March 2011
56 posts
Get Ready! I Have THINGS to Share...
In this post, we’ll be discussing the weirdass food product that my mom brought home from the grocery store. It is a Peep Pop. Yes, you heard that correctly. It’s 4 peeps with a dowel rod jammed up through them all. They kind of look like a Peep version of the Human Centipede; though not quite as gross.
Well, I actually detest Peeps. Mom might be losing it because she was...
February 2011
68 posts
Epiphany
1stperson:
There is one purpose, and one purpose only, for your little toe to exist.
… and that’s to, without warning or reason, slam violently into inanimate objects when turning a corner or passing by.
SONOFABITCHASSFUCKCUNTFACEHOLYFUCKOHMYGODDAMNITSOMUCH! (the basic word/noise that I make when I hurt my toe)
Nicholas Courtney, the guy that played the UNIT...
iheartchaos:
If you’re a fan of the old Doctor Who series, you may remember the Nicholas Courtney, who played Brigadier Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart for 40 long years alongside six Doctors on both the show and in the audio dramas. Dude was keeping Earth safe from aliens far longer than any of the other incarnations of the Doctor. RIP good sir.
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May a chorus of Daleks sing...
Boogie Oogie Oogie...
Going to share a piece of something I just tweeted. I think it really does sum up my feelings right now:
Dancing with my inner demons. They know how to boogie.
I actually *like* when I go downhill. I don’t get suicidal anymore, I haven’t for a long time (thankfully), so it’s a nice change from manic which I am most of the time. These are the times when I’m best able...
Love and Hate...
I love blocking out story ideas, but I hate that blocking them out is really all I can do. Making notations of characters and settings, but knowing that when I’m done with that, I can’t touch it. Why? Because if I do, it’ll end up in the folder of, “Shit I started but never finished.” I’m not mentally there yet, I know that much. I keep hoping that I can...
I Realized Something the Other Night...
Whilst driving home from the grocery store the other night, I had a random realization.
For years I believed in some form of deity or deities. From Catholic to Christian to Pagan, there was a constant searching for what felt right, what I could truly believe in. It took me some time before I realized that what I truly believe in is this life, science, and good deeds. Not good deeds because...
So bored… so very, very bored. If...
Gotta Love the Local News...
I’ve had MANY problems with our local CBS affiliate CBS21. They’ve written such headlines as, “Her and her boyfriend stole $15,000 worth of jewelry, from her mom” which I had to comment on, it was just so much of a slap in the face to the English language:
My Reply:
”“Her and her boyfriend”?! Does anyone on your staff proofread anything or know 4th...
Ken Jennings' Take on Losing to IBM's Watson
Jennings said:
“This was to be an away game for humanity, I realized as I walked onto the slightly-smaller-than-regulation Jeopardy! set that had been mocked up in the building’s main auditorium. In the middle of the floor was a huge image of Watson’s on-camera avatar, a glowing blue ball crisscrossed by “threads” of thought—42 threads, to be precise, an in-joke...
So, you were saying, Bubba?
Wayback Files - Txt Version (2006)
“So I got a great wake-up this morning. Wasn’t feeling too hot (it’s really damp here, which my back is not overly fond of), so I was just killing a little time at the PC this morning, thinking that maybe I’d go in late to school if my back felt better later (took pills, go me). Anyway, I hear shouting outside, so I throw on a shirt and look out my front door. At first...
Wayback Files - Txt Version (2007)
“I need to stop looking at life in a way that I see my age as a negative. I’m not “already 25,” for the love of all things holy! I’m ONLY 25! Maybe that was geriatric back in the dark ages where you were married off and a mom by 15, but not now. And even if I wouldn’t even make it to 30 or 40, it really doesn’t matter. Why should I kill myself...
Wayback Files - Txt Version
Found an old journal, so I might post snippets here and there with the Wayback Files title for clarity. Tonight’s thought comes to you from November of 2007 during a very idealistic and optimistic period of time.
“There’s something crazy-wow about standing outside, looking up at the beautiful and bright full moon; teeth chattering from the cold, jacket forgotten hours and...
Remember Those Puppies?
It’s been about four and a half months since the puppies were born. I honestly can’t believe it’s been that long, but the calendar tells me that it has been. Both are doing really well with commands and tricks. Each are good at certain things that the other isn’t, but they’ve been picking things up from each other. Momma dog, Hooch, is doing well. Her hair has...
If I Had a Factory Full of Fucks, I Still Wouldn't...
Saw my pdoc today. Blah. It’s just getting annoying now and I’m sick of playing musical dosages.
It makes me feel like I’m visiting with a friend who has an annoying little brat and that brat will only play one game. He/she makes you play, if you refuse they whine. If you play, it’ll be the same game for hours and hours.
BLAH. I’m sick of hearing,...
vincentkessinger asked: Your... profile picture... *jaw drops*... *rapid pulse*... *instant delirium*... *tightening of pants*... *gradually wakes up from beauty coma*...
Um, that is to say, it looks very nice. Very nice indeed. :-)
Um, that is to say, it looks very nice. Very nice indeed. :-)
My Life's a Bargain Basement... All the Good...
Having one of “those” days today, but I was in one of those rare (lately) moods where I really wanted to get some of the crazy out. I tried doodling a bit, but the pen felt wrong in my fingers, so I decided to ride the bi-polarcoaster for a bit and free write. Just write all the weird shit that is usually an internal monologue. So, if you care to read, be my guest.
There’s...
