.

Things that I’ve done in the last few months that were cool:

-I moved to Hollywood! I absolutely love it. I have an amazing roommate and we live in the heart of the city. Something I’ve wanted for as long as I can remember. I’m a block away from a Starbucks. There is a movie theater across the street. And the nightlife here is crazy, though I haven’t fully explored that. The energy here is wonderful. I’ve always said I liked living in the city just to know that there were things going on around me whether I chose to participate or not. The same goes here. Everything is alive.

-I got to meet Lilly Singh again. Right before the launch of her late night show too. She was as lovely as ever. Honestly, her energy is….I’m at a loss for words. You hug her and she radiates this…something. I don’t know what I’m trying to even say. She looks you directly in the eye when you speak to her and you just know that you are fully being seen. It’s an indescribable feeling. The day after I met her I skipped out of work early to go to the taping of her show. Watching her work was incredible. I can’t imagine how exhausting it must be with all the projects she is juggling. I feel inspired and alive when I see her. I don’t have any “real life” mentors, but Lilly Singh has been the closest to that for me. She is with me when I’m struggling to push through the day or when I need a boost of confidence. I could write pages on this, but you get the point.

-I’ve met Grace and Mamrie 3 times since I last blogged. That’s nuts! I went to VidCon, a taping of TMGW in Seattle, and one in Irvine, CA. I’ve said it time and time again, but I owe my life to these women. The kindness they show to their fans is absolutely incredible and I will forever be thankful for the part they have played in my life.

Some thoughts that have been swirling around in my head:

-I had my work 1 year anniversary a few weeks back. It’s really interesting to see how far I’ve come socially. I’ve worked with the most amazing people this last year and made friends that I know will be with me forever. I’ve really struggled making friends since…college. And, if I’m being honest, I still struggle. I have a hard time being open with people or just being myself. I always worry I’m too much. So I hold myself back. I don’t text or call as much as I want to. I don’t ask too many questions out of fear I’ll overstep. This prevents a lot of my friendships from being anything other than surface level. I have grown a lot over the last year and have a couple of friends who have truly shown me that I’m an okay person. I remember when I was first invited out for drinks after work I was so nervous and thought everyone hated me. I literally had convinced myself of that. I thought “well, that was fun but it won’t happen again”. And then…I was invited out the next time. It’s silly to think about now, but I was so surprised that people actually wanted to hang out with me. I’m still surprised by it sometimes. These friends have taught me so much over this year though. I regularly sit in my head with this gratefulness that I’m feeling now. I am beyond lucky that these people came into my life.

-I feel completely directionless. I’m trying not to fall into despair over this and just go with the flow of life and experiences, but it does bum me out that I don’t know what I want. Career wise? No clue. I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m not entirely happy in the position I have anymore, but I don’t know what I want. Love life? What do I want? No. Fucking. Clue. I do really well alone. In that, nothing triggers my anxiety. But it’s a bit lonely. But I’m doing okay…I think?

-My life as it is going right now, is not sustainable. I have FOMO like you would not believe when I turn down invitations. I also genuinely like hanging out with the people that invite me out. I’ve never been in the position where every weekend is booked with plans. I need to budget. I need to get back my morning routine. For my sanity. There is this little thing in me that is worried though. Will I be forgotten? I worry I will. And then I will be alone again. Wow we’re gettin’ real here.

So, I think this is long enough and I’m fighting the urge to delete it all. I’m going to try to get a few more posts in here before the year ends.


Back in the day when I would get stuck in loops in my head I would write letters I’d never send. I have documents on my computer that are pages long, written to people I admired. I’d mainly go in circles about being lonely, confused, and directionless. I’d tell them my craziest goals and dreams. Things I was afraid to say out loud or to anyone I really knew because they seemed so outlandish and impossible. I suppose it was a form of self soothing. It was a way for me to talk kindly to myself. I found this today and it made me both sad and inspired.

December 30th, 2016

…What I need this year is to be good to myself. I need to make this the year of getting well.

You can do this. You had a really rough year but you made it. You will hit low low points again, but know that they are temporary. This is where you bring your strength. You complete everything you start…you will do this. You will be okay.

And I was. And I am.









I am afraid of everything. I had a moment the other day when I realized this and it kind of made me stop in my tracks. It sounds negative, but really it was an empowering epiphany. If I look at all I’ve done DESPITE this overwhelming fear I conquer everyday, I am absolutely amazed with myself. Honestly, a couple of days ago I had an actual out of body experience where I could feel the very real fear, but see myself pushing through it. My car was rear ended by a small semi a couple of years ago and it took me forever to feel comfortable on the road again. On Tuesday this week, I was rear ended while sitting at a stop light. Very minor, but it made that same sickening crunch and jolt. I felt it all over again. As I got out into traffic after getting all the insurance info  I realized how scared I was. I still am. But I’m doing it anyways. I don’t have moments of “Wow Amy, you rock and are amazing!” very often, but while I was driving back to work that day I couldn’t help it. And that feeling has kind of stuck around. I do a lot despite my brains overactive paranoia. I’ve always had this fear inside me. It hasn’t lessened or gone away, but something has changed. I’m moving towards the discomfort. I don’t know why and I don’t know how, but I do know that it feels worth it.

There isn’t much of a lesson here, I just really felt the need to share. I am a fearful person and I’m still living and thriving and I’m proud of myself for that. I don’t recognize my accomplishments often enough, so here I am, doing that today.


Life is beautiful

I’ve found myself being extremely sentimental. Sentimental for the farm. Sentimental about my move to LA and the friends I’ve made thus far. Sentimental about old relationships…I could go on.

I went to the beach yesterday to just reflect on my life, meditate, and think about all the goals I have. The beach has always held a special place in my heart. I would run away there quite frequently when I lived in Washington. Difference is that was a 3-4 hour drive whereas here it’s a 20 minute trip tops. I sat in the sand staring at the ocean, listening to Billie Eilish and taking photos. Then wandered the Santa Monica Pier people watching. It was so beautiful. I found myself getting sentimental again about nature and humans and inhabiting this universe. Sometimes it feels as if this world is so screwed up. Yesterday I felt positive that we are all doing our best and things will be okay. A privileged point of view I know.

I have a lot of thoughts floating around in my head. Ones that I would mention here, but I’m on borrowed computer time (I decided to walk to a small coffee shop where there is only 30 minutes of free internet) but I’m trying to do a monthly check in from here on out.

If anyone has any ideas for writing prompts, I’m taking suggestions. I feel a bit blocked and would really  like to write more while staying on the theme of introvertedness and living in LA. Shoot me an email or comment here with ideas!

-Amy Uncharted

A *Not So* Quick Update

I’ve neglected AmyUncharted this year. See, I started a Bullet Journal (aka BuJo) and it’s kind of everything. I’m able to be all artsy in it, write without censoring, and plan my days/weeks/months ahead of time. Bullet Journaling has really helped me stick to my goals and monitor my habits. I’ve consistently been reading for 45 minutes a day, taken my Biotin each morning (really hoping for some healthy hair and nails), done tarot readings while journaling results and seeking patterns, and started eating 3 meals a day. I absolutely love doodling in it. I have stickers, stencils, pretty markers and pencils. Basically it’s super satisfying for someone who is a bit of a perfectionist and routine-based but wants to branch off and be a little creative. So, that’s why I haven’t been here in a bit. I started this blog for several reasons: a brain dump/free write place for myself, a way to update family and friends on my LA journey, and finally (hopefully) a place for other introverts to learn from my successes and mistakes. That last one I’m still working on. I’m not quite sure how to generate more traffic here. And right now I’m okay basically talking to myself.

So an update on the life of AmyUncharted: Life.Is.Good. I went to Sketchfest in San Francisco mid January to watch live tapings of Not Too Deep with Grace Helbig and This Might Get Weird. I met up with a good group of people and had a lot of fun. And of course at the end of the night we met Grace and Mamrie. It was my first time meeting Grace and she was super nice, giving everyone a nice hello and hug. Mamrie actually remembered me too. I’ve met her enough times that she actually remembered me. ME. I can’t tell you how exciting and validating it is to be seen by someone you completely admire. Being and feeling seen by anyone is so important. And I’ve been incredibly lucky to have the experiences I’ve had.

I also had another amazing “oh my god I so look up to you thank you for talking to me” moment this month. Remember this blog: Neurotic Introvert I posted back in November? Well, I finally got around to reading Captivate by Vanessa Van Edwards. I was so blown away by it, and I did something I’ve never done before. I emailed her. Just to say a quick thank you and tell her how much I enjoyed the book. I didn’t expect anything from it. A day and a half later I received an email back from her. WHAT?! It was pretty amazing to have a dialog with, yet again, someone I totally admire. I learned so much from that book and am amazed that Vanessa took time out of her day to respond.

Overall life has been pretty amazing. My mood has improved drastically since changing career paths a few months ago. I can’t explain what it feels like to actually enjoy going to my job everyday. It’s hard work for sure. Long hours. I’m TIRED. And I’m still broke, but I don’t hate my life. For the first time in 19 years of working, I’m actually proud of what I do and happy to be doing it.

Also something that’s kind of blowing my mind. It’s been 3 years since “the breakup”. I feel like I’ve finally been able to distance myself from all those memories so they don’t hurt as much. Doesn’t mean I don’t miss Sondra or think about her every now and again. I do, and I wish friendship was a possibility. I have remained single by choice and also not by choice over these years and am really enjoying who I’ve become and am becoming. I have done so much in 3 years. I’ve grown so much in 3 years. For that I am thankful for that relationship and the ending of it. To quote Ariana Grande “Thank U, Next”. Not quite sure I’m ready for the “next” part though. Dating apps are shallow and making friends is hard. Besides that I’m absolutely petrified to find someone again. Let the Universe do what it will.

I think I’ve updated you all on everything. Social life, work life, and love life. Yep, check, check, and check. So, AmyUncharted is doing pretty well over here. I’ll try and blog more consistently this month. But if I fail, just know that I’m BuJo-ing it up!

Thanks for the few people who read this. It’s my little brain baby that keeps evolving and I do hope that I’m evolving with it.


My Los Angeliversary

Happy New Year!

As far as how I ended out the year this is all you need to know:

Yes, I met THE Bawse herself. Finally. And I totally spazzed out, but she was super sweet. What a way to end the year. I feel pumped and ready to conquer life!

As many of you already know the New Year is my favorite holiday. Fresh starts, resolutions…I am so on board with those. So, I didn’t complete a lot of what was on my list for last year. However, I did complete a lot in general and that’s what’s important right? Here’s my list:

-Took a belly dancing class
-Took an astrology class
-Went to 3 concerts
-Met Mamrie Hart, Hannah Hart, and Lilly Singh
-Went to comedy shows
-Went to tapings of Not Too Deep
-Went to the Women’s March
-Went to Burning Man
-Met up with Emilie Autumn and Orphan Black fans
-Read 27 books
-Moved to LA
-Found an apartment
-Found a job
-Found a better job and one I’m passionate about

That’s pretty epic. I can’t believe I’ve been here a year already. Time flew by. My take on LA? It’s amazing! I never thought I’d love where I live so much. I always loved Seattle, but never actually felt like I lived there. I rarely left my apartment. Here in LA I’ve found myself to be more adventurous, daring, and willing to go out into the world and DO things.

So, looking forward. I was lacking a lot of motivation to make goals for myself this New Year’s Eve. I was feeling pretty lazy. My main goal for this year is to not focus so much on perfection. I always, like most everyone, get all geared up with my resolutions and it lasts a month or two. Then, I miss a day of working out and I feel like it’s all gone to shit. This year, I want to work on going easy on myself. I still have a lot of goals, but I’m going to approach them differently this year. I like to make a ton of resolutions. It gives me something to focus on. When I feel a lack of motivation as the year goes by, I can always pick a different resolution to work on, never running out of ideas.

It’s become a bit of a tradition for me to hang out by myself on New Year’s Eve, make my resolutions, and watch Dirty 30. While I absolutely love the time I have to myself to reflect on the year and relax, my goal for next year is to have a lot of friends to celebrate with. I imagine myself on a rooftop in LA with a lot of people. I’ll work on manifesting this is 2019.

I wish everyone the best year! Keep an eye out here for some changes (yeah I’ve been saying that all year I know…but for real this time!)

-Amy Uncharted

Neurotic Introvert

Anyone ever heard of the term Ambivert? A person whose personality has a balance of introvert and extrovert features. While I would say I still lean towards being an introvert on most days, I definitely get extroverted bursts.

I learned this term while listening to an Impact Theory podcast with Vanessa Van Edwards.  How to Liberate Yourself from Social Anxiety. Video below.

I HIGHLY recommend watching this one people. I started listening and honestly couldn’t help but pull out a notebook and start taking notes.

One of the coolest things I learned was the Big 5 Personality Traits. Or OCEAN.

O- Openness. How adventurous you are.
C- Conscientious. How organized you are or how you like routine.
E- Extroversion. How you like being around people.
A- Agreeableness. How you work in teams.
N- Neurotic. How you approach worry.

There is a test you can take here to figure out where you stand on this scale.

I’m basically a highly neurotic introvert who doesn’t typically seek out new experiences. I’m improving on that last bit there.

I was so intrigued when Vanessa was speaking about having a neurotic personality. It sounds so negative, but it really just means that people on the highly neurotic scale have a harder time self-soothing. They are more likely to hang motivational quotes around their house (hello, my room is a god damn inspirational poster) because they need external reminders that everything is going to be okay. High neurotics also have a harder time producing serotonin.

My biggest take away here was the importance of “knowing how you are wired versus fighting it”.  I feel like I’ve spent half my life fighting how I am, and I’m looking at myself for the first time with a new pair of eyes. So thank you Impact Theory and Vanessa Van Edwards!

I obviously couldn’t resist buying Vanessa’s book “Captivate: The Science to Succeeding with People”. You can get it on Amazon here. I will probably do a book review at some point.

Hope you all are able to listen to the podcast and learn a bit more about yourself. Let me know how you rank on the Big 5 Personality Test!

Neurotically yours,

Harry Potter Rant and Review


I’m rereading Harry Potter this year. I’m currently on book 5, The Order of the Phoenix. It is by far my least favorite book and movie in the series.

  1. It’s super long, which wouldn’t be an issue if the movie was actually 2 parts. Instead they condensed it into one. Important and necessary pieces were cut, and I just can’t get past that.
  2. Harry is so bitchy and continues to be so after this book. He insists on doing everything himself, refusing the help of his friends. I can relate, but I honestly have to put the book down sometimes just to roll my eyes.
  3. I want to shake Harry and just say “Dammit Harry, just listen to and trust Dumbledore!” His refusal to be cooperative with Snape regarding Occlumency just drives me nuts. Yes, Snape is awful to him, but again…trust Dumbledore!

I haven’t read these books in about 3 years so I’m forgetting a lot of the details. I’m sure there is more that I just can’t stand. I’m 3/4 of the way through. I just need to keep on keepin’ on.

My process this reread is reading the book and then watching the movie. This one is going to be rough with all the changes that were made and the actual events being fresh in my mind.

Anyone else an avid Harry Potter fan? Do you have a book or movie that you just hate?

-Amy Uncharted



Inspiration from the Greats

Oh my god I’m so nervous. My new job starts in T-minus 1.5 hours (I got here 2.5 hours early 😛 ). I’m at the nearby Starbucks in the meantime. I don’t even know what I’m nervous about. It could be left over anxiety from driving here. The drive went find I swear I’m just a mess of nerves.

AHHHH! Okay so I’m just going to post some gifs. This is entirely for myself, so I’m sorry if this post is boring.

Today I will be channeling Lilly Singh. The ultimate BAWSE. And Mamrie Hart. Both strong, amazing women who would totally walk into this job with their head high and just totally knock the first day out of the park.

Kickin’ ass today like:


Walkin’ into job like:



Hard to read that bit, but it says “You are so much stronger than you think you are.” Words of wisdom from Lilly to Mamrie and to myself. Well, here we go!

-Amy Uncharted

Now…where were we?

Let me catch y’all up to speed here. I deleted a couple posts because they were posted in haste when I was angry and needing to vent. And I know I worried some. I see you fam 🙂 Plus, it just took away from the professional tone I’m trying to voice here. I want this blog to kind of go somewhere someday. I’d like it to look pretty. I’d like to offer good advice. And most importantly, I’d like to hopefully inspire people to go out into what can be a scary world and genuinely be themselves.

So basically what happened: I quit my job and literally less than a week later my car’s transmission blew. I was maintaining a positive attitude, but then I got entirely overwhelmed with the fact that I had no source of income, and I was being told it was going to cost $6000 to fix. I stopped applying for the PA jobs that I wanted and started applying for customer service gigs again, and I was getting interview requests. Needless to say, I was disheartened.

Fast forward to now: My brother knew a better mechanic than the one I was working with and we got the cost down to around $2000. I got a rental car because…wait for it…I got a job as a PA working for a YouTube channel! I’m pretty stoked. I’m borrowing a ton of money from my family which is so, so hard for me to do, but I’m thankful they are willing and able to help me out. So things are looking up.

I’m still feeling overwhelmed because I generally just don’t do well with change. Here I am driving a car I’m not comfortable in AND starting a new job, but I can do it. This is such a huge stepping stone for me and gets me so much closer to the big goals I have. For once I feel like I’m headed in some kind of direction. The direction I may have been meant to go this whole time.

So, this is going to be a hectic but fun week. Buckle up everyone!

-Amy Uncharted


Positively Grateful

Welp, it’s quite possible the transmission in my car went out. And yet, huzzah! I still feel positive about life. I’m unemployed, have no way to pay for this car issue, and will probably have to take out a hefty loan, but ya know what? Life is pretty good. Again, I am acing this Reckless Optimism.

Gratitude journals are all the rage and I can’t say I’ve hopped on that train, but it’s been more of a mental thing for me since quitting my job. I feel I have more to be grateful for now.

-I am breathing and my heart beats normally
-I am educated
-I have the most easy going cat
-I have a place to live
-I have access to clean water

The list goes on. How cheesy am I being right now?

I just feel good. That is all.

-Amy Uncharted

OOOHHH also I forgot to wish everyone a happy MONDAY October FIRST. I love when the beginning of the month lands on a Monday. Maybe that’s why I’m feelin’ so good.

Cold Brew = Pure Bliss

I literally run on cold brew coffee.

I am feeling refreshed. Air has suddenly filled my lungs. My heart is pumping. My eyes are starting to see the world again.

Today I found a new coffee shop. It’s pretty cute. As a matter of fact I’m sharing a counter with a tiny succulent and what I can only assume are 4 professional bloggers. God, wouldn’t that be the life? The job. The goal. To just sit in coffee shops talking to the internet all day everyday. *Sigh* One can dream. If only my life were exciting enough to be a lifestyle blogger. I do want to get more serious about my blog though. Starting with an update of photos.

I woke up this morning and had a good long read in my bunny slippers. Ah yes, the  first few days of unemployment are blissful. It’s the days after that panic starts to set in. I do; however, feel pretty confident that I can get this production assistant plan off the ground. I’m going to do a couple of unpaid projects coming up, but I’m hoping they will lead to some connections or hey, I’ll even take friendships.

Also if you just some random things that don’t deserve a whole paragraph:
Avril Lavigne’s new song is awesome (save your judgment)
American Horror Story is creeping me out. Good job.
I just finished The Sinner with Jessica Biel and highly recommend it.
Reading “Well that escalated quickly”…also highly recommend.
I’m only 20 books into my 50 book goal for the year. Let’s do the math (10 books a month)

-Amy Uncharted

Reckless Optimism

Practice Reckless Optimism. I am killin’ this game. Being reckless? That’s a hardcore yes. Optimistic? Unusually yes. I am practicing the shit out of this philosophy created by my fav Hannah Hart. For me it means finding hope in what might be a hopeless situation.

I quit my job.

Yes, let that sink in. Worry about how I will make money, what I will do with my extra time. Worry that I’m not on my meds (I am). Worry that I’m not doing okay. Now, take that worry and for lack of better words…shove it. I am doing the best ever. I feel light. I feel hopeful. I truly feel like I’m moving in the right direction. That job was bringing me down so hard. My mental health was suffering almost beyond repair. I knew I’d be missing more work in the future in order to take care of myself. Monday and Tuesday I literally spent 8 hours staring at my computer or at my phone. I had absolutely zero drive. I couldn’t focus. Blame it on the new meds or whatever. I just couldn’t do it. My nightly self care routine hasn’t been enough to make up for the way I felt 8 hours a day at work.

Here’s what this means. I know I won’t have the freedom to see the shows I have had the privilege and honor to see since moving here. My already non existent social life will suffer because I won’t have money to enjoy any of those activities. I will be taking odd jobs until something better comes along. Honestly the idea of doing something different every day or each week excites me though. I’ve been bored too long. Cubicle life just wasn’t for me.

Speaking of cubicle life. Did I ever mention how I manifested that job? A cubicle job was all I craved while working shitty hours at coffee stands. I’d dream of it. I would feel legitimate if only I had my very own cubicle to decorate. It would mean “I’d made it”. It’s a “real job” if you work a 9-5 doing data entry in a windowless building. About a month into the job I knew this wasn’t what I wanted and yet I stood back in awe at the power of my brain. It’s part of the reason I feel so hopeful now. If I want it bad enough. If I work hard enough. I can have it.

This is why I’m putting every ounce of  energy I have into my goal. I took action. I’m moving forward. Stop worrying because I’m not.

-Amy Uncharted

Goal Manifestation and the Hustle

Happy to report that the mood here has improved. I still hate my job, but the meds make me just go through the motions. Not something I want permanently, but we are in survival mode here people.

So I’ve mentioned I have goals that have no wavered even in this slump I’ve been in. I’ve been hesitant to mention this goal because it seems so unreachable and yet I know  I will make it happen. I’ve never wanted anything more.

I want to work for Unicorn Island Productions in any way shape or form. Even if this means for free. I.Will.Make.This.Happen. I have no idea how mind you, I just know that I will make it work. I want to go to work at something I’m passionate about. Unicorn Island Productions tell stories that aren’t being told in mainstream media and that is what I’ve fallen in love with.

I won’t be told no. I won’t be told “Amy, that’s not going to happen”. I will fight for this. I will come back to this post and sit in awe at the power of a good hustle.

-Amy Uncharted

Vision Boards

I feel at a loss today. I’m in yet another coffee shop. Starbucks my old friend. I should be at work again, but I’m not. I have a doctor’s note and a stack of benzodiazepines. Is this blog getting boring, too real, too heavy? Comment below.

Sorry for the bummer attitude of these most recent posts. What can I say? Amy Uncharted just isn’t feeling as positive as usual. And it’s a weird thing. I’m not feeling depressed per say. I still have my goals in mind that I’m actively pursuing. Life doesn’t feel all that bad. I am just reaching this point where I need to do something of value and what I’m doing now just seems so pointless.

I have this app on my phone called “Subliminal Vision Board”. It’s an electronic vision board generator. I’ve been using it quite heavily and it’s pretty fun and helpful. I’ve created one for Money, Career, and Friends. It’s cool because it lets you add music too. You can take a “Subliminal Take 5” where you look at your vision board while the photos flash in front of you and the music plays. I’ve been watching mine every day and it’s part of what has kept me as positive as possible. Here is one of my vision boards:

vision board

The music that plays along with this one is Lilly Singh’s “Voices”. I find it very inspiring.

I will leave you with that video.

-Amy Uncharted

Aliens and Coffee

I’m sitting at a Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf this morning. Coffee shops are my uppers. Honestly, when I feel shitty I instantly feel a little better with my computer, a cup of coffee, and a comfy chair. What am I doing you might ask? Well, I took the day off. I have a psych appointment at 1:30 and in the mean time I’m job hunting and applying. This is 100% a better use of my time than stressing at work. You may not agree. You may think I’m being lazy or irresponsible, but to that I say I am simply chasing something better. I don’t know what it is…but I know I won’t find it at work today. Am I feeling guilty? You bet. Am I feeling nervous about returning to work tomorrow to 1 million emails, angry customers, and the need for a valid excuse to tell my boss? Indeed. I can’t think about tomorrow. I seriously feel like I’m going to have a heart attack when I do. My heart tightens, I lose my breath, and my stomach drops. What is wrong with me?

When I feel like this you know what I like to do? Think about aliens. I even watch alien documentaries. Why? Because it makes all these stupid problems seem so small and unimportant. Just thinking about the universe(s) can calm me down. This life is just a dot. So small.

So I’ll leave it at that. I have a lot to work on today.

-Amy Uncharted

Customer Service Blues

I’m on the hunt for a new job and it has to happen fast. I need to get out of where I am. My current position is triggering panic attacks left and right, making me extremely unreliable when it comes to my attendance. I left work early again today. Honestly, heart racing, sweaty palms, massive headache 30 minutes into my shift all dissolved and gone the second I stepped out of the building. Customer service has always done this to me. Sometimes it happens years into my job, a few months, or just weeks. Then I sit there and suffer until I just up and quit. I’m trying so hard right now to stick it out and be responsible, but I secretly packed up my desk today as if I wasn’t coming back. To be continued…

-Amy Uncharted

You had to be there.

So much has happened since last writing. I don’t know where to begin. After 3 years on my bucket list I finally made it to Burning Man. What. A. Trip. A majority of the time I felt like I was on another planet. I mean where on earth is it normal for someone to invite you into their RV for an Otter Pop and foot massage? I was going to designate an entire blog to this event, but I just struggled trying to writing it. Some things I did do: Joined a couple in a yurt for some peppermint tea and hookah, enjoyed vegan grilled cheese sandwiches, stayed out until 6am (yes…me!) riding around the Playa exploring the amazing colors/lights/costumes/burns, and watched the sunrise/set. I even visited the Black Rock City library where I picked up a copy of A Wrinkle in Time. Good read.

I had a really hard time at the start of the trip. I’d heard how everyone is so friendly at burning man and that I’d leave with many deep friendships. After day 3 on the Playa I hadn’t met anyone. I was lonely. And then a day and a half dust storm rolled through. I was done. I packed all my stuff back in my car vowing to leave once the storm stopped. And then I was invited out to explore the desert with my neighbors. I had such a wonderful time, felt less lonely, and finally saw what burning man was all about. Not sure if those guys realized the impact that invite had on me. I ended up staying through the man burn and now know I would have regretted leaving early.

After arriving home I had other events to attend. First up was an Emilie Autumn meetup. It’s always nice getting together with fellow plague rats. We enjoyed a picnic and discussed the treasure hunt, as well as started planning our next get together. Later in the evening I saw Evanescence and Lindsey Sterling in concert and it was pretty amazing. I keep meaning to devote a blog to my guilty pleasure Evanescence…remind me of that when I’m struggling for topics. Also, yet again, Lilly Singh and I crossed paths. She was sitting no more than 10 rows ahead of me. I didn’t know she was at the show until after, but damn…I tell you I’m destined to meet her one of these days. In all honesty, I probably wouldn’t have said hello. The universe is prepping the most epic of times for this meeting to happen and I’ll be fully ready by then.

So, those were my August/September adventures. September also holds more fun times. Next Wednesday is another Mamrie Hart show! No matter how many times I’ve seen her, I’m still excited. Next weekend I’ll be hanging out with my aunt and cousin at Universal! Harry Potter overload here I come! Then, the weekend after that I’m meeting with another fellow plague rat for coffee. Doing things alone is starting to lose it’s appeal so it will be nice to have some company.

Until the next great adventure…

-Amy Uncharted

Mental Health Day

I took a half day today because I was seconds from just walking out on my job. Sometimes you just have to take a mental health day and deal with the paycheck consequences. I hate how I need to fake some flu/migraine/cold in order to leave for the day. I just want to say I’m having massive, crushing anxiety at the thought of being stuck at this job for another 7 hours. We were severely understaffed too so I’m sure everyone is super pleased with me. I’ve now added guilt to the anxiety soup I’m cooking up here.

It’s easy to take the day off and curl up under the blankets dramatically thinking how your job is sucking out your soul. Really that’s ALL I want to do. But in order to return to work tomorrow in a better state than I am in today, I need to be productive. What do you all do to make the most out of a mental health day? This is a list I’ve compiled of things that have worked for me, and what I’ll be spending the rest of the day doing:  

1.       Expose your brain to some positivity and inspiration by checking out motivational videos on Youtube. I’ll suggest any interview with Lilly Singh, Jay Shetty, or Brene Brown. They will pump you up…promise.

2.       Blog, journal, or just free write. It’s good to empty that brain especially when super stressed out or anxious. Hello! Welcome to the reason I’m blogging today. Sometimes it feels good to just type or scratch that pen across the paper even if you don’t have anything to say. I used to type out song lyrics because the clicking of the keyboard calmed me down.

3.       Read a good book. This is when Harry Potter comes in handy. Or any fantasy book really. I love immersing myself in a pretend world when everything else is too overwhelming. Escapism yes, but a little bit of that is healthy right?

4.       While you are curling up with that book why not add a good cup of coffee and the companionship of a furry friend. Seriously, this is my dream day. Coffee+Book+Cat=Stress free Amy. I’ll suggest a cat café if you don’t have a pet of your own.

5.       Work on your resume and job hunt. This sounds so unappealing doesn’t it? I’m mentioning this anyway because it really helps me focus on the future. It gives me a reason to be positive about my current shitty job, knowing there will one day be an out.

So that’s what I’m doing. I wish I could take one more day, but since I’m not dying of the flu I suppose I’ll have to go back tomorrow.

-Amy Uncharted

The Spazzy Cyclist

I am awkward, but today I took it to a new level. I’m going to Burning Man in a few weeks so I’m prepping for that adventure, which means acquiring all the things needed for a week in the desert. The big thing on my list was a bicycle. I’d surfed the sketchy pages of craigslist and while I found several potentials, I was always too afraid to go to the place myself to pick something up from a stranger. Yes, I still operate under the rules of “Stranger Danger”.

Today I went and checked out a used bike shop to find my transportation. I got a cute bike with a basket for under $100 which was my max budget. Now, here is where I get super awkward. You know how people say, “it’s just like riding a bike!”? Well my friend, that must be code for the athletically inclined. Ready to ride into the sunset with my new purchase, I masterfully perched myself on the faded but comfy seat (this entire sentence should read “I hesitantly threw one leg over my new bike, smacked my shin on the pedal, and caught myself just shy of landing on a child.”) As I shakily zigzagged out of the parking lot the sales guy hollered out, “Have you ever ridden before?” Not in the least bit insulted, because let’s be real I was a mess on 2 wheels, I replied, “No, but I’ll figure it out!” If I’d been more capable, I would have lifted one hand off the handlebar to wave and say thank you, but it was taking all my concentration just to stay upright. I walked my bike the rest of the way home and have decided I will just wait for the desert to teach me how to ride. It will be my primary mode of transportation, so I won’t really have a choice then.

Here I am after my spazzy trip home with my trusty companion, who was probably destined for greater adventures with a more competent rider.


-Amy Uncharted


I’m taking a belly dancing class. Yes, you read that right. I’m 4 classes in and, admittedly, not getting any better. I dance very stiffly and find it impossible to relax my muscles. What can I say? I’m tense by nature. But it’s really all about the journey, right? It doesn’t matter that I’m struggling to shimmy. What matters is I’m trying. AND once I get on beat and am moving in the right direction, it’s pretty fun! I have 2 more classes, and despite not really progressing, I’m going to keep it up.

I’m reminded of my younger years when I tried taekwondo. I sucked. Like really sucked. However, I wouldn’t quit. It’s kind of a theme in my life…and in “Finding Nemo” I suppose. Just keep swimming, just keep swimming. I don’t know why I do it. Sometimes it’s torture, but I power through to the end. I have a history of refusing to quit shitty relationships too. Perseverance isn’t always a positive trait. After I finished up taekwondo, my dad made me a Certificate of Completion for sticking it out. Thanks Pops! I’ve also completed a marathon despite having to walk the last few miles, finished college while battling severe anxiety/depression, and managed to mostly stay at my monotonous customer service jobs all while wanting to die a slow and painful death.

So, other things I’ve been trying out while here: Astrology. Eyeroll at me now so we get it out of the way. Soooo L.A. I know. I took a 6-week course that ended last Saturday, and it was super interesting! Hi, I’m Amy. Taurus Sun, Scorpio rising. Passionate, ambitious, loyal, and determined…but also stubborn as hell. Please read paragraphs above for proof of this. I’m contemplating taking the tarot class next. It’s always been an interest of mine despite only ever owning oracle decks.

Today’s lesson: Trying is important. If at first you don’t succeed, pick yourself up and try again. You’re welcome for getting that song stuck in your head for the rest of the day. Try until you don’t have to try anymore. I’ve learned to be less concerned about the outcome and more interested in the journey to get there. What are some things you’ve tried in your lifetime? And most importantly, did you have fun? I believe if you are having fun, you are doing it right. Keep at it. I challenge you to live a life full of trying. Now get out of here and go get your “try” on.

-Amy Uncharted

4 Tips to Thrive as an Introvert

So, I’ve officially been in L.A. for 6 months now. A lot has happened. A lot hasn’t happened, but we’ll get to that later. I’d be lying if I said this adventure has been easy. I’d also be lying if I said it hasn’t been fun. My introvert has been challenged beyond what’s comfortable, and I love it. I truly believe that growth comes from stepping out and playing in the land beyond your comfort zone. And holy eff if I haven’t stepped out behind the shy, introverted, veil to introduce myself to the magical world of the unknown. I wanted to be able to articulate how I’ve been going about life as an introvert living in L.A. I wanted this blog to be an instruction manual for introverts alike. How have I survived conquered this new life? A couple of years ago, if you asked me what I wanted, I’d have said I just want to survive. Recovering from heartbreak, jaded, and questioning my existence, I simply didn’t have the capacity to dream of the life I’m living now. I want to share how I got here. How I’m finding myself going to the movies alone, signing up for belly dancing and astrology classes, eating at restaurants solo, planning trips, and going to meetups with people I’ve never met. I wanted to offer some tips/advice that I’ve been taking with me on my L.A. adventures. I hope someone will find them helpful.

4 Tips to Thrive as an Introvert

  1. Get embarrassed. Put yourself in a situation that makes you anxious. Let your face turn red, let the awkward increase and, most importantly, just breathe. Raise your hand in class, talk to someone you don’t know, dance in front of people. Let loose and get comfy with the sweaty palms and discomfort. My biggest fear has always embarrassment. So, I found when I let myself fully experience the embarrassment, everything became, well…less embarrassing.
  2. Talk to people. For an introvert this may be easier said than done. I suggest starting small. Start without words at all. Talk with your facial expressions. I like to practice this when I’m out walking. Say hello to people you pass with nothing but a smile and warm eyes. Slowly add a “Hi” or “Good morning” when you are ready. Ask for assistance at the grocery store, tell a stranger you really like their shoes, call people (no texting) etc.
  3. Do something by yourself. God this is hard. Trust me, I know. The trick is to do something you really want to do. Pick a movie you really want to see. Go to a restaurant you’ve been dying to try. Sign up for a class on something that really interests you. The great thing about solo adventures is you are the boss. I suggest, again, starting small. Go to a local coffee shop. A lot of people are there by themselves. Bring a book, get a good cup of coffee and settle in.
  4. Sign up for a class. This is such a wonderful way to do something by yourself, without having to be alone. Not to mention it’s a great way to meet people with similar interests and learn something new at the same time. Curious about painting? So are a lot of other people. Join in on a 101 class. Check out your local parks and rec guide. There are tons of classes to sign up for from knitting and crocheting to writing and Zumba.

These methods have worked for me so far and I’m constantly learning new techniques to dampen the shyness and let my inner extrovert out. What do you do to exit your comfort zone? Go ahead and share below!

-Amy Uncharted


Random Life Events

Much has been going on here, but I haven’t been writing about it. Too lazy I suppose. However, I’m 63 pages into The 5 Second Rule by Mel Robbins and it’s changing my life. Seriously having a brain explosion over here. So maybe I’ll be writing more?

Last I wrote I was looking forward to a couple of things: The Marian Hill concert (it was great!) and the Not Too Deep live podcast…also great (and have since been to another one). Annnnd in a couple of weeks I will be seeing Mamrie Hart and then there is Pride. June is shaping up to be a pretty good month already.

I’ve been movin’ and shakin’ over here. I tell ya’ doing things by myself has opened up a world of possibilities. I’ve seen 2 movies, been to a restaurant, explored Santa Monica, checked out a couple new bookstores, and gone to a few shows. I’m busy busy.

Rewatching Charmed and it’s amazingly cheesy, but I can’t stop. That’s all I had to say about that.

I’ve started running again, with the hopes of running a 5k in August. I must say it’s quite humbling to go from running a marathon to needing to start the couch to 5k program. But I’m doing it and hope for good results.

Side and unrelated but cool news. I found this pretty cool metaphysical store. I’ve never been drawn to a specific tarot deck before. It’s usually oracle decks I find. But when I was there this weekend I found myself instantly in love with the Tarot Familiars deck. I bout that and a tarot 101 book. It is after all on my Resolutions list to understand tarot. ALSO! I bought a piece of Moldavite! It’s a rock created from a meteor impact 15 million years ago and it’s beautiful! I’ve wanted one for awhile but haven’t been able to find any. Metaphysical store came through!

So that’s my update. Nothing mind blowing but life is moving a long. I’ve got some short term and long term goals I’ll discuss in more detail next time (if I remember).

-Amy Uncharted

Chh-Chh-Chuh-Chuh Changes

Hello, and welcome to another installment of “It’s Been Ages Since I’ve Blogged…Again”.

I went through and did a little blog house cleaning. I’ve updated my “books read” and “resolutions” tabs and I’m contemplating a new layout. This one just makes posting pictures and other things a bit out of alignment and it’s driving me nuts.

In other news, I have a few events lined up in the coming weeks and months that gives me something to look forward to. This Thursday I will be going to the Marian Hill concert. Next Thursday I’m going to a “Not to Deep” live podcast (yassss!!!) and in September there is a possibility that I will be going to the Lindsey Sterling/Evanescence concert.

Also, back to this blog. I’m going to work on making it more organized. Themes for the days I do actually blog. I’m thinking on Saturdays I will review something, maybe a product that I’ve been enjoying.  Wednesdays may be some type of advice or how I’m adjusting to LA life and Mondays, well, I don’t know about Mondays yet. Anyways, what I’m trying to say is I want themes. I want this blog to be more than me complaining about work or just updating you on the boring details of my life.

There’s more to come.

-Amy Uncharted (no fancy font for awhile)

The Biggest Lie I Always Tell

Yep…yet again I’ve been so absent from this blog. All social media really. Except Instagram. Who can ignore that? Anyways, I’ve been “busy” with work. I always say I’ve been busy, but really I’m just tired of sitting all day while my brain slowly turns to mush that when I get home I literally want to continue my sloth-like life and do nothing.

Job has been okay. I’m being trained on phones and it just makes me feel incredibly stupid. I have no problem talking to people on the phone and being super nice and customer service-y. It’s the damn program that is the most difficult part. I’ve been training for 2 weeks and it’s not sticking. I was honestly and truly hours away from walking out yesterday (my boss was super nice though and assured me that he would continue the training process for as long as I need) I was just tired of feeling stupid. It feels like I will never get this. I was tearful all day. Never letting those tears spill out of course…*gasp* how unprofessional that would be!

Let me rant. I hate, hate, hate how true authenticity is squashed the second you walk into the workplace. Professionality baffles and annoys me. Why can’t we all be ourselves? Why can’t we openly say in interviews “This job will probably blow, but I need the money”? Why can’t I cry at work when my day sucks? Why does “good” customer service even exist? Why can’t I tell someone they are being an asshole and until they pull the stick out of their ass I will refuse to help them? All these questions.

Anyways, on to the title of this blog. The biggest lie I always tell occurs during the stupid interview process. Everyone lies. Mine is…I’m a “quick learner”. What a load of BS. I’m the slowest MF when it comes to learning new software, and I don’t adapt well to change. Again, I wish I could say this in an interview without diminishing my chances of getting the job. I’m so tired of lying. Of smiling when I don’t want to. Of being sugary sweet to mean people.

This was a pessimistic blog today. What can I say?

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Dolla Dolla Bill Y’all

Here I am, back on another weekend because after each day of the week staring at a computer monotonously entering data, the last thing I want to do is log on to yet another computer. So weekend updates are all you’ll get for now.

I’m looking for a second job because I’ve decided I want to live in a $2 Million house by the time I’m 35.

Just let me dream and try to attempt this okay? Law of attraction right? If I believe it I can do it. So let me do this. Support me in this “crazy” idea. Now, I realize I need to get 2 extremely high paying jobs to ever get to the point where I can live like this. Or maybe 3 or 4….or even better just one where I’m the BAWSE.

Here’s the thing, I don’t know HOW I’m going to make a ton of money, I just know that I WILL. I have 15 months to make this happen. Or 27 months if you count the year I will actually be 35.

This post is just to say “Watch me do this suckas!”

The end.

– 𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Tiny Mouth Saved My Life!

I think it’s safe to say I’ve severely neglected this blog. What can I say? Life has kind of taken over with the job and the moving and just trying to stay upright.

The job. It’s good. Monotonous but good. I should be hired on as more than a temp by the 26th so yay! job stability.

Living. I’m settled into that all vegetarian house and it’s been good so far. I finally got a bed. A real big girl bed. I’ve been sleeping on a roll up for probably the last few years. It was time to adult.

Something I’ve noticed in my new place though is that I eat like shit. I’m painfully aware of it because everyone here eats like angels. Fresh produce. Nightly, fully prepared dinners, and organized pantry filled with beans and grains. It’s time to get healthy for real. I’ve been awful for years now. I stopped eating well…well, doing anything good for my body, after I ran a marathon back in 2014 (I think that’s when it was). I think I burned out. Breaking up with Sondra didn’t help the situation either since I’m a depressive eater and it’s just gotten out of control since then. Now, after years of trashing my being, my hair is falling out like crazy, my nails break if I just look at them, and I’m constantly tired, relying on coffee a few times throughout the day just to maintain a chipper and awake life.

I tend to go all in or not at all. Treating my body well needs to become a lifestyle change, not a whoa! here we go cold turkey off of all my junk foods and start running 5 miles a day. I think I’m going to start by stopping at the farmer’s market on Sunday and picking something out for a nice meal. There is this yummy pot pie stuffed into peppers that Mamrie Hart made that I might try tomorrow.

Speeaakking of Mamrie Hart. Good segue self *pats self on back* I met her. I went to her show and I met her. To say my life has been made would be an extreme understatement. Honestly, I do feel as if I could die happy now. I went into it a bit on my instagram and facebook as to why this person is so important to me and how she has absolutely changed my life. But let me regale it here as well.

*ahem* 2016 was rough. And I brought it entirely upon myself. I’d decided that stopping my medication abruptly was a good plan. I hated (still hate) that shit. “Who am I without the meds?”  I would ask myself. My response was always I’m a depressed and anxious mess and if I can’t live without them then I don’t want to live at all. It’s always been my argument that depression weeds out those too weak to survive in this world. Maybe it’s population control. If depression didn’t take as many people as it does we’d be even more overpopulated. All back on medication my brain understands how depressing and wrong this belief is, but it’s where I go when life sucks.

Annnnywways…New Year’s Eve was set to be an awful day. It would be the first one I’d spend alone. I didn’t know what to do. I was bored and sad. I spent the day in bed. But I wasn’t sad as I’d planned I would be. I found Mamrie Hart’s “You Deserve a Drink” youtube channel again. I’d watched a few in the past, but that day I watched them all. Then I moved to “Mametown” her other channel. And then onto Camp Takota and Dirty 30, the movies she wrote and acted in. I remember losing track of time because I was laughing so hard. I didn’t even know it, but the New Year had begun. It was 12:30 am and I made it through my first NYE stag. I honestly owe my life to Mamrie Hart. The next morning I woke up, still depressed (remember I’m lacking my happy pills), but I remembered the night before. How good it felt to laugh. I told myself I could choose to be happy. I looked in the mirror, literally said “What are you going to choose?” and promptly started up the medication again. I hated myself for it, but I promised I’d give myself one year of consistent medication. I’d take it without thinking about it. I would take care of myself. And I did. I did it for a year and haven’t stopped.

I wrote Mamrie a fan letter because I do feel so grateful for her part in my “recovery”. It was a page long and I was so afraid to give it to her. I walked up to her during the meet and greet. She gave me two great big hugs and complimented my Camp Takota sweatshirt. I shyly asked if I could get a picture with Tiny Mouth (one of the best characters she does) “Tiny Mouth saved my life” I said. I meant that seriously, but she wouldn’t understand until she read the letter. “Oh my god I need that put on a T-shirt! Tiny Mouth Saved My Life!” After we took several pictures I mumbled “I know this is nerdy, but I wrote you a letter.” She looked me dead in the eye, with complete seriousness and sincerity and said “That is not nerdy at all, it is so considerate and shows you care. Thank you so much!” She hugged me and sent me off with “Oh! You smell great! Like honey suckle!” This sounds like such a weird compliment, but it sent me flying. Mamrie thinks I smell good!!!!

Best night of my life and I’m not exaggerating. This overrides any interaction I’ve had with any person I admire. I love the picture of Tiny Mouth and me laughing my face off. It’s not flattering, but it’s the epitome of what Mamrie has done for me. Put a smile on my face.

Watch tiny mouth here:

– 𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Working and Living

My job has been keeping me busy. I’ve had very little time to blog…obvs. Life in the work realm has been going pretty well. It’s a bit mindless. I just enter in orders…all day. It’s not entirely bad though. It’s an office job. There isn’t a dress code. WIN! Health benefits are free. There is a rooftop eating area that looks at the city. The company buys lunch for employees once a month…and vegan offerings are available. And fresh brewed coffee is provided in the mornings.

It’s a bit strange though. I’ve never worked in a job where there is so much independence. I don’t have to tell anyone if I’m going to go to the bathroom. I can take my breaks early or late or whenever I want. No one cares what I wear and right now (until I’m trained on phones) I don’t have to talk to anyone. This. Is. An. Introvert’s. Dream. I really am going to have to work to make friends here though. I tend to keep to myself at lunches. Rarely do I eat because I’m just too nervous around people I don’t know. This should change once I’m more comfortable with the environment, but for now it’s just how it is. People seem friendly, and I’ve had brief conversations with people where they introduce themselves and I immediately forget their name. Literally the worst thing about anxiety. When people introduce themselves I’m usually having a conversation in my own head about how awkward I must be right now. Am I sitting weird? Smiling too much? Making uncomfortable eye contact!? Before ya know it the conversation is over and I have no clue what they said. Fun stuff.

The apartment hunt: I believe it’s over. I found this place in Santa Monica. It’s a room in a 4 bedroom house with a cool group of people. It’s a purely vegetarian household which is pretty awesome, 15 minutes from the beach, and close to work. Everyone there does yoga and meditates on the daily. I think it will be a good environment to be in. Living with other people is 1000% outside of my comfort zone, but I feel like it could be a really good set up if I just let it be. Anyways, so it all hinges on WillyBean right now. I’m bringing him by tomorrow to see how he does with the 2 small dogs that are there. They were super sweet when I met them and don’t think there will be any issues. After all that’s sorted out I can move in asap. Also nice. It’s a 3 month lease situation. I feel so much more comfortable with this knowing that it’s not a year long commitment, and who knows, maybe I’ll want to stay forever.

So things are coming together. Slowly but surely. Also, I say slowly, but I need to back myself up here and realize that I’ve been here just over a month and already have a decent job and am on my way to solidifying a living situation. Not too bad.

Side note: Mamrie Hart liked another one of my instagram comments. We are pretty much best friends now, as I will have 5 copies of her new book by the time her book tour is over. I’m thinking of doing an instagram giveaway for the extra books I’ll have.

OH YEAH! I also did end up winning the print of Mamrie’s life motto! And *blush* I also signed up for another giveaway to win a pin of her super cute dog Beanz.

be4e48fbb4d6e0172ee392a7c906a6adWhat a god damn magical creature.

Well, I think that’s my weekly update. Tomorrow is the next Emilie Autumn meetup, so I might be back to give you all the deets on that. I know you’ll be dying to hear 😛

– 𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹


Trans Lifeline

One of my New Year’s resolutions was to donate $20 every month to a different organization. This month I chose Trans Lifeline. It is a non profit that runs a supportive hotline specifically for the trans community. I will admit that, as a cisgender lesbian, I am not fully competent on trans issues, nor have I been a big contributor in the past. What I can say is I’ve had several trans friends who have struggled with discrimination not only from straight folks and their families, but also from the gay population. On top of that, depression runs rampant through the transgender community.

I read on the Trans Lifeline website that “transgender people are 22 more times likely to attempt suicide than the general population”. This made me so incredibly sad. I’m so glad that an organization like Trans Lifeline, which is run for trans people by trans people, exists. Right now they only offer services for 18 hours a day 7 days a week due to funding, though they are working on operating 24/7. I know my wimpy $25 donation doesn’t do a whole lot. Several small donations add up though. I encourage everyone to go check out the Trans Lifeline website and make a donation if you can. I plan on continuing educating myself and others on these issues. I have a few books on my reading list for this year. Check out this list of 21 Must-Read Books covering a number of transgender issues (link) And remember to support your trans friends. Hug them, tell them you love them. They may not be getting that support from their families or communities.

Go check out the Trans Lifeline website at http://www.translifeline.org/

Did I miss anything here? Let me know if you have anything to say about Trans Lifeline or have any information I should include in this post.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Getting Creative

My passion is starting to take a little shape. When I was in college I was part of the Evanescence street team. We (pretty much me) would go around putting up fliers and handing out stickers to anyone that would take them. I loved it so much. I wrote college papers about Evanescence, traveled to a number of shows both in and out of state, and overall just wouldn’t shut up about them. Wouldn’t it be great if I could be part of another street team? I know you don’t really get paid to do this, but maybe it could lead to some kind of promoting gig?

These are just my morning thoughts. I’m going to try to go to more concerts. One of the New Year’s resolutions was to go to 6 concerts. I’m going to drastically up that number. I really should go to a show about twice a month. This will let me scope out the music scene here and see if there is a need for street teams or promoters at a grassroots level. I love it. Going to concerts as research 😛

This is where I go off on a bit of a tangent, but it’s related to music sort of. I use to be really creative. Like really. I was reminded yesterday of the time I made my own crystal ball as a kid using a piece of paper that I’d drawn “divinations” on and wrapping it around a flash light. And later in life, I use to paint. I use to draw. I use to sew.

I guess I was reminded of these later in life creations because I found my old photobucket account. Here’s what I had in there:

bibleartThis was a series I did of Bible art. I had several bibles that were handed out on campus as a converting tool from your friendly local Christians. I would rip them up (blasphemous I know), decoupage, and paint. I had 2 others in this series, but apparently didn’t save them to photobucket. I rather like this one though. When I left Wisconsin I literally put all my art in the garbage can and left. Years of drawings/paintings/random crafts, they all sit in a landfill somewhere in the Midwest. Really regret that. JadeMeet Jade. This was my alter ego back in the day. Not all light and positive like AmyUncharted is today. I had a whole backstory though. I would usually dress like her to Evanescence shows and would write stories and draw pictures of her constantly. One of my roommates in college was a photographer and she did a whole series on Jade. Again, this is the only photo I have. vkabloomerbrigade009

This is me as a member of Emilie Autumn’s bloomer brigade. I made this entire outfit (all but skirt and shoes) in preparation for her first US show in New York. I tea dyed the shirt and sewed on the red heart (Emilie’s signature), made the cape and rat cameo choker, poorly sewed those red bloomers, and again tea dyed and sewed the rat bag that Emilie later signed. I was also a member of the US chapter of Veronica’s Kissing Army so I made a badge for that too. Later, I was pulled on stage in front of hundreds of fans to kiss Veronica herself. Yes, did that. Proof

So, I guess what I’m saying is if my passion is indeed setting up meetups, creating community, and being involved in music, they are all very creative things. I want to get back to my creative roots. Start making art again, start thinking more whimsically, start using what’s inside of me. I’ve felt very dull recently, but I know that creativity is bubbling just at the surface. I feel it coming back and I’m excited to put it to good use.

–  𝒜𝓂𝓎𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Just Your Regular Update

Okay, so I’m feeling a bit better today about the job. It’s not my passion and that’s okay. I can find my passion elsewhere. For example, in the meetups I’m planning. On February 4th the Emilie Autumn meetup will take place. I’m so excited to meet some other plague rats and work on the puzzles with them. On the 11th of February will be the Orphan Black meetup. There is already so much interest that I’m sure another will be planned after this. All that is good.

I’m ready to hustle hard at this job. My plan is to pick up as many hours as possible. The interviewer said there are lots of opportunities for overtime and I plan on taking full advantage of that. *sings* Money money money money moooooney…MONEY! I’d like to get a chunk of savings started. I’ve never been able to save, and I don’t really know why I think I will be able to save now, but I’m feeling oddly confident.

I start work on the 30th so I’m trying to soak up all the weather and activities I can. Today, I’m sitting in the sun again, at a coffee shop. This is my favorite thing. I love the palm trees, the weather, everything. Overall, LA is agreeing with me quite well.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Show me the Money

I had an interview today (and was offered the position) for data entry at a pharmaceutical company. It’s not an ideal situation. It’s basically a call center in a basement, but they pay more than the tennis club. So, here I am, following the money. I think I’m going to take the position, but keep looking for jobs.

*sigh* This isn’t exactly what I envisioned working in LA would be like. But, I’m going to hustle, do what I gotta do, and keep my eyes on a better future. Now that I have a job it’s time to really focus on finding an apartment. Other downside to this place is it’s kind of far from where I wanted to live. Oh well. Again, I’m going to do what I’ve got to do and act with passion each day. Upside? It’s a 9-5 Monday thru Friday. Meaning, I can still make it to all my meetups and Mamrie Hart book tour.

Anyways, I’m feeling a mix of emotions from excited (yay! I finally have a job, so someone might rent me an apartment) to hopeless (boo! this job may totally suck).

Positive words for today? Practice Reckless Optimism. Find hope in the hopeless. Hannah Hart quote and a philosophy I try to live by.

“reckless optimism” means appreciating what you have, seeing opportunities where before you might have only seen a downside and taking chances. -theodysseyonline.com

You can read the whole article on Reckless Optimism by clicking here

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹



Bawse Fail

Yesterday I went to the Women’s March. The Universe threw something at me that I wasn’t expecting. For about the last year, the center of my vision board has contained a picture of Lilly Singh. The way she lives her life inspires me every freakin’ day. Her work ethic is just….goals. I’ve read her book “How to be a Bawse” three times. Literally every day I wake up I think “How can I be a Bawse today?” My lock screen on my phone is “Keep Calm and Be A Bawse”…my computer wallpaper simply says “Bawse”. All this and the universe gave me an opportunity to quite literally meet THE BAWSE herself and I chickened out. As we were marching through the streets, I looked ahead and there she was, in her kick ass, hot pink “Girl Love” sweatshirt. My first gut instinct to go say hello propelled my feet forward and then I panicked and turned around. I’m kicking myself, but I’m also thinking that maybe it just wasn’t time yet. There will come a day when I will feel so bawse, there won’t be any doubt or hesitancy. I will walk up to Lilly and say “Hi, I’m Amy and I just wanted to say I really enjoy your book and vlogs. Thanks for being awesome.” I do think this was an absolute test from the Universe…one that I won’t fail next time. Until then, I’m going to continue growing and evolving into the Bawse I know I’m meant to be.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Also here’s Lilly’s vlog from yesterday’s march:

<3 Mamrie Hart <3

Well hello. I just finished up my interview at the tennis club. Afterwards, I immediately took off the heels, dumped the blazer, and swapped them out for a flannel and some kicks. Ahhh feels good to be back.

Interview went well, but what I really want to talk about is my love for Mamrie Hart. She is this spectacularly hilarious comedian/actress/writer (everything amazing really) who will be doing a book tour in February. She wrote a book called “I’ve Got This Round” that comes out February 6th. She also wrote “You Deserve a Drink” and has a youtube channel named the same. I bought tickets to the book tour as well as 4 pre-ordered copies of the book. How did this happen you might ask?

1. I ordered the second it was available for pre-order last summer
2. I pre-ordered again, with my L.A. address because I wanted to make sure I wouldn’t have to wait for the book to be forwarded and such (I figured my parents can have the other copy (you’re welcome mom and dad!)
3. I bought tickets for the book tour and it came with a free book
4. She ran a giveaway where if you order this weekend and are one of the first 150 people, you get an epic print of her favorite saying: Fucking Prove It.

So anyways, when this giveaway was posted I commented on instagram. And….I’m fangirling…she commented back. Fucking prove it you say?

So, this really just set the mood for my morning. I walked into that interview with some pep in my step and a smile on my face. I think I answered all the questions splendidly and actually don’t really care if I get a call back or not. It really might not be my scene. Leaving this one up to the Universe.

That’s all for today. If you want to be cool like me and have a million copies of Mamrie’s new book, you can get it here: Mamriebook.com and I HIGHLY recommend her Youtube channel.


𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Truly Uncharted

*Large, drawn out, pathetic sigh* It’s a no go on yet another apartment. That makes 3 places that I’ve filled out an application for and been denied. It’s moments like these that make me go “What the hell did I do?” This was probably NOT one of my better ideas. Ya know…picking up and moving without a job or an apartment, but I’m not to the point of regret yet. I feel more defeated than anything else. I’m losing motivation to even go view anymore. What’s the point? No one wants to rent to someone that is unemployed.

I have an interview tomorrow at the Los Angeles Tennis Club. I’m mildly freaking out. The woman I spoke with on the phone was incredibly nice, but I just felt so out of my element even speaking with her. She sounded very…ummm…rich. I applied for this job because I needed to meet my daily job application quota last week. (I typically apply for 2-3 jobs a day). I never expected to get a call back. The person I spoke with said what really stood out to her was my time at the animal hospital. She thought that made me an incredibly compassionate person and apparently that’s what they are looking for.

I guess I’m nervous because I feel like I’m going to be crossing class lines. This is where the rich go to relax, and I’m afraid I won’t fit in. Let me take you through the spiral of anxiety that my brain has been creating. Am I too poor to work in that kind of environment? What if I haven’t been brought up with the right manners to conduct myself appropriately in that type of setting? Should I paint my nails? Do my hands look weird? Do I really have to wear makeup? What about my clothes? Will they be able to tell this dress was $25 at Target!? And the million dollar question: What if I get the job?

Another thing adding to the job anxiety is that I spoke with the temp agency I interviewed with, and they are submitting me for a job at a law office. I’m afraid I will get offered the tennis club job (yes, I know I’m getting ahead of myself) without yet having the chance to interview for the other job.

No job. No apartment. There are just so many unknowns right now. I guess we really are in the middle of The Uncharted. Time to put on my big girl pants, chin up, and march right into it. See ya’ on the other side…hopefully.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹


Emilie Autumn Meetup


Last Sunday was the Emilie Autumn Meetup. I’m not blogging this post for any reason except to have a documentation of the experience here. This is what I posted in the Striped Stocking Society Facebook group:

*This is a long ass post. I just want to preface by saying this doesn’t really give any info as to the contents of the meetup from a treasure hunt perspective. Just my own personal experience as someone who went to meet other plague rats.*
I know there have been a lot of people wondering about the meetup. I haven’t said anything because I don’t really know how to. I suck at writing and expressing myself in general (get ready for some massive grammar issues and run on sentences). I’m feeling super self conscious. :/ What’s more, I also have the WORST memory on the planet…no joke. I often feel too dumb for this place and the incredible story that Emilie has created. Hello insecurity!
Anyways, I want to be straight up here and tell you I went to the meetup less for the treasure hunt and more for the companionship of fellow plague rats, as I’ve had a really difficult time with the clues and puzzles. My brain just doesn’t work well. So this write up is coming from maybe a different perspective than others who were there. All that aside…the meetup was so well put together, and I’ve never experienced anything quite like it. It was performance art at it’s finest and I’m constantly amazed by Emilie’s creativity and devotion to her fans.
So when I got to the coffee shop, I wasn’t really sure where to meetup so I sat on one of the picnic tables outside until some other plague rats sat down. I was so nervous, but asked if they were here for the meetup and we chatted for a bit. It was a little after 6 when we were told we needed to be upstairs. Once upstairs we moved some tables together, and it wasn’t until I sat down, that I noticed the maid sitting at a table alone, writing on a piece of paper. We all were kind of unsure about what to do. Should we wait for her to interact with us? Or were we supposed to do something to get things started? Jasmine, a brave brave plague rat, walked to the table and sat down. Immediately, the maid crumpled up the paper she was writing on and shoved it in her apron.
Then began the process that we all took part in individually. I can only speak for my specific turn. I know there were pieces here and there that differed from plague rat to plague rat. I think I was about 3rd in the group take Emilie’s hand. She seemed to really like my necklace and touched and admired it before we sat down. When we sat down she wrote, asking my name. We held hands and she looked into my eyes, like she was trying so hard to communicate with me. This was an INTENSE moment. I’m not the greatest with eye contact, but it was so powerful to experience this. (Total side note: This moment alone reminded me of that Marina Abramovic ‘A Minute of Silence’ piece.) There was then a stack of papers that were flipped through to communicate with us, and we nodded with understanding at each page.
Here is where I’m sorry friends. I can’t remember what was written. I know we were being watched. I know we are going to be contacted in a fortnight regarding our hunt for the treasure. I’m so sorry for my lack of info. I truly feel bad :/
The papers that were used for communication were left with all of us at the end of the night. We unbound the papers and each took a sheet, which I’m totally regretting now. I really wish we had someone write it all out before, so others could have read what we saw. It is my hope that we can post pictures of our page and piece it together online. I’ve posted mine in the pictures section…but it was a very minor page.
After everyone had their time with the maid she had us all hold hands. This was really special to me. This group is such a supportive place, and I often feel that those I interact with are right there next to me, helping me through life. It was nice to have this physical representation, this reminder that we are all in this together.
Annnnyways, a plague rat was then given the paper instructing her to count to 100. After handing this off, the maid ran down the stairs and out of the coffee shop. When 100 was up, we pieced together the note, took our sheets of paper and rosemary that she left behind, and took pictures of what we could. We then dispersed. I wish we had all kind of hung out a bit more 😛  
I do apologize this is so long, and gives so very little information that will further the hunt for treasure 😦 I hope others, with a better memory than I, will come forward with more info.
I encourage any plague rat that was there to share any info they have that would help everyone in the SSS participate in the hunt. I think we may have been given bits and pieces of different information that once we all come together and discuss, will show a bigger picture.
I really am sorry that everyone wasn’t able to attend. I have hope that more events like this will take place all over and more will be able to share in this experience.
It was really nice meeting some plague rats in person. I do enjoy this group and, though I really struggle with my memory and puzzles, have so loved this treasure hunt. I think you have all done a great job figuring out what you have. I certainly wouldn’t have made it to the event if it wasn’t for all your help with the coordinates.        
Thanks for making it through this novel of a post. Again, I apologize I don’t have any worthwhile info.
-Inmate W10C

Again, this is mainly here for documentation purposes. I don’t want to forget that night. All my interactions with Emilie have been so wonderful and I always like to keep record of each meeting.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹


Just another update

I have a daily inspiration app on my phone. At 6:30 every morning, I get a text with a little word of encouragement, inspirational quote, or just words to think on. Today, I was told “Courage doesn’t mean we’re fearless–it means following our beliefs *despite* our fear. This week, flex your bravery Amy.” Cool right? I have followed my beliefs and passion right on here to California, and the fear.is.real. But here I am, living, moving, and making things happen! If you’re interested in the “daily shine” app check it out here. I highly recommend it!

I’ve applied for 4 more jobs since I last posted. Today, I had an interview at AppleOne (a temp agency I’ve worked with in the past). The interview went so much better than the one last week, and I’m feeling super hopeful that I will have a job within the next couple of weeks. *huzzah!*

And onto the apartment front. I haven’t heard anything from the place I submitted an application for on Sunday. Folks, I think it’s time to start looking for a roommate. More word on that later.

I swear, once I get these couple life parts figured out, this blog will take a different form. I feel like I haven’t been able to do much of anything. My reading has even taken a back seat! When I do get around to reading more, I will be updating my “2018 Books” page here. I need to get cracking on my “2018 Resolutions” page too, which can be found here. Help keep me accountable people!

Also, this is completely unrelated, but needs to be noted. This post was written outside a coffee shop, under a large umbrella, in 71 degree weather, in January. Thank you, that is all.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹


LA Meetups

The last few days have been pretty successful. I met an Orphan Black fan IN PERSON! And she was awesome! It was great to freely geek out over the show. I specifically enjoyed our nerdy Cophine discussions. It was great meeting someone who is as into that ship as I am. *sigh* so refreshing.

Yesterday was the Emilie Autumn meetup. I have no words. Honestly, to try and verbalize the performance art that I experienced would be near impossible. No matter how many times I’ve met her in person, seen her in concert, or read her book, the experience always floors me. I’ve honestly never felt more acknowledged by an artist before.

Word on the apartment front is I don’t have a job so no one wants to rent to me. I applied for a place yesterday, but don’t have high hopes. As far as a job goes, I’m not having much luck with that either, though I do have an interview with another temp agency tomorrow.

In summary, I’m doing great extracurricular wise. If it was just my job to figure this city out and make friends I’d be acing life right now.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹



What I’m all about

“Follow your passion until it becomes your career”.

Lilly Singh said something along those lines in one of her vlogs recently, and it just really sang to me.

Had to sit myself down the other day and have a real talk. My passion is out there, and once I find it I am prepared to hustle like there is no tomorrow. In the mean time though, I struggle with putting my all into something less than exciting. So, infusing passion into every facet of my life is a new goal for this year. Even in the most mundane of activities, joy and excitement can be found.

I went to a temp agency yesterday for an interview that went pretty terribly. At one point the interviewer asked me “What are you all about? What makes your heart happy?” I was completely thrown off by this question. I went into some blather about how I enjoy making people happy. Which is true, but it isn’t really my life’s jam ya know? So, what is it that makes my heart happy? Ain’t that the million dollar question? Stick with me here as I try to answer this for myself.

As an introvert, socializing can be exhausting. It can also be so invigorating when I’m in the right mood. Moving to L.A., I’ve really been excited to get involved in the different communities that exist here. This is what I’m passionate about, and it’s so random and kind of niche, that I have no clue how I’d make a job out of it. I love planning meetups. Let me explain. I have a lot of random things I am obsessed with, be it Harry Potter, Orphan Black, Emilie Autumn, or Ball Joint Dolls. The first thing I did when I got here was connect with people in those fandoms. In fact, I’m helping head up an Orphan Black February meetup in the city. Here is what I like about meetups:

-they bringing people together
-they create wonderful community
-they provide a fun space to make friends
-they are a great place to find support from others dealing with similar issues (anxiety, loneliness, etc.) all while gathering around a common and fun interest

There we have it. I think that right there is my passion. I live for creating community, making friends, and providing a safe space for people (introverts and extroverts alike) to bond and support each other. Phew…glad we got that all figured out.

Now that I’ve identified my passion, it’s time to get down to business.

𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

Thoughts on Starbucks and other random things…

coffeeI’m sitting at the world’s fanciest Starbucks. It’s one of those new Starbucks Reserves. And check that out…yes to the left. It’s a free (well the drink cost $4) reusable cup that I didn’t even ask for they just gave me! How epic is that!? Welcome to L.A.

I worked at Starbucks in 2007 and again in 2015. I was taught that the company wants to be the customer’s “third place”. Meaning you have home, work, and then Starbucks. I understand and like the idea. I went to Hawaii last year by myself, and while I did try some of the local coffee shops, it just felt nice to go back to a Starbucks where I knew exactly what my drink was going to taste like. It is home. And here I am again, in a city and state that isn’t home yet, and I’ve found a little corner where I feel consistency, stability, and comfort. Starbucks will always hold a special place in my heart ❤ I applied for a barista job at Starbucks yesterday. This really should have been my cover letter 😛 But truly, those are my honest thoughts.

I haven’t heard anything from my potential apartment yet, though that hasn’t stopped me from daydreaming design themes and furniture placement. I can’t wait to go to Ikea! First things first is a bed. I’ve been sleeping on a roll up floor mattress for the last year, so it’s time for something more adult.

A side note on the mushy, sappy feelings I’m having right now: I am super lucky to have a family that is willing to help me in whatever dreams I may have. My parents have been lovely with moving all my stuff from my old apartment back into their house, letting me store all my random things in the garage, supplying me with some funds to get the trip started, and just the overall support. And my brother and his girlfriend, letting me stay in their apartment until I find something of my own is amazing. They arrive back in LA today, so I won’t be all alone now. It’s going to be nice to have the company, though I’m nervous to be in such tight quarters. I just don’t want myself or WillyBean to be a pain or encroaching on their territory. Which is why this apartment must will work out. Nonetheless, I am so happy to have the space to settle right now.

I do apologize for the sporadic nature of this post. I really do struggle with sticking to a theme. Still trying to find my voice here. This blog will change and evolve with this manifested journey I’m creating, at least I hope.

Anyways, to all my 5 readers, I hope this morning is treating you well. May you move forward with inspiration and passion today! I will be striving for that myself.

-𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹

P.S. If anyone knows how to fix this wordpress theme to better display my pictures, please don’t hold back. Shoot me an email: amyuncharted@gmail.com


New Apartment?

Everyone…that apartment I viewed yesterday was perfect. Okay, not perfect, but it has all the amenities I was looking for. The three C’s/K’s: Cat, Kitchen, Car. In other words, full kitchen (minus a fridge), WillyBean-approved living, and parking.

Here are some of the downsides: It’s kind of a basement apartment, so it’s a bit dark. I’ve been looking at some design options though and think it might be fun to work with. I’m not sure if it’s set up for cable/wifi, and there isn’t a refrigerator, but that’s an easy fix.

Now for the positives: It’s a 15 min walk from a bustling shopping area, lots of coffee shops, bars, and *drum roll* a FARMER’S MARKET! The fact that it’s so close to coffee shops may solve the no wifi issue. There is a walk in closet. I can access my apartment from the parking garage, meaning I don’t have to step foot on the street when it’s dark outside (one of my legit concerns). A stove and oven! After living off a hot plate all last year this is epic! It’s a HUGE studio apartment, biggest one I will have ever lived in. And ample space for a nice new cat tree for The Bean, who has suffered in miniature apartments without a tree since I’ve had him.

Here are some pics of the place…yeah the flooring is a bit funky too, but it gives it a little personality right?

*Can’t get this stupid picture to center…still figuring out this format theme.*

I also started applying for some jobs in the area. Most of them I’d be able to walk to, which would just be heaven for me. I love walking, especially when the weather is so nice.

So, now we just wait for my apartment application to be approved.

Oh yeah, side note: I parallel parked yesterday like a BAWSE. I think I’m getting the hang of this L.A. thing. Until next time…

-𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹


Good Luck

I’ve been wearing all my talismans since I’ve been out here. I imagine them holding onto each positive and confident moment that I’ve had, storing all that energy for later use. My magical objects are mainly jewelry and t-shirts. 2 GirlLove rafikis (Click for info), a Grace Helbig/Goose rose gold necklace, Hannah Hart Reckless Optimism baseball tee, and rhodonite bracelet. There are several more, but those are my favorites at the moment. Anyone else have talismans they carry with them on a daily or as needed basis?

Today, after decorating myself in all my “lucky” objects, I set out for Target. The drive went well, and I’m starting to feel more sure of myself on the road. I then walked to The Coffee Bean  & Tea Leaf to sit and apply for jobs. Yesterday, I submitted applications for Whole Foods and Michael’s. Today, it was Peet’s Coffee and Target. That makes a total of 17 jobs that I’ve applied for over the last couple of months. Something’s got to work out right?

Tomorrow, I’m viewing an apartment that I really hope works out. Fingers crossed and all that jazz.

-𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹



When anxiety gets the best of you…

I skipped out on the interview today for several reasons, but the most important one was that I didn’t have any interview clothes. I tried to go shopping this morning at one of the big malls here, but I couldn’t find anything. Also, let me say, as someone who detests pushy sales people I could have really used some help. Here’s a tip if you don’t like to be pestered by employees at Nordstrom: Wear a beat up sweatshirt that you’ve worn and slept in for the last 3 days that has toothpaste stains on the sleeves. Pair it with faded (and not in the cool way) black jeans and $6 flats from Target. And there you have it folks, you have the whole store to shop in uninterrupted. Honestly though, I was quickly approaching anxiety tears. To avoid a scene in the middle of The Grove, I went back to my car. I was even desperate enough to stop at Ross and Kmart with my red blotchy face before heading home. Again, I came up with nothing.

I know I could have just gone to that interview with whatever I could have found on the racks, but I suck at half-assing things. If I don’t feel comfortable in the clothes I’m wearing, my already low self confidence would be the only thing anyone would see. And, if I’m being real with myself, maybe there was a bit of self sabotage going on. I was afraid of actually getting the job. This isn’t a new thing, just something I’m continually working on.

I want to find the positives in today’s hiccup (I have to remind myself that’s all it was). I made it out of the apartment, drove to the mall and parked in a parking garage, wandered around stores that I didn’t feel the most comfortable in, drove back to the apartment, found a parking spot, and walked to a coffee shop. My anxiety self did a lot today.

Anyways, when I’m down, I like to watch Lilly Singh videos for inspiration. She constantly talks about hustling harder, being a Bawse, and putting everything into all you do. I’m going to take some of that advice now. I’m going to do my best Bawse impression for the rest of the day.

1. Apply to 2 jobs
2. Contact 2 apartments
3. Read 50 pages of my book

I’ll keep you posted on my progress. And, for the record, this blog won’t always be filled with my anxious ramblings. I do plan on creating daily themes and more participatory content. Thanks for reading in the meantime.

-𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹



You have arrived!

To those who don’t know, I decided to pack up all my things and move on down to Los Angeles. Let me say, you haven’t really lived until you’ve driven 17 hours in 2 days, all while being serenaded by a very unhappy orange tabby cat, to the beats of the new Taylor Swift album.  Only when sweet, sweet Siri whispered those 3 magic words “You have arrived” was I able to take a deep breath and notice what had been around me for the last couple of hours. Glorious palm trees. That’s right, WillyBean and I survived the road trip. He was not a happy camper, and the kitty Xanax did nothing to ease his discomfort. I feel awful, but he is such a trooper and has already bounced back from the ordeal. And look! He still loves me!


So…we’re here. And honestly I need a big kick in the ass to get myself out of my brother’s apartment (where I’m staying until I figure out life details). I’m feeling extremely fearful about driving and parking. This isn’t news to those who know me. Thus far I’ve traveled on foot to: 2 grocery stores, a 7-11, and a coffee shop, and by car: Target, and 2 potential apartments.

Tomorrow, I have a job interview as a barista at a coffee/chocolate shop. I’m not even nervous for the interview, just the drive to Beverly Hills. Oh yeah, and I also don’t have any interview clothes with me. Yikes!

Basically, I’m just lacking confidence right now. I have a friend, Ri, who is really good at dealing with my unsure feelings. She will excitedly yell different mantras and manifestations at me, until I join along or just start laughing. If she were here I imagine she’d shout in her sweet sing-songy voice: “I AM SMART! I AM A SAFE AND CONFIDENT DRIVER! I LOVE DRIVING! THE UNIVERSE LOVES ME! EVERYTHING IS WORKING IN MY FAVOR!”

I think meditation, positive affirmations, mantras, laughing, breathing, etc. all work. So here’s a tip from Amy Uncharted to myself and you today: Use the silence to regroup, to prepare yourself so you can step out into that unknown world with more peace. Yes, it’s all unknown and that’s okay. Tomorrow, let’s meditate.

– 𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹


New Year Trifecta

That’s right friends! It’s a New Year Trifecta! A new week. A new month. And a new year. As someone who loves resolutions and new beginnings…well, I’m basically just spinning around in circles with my arms outstretched here! *cue confetti*

To all of those who have followed me over from my old blog, thank you! And hello to all the newcomers! This year is all about taking leaps of faith, following through with passion projects, putting myself out into the universe, taking up space, hustling harder, and reaping the benefits of a life fully realized. This blog is something I’m really proud of and happy to be creating, so I’m excited to be sharing it with you all!

Amy Uncharted stems from the idea that life is unpredictable. I have a hard time with that. I don’t particularly enjoy the unknown, but Amy Uncharted does well there. This blog is where I will continually push myself to live a life without restraints or fear. The title of this blog was inspired by the song “Uncharted” by Sara Bareilles. It is one that has carried me through so many strange and unknown times.

And now, I’d like to leave you with a definition of Amy Uncharted, what she means to me, and what I’m creating for myself:

“She is loving. She is inspired, radiant, and passionate. Fearless and funny, she leaps into adventure. She experiments, dares to dream, and laughs when she falls. Above all, she revels in the unknown, lives among the questions, and thrives in a universe so wonderfully unpredictable.”

So, with that, raise your champagne flutes everyone! To manifesting great adventures and exploring uncharted territories! Happy New Year!

– 𝒜𝓂𝓎 𝒰𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹