Ranch Bottles, Starbursts, and Freezers Included

Today, I once again found myself standing there watching my finger bleed due to some random mishap with an ordinary object when it occurred to me that the quite extensive list of things I have burned and/or cut my fingers on is really quite odd. It is full of non-hot/sharp objects that really should cause no harm. And the few actually sharp or hot things on there have odd circumstances surrounding it. I at first thought I was just clumsy in an extraordinary way. But now I think that it is more that I am just distracted. No matter what the reason I think I need to keep away from harmless objects and surround myself with dangerous ones. They never seem to hurt me.

Beyond the Bucket List

As I was lying in bed the other night I decided that while bucket-lists are good fun and can actually be quite productive, I decided I also needed a post-bucket-list. Or, rather, a list of things I want to do after I am dead. There are a few people I have promised that I will haunt after I die. And that is at the top of my list. It would be great fun to haunt someone. Hide their stuff and watch them search, creep them out at night, if you be a creeper yourself you can watch them whilst they are naked. The typical poltergeist stuff is amusing, but being a horror movie type haunt is just outright fun. I think I will pick my top horror ghosts and draw inspiration for them. Not outright copy, but draw elements from. And as a ghost you can do the random and inexplicable acts you always have the urge to do but cannot. But, as a ghost people are just like "Yeah, they're weird. They do what they do for mysterious reasons we cannot fathom." They don't realize that everyone would do this given the chance. Then of course on my list is the typical travel and discover the mysteries of the universe. However, I can only hope I have more time to expand this list while working on my bucket list. Also, on a side note, Tron was awesome.

Castiel Trumps

I finished season 5 of Supernatural today. It was amazing. I liked it much better than the fourth. I liked the emotion in this one. I also liked that there seemed to be a few more cases that weren't focused around angels and demons. And the ones that were were much better. I also loved Castiel. He was hilarious. And sexy. Very sexy. Not to say that Sam and Dean weren't, Dean is unable to not be sexy, but Cass gave them some competition. He beat Sam, didn't quite beat Dean though. Not sure anyone quite can... but I won't deny that Castiel was damn close. I also liked Sam more in this season than I have any other season. He proved himself not to be a complete douche. He also proved his loyalty to Dean, and it was long overdue. And those inner-demons of his were less irritating in this season. He finally decided to deal with them more than whine about them or guilt-trip over them. Dean had some of the most emotional issues in this season and I fully approved. It didn't hurt that he looks gorgeous when he cries. Bobby had some traumas too but remained badass. And Castiel has already been discussed. There is my spoiler-free response.

I Feel So Cheap

I have this friend that is a total mooch. She always wants me to just give her everything. Food, money, love. You know that kinda stuff. And now she is going to be staying with me for a month. I see bankruptcy in my near future. At 18. Pretty pathetic. And she thinks I don't mind because she thinks I love her. I allow her to think this because I am a humanitarian by nature. She is also trying to take over my bed. I heard her discussing a plot to get me drunk so she can take advantage of me. I feel violated (and I only slightly like it). There is one other important thing in life that I gave her but I can't reveal what that is or her identity will be obvious. And I am fully expecting her to read this. And she better enjoy it. I posted it just for her. Not only it but I posted for her in general. And I am letting her live with me and eat with me and be in my life. And for what? Guess I do love her after all....

A Night That Was Only Somewhat Wasted

I went and saw Burlesque tonight. I wasn't a huge fan of it. It wasn't horrible but it wasn't good either. I did like Cher in it. Say what you will about her penis, but she has a good voice and is pretty badass. The movie also taught me a couple of valuable life lessons. 1) Air rights will get you out of a fix. 2) Oppurtunity only knocks for a little while, and while it may seem like you missed the door, you can always open it and yell for the person and they come back. Always conveniently right in time. I should have gone and watched Unstoppable. Though, I did see The Warrior's Way yesterday and I really liked that one, even if Kate Bosworth was in it. Even the old dude trying to sit on me half-way through the movie didn't ruin it.

I Am Not Comfortable With The Unexpected Clown

There is a clown in my living room. I am hiding out upstairs. I am not afraid of clowns but I do not like sititng in a circle with a bunch of five-year-olds looking at a clown doing weird stuff. I find clowns stupid. And not a good stupid. Though, this chick has some talent with the balloons. I usually don't blog unless I have something to say, but I have run out of things to do whilst hiding from clowns and children. And this is just about as intelligent as anything I normally say anyway. I'm getting hungry but the clown is blocking the kitchen. I will probably just wait for the cupcakes. Cupcakes are a good breakfast at 1 in the afternoon no matter what anybody says. I am excited for the new cupcake store. The one that is already there is ok but the new one looks so much more colorful and pretty. I think the clown left so I am done with this. And I am sure we are all thankful.

Perhaps My Favorite Ancient Deity?

I have decided that Isis is just about the coolest goddess ever. While she is a huge symbol of femininity and woman-power, I don't feel like that was what made her so awesome. But that may just be because I honestly find feminists and woman's rights fanatics irritating. It just isn't needed in America anymore. We have our rights, so move onto other subjects or other countries. Anyway, back to Isis. What I like about her is that she didn't exactly act like a goddess. She kind of just went about her thing. She was down on earthly planes grinding corn with the rest of us. And she was devout to one lover, Osiris, which is a bit strange for those ancient gods. Though, it was usually the men who were a bit more of the run-arounds. She also overthrew Ra. And overthrowing the main god is pretty bad ass. It also reveals a darker side to her. But instead of it being her downfall it is her uprising. Plus, she manages to find every single piece of a dismembered body that was sent down the Nile and in any direction Set decided to throw them. Pretty legit stuff right there.

This is Why I Hate Winter

There you have it. At least the first time I went off the road I didn't half-ass it. Full out in a ditch and against cement. Unfortunately I missed the telephone pole and stop sign by less than a foot. And I didn't do any (new) damage to the car. And just a word of advice, if you are coming to Shelley stay off of New Sweden. Yellowstone is clear. Take advantage of it.

Jung and Horoscopes

It seems like every few years or so the Jung Personality Test gets really popular. This is the third round of it that I can remember. I take it every now and then because I have nothing better to do and I like to see if my result ever changes based on my mood. It has always stayed the same. And if you are wondering I am an INFJ. While the description seems to be accurate for the most part, I still don't know how I feel about categorizing personalities. It is definately fun to do if you have free time. And it is interesting to see what other people get. But some people go crazy with these things like people do with horoscopes. I hate horoscopes, but I will come back to that. All the personality tests have a compatibility component that tells you what personality types you should get along best with. It is fun to see if your relationships fit in with this but it gets a little ridiculous when people try to MAKE the relationships fit the profile. They will go and seek the people who they think fits the stereotyped perfection for them and reject those who don't fit. And in doing so possibly throw away great opportunities. It is the same thing as where people won't date anyone that doesn't meet their criteria. Like when women won't go for a man who isn't handsome, a doctor, from a rich family, and is great with animals. The only difference is that the personality people have scientific studies to base their expectations off of. Now I feel like going to the horoscopes. They have basis in possible truths but for the most part are very generic and made to sell. People need to quit planning their lives around them. They might find that they get shit done when they don't make a decision based around what some zodiac "expert" is telling them. Though these zealots are good for blog rants :D

Success

Today I had a truly good day. First, I got to sleep in a bit. True, it was interupted by noisy children every now and then but that is still better than no sleep, which is my norm. Then, I went and watched Harry Potter. It was my second time watching it. I still liked it the second time and I always consider that a good sign. After that I went to Taco Bell. Then, I went and bought two seasons of Supernatural on sale. It was amazing. Saved sixty bucks. I love saving money. And no I am not Jewish no matter what people may tell you. Oh, and I did all this while bonding with my sister. I think that makes for a pretty successful day. And since my blog is boring and only talks about things I care about I decided to give you people a picture of a couple of hot men sitting by a lake. Enjoy.

These Are Life's Important Decisions

I have a new goal in life. Or a new item for my bucket list rather. I want a pet raccoon. I have been thinking about it ever since I got rid of my dog. I miss cats. And a raccoon is kind of like a cat. But better. They are cool looking and they use their hands to do some pretty cool stuff. Now, I know they are wild and could turn on me, but so could a dog. And that isn't the reason I got rid of my dog. I got rid of her because she was psychotic. But that is a whole different story. I miss having cats. They are such easy pets. They are the best to cuddle with too. And I miss them even more when I wake up with Satan on my feet or staring at me with a squeaky toy in her mouth. She has some freaky eyes. She also needs to be shaved. She sheds way to much. I suppose a Maine Coon Cat would pretty much serve the same purpose as a racoon. But they don't have the striped bushy tail and the bandit eyes. No, a raccoon is my ideal pet. That's a lie. My ideal pet is a giant panda. But that is not plausible (unfortunately). Maybe I have a thing for animals with black around their eyes. It stems from my abusive relationships. Or perhaps my tendency to gravitate towarda abusers stems from my like for the animals. But it is a bit late in the day for such intelligent philosophing. Or a bit early depending on how you look at it. Again too much. I think I am just going to stop. No need to thank me. Actually do.

Winter Driving

So, the only reason I absolutely hate winter is because I hate driving in snow and ice. And today, with the first real snow storm of the year I remembered that it was more than the dangerous road conditions that inspires this hatred. It is also the people. People who live in Idaho were either raised here or moved here from somewhere with a like climate. People do not move here from Arizona or California without any ties being here very often. With that being the case, every driver in Idaho has driven in snow before (we aren't talking about new drivers here). However, on the day of the first snow you would think drivers had never even heard of snow before. People go twenty mph, spin-out in a panic induced by a snowflake, and do not turn their lights on. Out of all of these I find the lights the most annoying. Though I suppose there is also the flip-side with the big trucks that think they are indestructable and leave their lights off while going 12o. Either way driving in the winter sucks. And it gets even worse when the roads get dangerous without the drivers. But today I think it was mainly the dumb ass drivers making it dangerous. And I am not all that great of a driver so I may be a hypocrite, but I have a blog that no one reads, so I feel that I can take liberties.

Procrastination

So, I am sitting here helping Aubry write a ten-page research paper that is due in the morning. Yes, we did start on it around four or five o'clock this evening. This all-night rush brings back memories. I am proud of her though. I have only seen her get on facebook once, and only for about five minutes, and only to talk to me about a woman who was marrying her dildo. For we could not say this in front of Aubry's grandma. Oh, and Grandma also informed us that Aubry and I were going to be marrying. So I will take this oppurtunity to announce to my three followers (of which I am fairly sure only Ashley regularly checks their updates) that Aubry and I are engaged. We will be holding our joint-bridal-shower at the Stillwater Mansion in Idaho Falls on an unknown date (soon to be announced). The wedding date is still undecided as we will have to do some compromising with Skyler (aka Aubry's bitch). Back to the research paper. Her thesis is that medical marijuana should not be legalized. I have learned more about marijuana today than I ever did in D.A.R.E. And now I feel sorry for her. She is over there typing a paper about medical marijuana while I sit here and blog. We may just be working on this until four in the morning. The sad thing is that I truly do miss doing this. Though, it is a bit better when it is someone else's grade on the line. But at the same time it means I am not getting to work on a thesis of my choosing. But I am doing more editing and research which is also less work. Either way I miss this. I love being a nerd. By the way, I have decided I AM against medical marijuana. Dirty basterds are trying to use it as a front for legalizing pot, as one reason that I don't like it. Which is an entirely different debate that I am still divided on. Would be good from an economic standpoint. The procrastination of the research paper is also procrastinating this post. I have been writing it off and on for over an hour now. You would think it would be a better post. But, once again I must disappoint. Oh, and back to the wedding. I had planned on Aubry being my maid-of-honor when I got married. And now that I have been informed of our marriage I am not sure how this is going to work out. I could try to make her my bride and my maid, but that seems complicated. Maybe I will just delegate the position to one of the runner-ups. I'm thinking that will have to be the solution. I don't know if she had planned on me being her maid-of-honor. If so, she will also soon realize this same dilemma. She will probably pass it to her sister. Or Skylar. Maybe that can be part of the compromise.

Even More Ramblings

I have decided I like the end of the year much more than the start of one. And this love starts with October. This is the month of my favorite holiday and then after that is the Holiday Season, which I like the atmosphere of. I like getting ready for the holidays more than the actual holidays I think. Everything is just all busy and expectant and smells really good. Cinnamon always smells nice. People always seem to smell better in the month after Christmas. I figure it is everyone wearing their new perfumes and colognes that they got as presents. Though sometimes people smell worse becasue they are wearing scents that they didn't pick out themselves, which can lead to smelling like an old person. I am not sure if people wear the bad smelling ones out of kindness to those who gave them the present or if they are just delusional from holiday stress. The actual holiday is always a let-down. Everyone spends a ton of time and money to get ready and then it just ends in boredom, blotation, and family fights. Yeah, I definately like getting ready for the holidays more than the actual holiday. And it is the only time of year I can really tolerate prolonged shopping. And I usually even enjoy it and not just tolerate it. Though it also makes me feel guilty. I never get my best friend anything. I always have the intention. I just can never seem to find the perfect thing. And for the last few Christmases she has been out-of-town so I always say I can get her later (on the sales which I can admit since she doesn't read this) but I never do. But she never gets me anything, I suspect for the same reasons, so it works out. I like to think we are just in the kind of friendship where we are well aware that we are a big part of each other's lives and don't need to get each other presents to show that we are aware and care about the other's existence. Well, I just told her I was blogging about her so now she is going to read it. So, Aubry, I love you. And I miss being in your bed. Especially with the good old satin sheets that always made you fall out of bed. And then fall again when you tried to get back in. I've never been a huge fan of satin sheets. I don't mind them, but at the same time they kind of gross me out. Rocks and snow also tend to gross me out at times. But mostly rocks. They look disgusting. So does cracked ground. I don't like where this post is going. So I think I better end it.

Ramblings

Well, it has once again been awhile since I posted. I always have been a bit fearful of commitment. I guess the place to start is with some updates of my life. My car was hit by some uninsured bitch who is now ignoring me. Time for court. And as such I no longer have a car and therefore am being driven around by my mother. And this arrangement means that in the last week I have spent one night at home and the rest at my mom's. Yes, my life is miserable at the moment. I also am dreading/looking forward to this saturday. I get to see a friend I haven't seen in awhile. Unfortunately, when I do see her I have to give her some information that she will not enjoy hearing and I feel she will be angry at me for quite a bit of time afterwards. Drama is stupid. And people who enjoy it are stupid. On the upside work was a bit busier this weekend. And being the loser that I am this made me insanely happy. I hope it keeps up :) It has been rainy and cold, which also makes me happy. As long as I am not cold that is ;) I also want to say that I miss my friends. Everyone is going to college and I am very jealous. I have gotten bored. I miss the intellectual stimulation of learning. People are worried that I will not go back next fall because of the year I took off, but I am way to bored not to. I have always loved learning new things and I want to start again through education. And back to the friends I miss. Aubry, I didn't see her much before but I see her less now and it sucks. I feel like she is also having a hard time with the changes she is going through and it makes me feel bad that I can't be there for her more. Marie, we always seemed to get sick of each other by the end of a school year but were always ready to be together again after summer. We didn't get to this year and that kind of makes me sad :( but we have actually been talking and seeing more of each other than I thought we would. We will see what happens. Ashley, I actually miss you more than I thought I would. You are the newest friend out of the ones that left and yet I miss you quite a bit. But I feel like you are doing pretty well adjusting up in good old Boise. I feel like eventually you will pretty much put this place and the people here behind you, but I want you to know we will always be here if you should want to come back :) All that being said I actually find myself missing last year. I like the change but there are definately things about it I miss. But those things are far to personal for a blog. Even if I write the blog for my own personal type of electronic diary. I tend to keep somethings even from myself so writing exactly what I miss just won't sit well with me. I don't miss high school. I am glad that is over. I met some amazing people that I will never forget but I wouldn't want to deal with the other people or any of the other stuff again. Though there aer a few classes I miss. But that would go back to my boredom. I think I need to find a hobby or passion. But those are hard. Especially when money is tight. Well I got distracted and left this page for awhile, which signals to me that I am done posting for now.

Talk Nerdy to Me

So, as I am surrounded by nerds in my daily life (and as I am one myself), and being that I have time on my hands, I realized a few things about nerds lately. There are many kinds of nerds. Many, many kinds. Some could argue that some are geeks, but I see geeks as the people that are so socially dysfunctional that they come off as creepy, so I'm not going there. Anyway, back to the kinds of nerd. There are the kinds like myself. Meaning there are the academic and book nerds. These are the types that can space out and if asked what thinking about it will be something pretty random. These are also the types that always have at least one book within reach. Then there are the science nerds. These people are weird. They see a periodic table and instantly become aroused. But they usually ignore this arousal to tell you the history and characters of every element. These people know the most random facts about the most random things, as long as it has to do with science. Then there are the comic book nerds. These people have there own little world that the rest of the world has no idea exists. They all seem to know each other (at least in these parts of the United States) and they all seem to know what the others are talking about. These people can talk for hours about comic books. And this talk can either be extremely entertaining and partly educational or so boring you wish that you were dead. It all depends on who is telling you and how they present it. The next kind of nerd is the video game nerd. Video game nerds talk non-stop about video games and tend to know quite a bit about technology. These are nerds I find it difficult to relate with. There lives are consumed by technology and video games, things I know not of. Then there are the closet nerds. These people try to hide that they are nerds. But if you look through there stuff you find superheros and books hidden in obscure places. Yes Tasia, this is you. These people don't embrace who they are because they are afraid of being stereotyped. But you are going to be stereotyped no matter what, so you might as well be what you are. All the nerds, while leaning more towards one type, tend to have a bit of every type of nerd in them. And I have found that nerds are my favorite people. They think a bit differently than most and are pretty much a constant source of entertainment and knowledge. And they get those fabled nb's over some great stuff.

My Happy List :)

So, I realized I have been a downer lately. Not only have I been feeling really down, but I have also been spreading the joy. And what I like to do when I get in these situations is create a list of the simple things that make me happy. You would be suprized by how much it helps. Now, it does not cure as there is usually some outside force that I cannot control but just have to learn to deal with overtime. But it definately goes a long way towards curing. I have decided that this list will go on here.

1. The cool side of a pillow
2. Summer nights
3. Night in general
4. An unexpected hug/kiss
5. An eagerly anticipated hug/kiss
6. A smile from a stranger
7. Someone who breaks stereotypes
8. Finding out first impressions were wrong
9. Talking to a friend
10. Laughing so hard it hurts your face and your stomach
11. Going through old stuff and feeling nostalgic
12. Halloween
13. Anticipation
14. Seeing people you haven't seen in awhile
15. Books
16. Babies' smiles
17. Knowing someone was thinking about you
18. Sudden inspiration
19. Peace after prolonged stress
20. The Holiday Season
21. A hug from a kid
22. Colors
23. A warm bath/shower after being in the cold
24. Slippers
25. Warm blankets
26. A drink of water
27. Seeing family you don't see very often
28. Songs you love
29. Going to bed after a good night
30. History
31. Antiques
32. Laughing for no reason
33. Motivation
34. Sun shining through trees
35. Rainy days
36. Pajamas
37. Crying after holding it in for a long time
38. Sweaters
39. Warm breezes
40. The first snow of the season
41. When make-up and/or hair goes well
42. Meeting someone amazing
43. Putting your feet in a stream/lake/river
44. Chocolate/candy
45. Guys that smell good
46. Just being
47. Listing
48. The unknown
49. Security
50. The smell of books

I Don't Think I Have Much of a Thought Process Anymore

Well, I haven't posted in awhile. Such a disappointment for all three of my followers I am sure. And sadly it hasn't been because I am busy. Just lazy. I am not even sure what I have been doing with my time lately. I do know that everyone I know is leaving to different parts of the world and it is really weird. And I actually miss some of them. Though, oddly enough, I have been seeing a lot of people I haven't seen in awhile. Like my third grade teacher. And a teacher I had in 7th, 8th, and 9th grade. And this one guy. I never really knew his name. Well, I feel like I may have at one time..... Kind of makes me feel like a bitch not knowing it, especially since he always calls me by mine. But, it isn't really something you can ask someone when it is obvious you are supposed to know. Oh well. He doesn't know that I don't know. I have said the word "know" a lot so far in this post. It makes me feel like my vocabulary is diminishing. On a happier note, I am starting to see signs that fall is coming. I love fall! The clothes during fall are my favorite kinds. Much better than summer and winter clothes. Spring clothes could possibly be ok, but living in Idaho I feel like that is the season we skip. It just stays cold until the middle of June and then we are thrown into summer in July. Anyway back to fall. I also love fall because it has Halloween. Which is my favorite holiday. I am not much of a holiday person, but Halloween makes me consider being one. I do like the feel of the Holiday Season around Thanksgiving and Christmas. I like the time leading up to the holiday more than the actual holiday. The holiday always seems so anti-climatic after all of the fuss that goes into getting ready for it. And that is the fun part :) Also, Facebook should die.

Harry Potter and the Giant Chicken Suit

So, I have decided to re-read the Harry Potter books before the movie comes out in November. It has been years since I have read the first few. I am currently on the second one, The Chamber of Secrets, and I am loving every minute of it. I recognize now that the writing is much more aimed at the juvenile readers, but I do not care. The writing is still excellent, the thought that people compare her to Stephanie Myer apalls me, and Rowling astounds me with the ability to write well and aim it at children while still making it completely enjoyable for adults. Also, I have realized I am still quite in love with the story and the characters. And I love being a nerd and being able to say this. :) And I am way excited for the movie. And for the second part of the movie. As I have admitted this much of my nerdom I will also admit that I occasionally watch Judge Judy and that it cracks me up (I am not sure that is a nerd qualification but it works for me). This dude is getting sued by a lady because he sold her a dirty giant chicken suit. That just about sums up life. Judy is a bitch and it can be funny and I admire that she stands her ground no matter what, but mainly it is just these people. You cannot go on Judge Judy and be sane. Everyone's favorite seems to be the crazy-tupperware lady. She is great, but blatantly so. I almost like the not-so-obvious ones. They are the secretly insane ones that can be totally related to people that the audience personally knows. If I ever have to go to court because I am being sued, I really hope it involves something like a giant chicken suit, because that would just make it perfectly fine to be in court. Because then even if I lost I could be like "Yeah, I deserved that. I was involved with someone who wanted to be a giant chicken. No way I can bitch about this. I should be paying them money." I hope for everyone's sake, it never comes to this. But if it does, I will make sure that I am on national tv so that everyone knows and can watch it on Youtube for years to come.

Summer Valentines (Which suck more than February Valentines)

Summer seems to inspire a lot of new romances and "love." It may be a teenager thing, but I do not think so. Couples of all ages seem to appear. Summer romances come around simply because people want to go out in the nice weather and get out in general and they do not want to do this alone. Along with this seasonal comaderie comes the bombardment of people asking for advice. The thing I seem to notice most is that people confuse infatuation with love (I throw lust in with infatuation, though they are not the same thing). Meeting a new person that you have an attraction to is exciting and, if the attraction is strong enough, it can be overwhelming. People are confused by this. They think "I get along with this person so well and we are so alike and we have great chemistry and I feel so comfortable around them and they are so perfect and..." All this is peachy and of importance when first meeting or first getting to know one another, but it is a lie. Once someone REALLY gets to know them then, if they still see this but add to their list of ands "I see their imperfections and I love them because of them" then there is something true in this. The problem is that people do not take time to discover whether or not it is really love, because they assume this first infatuation is love. And everyone is always in such a hurry to find their true love and live happily ever after that they don't just let things happen. These things just simply cannot be rushed. There are those cases where people meet and get married in one weekend and have a happy fifty-year marriage, but these are pretty rare. Instead, it usually ends up like a Hollywood marriage. I guess I do not understand this incessant need to find the perfect person and be with them NOW. People are afraid of being alone I guess. But if they would just slow down and not look at every person as a potential mate, they may actually find that person. If people would just let things happen and run the natural course, something great could be produced. I'm not saying do not try to make relationships work or do not look, just do not try so hard that you cannot see anything but yourself. And all these young people, especially you people right around my age, stop thinking everyone you meet is your "one true love." And yes, I realize that young love can "be true." I know plenty of couples that met when one or both were very young and have been together for twenty or more years. And honestly age does not mean a whole lot in my mind (to a certain degree: people need to be legal and there is a point where it gets a little gross), but at the same time I think the younger set is a bit zealous and excited so can more frequently misinterpret new feelings. The older set can be overcautious and dismiss feelings. But it is easy to find people acting the complete opposite than these two broad and insubstantial-yet-slightly-true sets dictate. A little less annoying than the people who fall in love instantly are the people who never fall in love. I am a bit more sympathetic with these people. They are not as obviously heartbroken and not as blatantly or dramatically upset as the people who lose their loves quite frequently, they are lonely and scared, which can be far worse as it those are deep and long feelings. They are afraid of being hurt. Or they have high expectations that people just cannot live up too. Or they feel that they do not deserve the person they find. These people let intimidation and fear blind them from something potentially great. I guess it all comes down to people need to slow down, relax, and see beyond their expectations and dreams, and just let things happen as they will.

Sluts and Popcorn

Firstly, I would like to say that people who do not have one single picture of themselves standing in front of a mirror trying to look sexy and casual at the same time, are my heroes. These kinds of pictures are ridiculous. The person's face is almost always blocked by the phone/camera, meaning the unfortunate observer is to concentrate on the person's body. Said body is usually never as good as the person thinks or, even if it is, the fact that they have to rape one's eyes with it makes it unappealing. Luckily, it seems that as time goes by people get older and realize that these pictures are ridiculous and they cease taking them. Maybe they finally realize they look like sluts/manwhores, or maybe they just realize that their profile picture looks exactly like everyone elses, with the covered faces and all. Secondly, I have realized something about popcorn. Everyone likes it made in a different way, but there isn't all that many different ways to make it. There is burnt and not. I can control that. And there is more oil and seasoning and less oil and seasoning. I can also control that. But after that I am powerless. The popcorn has complete command. And people hate that. But they love popcorn. Such a paradox. Well that's my thought process for the last five to ten minutes. It is boring-as-hell, but so are you for reading it. Plus, if you weren't boring I wouldn't be blogging right now, so it's your fault.

Lolita

Now that I have had a blog for two months, I think (and by I I mean Ashley has finally motivated me to do something with an empty blog) it has reached the moment where I should actually post something. This something is relatively dull and means nothing to anyone but me, and I shall thoroughly enjoy writing it :). What I want to write about right now is the last book I finished, Lolita by Vladmir Nabokov. This is not the most pressing thing on my mind, but I would much rather talk about a ldemented pedophile than personal stresses. This book is not at all what I was expecting. I first heard about this book in my AP Composition Class in my junior year of high school. We studied the first lines of the book, which I now recognize as infamous. "Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta..." We were studying it for the literary devices it contains. But it is amazing for other reasons entirely. It contains the whole novel in it. It shows Humbert's passion and lack of remorse yet acknowledgement of guilt. I really like literary beginnings that are memorable. They are as important as the ending, yet they are frequently overlooked. But moving off of the beginning, I was expecting to be thoroughly shocked by this novel and its taboo subject. What turned out to be most shocking was the lack of detail and how that was more obscene than any detail could have been. How Humbert's "love" was portrayed as legitimate was most shocking of all. I loved that the author made the narrator of the story someone the reader despises and wishes they could castrate. Very interesting. On a side note I watched Grown Ups today. It was ok. Not as bad as I was led to believe it would be. The jokes got tiresome. And the kids could not act and were very annoying.