Padocalypse and a Mango

The thing about being busy is sometimes you forget about simple things. Maybe it's doing the laundry, maybe it's making sure there's food in the house, or maybe even forgetting to shower (you disgusting freak). In my case, however, I feel it was much worse...

Bwargurgle

Huh? It's 2011?  ...MARCH of 2011? Well shit.

Here's a picture I drew while waiting for a burger.

Bwargurgle

Unicorns and Tribbles

I've went traveling recently. To far off places of mystical wonder and unicorns!

...and by "mystical wonder" I mean hotels and by "unicorns" I mean airports. Today, I share with you, a tale.

I was sitting in the unicorn waiting for my flight home peacefully reading the Sunday comics. The area around me was fairly crowded with people also waiting for the same flight. It hit me hard then... an inexplicable urge that took all my will to resist. I desperately wanted to look up and shout, "WAFFLES!", after which I would go back to quietly reading my comics like nothing had happened.

This is not the first time I have wanted to do this. There is just something about shouting a random word in a somewhat crowded area... just for the hell of it. As far as I know, I am the only person who has wanted to try this. Granted, I haven't volunteered this information before either so I really wouldn't know the secret shouting desires of anyone else.

The inner Spock in me tries to make logical sense of this phenomenon while my inner Kirk shouts at him, "Fuck you Spock! Humans are illogical! Bones, you can figure this out can't you?" And my inner McCoy is all, "Damn it Jim! I'm a doctor, not a engineer! I can't fix this faulty wiring!" AND THEN TRIBBLES ARE EVERYWHERE!

Los Lonely Pube

One of the things I have to do at work is clean the bathrooms. We don't hire a cleaning service so we take turns with the cleaning duties. On my last cleaning venture I was happily scouring a toilet and singing to myself when I discovered it. A hair. Not just any hair though... there is only one type of hair that turns and twists in such a way that reminds you of an off ramp in the city...

A pube. A hair from the great beyond.

It didn't surprise me that it was there. I was, after all, cleaning a toilet. What made me stop for a moment was my realization that this pube was not a "stranger pube". I actually knew one of the people it came from, but not intimately enough to be okay with its presence. This was an "acquaintance pube", the most awkward of all pubes.

Clothing Optional

I went to a hot springs resort the other day. One of the features were Geo-Thermal Cave Baths. These cave baths are gender separated and happen to be clothing optional. This was my first time in a clothing optional place and I had expected the ratio of non-nude to nude would be about 50/50. Nope. That was not the case at all. In fact, myself and my friend were the only ones wearing anything. I actually was starting to feel out of place.

The nudity didn't bother me though. In fact, I was extremely cool with it. What surprised me was the... oh, how should I say it... state of lawn maintenance some of these women had. I mean, not even twenty feet in I encountered a lady laying down by the baths that must have been hiding a forest in her pants. If I had my glasses on, I bet I could have seen birds flying out of there.

A Doodle of Melons

I have had nothing interesting to talk about lately. Or maybe I'm just lazy. Anyway, I was unloading melons from the car today (they came two in a bag) and the bag broke. I caught the melons but couldn't help but be amused at the cliché pose. Nobody was around to share in my amusement so here is a crappy doodle of the event. Ta for now! ... or shall I say ta-tas for now?

Holding my melons.

Working On The Self/Risks

For the past year I've been trying to be more true to myself. It has been hard but every day that goes by has been easier. The past two weeks have experienced the most change on outlook and physical well being. I'm pretty happy about that actually. I fear though that old habits die hard. But... I'm thinking if I do have a glitch, I just need to remember how I feel in this very moment.

I rather enjoy change. I also like new experiences and meeting new people. One day I'd love to travel the world. Unfortunately, that does take some monetary start up. Plus, being female, I have to take some extra precautions when it comes to travel. This upsets me actually. I wish it weren't like that.

My life is at a crossroads and I'm still looking at the map trying to choose the best route. I'm trying to listen to my heart and listen to logic. Logic has given me a clear answer but my heart is still undecided. Perhaps this is the "crisis" of most people in their early to mid twenties face. Hell, this is probably a "crisis" that most people face sometime in their lifetime. What I'd really like to hear about is other people's crossroads and what they did about it. And if they believe it was the best choice for them. And why.

Choices contain risks and risks are what make life worth living. Without taking a chance we'll never get answers we seek. I like risks, but they are calculated risks. I've jumped out of an airplane and invested over a grand that took me forever to save in t-shirts that may or may not be sold (among other risks throughout my life). A certain amount of trust was invested in those endeavors and luckily I've at least broke even on all of them in terms of gain and loss. All the while I was fully aware of the consequences if things happened to go "wrong". So I'm not afraid to take risks. The choice is in which risk to take.

This blog post isn't funny and it jumps around a lot. I don't really care though. My brain just wanted to vomit this out.