My my! What awesome music you have!

Local music is the shizznit. AZ has one of the finest local scenes around.

Belligerent Rednecks (and yes, there is a semi-bias going on here since two of the guys from BR are good friends of mine)

The Format

Blessthefall

Greely Estates

Authority Zero

Jimmy Eat World

The Bled

Lost in Atlantis

That's just a taste of awesome.

Get out there and support YOUR local scene!

Illegal Immigrants and Smokey the Bear

I was watching the news today and there was a story about Sen. John McCain blaming illegal immigrants on the recent forest fire near the Arizona/Mexico border. The first thing that human rights activists assume is he is "demonizing" immigrants and "demonizing" Latinos.

My thoughts: Look at the facts, people. It's a border fire. So, how did this fire start? Were the desert critters having a bonfire that got out of control? No! Someone had to start this fire, and it sure wasn't Smokey. No, I'm not saying the Latino population as a whole should be held responsible for it. (I'm Hispanic. Why blame my brown side?) However, I believe those who are responsible for this and every other fire, should pony up and take their punishment like adults.

Oh, and for God's sake, stop making everything about McCain going after Latinos. He wants illegal immigrants out, and I agree with him. I sympathize with those who seek asylum and are turned away. I also agree that the system is fucked. Hopefully, something is done to fix that problem, but until then every single person crossing that border illegally are all the same to McCain and the law.

I feel better now :)

Thoughts of the evening.

Random thoughts of the evening:

-Alcoholics Anonymous is anonymous, why do you introduce yourself?

-Are home grown herbs better than store bought? And does it make a difference if you purchase a mature plant at a store, or grow it from a seed?

-Why is a 12 oz bag of fiber fill more expensive than a 16oz bag?

-At a midnight premier of a movie, what's the ratio of assholes who want to pick the film apart to those who just want to see a movie they've waited to see?

-How did Marvel get bought out by Disney? (This is one of my waking thoughts.)

-It's viewed as child abuse to spank a child, but how many of those law makers were raised with parents who spanked them?

-Why is there a meat dress in the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame?

Ghosts and Alarms

Alright this is getting a little creepy: Every time I talk about paranormal activity (in my house or in general) some weird shit goes down.

A few months ago, I was having a conversation about ghosts and whatnot with my brother. The alarm clock that I had borrowed from him went off three times in a row before I unplugged it from the wall. I had set the alarm for 7 am, but it was going off at 12:am.

Tonight, I was talking to my sister about ghosts and things we've experienced in our house. Then a few minutes later, I was talking to my boyfriend about the same things. After we had said our farewells, my cell phone's alarm goes off for no reason. I set a reminder on my phone for my boyfriend's birthday (which was on the 14th) and it has gone off twice tonight.

Here are a few things I need explained:

1) Seeing "shadows" or "figures" moving in the dark

2)Faceless "mannequin" crawling on the floor

3) Seeing a flash of light in complete dark and/or shadows figures right before my sister had a night terror.

Nothing vicious has happened and I'm glad for that. The only things that have almost required a change of underpants. It's more or less seeing apparitions and shadows. Any takers on giving my family and I some advice?

I almost forgot

I almost forgot about my blog. Oh silly me!

The newest and best thing in my life right now is my boyfriend.

Finals are creeping up. Not cool beans, I say. Time to crack open those books!

This post was brought to you by my trusty mobile device, thus why this and posts after this one will be brief until further notice.

Dates and Hanging Out: Apparently, There's a Difference. Who Would've Thought?

Fuck my fucking LIFE!

So here's the DL with what's going on.

Numero Uno:

I met these two dudes at school who are pretty gnarly.

I asked one of them if he:

A) Had a girlfriend

B) Wanted to go on a date

With my experience of hanging out with new people, their girlfriends get pissed as hell if their man is hanging out with a chick one on one.

Apparently, I really should stop using "date" instead of "hanging out". It seems to be getting me in some trouble. ("date" in context of a date, is still a date. I confuse myself all the time.)

Second:

Gigantor doesn't seem to be into me

I made a date with him anyway like a moron anyway.

So, I'm cancelling and having a da...I mean hanging out with someone else. (It's a work in progress. Cut me some fucking slack.)

Just to clarify: Gigantor and I had a date. An actual date. These dudes from school: hanging out. See the difference?

A date is: The dude pays and there's kissing involved at one point.

Hanging out: Do you pay for your friends stuff and make out with them? (This excludes friends with benefits who have some sort of agreement.) No? Thought so.

***UPDATE***

I'm no longer a vegetarian.

I ♥ BACON

Shining Lights and Gentle Giants

It's safe to say that this blog is not getting the attention it deserves from its author. I'm going to shine a little more light into my personal life. Why? Well, why the fuck not? The happenings in my day to day life aren't exactly exciting, but the highlights are. So without further ado, here is that little bit of light.

I had a date on Saturday. He's simply amazing. He towers a foot taller than me and his eye's are gorgeous. He picked me up from my house, and we went to Castles n' Coasters. It didn't even feel like a first date! He held my hand, he hugged me (major plus because hugs are amazing, even though my face barely came up to his sternum), and he put his arms around me like I was his to have. When we were about to go get something to eat...He kissed me. My head spun and the night sky seemed more beautiful than I had ever seen it before. There was without doubt that ever-desirable "spark".

It almost feels like he reads this blog because we have an inside joke. I didn't have sex with him on the first date, and that's some progress given my reputation as a slut. I'm mad crushing on a guy who deserves nothing but the best I can offer. With that said, I'm going to just leave it be. I don't want to spoil anything by getting my hopes up so high to only watch them crash in an inferno of failed efforts. But, I'm not going to object to this gentle giant asking me to be his girlfriend either.