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.