Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Of Lost and Pygmy Marmosets

It's freezing in front of me because the AC is on, even though I'm wearing a pink snuggie.

I got my sister's wireless internet to work!! That means regular blog posts!!!

So here we go!

A regular post!

Give me a minute to think!


I am aware that the show Lost is well and done, but some sane people in this world have not watched a single episode of it because we acknowledge that we have too many addictions as is, and do not need to heap that much more anxiety on our metaphorical plates.

Knowing the advantage to starting a series after it's all well and done is how quickly you can go through it, a few friends and I decided to pop our Lost cherries, and watch it on Hulu (the entire series of Lost is available on http://www.hulu.com until December 31st, 2010, so get on that, yo!).

We've decided to do four episodes a day, which means we should be done sometime at the end of next month. Funtimes!

Have you ever seen a pygmy marmoset? They're adorable. Look it up.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Draw Muhammad Day

So, this is regarding the Draw Muhammad Day thing. A friend of mine was talked into drawing a Powerpuff Girl version of Muhammad, and she stated that she's not going to post it. Then a few minutes later she said she felt bad. Aaron told her not to. This is the following conversation that took place via skype.

Me: Well, it is kinda bad. I mean, yeah there are extremists in that religion but it is a sacred law that they don't want any depictions of him. And that's a general rule. So...throwing that in their faces in that manner is accomplishing what?

Aaron: of telling them en masse to stfu and not impress their silly desires on the rest of the world

Me: That is such an ignorant statement. It's a religion. That's like every non-Christian plastering offensive pictures of Jesus and telling all the Christians that their beliefs are retarded.

Aaron: lots of people do do that

Me: That's an opinion, and the one thing this world needs is to stop being douches to other people just because they disagree.
Yeah, doesn't make it right.
I poke fun, I'm not perfect, but I don't go out of my way to fuck with everyone just because I don't agree with them.

Aaron: sure, many muslims need to stop being douches and stop threatening death, attacking, and killing people who draw muhamed

Me: Bullshit. There are always going to be large groups of extremists in every religion.
But I guaran-damn-tee you that there is at least ONE person who wouldn't hate and threaten death. And I will sure as fuck defend them, because it's worth it.

Aaron: there seem to be a rather large number of -violent- extreamists within Islam

Aaron: the ones who wont hate or threaten probably wont care much about all this

Me: No, they'll probably be deeply saddened.

Aaron: *shrugs* i dissagree

Me: Yeah, of course there isn't one Muslim who's hurt by all this. Who wishes love on those who persecute him/her.

Aaron: mmm yes, this is totally persicution

Me: In respect of that person and their beliefs, I'm standing against it. Yes, it is.
It's a slap in the face to that person.

Aaron: its more like a middle finger

Me: It's complete disrespect of them and their beliefs.

Aaron: disrespecting a religion is not persicuting it

Me: http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/persecute

Me: Here, educate yourself.

Liz: well it doesnt matter
because i'm not gonna post it or anything

Aaron: alright, i digress

Brandon: what are you all talking about?

Me: The draw Muhammad thing.

Liz: thanks tho

Brandon: draw muhammad thing?

Aaron: today is draw Muhammad day

Me: I'm not specifically targeting you, Patika. I'm talking about the group and what it stands for.

Brandon: ohh?

Brandon: i didnt know about this?

Me: Yeah. Well, in Islam it's disrespectful to draw Muhammad. Because a lot of people think that the extremists run the entire show, they're all drawing Muhhamad in varying disrespectful manners and posting it online.

Me: It's sad.

Doesn't anybody else feel like it's disrespectful? It's definitely hurtful. I know what that group states, but that doesn't make it right. I really do believe that there is at least one Muslim woman or man who does not threaten death or hatred on those who persecute her/him. Doesn't anyone care about them?

Sunday, May 16, 2010


My favorite word when I was fifteen was "sublime." I hadn't heard of the band yet, because I was still very CCM, but I probably would have been obsessed with them if I had.

There's something about being a freaky eccentric non-Taylor-Swift fifteen year old that makes you emotional, stoic, and very into the dark and mysterious world of words and poetry and tragedy. Yes. You are both emotional and stoic.

It's circumstantial.

So there we are.

When I was sixteen I had moved to a new state and was still very "into" vampires. Ohhhh yes. I was/am a Twilight person. Anyway, because I loved vampires I would wear my black and red rockstar clothes with my hair all crazy and awesome, and dark rings of eyeliner with bright red lipstick.

Like two weeks later girls started to do the eyeliner/bright-red-lipstick thing. Copying? Maybe. Was I a narcissistic bitch about it? A little.

When I was ten I was a severe Christian who hated Halloween and anything not God-related.

I'll be twenty in August.

I expect I'll love throwing outfits together and wearing clunky random jewelry and throwing my hair up in different decades. And I'll be writing, and watching (not to sound like a creepy stalker or anything). I think that I'd like to go to Italy or France next year. Africa is still a definite destination. And I'm coming to love Spain too.

I don't know what this post is about, really.


Saturday, May 8, 2010

The Russian Mafia Made Me Wear A Bow Tie Today

I love going through my grandparent's house. They've got stuff everywhere, in all the little drawers and nooks and crannies, and so much of it is just passed by every day.

So yeah, I rummage. My sister kept saying that I was so "nosy" but I kept replying that I'm just an explorer.

The baby boy is crying because he's tired--I kept trying to get him to go to sleep, but he just kept fighting it. Oh well. His head bothers me. You know how babies have a soft spot on the top of their heads? Well, if you didn't know that, they do. And it pulses.



Mainly when they're hungry or crying, but it's scary to suddenly look down and see this little baby's HEAD throbbing.

Lulz. I keep feeling like I'm writing about nothing. Sorry about that. Let's think of a good topic...

You know how you end something with someone? A relationship, a friendship, a something? And you feel bad about it, no matter how bitchy or slutty those people were to you?

And then you start seeing things that remind you of them. And you know that maybe not forever, but for a while, every time you see that thing, it will keep reminding you of them. And that bad, sick, sad feeling will eat at you until you distract yourself with something.

Like double chocolaty chip frappucinos from Starbucks. And ambulances. And "samson" by Regina Spektor. It's like the existence of these things are just...tainted.

I know that this just needs time to pass. I know that I'm not some downer; a depressed emo person. Does that mean I can't be that way once and a while?