Asking me which is my favorite fruit is asking a loving mother to tell you which of her children she loves most!
Now if she's a sneaky mum she's going to try go with the whole, "I love them all equally", which is a bit how I feel towards fruit, it's a mass love thing! But of course that's also not 100% true, like it or not we always have favorites no matter how hard we try not to hurt the non-favorites feelings.
So the mother might then say, "I love each of them for their own special reasons", which you must admit is pretty crafty. True though, you can love watermelon for it's sweetness, kiwis for their tartness, bananas for their... man I'm hungry....
*And it was at this point that the loving mother turned around and did swallow her kids down whole while laughing and sticky and thinking, perhaps I could have used a better Metaphor...*
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Thursday 31 March 2011 - happy to say so
Isn't it funny how we all expect to be happy and for things to go smoothly and calmly and ideally to a nice, foot-tapping, hawaiian tune? But should something horrible or sad or unexplained happen to rock our kayak and suddenly life is unfair, cruel and unkind?
We so see happiness as our right that we forget that sadness is just as valid an emotion and just as much allowed to exist and influence us.
All emotions, good, bad or otherwise are still valid emotions.
(Even if some have to be controlled by pills and restraints...)
People are allowed to be sad, feel sorry for themselves or write ghastly poetry about their deep seated feelings towards Uncle Lennie.
So my thought here is that we should appreciate when we have happiness and treasure it, knowing that it can be fleeting and that life could toss pretty much anything at us at any time. Living in the now and appreciating our happiness NOW, that's pretty much all we can do!
Besides a little gratitude never hurt anyone. (At least not like say, a chainsaw...)
So what do you have to be grateful for today?
We so see happiness as our right that we forget that sadness is just as valid an emotion and just as much allowed to exist and influence us.
All emotions, good, bad or otherwise are still valid emotions.
(Even if some have to be controlled by pills and restraints...)
People are allowed to be sad, feel sorry for themselves or write ghastly poetry about their deep seated feelings towards Uncle Lennie.
So my thought here is that we should appreciate when we have happiness and treasure it, knowing that it can be fleeting and that life could toss pretty much anything at us at any time. Living in the now and appreciating our happiness NOW, that's pretty much all we can do!
Besides a little gratitude never hurt anyone. (At least not like say, a chainsaw...)
So what do you have to be grateful for today?
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Wednesday 30 March 2011 - nachtmusik
Hooray! I am borrowing an MP3 player to listen to music at night! I've always been dead keen on taking an hour before bed to sit in the dark, stick my headphone doinkies in my ears and just get washed away by the music! It's glorious!!
Sadly a small run in with me vs The Machine ended up with my darling pink MP3 player melting like so much artificial blush-coloured cheese! Really it was quiet fascinating in a gruesome way, I still have it on my desk and look at it now and then. Sometimes I suspect I'm sort of hoping it wasn't as bad as all that.
It was.
But no music before bedtime makes me incredibly figity! I play with my hair, my buttons, my cushion and the wall. And that's just the first 10 minutes. I never fully realized what a twitchy person I am!
But having music at night is heavenly! I fill the player up with music and then just flick through trying to find something to suit my mood! Rammstein, Parlotones, Snow Patrol, various anime music who's names I can't pronounce, Deep Blue Something and something or other! Skim, skim, skim till the perfect song hits me smack on the eardrum! I always wake up in such a peppier mood afterwards!
Ever tried doing this?
Sadly a small run in with me vs The Machine ended up with my darling pink MP3 player melting like so much artificial blush-coloured cheese! Really it was quiet fascinating in a gruesome way, I still have it on my desk and look at it now and then. Sometimes I suspect I'm sort of hoping it wasn't as bad as all that.
It was.
But no music before bedtime makes me incredibly figity! I play with my hair, my buttons, my cushion and the wall. And that's just the first 10 minutes. I never fully realized what a twitchy person I am!
But having music at night is heavenly! I fill the player up with music and then just flick through trying to find something to suit my mood! Rammstein, Parlotones, Snow Patrol, various anime music who's names I can't pronounce, Deep Blue Something and something or other! Skim, skim, skim till the perfect song hits me smack on the eardrum! I always wake up in such a peppier mood afterwards!
Ever tried doing this?
Tuesday 29 March 2011 - good to know
I was just realizing that hookers and drug dealers are above me in socio-economical standings. They still have a job and are able to "cut a cheque", so to speak.
Bugger, poor self esteem isn't too keen on this bit of information.
Still I like to think that no matter how bad your work day has been, you can always take a wee peek this side and go, "Ye gods! I could have it worse!" So see? I do have some social value after all!
:P
Bugger, poor self esteem isn't too keen on this bit of information.
Still I like to think that no matter how bad your work day has been, you can always take a wee peek this side and go, "Ye gods! I could have it worse!" So see? I do have some social value after all!
:P
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Monday 28 March 2011 - booked
Oh dear! Don't you find it so disheartening when you get a book (or video or such), for which you have high expectations, or at least hope to get a warm, fuzzy feeling from, and it ends up utterly disappointing you? Leaves a very small little blot of, "boo!" on your soul that tends to stick around until the next actually fabulous book gently wipes it off.
Oh and doesn't anyone find it interesting how we read books or watch movies about people who pretty much live their lives and don't read books or watch movies?
Isn't it funny? (And doesn't that sound better then the slightly more true, "isn't that sad?")
If you wrote a book about your life, what would the title be?
Oh and doesn't anyone find it interesting how we read books or watch movies about people who pretty much live their lives and don't read books or watch movies?
Isn't it funny? (And doesn't that sound better then the slightly more true, "isn't that sad?")
If you wrote a book about your life, what would the title be?
Sunday 27 March 2011 - simply gorgeous
Aaah it was such a nippy cold day today, not freezing but definitely cold-hand-of-wind-on-your-delicates sort of brrrr! And now I've just had a beautiful warm bath (it's a hair wash night so no bubble bath but I'll remedy that tomorrow - balance will be restored) and the chance of chestnuts is in the air! How lovely!!
I was just thinking, money is a good thing, there's no denying it, being all, "it can't buy you happiness" is just a bit too rose-tinted glasses for my liking.
BUT!
But I doubt even money can buy anything more lovely then the feeling of a hot bath! Or warm, tasty treats that burns your mouth going down! Rich or poor we both enjoy it just the same!
Simple pleasures, they're a very world-bonding sort of thing aren't they?
I was just thinking, money is a good thing, there's no denying it, being all, "it can't buy you happiness" is just a bit too rose-tinted glasses for my liking.
BUT!
But I doubt even money can buy anything more lovely then the feeling of a hot bath! Or warm, tasty treats that burns your mouth going down! Rich or poor we both enjoy it just the same!
Simple pleasures, they're a very world-bonding sort of thing aren't they?
Friday, March 25, 2011
Saturday 26 March 2011 - offing yerself
Now I'm not being morbid here, but my bestest chum and I were having a natter on this subject yesterday and I thought I'd voice my views.
Namely on whether or not suicidal folk are cowards. (And I mean the genuinely death inclined sort not the over dramatic schoolgirl who saws through a wrist with a blunt spoon!)
See now the whole running away from a problem, that me thinks, is feather and beak with a cool yellow streak down the back material and there I won't argue the point. You do have to wonder if there isn't perhaps some way, any way to fix the problem they're facing. But we do all know that something can push people past their endurance and that's when the whole thing starts to look ice-cream cake appealing!
For arguments sake though lets say there isn't any hope left and poor Roofus wants to leap off the roof to certain doom. Poor guy.
Here's the part I think takes courage because of two things:-
1. The dude is taking his life! And there's usually rather a lot of pain involved. Not to mention the chance of paralysis, mutilation or having to wear a poop bag for the rest of your days. He's weighted all that up and he's still going to do it! Smart, er maybe not, but cowardly, hell no!
2. The dude doesn't know what happens after you die! It's a big thing when you stare death in the face and accept it's business card. There's so much talk and speculation, do you go to heaven? Hell? Purgatory? Do you utterly cease to exist? Do you get reborn? Do you end up in another universe? Do you end up reliving your life over and over (which would be kinda funny for both the suicidally inclined and the not so). But the fact remains that we don't know, and this here little bugger is going to go into that unknown anyway! Definitely brave, but again not so sure on the whole 'most intelligent choice of the century' bit.
What's your view?
Namely on whether or not suicidal folk are cowards. (And I mean the genuinely death inclined sort not the over dramatic schoolgirl who saws through a wrist with a blunt spoon!)
See now the whole running away from a problem, that me thinks, is feather and beak with a cool yellow streak down the back material and there I won't argue the point. You do have to wonder if there isn't perhaps some way, any way to fix the problem they're facing. But we do all know that something can push people past their endurance and that's when the whole thing starts to look ice-cream cake appealing!
For arguments sake though lets say there isn't any hope left and poor Roofus wants to leap off the roof to certain doom. Poor guy.
Here's the part I think takes courage because of two things:-
1. The dude is taking his life! And there's usually rather a lot of pain involved. Not to mention the chance of paralysis, mutilation or having to wear a poop bag for the rest of your days. He's weighted all that up and he's still going to do it! Smart, er maybe not, but cowardly, hell no!
2. The dude doesn't know what happens after you die! It's a big thing when you stare death in the face and accept it's business card. There's so much talk and speculation, do you go to heaven? Hell? Purgatory? Do you utterly cease to exist? Do you get reborn? Do you end up in another universe? Do you end up reliving your life over and over (which would be kinda funny for both the suicidally inclined and the not so). But the fact remains that we don't know, and this here little bugger is going to go into that unknown anyway! Definitely brave, but again not so sure on the whole 'most intelligent choice of the century' bit.
What's your view?
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Friday 24 March 2011 - 's true
What a weird world we live in! So many wonderful things! So many ghastly things! And so many people each interpreting them differently!
What a glorious mess!
What a glorious mess!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Thursday 24 March 2011 - the test of time
Ooooh, I can't say I'm the biggest fan of being tested! Pass or fail, but especially fail, I always feel a bit wrung out, like somehow they went for all my juicy tender bits and what's left is dark, and arid and smelling vaguely of burnt cinnamon.
I'm especially not fond of doing my Learner's License for all I've passed it in the past. It's such a hassle getting the form booked here, doing the eye test there, paying over there and dancing like a trained monkey over here. (I am pretty good at the last one though...)
I'm also a fan of answering questions in pen, not pencil. < - - never got on with the pseudo-lead brethren - It's lovely and decisive and sometimes it's wrong and I think, "Ah my god! What were you thinking it was so obviously B not C!" but at least I chose the wrong answer with a decisive flourish!
Well I'm off in a few minutes to have my knowledge of traffic tested. Hopefully I shall return with sparkly eyes and a devil-may-care attitude, and that's just if I fail!
Tally ho!!
I'm especially not fond of doing my Learner's License for all I've passed it in the past. It's such a hassle getting the form booked here, doing the eye test there, paying over there and dancing like a trained monkey over here. (I am pretty good at the last one though...)
I'm also a fan of answering questions in pen, not pencil. < - - never got on with the pseudo-lead brethren - It's lovely and decisive and sometimes it's wrong and I think, "Ah my god! What were you thinking it was so obviously B not C!" but at least I chose the wrong answer with a decisive flourish!
Well I'm off in a few minutes to have my knowledge of traffic tested. Hopefully I shall return with sparkly eyes and a devil-may-care attitude, and that's just if I fail!
Tally ho!!
Wednesday 23 March 2011 - lovin feelin
In a loving relationship there is always one partner who loves less then the other partner.
(How much less is up for debate and feel free if you want to, just not here).
See most people say that, that person is the one in control, the one who pretty much 'owns' the relationship as it hurts them less to let go then it would the other person.
I've always just wondered if maybe that said person ends up getting less from the relationship in the end? Too busy protecting their hearts to ever fully open them up to possibilities?
Love is so short and ephemeral, it doesn't last and it's not eternal. How sad then to miss out on the wonders of what little you get to have?
Just a thought.
(How much less is up for debate and feel free if you want to, just not here).
See most people say that, that person is the one in control, the one who pretty much 'owns' the relationship as it hurts them less to let go then it would the other person.
I've always just wondered if maybe that said person ends up getting less from the relationship in the end? Too busy protecting their hearts to ever fully open them up to possibilities?
Love is so short and ephemeral, it doesn't last and it's not eternal. How sad then to miss out on the wonders of what little you get to have?
Just a thought.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Wednesday 23 March 2011 - public hollies
Oh you have to admit, a public holiday is a glorious thing indeed!! Because of the one on Monday this week seems to be flying by at a much more digestible level then usual! I am most pleased!! *claps enthusiastically!*
Mind I never know what the public holidays are. What's worse is I have a sneaking suspicion I do get told once or twice or twelve times. But usually they don't have much to do with me. Even on Woman's Day. It's not like I get a badge or asked to prepare a speech on the day. (I could live without the badge but oh, wouldn't it be glorious to give a speech?!)
Freedom Day. Youth Day. Smurf Day. All that ever happens is the public holiday comes, some politician or other makes an inane speech (again see, mine would have been memorable!), and everyone pretty much sleeps in late, visits friends and finally gets to buy that cute little top they've had their eye on since Sunday.
Still I'm not complaining. There is something very satisfying about staying home on a work day, even when you don't work and pretty much it means an ordinary day but with the shops all closing early, really its more the principle of the thing!
And April, oh my, is positively packed with public holidays! Aren't we going to be entertained? Hazzah!!!
Mind I never know what the public holidays are. What's worse is I have a sneaking suspicion I do get told once or twice or twelve times. But usually they don't have much to do with me. Even on Woman's Day. It's not like I get a badge or asked to prepare a speech on the day. (I could live without the badge but oh, wouldn't it be glorious to give a speech?!)
Freedom Day. Youth Day. Smurf Day. All that ever happens is the public holiday comes, some politician or other makes an inane speech (again see, mine would have been memorable!), and everyone pretty much sleeps in late, visits friends and finally gets to buy that cute little top they've had their eye on since Sunday.
Still I'm not complaining. There is something very satisfying about staying home on a work day, even when you don't work and pretty much it means an ordinary day but with the shops all closing early, really its more the principle of the thing!
And April, oh my, is positively packed with public holidays! Aren't we going to be entertained? Hazzah!!!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Tuesday 22 March 2011 - Eco worrier
I like people, more so then animals I think.
This causes a small but interesting stir amongst some of the folk I know. It seems admitting so is another way of showing you're not one of the eco-sensitive, cool kids. (The definition of 'cool' being somewhat loose here.)
I do love animals, my hamster being a much adored part of my life! (Which I'm reminded of at 2am when he starts scuffling about and chewing on his water bottle and could he just quit BANGING for two minutes?!), but I remember also that he is a hamster! Not my compadre or soul brother! (His High-Five so needs work!)
But I didn't take this stance to annoy bunny-huggers, I too love a good cuddle with a willing bunny any day of the week (that just sounds wrong somehow...), but I always think that, unless you help people improve themselves and their situation, you're not hardly going to get them to treat animals better. No amount of smacking an animal abuser over the nose, with the rolled up newspaper of justice, is going to get them to change their ways until they change themselves first.
Besides, I'm a people too! And have a small but loyal stance to my own kind. I know of many "interesting people" out there who believe the world would be a better place if all mankind contracted a virulent, embarrassingly itchy, disease that killed us all off. If you could wait till I've lived out my lifespan, well gosh, that would be peachy.
(And have you found how many of these guys change their mind when their first child is born? Though I hear the temptation resurfaces around about the time their kids hit the teen years.)
Granted, humans are destructive little buggers, we all kinda know that, but that doesn't mean we should push each other aside or somehow see ourselves as better then them when really, you use petrol like everyone else, eco-terrorist!
Animals are gorgeous. People are gorgeous too. What rule is there that says we can't love both?
This causes a small but interesting stir amongst some of the folk I know. It seems admitting so is another way of showing you're not one of the eco-sensitive, cool kids. (The definition of 'cool' being somewhat loose here.)
I do love animals, my hamster being a much adored part of my life! (Which I'm reminded of at 2am when he starts scuffling about and chewing on his water bottle and could he just quit BANGING for two minutes?!), but I remember also that he is a hamster! Not my compadre or soul brother! (His High-Five so needs work!)
But I didn't take this stance to annoy bunny-huggers, I too love a good cuddle with a willing bunny any day of the week (that just sounds wrong somehow...), but I always think that, unless you help people improve themselves and their situation, you're not hardly going to get them to treat animals better. No amount of smacking an animal abuser over the nose, with the rolled up newspaper of justice, is going to get them to change their ways until they change themselves first.
Besides, I'm a people too! And have a small but loyal stance to my own kind. I know of many "interesting people" out there who believe the world would be a better place if all mankind contracted a virulent, embarrassingly itchy, disease that killed us all off. If you could wait till I've lived out my lifespan, well gosh, that would be peachy.
(And have you found how many of these guys change their mind when their first child is born? Though I hear the temptation resurfaces around about the time their kids hit the teen years.)
Granted, humans are destructive little buggers, we all kinda know that, but that doesn't mean we should push each other aside or somehow see ourselves as better then them when really, you use petrol like everyone else, eco-terrorist!
Animals are gorgeous. People are gorgeous too. What rule is there that says we can't love both?
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Saturday 19 March 2011 - shall we?
I love people who make me laugh!! I think laughter is indeed the best medicine for a whole range of ills. (For the rest speak to your general practitioner, cause it really shouldn't itch like that...)
Laughter is something awfully wonderful about being human, I'd not trade it for anything, not even immortality, for an endless life without laughter is no life at all!
How good it makes us feel! When you're laughing then just for those few precious moments everything in life feels proper and right and you feel that maybe, just maybe, it's all worth it in the end!
Truly a day without laughter is wasted! So please don't waste today!!!
Laughter is something awfully wonderful about being human, I'd not trade it for anything, not even immortality, for an endless life without laughter is no life at all!
How good it makes us feel! When you're laughing then just for those few precious moments everything in life feels proper and right and you feel that maybe, just maybe, it's all worth it in the end!
Truly a day without laughter is wasted! So please don't waste today!!!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Friday 18 March 2011 - in a nutshell
I don't mind not having the perfect life, the one of dreams and fantasies and all those things you're supposed to have.
I just want a happy one.
I just want a happy one.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Thursday 17 March 2011 - creatively inclination
Oooooh!!! Yesterday I got to cartoon to my heart's content at work! See the daft, no internet computer and I, who weren't on speaking turns, suddenly showed me it had MSpaint on it! What rapture!! So I brought my wee computer stickymabob thing and proceeded to toon away, when that silly phone wasn't interrupting me!
Aaaaah!!! It felt glorious though! Jo's are in their element when being creative! I spent the rest of the day on such a high and slept like a demon named Balthazar! Being creative kicks mental butt!
DING DING DING - today - Round 2!!
Aaaaah!!! It felt glorious though! Jo's are in their element when being creative! I spent the rest of the day on such a high and slept like a demon named Balthazar! Being creative kicks mental butt!
DING DING DING - today - Round 2!!
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Wednesday 16 March 2011 - go go go
You'd think getting up at 4am would at least give me more time to do Jovvi related things. Or at the very least give me a few free hours to dawdle about in.
But sheesh do they get eaten! From 4am to 9pm I'm pretty much up and doing things to the point that by 9pm it's head to bed to sleep, bugger anything else!
I suppose it's a bit like when computers and cellphones and stuff were made, to simplify our lives. Pardon me hombre but if anything they seem to have complicated them all the more. We want our fax NOW, phone-call NOW and funny forward with cute kittens even sooner!
Me thinks we should rethink this!
Um but no now, I'm busy!
But sheesh do they get eaten! From 4am to 9pm I'm pretty much up and doing things to the point that by 9pm it's head to bed to sleep, bugger anything else!
I suppose it's a bit like when computers and cellphones and stuff were made, to simplify our lives. Pardon me hombre but if anything they seem to have complicated them all the more. We want our fax NOW, phone-call NOW and funny forward with cute kittens even sooner!
Me thinks we should rethink this!
Um but no now, I'm busy!
Monday, March 14, 2011
Tuesday 15 March 2011 - breed it and weep
Evolution is not a religion. It doesn't tell you how, why or when life formed on earth (probably a Saturday), it doesn't give you a nifty bigoted god to worship or even a single public holiday where you have to fast or devolve into an aardvark for traditions sake.
Evolution is simply showing how critter A got here today from being Critter 'not-so-much-A' so long ago.
But I'm not here to cheer or the wonders of evolution, though they do seem pretty cool, regardless of how it sounds. What gets me is that you can still see evolution today! Sped up by the hands of mankind sure, but we have our fingers in so many pies, what's one more?
Think about it. Those tiny wee dogs that stars like to maul, sorry haul, about in big ugly purses and give embarrassing names, they didn't exist 50 years ago! But through selective breeding and tinkering man managed to evolve a whole new species out of the original dogs. (Who were themselves evolved from wolves - just in case anyone had images of a magnificent pack of Maltese Poodles running wild across the tundra pulling down elk).
Hairless cats, fainting goats, even the banana species we have today. All these things are newly engineered by man. Heck even the bulldog was a much more strapping lively creature just 100 years before it got bred into the living pudding it is today! And with genetically modified foods and chickens fed on other chickens and hormones, who knows what else we'll create in the future? Heck, look at our own evolution with technology by our sides? I'm still betting on the brain in a pickling vat ending to our spiecies!
Playing god is fun!!
Evolution is simply showing how critter A got here today from being Critter 'not-so-much-A' so long ago.
But I'm not here to cheer or the wonders of evolution, though they do seem pretty cool, regardless of how it sounds. What gets me is that you can still see evolution today! Sped up by the hands of mankind sure, but we have our fingers in so many pies, what's one more?
Think about it. Those tiny wee dogs that stars like to maul, sorry haul, about in big ugly purses and give embarrassing names, they didn't exist 50 years ago! But through selective breeding and tinkering man managed to evolve a whole new species out of the original dogs. (Who were themselves evolved from wolves - just in case anyone had images of a magnificent pack of Maltese Poodles running wild across the tundra pulling down elk).
Hairless cats, fainting goats, even the banana species we have today. All these things are newly engineered by man. Heck even the bulldog was a much more strapping lively creature just 100 years before it got bred into the living pudding it is today! And with genetically modified foods and chickens fed on other chickens and hormones, who knows what else we'll create in the future? Heck, look at our own evolution with technology by our sides? I'm still betting on the brain in a pickling vat ending to our spiecies!
Playing god is fun!!
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Monday 14 March 2011 - techno 1
I like technology! Love it in fact! I am not one of those people who wishes we could all live in "simpler" times before computers and cellphones and nifty medical equipment you insert in someones groin to reach their heart!
I'm not saying we should all become brains in vats that do nothing but compute and try to get a clear signal on our (brain)cell phones but playing it down or acting like a wood nymph isn't going to change the fact that mankind has grown and evolved thanks to technology, in ways no other animal has or really could now.
Think about it! Technology has let sterile people have kids, has saved the lives of many who would instead be dead, has allowed us to do things with our minds and bodies you couldn't have hoped to even just 50 years ago!
Granted we've also buggered up the planet a lot with this growing need and greed for technology, but I have faith in mankind and fully believe that if we didn't have technology we'd be destroying the world in a different but as effective way! ^_^
So how have you used technology today?
I'm not saying we should all become brains in vats that do nothing but compute and try to get a clear signal on our (brain)cell phones but playing it down or acting like a wood nymph isn't going to change the fact that mankind has grown and evolved thanks to technology, in ways no other animal has or really could now.
Think about it! Technology has let sterile people have kids, has saved the lives of many who would instead be dead, has allowed us to do things with our minds and bodies you couldn't have hoped to even just 50 years ago!
Granted we've also buggered up the planet a lot with this growing need and greed for technology, but I have faith in mankind and fully believe that if we didn't have technology we'd be destroying the world in a different but as effective way! ^_^
So how have you used technology today?
Sunday 13 March 2011 - ponders
Now that I've had a taste of working I must say that I appreciate weekends all the more!!! (Though I did love them awfully much being a non hired peon!)
I miss walking though! Long long hours of ambling about with just me to entertain me. (And entertain me I did!)
I know, I know, we all have to be grown ups and go to work and complain about our coworkers and push paper and other stuff, but sometimes I think there must be more to life then that!
Don't you?
Me thinks work should be fun too! Like a more regimented sort of poops and giggles! If there's a way then dang it all, I'll find it! Watch this space for more!!
I miss walking though! Long long hours of ambling about with just me to entertain me. (And entertain me I did!)
I know, I know, we all have to be grown ups and go to work and complain about our coworkers and push paper and other stuff, but sometimes I think there must be more to life then that!
Don't you?
Me thinks work should be fun too! Like a more regimented sort of poops and giggles! If there's a way then dang it all, I'll find it! Watch this space for more!!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Friday 11 March 2011 - your evaluation
I am not an -ist, sort of person.
I'm not up for being a racist, ageist, sexist or any other fun limiting word of that range.
I'd love to say I don't judge people but of course, that would be a lie, owing to the fact that I'm human and that judging people is what we do to sort them into nifty easy to sort, zip-lock categories in our minds.
But I've found too many people who break social stereotypes to lump them all under one heading. I've met black guys who like classical music; white guys who can jump; blondes who were terribly clever and woman drivers who've knocked the socks off their male counterparts.
So rest assured that I will only ever judge you on the full package that you present. If you're a mean nasty S.O.B. then I don't care what your genetics are, where you came from or where you're going.
You suck!
Everyone else *BIG THUMBS UP* You're ACE!!
I'm not up for being a racist, ageist, sexist or any other fun limiting word of that range.
I'd love to say I don't judge people but of course, that would be a lie, owing to the fact that I'm human and that judging people is what we do to sort them into nifty easy to sort, zip-lock categories in our minds.
But I've found too many people who break social stereotypes to lump them all under one heading. I've met black guys who like classical music; white guys who can jump; blondes who were terribly clever and woman drivers who've knocked the socks off their male counterparts.
So rest assured that I will only ever judge you on the full package that you present. If you're a mean nasty S.O.B. then I don't care what your genetics are, where you came from or where you're going.
You suck!
Everyone else *BIG THUMBS UP* You're ACE!!
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Thursday 10 March 2011 - skirting the issue
Look I like skirts and dresses now and then, especially the sort that twirl when you spin, someone was on something good the day they invented those.
BUT!
I really, really dislike the lack of pockets! I end up having to put all my stuff into my wee carrier bag (It's not a purse! It's not a purse!)
I like being able to reach into my pants and pull out the first thing that vibrates.
(Yes I mean my cellphone, no nothing else, put those thoughts away, perv...)
I don't even mind walking about with so much stuff collected in my pocket that, if I was more androgynous looking, people would begin to wonder what those bulges really where!
But if you sew pockets into skirts then they look odd and misshapen and you end up looking like an extra in some Oliver Twist Broadway musical, knock out a tooth, learn to say, "Gov'na!" and you're perfect!
Fashion never does make sense!
BUT!
I really, really dislike the lack of pockets! I end up having to put all my stuff into my wee carrier bag (It's not a purse! It's not a purse!)
I like being able to reach into my pants and pull out the first thing that vibrates.
(Yes I mean my cellphone, no nothing else, put those thoughts away, perv...)
I don't even mind walking about with so much stuff collected in my pocket that, if I was more androgynous looking, people would begin to wonder what those bulges really where!
But if you sew pockets into skirts then they look odd and misshapen and you end up looking like an extra in some Oliver Twist Broadway musical, knock out a tooth, learn to say, "Gov'na!" and you're perfect!
Fashion never does make sense!
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Wednesday 09 March 2011 - the secret to eternal life
I've figured out a way to become immortal! Or at least to live for a really really really long time!
Work 24/7/365!! (366 on leap years)
Because at work one day seems to stretch to all eternity! Time seems too thin out and an hour to bend in on itself and convolute so that it lasts three times as long! If you're bored or uncomfortable or stuck in a Monday then yes, it lasts even longer! There is no end to the working day! Your immortality is assured!
Mind you with that in store, to quote Queen, "Who wants to live forever!?"
Work 24/7/365!! (366 on leap years)
Because at work one day seems to stretch to all eternity! Time seems too thin out and an hour to bend in on itself and convolute so that it lasts three times as long! If you're bored or uncomfortable or stuck in a Monday then yes, it lasts even longer! There is no end to the working day! Your immortality is assured!
Mind you with that in store, to quote Queen, "Who wants to live forever!?"
Monday, March 7, 2011
Tuesday 08 March 2011 - squeeeeeeze but like a hug not like a pimple
Don't you hate it when you get the supreme urge to cuddle something and there just isn't anything cuddly-able around?
I mean the hamster is soft and cuddly but if you give it a squeeze you're liable to be bitten moments before you hear an unfortunate popping sound and have to get rid of the little body in a shallow grave in some unmarked pet cemetery that may or may not be haunted by the spirits of dead Indians and do you know how hard it is to get the spirits of dead Indians out to the carpet? They're like an infestation!
Then you start thinking you might as well cuddle your pillow. But isn't that a bit desperate? Wouldn't that be sinking to a new low?
Still.... it's mightily soft looking....
Man! It's no fun when you don't have access to hot and cold running cuddles 24/7!
*Folds arms, sits in corner and pouts.......then goes off to find fruit and forgets what it was she was being morbid about. Apple!*
I mean the hamster is soft and cuddly but if you give it a squeeze you're liable to be bitten moments before you hear an unfortunate popping sound and have to get rid of the little body in a shallow grave in some unmarked pet cemetery that may or may not be haunted by the spirits of dead Indians and do you know how hard it is to get the spirits of dead Indians out to the carpet? They're like an infestation!
Then you start thinking you might as well cuddle your pillow. But isn't that a bit desperate? Wouldn't that be sinking to a new low?
Still.... it's mightily soft looking....
Man! It's no fun when you don't have access to hot and cold running cuddles 24/7!
*Folds arms, sits in corner and pouts.......then goes off to find fruit and forgets what it was she was being morbid about. Apple!*
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Monday 07 March 2011 - grand slam
WELCOME LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!
In this corner we have the Contender! She's small, has good hair, a wily hamster and is prone to smiling! Please give it up for - - - JO!!!
And in this corner, weighing in at the weight of the world, you didn't see it coming and now that you can the only thing you can do is scream silently! The current world champion - - - MONDAY!!!
It's a no holds-bar fight! Two contenders enter the ring, only one can leave! Place yer bets! Place yer bets!!
DING DING DING!!!
~~~Oh I can't watch....!~~~
In this corner we have the Contender! She's small, has good hair, a wily hamster and is prone to smiling! Please give it up for - - - JO!!!
And in this corner, weighing in at the weight of the world, you didn't see it coming and now that you can the only thing you can do is scream silently! The current world champion - - - MONDAY!!!
It's a no holds-bar fight! Two contenders enter the ring, only one can leave! Place yer bets! Place yer bets!!
DING DING DING!!!
~~~Oh I can't watch....!~~~
Sunday 06 March 2011 - nirvanahaha
Do you ever sometimes feel far more then you are? Like you're connected to everything in a way and at peace with it?
I get that sometimes.
It's awfully nifty!!
It's like religion without all the fuss and bother and annoying ceremonies that have you falling asleep on your already long dead feet!
It's like a certainty of........ something!
Not like of a god, a faith, a belief, a dungeon's and dragon's rule book...
But like a love of life! A love of just, well... just being you!!! Of being alive and being able to eat watermelon and laugh and complain and sing and dance like a special kid on acid!
Just a really really awesome feeling you want to share with the world.
I get that sometimes.
It's awfully nifty!!
It's like religion without all the fuss and bother and annoying ceremonies that have you falling asleep on your already long dead feet!
It's like a certainty of........ something!
Not like of a god, a faith, a belief, a dungeon's and dragon's rule book...
But like a love of life! A love of just, well... just being you!!! Of being alive and being able to eat watermelon and laugh and complain and sing and dance like a special kid on acid!
Just a really really awesome feeling you want to share with the world.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Saturday 05 March 2011 - dont forget
My most amazing trick is my ability to forget to take my vitamins.
The irony being that one set of them I take is to help prevent memory loss.
I don't think they're working.
But I forget in ten seconds! I forget after being reminded repeatedly by different people. I forget even with two alarms that go off on my phone. I forget with the box right next to me on my left hand side.
I think it's psychological. those pills taste horrid! Want to get the fur on your neck to stand straight up? Take a sniff of a box of Vitamin B12! Urf!! Yucky!!
Do you do that? Have abilities to remember some things (for me it's odd useless knowledge and people's names), and forget other things regardless of how hard you try? (Vitamins and telephone numbers).
I wonder why we do that?
I'd say it's because we don't have enough space in our brains but I find there's always room to add more useless stuff! Maybe our brains just decide that some stuff is just more nifty then the rest, rate it on a scale of 1 to 10, with anything below 5 being lost in the deep dark chasms of your neural synapses?
I forget the point I was trying to make here...
The irony being that one set of them I take is to help prevent memory loss.
I don't think they're working.
But I forget in ten seconds! I forget after being reminded repeatedly by different people. I forget even with two alarms that go off on my phone. I forget with the box right next to me on my left hand side.
I think it's psychological. those pills taste horrid! Want to get the fur on your neck to stand straight up? Take a sniff of a box of Vitamin B12! Urf!! Yucky!!
Do you do that? Have abilities to remember some things (for me it's odd useless knowledge and people's names), and forget other things regardless of how hard you try? (Vitamins and telephone numbers).
I wonder why we do that?
I'd say it's because we don't have enough space in our brains but I find there's always room to add more useless stuff! Maybe our brains just decide that some stuff is just more nifty then the rest, rate it on a scale of 1 to 10, with anything below 5 being lost in the deep dark chasms of your neural synapses?
I forget the point I was trying to make here...
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Friday 04 March 2011 - working working
Earning a living is a bit of a pain in the butt. Sure at least we don't have to forage like wild animals, experimenting with wild and exotic flavours of bark and starving to death pitifully in winter where our corpses will be buried by arctic foxes for "laters", but it's still rather annoying.
Mostly so because so few people are actually doing jobs they love or working in enviroments that make them want to preform above and beyond their capabilities. You go to work, try avoid the bosses wrath, drink coffee that might actually be embalming fluid, watch the clock move so slowly onwards that it would probably make better time if it went backwards and day dream about the day you win a million or 12 in the next lotto. (Which, since you never enter it, maybe postponed a while...)
But we do have to survive and cash is cash is cash once you wipe all the blood and tears off of it.
And besides work does occasionally have it's perks! You can, even by accident, learn new things, watch other people who's lives are more messy then yours, have air-conditioning on really hot days (Ye gods I love that!) and have medical aid and a pension and all those silly things no one cares about till then need it badly and TADA, there it is!
Hey many people make it great, going on their own, starting their own businesses and flying free like an eagle or albatross or turkey or whatever bird you think is pretty awesome. And some fail and fall flat for various reasons that range from financial to emotional to blackmail and extortion. It keeps life varied and entertaining for the rest of us who shall pretty much stay second class labour till we die, sad and alone in a corner like a little dead beetle. < - - she said optimistically!
So please do remember me if you do start up a business though, I am nothing if not a good serving peon and I make coffee that doesn't turn your insides outside! Just a note for future use...
Mostly so because so few people are actually doing jobs they love or working in enviroments that make them want to preform above and beyond their capabilities. You go to work, try avoid the bosses wrath, drink coffee that might actually be embalming fluid, watch the clock move so slowly onwards that it would probably make better time if it went backwards and day dream about the day you win a million or 12 in the next lotto. (Which, since you never enter it, maybe postponed a while...)
But we do have to survive and cash is cash is cash once you wipe all the blood and tears off of it.
And besides work does occasionally have it's perks! You can, even by accident, learn new things, watch other people who's lives are more messy then yours, have air-conditioning on really hot days (Ye gods I love that!) and have medical aid and a pension and all those silly things no one cares about till then need it badly and TADA, there it is!
Hey many people make it great, going on their own, starting their own businesses and flying free like an eagle or albatross or turkey or whatever bird you think is pretty awesome. And some fail and fall flat for various reasons that range from financial to emotional to blackmail and extortion. It keeps life varied and entertaining for the rest of us who shall pretty much stay second class labour till we die, sad and alone in a corner like a little dead beetle. < - - she said optimistically!
So please do remember me if you do start up a business though, I am nothing if not a good serving peon and I make coffee that doesn't turn your insides outside! Just a note for future use...
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Thursday 03 March 2011 - judge not less blah blah
Hmmmn, off to meet new people and be judged by them! It's terribly exciting!! Not that I adore being judged mind, especially when people make assumptions based on fleeting glimpses that end up totally and utterly wrong and then you have to sit and smile and not strangle them which is such a waste of a good curtain tie...
But it is interesting to see what people make of you. Do they like you? Hate you? Couldn't care less and keep calling you Peebo for some 'who knows what' reason? And what about the judgmental person themselves? What are they like? How do you judge them? What do you make of the package sitting/standing/lurking in front of you, pretty much doing the same thinking you are?
I love getting a first impression and then working from there to see how right or wrong it was! If it's wrong I shrug my shoulders and accept the upgraded version 'Person 5.0' into my thoughts. If I'm right, I sit and congratulate myself and tell me how marvellous I am.
Sometimes I do that anyway, just cause.
So let me be off and go let the world, or at least a couple hundred out of the billions, have their say! I shall be back tomorrow, either triumphant and glorious or ... nah, I like that first lot, let's go with that!
But it is interesting to see what people make of you. Do they like you? Hate you? Couldn't care less and keep calling you Peebo for some 'who knows what' reason? And what about the judgmental person themselves? What are they like? How do you judge them? What do you make of the package sitting/standing/lurking in front of you, pretty much doing the same thinking you are?
I love getting a first impression and then working from there to see how right or wrong it was! If it's wrong I shrug my shoulders and accept the upgraded version 'Person 5.0' into my thoughts. If I'm right, I sit and congratulate myself and tell me how marvellous I am.
Sometimes I do that anyway, just cause.
So let me be off and go let the world, or at least a couple hundred out of the billions, have their say! I shall be back tomorrow, either triumphant and glorious or ... nah, I like that first lot, let's go with that!
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Wednesday 02 March 2011 - dream dream dream
I love to sleep! I think people who go on about, "I'll sleep when I'm dead", are either into masochism with a grunt and a sigh or need medical help and cool blue pills.
Dreaming is one of my favorite pass-times, usually when I'm asleep.Occasionally when on my walks which makes Jovvi vs traffic nothing if not interesting. My mind makes up the most entertaining stuff, I sometimes find it hard to believe it really was generated by me! What was I thinking? And can I think it again Please!
My three most repeatable dreams are:
1. Going back to school - either as a teen or as an adult because suddenly this is allowed and encouraged. I liked school but in my dreams I'm still as awful a student as I was in life. I suppose some fantasies would be too much even for me!
2. The bathroom dream - always has me in new and interesting bathrooms enjoying the decor and cool feel of every item within the room. I have no idea why I have these, it's not like I sub consciously need the loo or have a fetish for smooth, smooth, my gosh it's so smooooooth,porcelain mmmmmh...
3. The end of the world dream. Usually it's aliens but occasionally nuclear bombs or the odd ginormous Tsunami (Thank you 'Deep Impact' for scarring me for life!). These dreams are very fatalistic. We're always fighting for freedom and always losing miserably. I always wake from these with just that much extra gratitude and verve for the day! No tsunami outside? Alrighty then!
I feel sad for folk who don't remember their dreams and hope at least they have good ones that keep them sane and healthy and not liable to go chopping up puppies or girls or girls dressed up as puppies! Anyone of a more dark and swervy frame of mind? Well here's to spiders and no pants, and all your teeth falling out just as you have to give the National Address which you forgot to prepare for!
Night night!
Dreaming is one of my favorite pass-times, usually when I'm asleep.Occasionally when on my walks which makes Jovvi vs traffic nothing if not interesting. My mind makes up the most entertaining stuff, I sometimes find it hard to believe it really was generated by me! What was I thinking? And can I think it again Please!
My three most repeatable dreams are:
1. Going back to school - either as a teen or as an adult because suddenly this is allowed and encouraged. I liked school but in my dreams I'm still as awful a student as I was in life. I suppose some fantasies would be too much even for me!
2. The bathroom dream - always has me in new and interesting bathrooms enjoying the decor and cool feel of every item within the room. I have no idea why I have these, it's not like I sub consciously need the loo or have a fetish for smooth, smooth, my gosh it's so smooooooth,porcelain mmmmmh...
3. The end of the world dream. Usually it's aliens but occasionally nuclear bombs or the odd ginormous Tsunami (Thank you 'Deep Impact' for scarring me for life!). These dreams are very fatalistic. We're always fighting for freedom and always losing miserably. I always wake from these with just that much extra gratitude and verve for the day! No tsunami outside? Alrighty then!
I feel sad for folk who don't remember their dreams and hope at least they have good ones that keep them sane and healthy and not liable to go chopping up puppies or girls or girls dressed up as puppies! Anyone of a more dark and swervy frame of mind? Well here's to spiders and no pants, and all your teeth falling out just as you have to give the National Address which you forgot to prepare for!
Night night!
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