Saturday, October 13, 2007

Easy Steps

Just as I expected, I finally get around to posting this and I have no idea what the heck it's about.

First -- books which I will write to become famous:

Bob Dylan to Michael Bolton in 3 Easy Steps
101 Uses for a Laundry Basket (Plus Bonus Dog Idea)

Also: (and I have no idea what this is referring to)

Shoulder Robot and Frozen Baby
Food = Poop

That is all.

Hot or Not: Shoe Edition

Okay, hot or not? I can't decide.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Oh Happy Necklace

Look what I got... I am so insanely happy to have it. I'm smiling like an idiot right now.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Monday, October 8, 2007

Taunt (Rank 25)

Sometimes I feel like it's not a good idea to compare life to video games. In this case I think it's appropriate. I think I've honed my taunt skill, and now I'm not prepared to deal with the consequences.

One time I got cited for being "full of crap." My fine for this infraction was a series of spankings. Obviously I *am* full of crap, so in this situation it's only natural for me to taunt whoever is administering my punishment... which only leads to hand-shaped welts that last for days and days.

Lately I've been feeling like, even though most things that happen to (and around) me are completely out of my control, I still manage to make them worse sometimes. Not on purpose, but because of my nature. Something in me that makes me worry about stuff when I absolutely shouldn't worry, and then I feel like I brought it upon myself when bad things happen. Kind of like when that idiot Jim Bockman (names have been changed to protect the stupid) told Necca that she causes herself to get into car accidents.

It probably doesn't help that when faced with a stressful situation, my reaction is to switch straight to logic and abandon any and all of my emotions. "What needs to happen to move things forward?" "What is the first step to making this better?" Worrying the whole time that I'm going to make things worse somehow. Then, as soon as the stress-causing situation is resolved, I lose my composure and turn into a blubbering infant. It kind of makes the whole ordeal last twice as long. Usually by the time I start blubbering, I've got nobody but myself to pick up the pieces of me.

So now I'm starting to wonder if my worrying really does bring these things upon me. As the song goes, "Drama doesn't follow me, it rides on my back." I don't feel like I'm a high-drama kind of girl, but damn if I'm not pitched face first into some highly dramatic situations on a pretty regular basis.

Don't get me wrong, it could also have a lot to do with my willingness to help out a friend in need. I'm sure plenty of people see these kind of situations brewing and run the hell away. I feel like it's important to me to provide any help I possibly can to a friend who needs it. Isn't that what friends are for? Am I the only one who feels this way?

Anyway, my main question here is, at the resolution of this sort of situation, I often feel the need to scream into the heavens, and at the earth and everything around me. I just want to stop and yell until I can't anymore. I don't think there's anyone or anything out there that will answer, but I'm still tempted to lash out at the universe around me. Sometimes I do. This time I didn't, even though I wanted to. Do I bring these things upon myself? Is this what it's like to have your universe rise to the occasion when you taunt it?

Is that all you've got? Fuckin' bring it on then. I'm still standing.

Currently listening: The Same Old Blood Rush with a New Touch By Cute Is What We Aim For
Release date: 20 June, 2006

Freaky Pillow

Staso discovered this 'flower' pillow at Luckys the other day... I don't even know what else I can say about it that this picture can't say for me...

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Beach Safety

Just so you are all aware, as illustrated in the first image on the 2nd row of this public safety reminder:

Don't think you can go to Santa Cruz and jump your motorcycle over cars. Maybe you can jump your bike over other shit, but not over cars, mmmkay?

Ninja Edit: Thx Celeste for pointing out this awesome sign of fantasticness.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Moving Forward

I've finally started replacing my stolen jewelry. My scorpion necklace was my first attempt. I got this in the mail today. Next up is my silver llama, followed by my spoon ring, and then my cobalt marble. Once I locate suitable replacements all things will be right in my world... ok that's a lie, but its a start.

(Also, my chest looks awful in this picture... where the heck did all the red blotchyness come from? That's not actually there...)

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