A Riddle and a Gentlewoman

I'm feeling a little inquisitive today. I found my brain in a place where deep thought and being well spoken is not a back-handed way of telling someone they're an idiot. This place is my own little world. I'm glad I had the chance to drop the "dumb girl" facade long enough to get lost in my own head for a while and really THINK. Not about video games or all the other things I think about, but instead I contemplated my environment and pop culture. That said, I came up with an interesting question.
One social networking site fell on the knife of childish stupidity, "friend whoring", re-postings and rapid popularization that sucked the slight enjoyment left in the lives of those who used it. Another social network has seemed to fit the giant's shoes, and he too will fall upon a knife like the giant before him. That said, how long will it take for the second giant to become but a whispered name to be mocked?

If you can't sleep

Here's a list of some sweet tunes.

•Route Around (Acoustic) by Rebelution
•Existencialism on Prom Night by Straylight Run
•A Letter from Janelle (Acoustic) by Chiodos
•Cemetary Weather by Isles & Glaciers
•Things to Come by The Shins
•Play Crack the Sky by Brand New
•Falling by Iration
•Title and Registration by Death Cab for Cutie

You're welcome.

♪♫"Love is watching someone die..."♫♪

"You get prettier and prettier every time I see you, mija." My grandfather has told me that every single time I saw him since I was a kid. He taught me how to swim and told me all about his high school days. Now, he's in a hospital and I'm too scared to go see him. I've had dizzy spells and mood swings for the past month and it's gotten to the point where I don't want to be alone for even a few hours. There's a knot in my stomach that twists every time I think about him or hear about how he's doing. I even went as far as to ask my friends to take it easy on the jokes. I'm angry and depressed. Mix that with a lovely chemical imbalance (manic depression bi-polar) and you have a ticking time bomb. I'd rather not find out what could happen if I snap, especially if it's towards a friend.

My brother told me my dad wants all the grand kids to go see our grandpa in the hospital. I don't want to be the drama queen and make up excuses not to go, but I don't want to find out what my reaction will be when I see him. My grandpa is a true fighter and I don't want to be weak when I see him. This is one of those times when I need a shoulder to cry on. That's what sisters do. We may have our differences and petty arguments, but we're family.

Song of the day: What Sarah Said by Death Cab for Cutie

PWFL Goes Political

So I read part of an article today and I thought it was comical enough for me to say something about it. So here it goes:

Rick Santorum sure must love the taste of his own foot in his mouth. He twisted the words of President Obama to try and make him sound like a jerk. However, Mr. President's speeches are well documented to a freaking T. It's a bunch of he said she said bullshit, but it's documented and published so the whole world can see how much of an asshole this Santorum guy really is.

Santorum said: “President Obama has said he wants everybody in America to go to college. What a snob... There are good, decent men and women who go out and work hard every day, and put their skills to test, who aren't taught by some liberal college professor (who) tries to indoctrinate them. I understand why he wants you to go to college. He wants to remake you in his image. I want to create jobs so people can remake their children into their image, not his.”

What President Obama really stressed was for Americans to get a college education, be it at a university or community college, or some kind of vocational training. He's actually encouraging people to get something more than just a high school diploma, which I support.

FYI, The Good Ol' US of A has one of the crappiest education systems on the global level. My home state of Arizona ranked 50th in the country for education. That's saying something, now isn't it?

So for all you Santorum supporters, have a little food for thought: Do you really want a jackwagon who lies to the media about what the President said? Vote Ron Paul :)

Dead Memories

I woke up with a splitting headache today. I've been turning over a single thought in my mind for the past few weeks, and today I finally realized a few things.

For starters, we're not kids anymore. It's a hard pill to take and I know I should have realized this a while ago. But, I'm hung up on the old times. Times when we used to stay up all hours of the night, get shit faced, and hang out when we were in more sober conditions. Now, friends are married or were at one point, moved out, working to pay bills, working on degrees, or a combination of the five.

What's more depressing is when I realized I'm 23, barely starting on a degree, I can't drive, I don't have a car and I don't have a job. As much as I want to be irresponsible and relive all those dead memories, I know I can't. It's not that I have a family to support or have to make ends meet. I just have to grow the fuck up.

I'm no Bible-crazed lunatic who MUST pray for all that I want or need, but I do see some things in the Hebrew/Christian Bible that make some sense. When three angels were uber pwning Sodom, Lot's wife turned around and became a pillar of salt. Look it up. I don't have a Bible on hand right now. Anyway, Lot's wife was a metaphor (in my opinion). She looked back on what was past and she was stuck there. I was stuck mentally, but now I'm mobile and moving forward.

-The End-

A List of Things I Hate

It's not in order, but I'm a little irritated right now and I need to rant.

-Celery

-Unexpected company

-Teenagers who think their parents owe them anything

-Children who scream/swear/whine

-Homework

-Washing dishes

-Users

-Posers

-Child molesters

-Rapists

-Murderers

-Crooked politicians

-Smoking bans

-People who ignore traffic regulations

-Mornings

-Dirty socks

-Animal abuse

-Twilight

-Justin Bieber (I don't care if I spelled it wrong. He's annoying.)

-"Artists" who make it big yet have little to know musical skill

-Joiners

-Idiots

-Morons

-Jackasses

-Assholes

-Evangelicals trying to push their religion on others

-The Game and losing the game

-The economy

-Money

-Unemployment rates

-Long lines

-Human rights violations

-Hitler

-Genocide

-Politics in general

-Bombs

-War

-Dirt

-Germs

-Diseases

-Chemical warfare

-Tribal tattoos on anyone who isn't in a tribe to begin with

-Dropped stitches when I'm knitting/crocheting

-Losing things

-People who think they're better than everyone else

-Holes in my shoes

-Running out of cigarettes

-People not understanding that guns don't kill people

-Terrorists

-People who don't understand the nature of hunting. IT'S FOR POPULATION CONTROL! Do you want those poor animals to starve because they over populated and consumed their food sources? I don't hunt. Hell, I've never even shot a gun in my life. But if I can grasp that concept, so can all these PETA ass wads who shoot off flares at hunting grounds. You make me sick.

-Lint

-Anything purple.

-Anti-LBGT anything

-Gangs

-Violence

-Really annoying people.

That's my rant for today. I feel better :). I may bitch about a lot of shit, but the men and women stationed in Afghanistan have it rough. Check out this link. Help a soldier out, will ya? Special thanks to Brian Wendt for writing the Facebook note, "

HotHands® for Soldiers".

It was just that much fun

Last night can only be slightly described by a song.

Look What I Can Do

I'm blogging in bed. Sure it takes a lot longer to basically text an entire post, but if it's for quick little things, photos, etc., then it's fairly convenient. Not when I'm supposed to be asleep, though.

Real quick before I head to dream land, if you have a problem with the amount of profanity and vulgarity I use in my blog, tough shit.

Goodnight :)

Single (with links to some fantastic music)

You don't HAVE to follow the links for this blog to make sense. It's optional.

So I broke up with my boyfriend of ten months (that's my longest relationship thus far) and I feel like a bitch. Not because of the reason, but because how I'm not allowing myself to be depressed. Trust me, this morning was a scene ripped from the pages of an emo kid's diary. I had my blanket over my head, cuddling with my pillow, and listening to Brand New. But then I said to myself, "Get your ass out of bed, take a shower and change the music. This is ridiculous." So what did I do? I did some laundry, took a shower, and listened to Rebelution. NO one can be upset when they listen to this amazing band, even if you don't like reggae.

The rest of the night was filled with rants, inside jokes, laughs, "looking suspect", and things that I can't really can't explain. What I can tell you is I love Boston and I just realized Flo Rida's name is Florida with a space between O and R. I feel like a jackass for that last one because it seems so obvious, but I really don't pay much attention to the new hip hop scene.

On a side note, I found myself in the weird part of YouTube. Some things can't be unseen. Just saying.

Now that I've gotten all this stuff off my chest, I feel like dancing.

Bad, Filthy Fun (and not for the whole family).

Last night was the last night I will indulge my inner party girl with Beer Pong until the end of the semester. I'm even giving up the sauce during Lent to make it a double obligation to myself and whatever higher power is out there running this show we call existence.

One of the main reasons I decided I need to stop drinking is the lack of inhibition I have when I'm three sheets to the wind. The things I text to my friends are things I wouldn't normally say under more sober physical conditions, but I meant every word. And, I notice I'm more passive until someone gets in my face. Drunk fights are dangerous and I almost opened a can of whoop ass on some woman who was drinking with us. It's not my place to say she can't come over since it's not my house, but I'll be damned if I get drunk with her again. Aside from that, I'm 23 years old and I can't kill my guts with alcohol before I'm 30. Besides, I have more fun when I'm sober.

Best quote from last night "You threw a Phoenix Down on it?"-My sister, K.C. aka KANSAS!

First post of 2012: Why I should never stay up for an extended period of time...ever.

You know what's hotter than a man who can cook? A man who can clean! Think about it. Visualize your boyfriend/husband/partner/fiance/crush sweeping floors, washing dishes, and scrubbing down every surface. Now imagine Vin Diesel (or your Hollywood heartthrob of choice) doing those same things.

If your standard of clean is significantly low, you may not appreciate my observation. Just sayin'.

This post was brought to you by the Lack of Sleep Institution for Insomniacs. (I totally just made that up right now.)