pollakiuria

One of the fun things about being a vegetarian is everyone else's interest in what you're eating.
Because the most common question I get when people learn I'm a vegetarian is "...well, what do you eat?"
As if humans rely on meat alone.
And I've kind of made it my own brand of vegetarianism in the sense of being adventurous when I go grocery shopping or out to eat. I want to eat new and exciting things that taste different and are better for me... better than a double quarter pounder with cheese and a large fry.
Plus, I don't like eating salads; they're boring.

I've been doing Tai Chi for 6 or 7 years now and while practicing a few weeks ago, I was stunned at the concept of muscle memory.
I was trying to practice Tai Chi Kung-Fu Fan, a new form that I picked up not too long ago, but I couldn't seem to remember the movements due to lack of practice. Yet after a few botched runs, I found myself just moving, allowing my limbs to position themselves.
They knew what they were doing.
And I could only smile.

Lastly, you ever come across a person that's just... unfunny? Like, they tell a joke and it falls flatter than a deck of cards? I mean, it's one thing if it's just a lame joke. But when a person delivers a punchline and no one finds it clever/witty/hilarious, there's this weird neutral moment where the audience just goes "...oh." And maybe you feel a little jipped because you can't get that smidgen of time you took to realize 'Man, you're not funny...' back.

nw

Lately, my life's been reduced to work and video games.
It's all I do.
So when friends/family call and ask what I've been doing lately, I usually reply with "nothing."
And when I say it, I generally mean "Nothing significant" or "Nothing worth mentioning" or "Nothing you'd be interested in hearing".
In fact, sometimes, it really does mean 'nothing'-- I'll just be lying around.

No one is upset by this response more than my previous boyfriend. As usual, he calls and asks what I'm doing and I say it: "Nothing."

"Nothing?" he replies.
And I re-state it: "Nothin'."
"You can't be doing 'nothing'," he says.
And I sort of wish he could see me just shrug my shoulders in response.

For some reason, this bothers him and I recently came across a Facebook status update of his:
(His name) "no longer finds your apathy entertaining, or aloof; he sees it now as common, depressed, and almost as insulting as this."

I'm considering making up grandiose stories to tell him next time he calls and asks what I'm doing.

"Me? Oh, I'm just working on a new flux capacitor for the LHC. What're you up to?"

I grow sick of his insecure bullshit.

spirelet

Sometimes, I seriously don't understand how people can mistake 'loose' for 'lose'.

I mean, come on.

interhybridized

From my phone:

"Y'know what? I'll say it--

What the fuck is wrong with America right now?
I mean, seriously. Something is up.
Because growing up, I don't remember there being this much ignorant douchebaggery going on.
Maybe because I was young and unaware, but lately there have been times where I sit and think "...what the fuck, America?"

For instance, when that damn KFC Doubledown sandwich came out-- a sandwich comprised of two pieces of fried chicken and cheese covered bacon with the 'colonel's sauce'.

What the fuck?

Are you seriously trying to sell me some bacon tossed between two pieces of chicken? Why don't you just sell me a cup of rat poison? Or maybe some ice cream with cyanide sprinkles?

Or like gay marriage.

Who gives two shits about what two people do in their own bedroom? Really though. How is their sex life affecting you? I really want to know. Or even beyond that-- how will their marriage somehow invalidate yours? Why do you care about another person's personal business when it has nothing to do with your own?

And then music now is horrible. Why is nearly everything autotuned? Is talent not necessary anymore? I understand that it's the "in" thing to do... but come on... EVERY song?

Movies now are based off of books, video games, and comic books and all of them are insufferable abominations. Original films are few and far between."

That's as far as I got. I'll admit, yes, I was in irritable mood. But sometimes, the things that pass under America's culture radar surprise me.


On a last note, (another mini-rant, actually), what's the deal with people complaining on Facebook? And I'm not talking "I want a dislike button!" or "Facebook changed again! Boo!" but those people in your News Feed who only have negative things to whine about in status updates.

And it's like... every day, something is going wrong with them. First thing on their mind? "I'll post this on Facebook. My car broke down? Facebook status.
Got fired from my job? Facebook status.
Sick with the flu? Facebook status.
Got my leg sawed in half? Facebook status."
Perhaps they're unaware of each update's negative nature? Maybe they need to just see all of their updates consolidated in one feed to get the hint?

I don't know.
...now I feel like I'm whining.

gyneolatry

For the most part, I really am alone in this state.
Or at least, I feel that way.
I don't have anyone with common interests to hang out with.

It's just me.

But I'm not here to mope.

frae

Bam. Consecutive update. Alright, go me.

Let's see.

The power of words and language is really important to me. I'm always trying to figure out the perfect combination of words to get my point across just right. Along with that, I like listening to other people and the words they use.
For instance, a guy I worked with last night kept referring to me as 'B' (which kind of worked since that's the first letter of my last name). As it turns out, he just calls everyone 'B', just as one would call someone 'bro' or 'dude'. And my mind got to brewing as to the origin of this colloquialism. My mind tried to place it as an East coast thing and I wanted to ask him where he was from but I think I got distracted by something else going on.
But words can mean so much.
I read into the tiniest things... like the difference between "Can I get a..." and "May I have a" or even just "Yeah" vs. "Yes".
To get cosmic with it, I'm a Virgo-- the star sign ruled by Mercury, the planet that governs over communication and language. I think I read somewhere that when a planet goes into retrograde (which I think means that it travels backwards through the astrological whatchamacallit), everything associated with that planet gets jumbled. And since Mercury is currently in retrograde (I think), everything communication and language related gets fucked up.

But whatever.

Also, what's up with all these old, 40-year-old men hitting on me on online dating websites? And why are guys my age either super stupid or ridiculously elitist?
Are there any decent fish left in the ocean?

(Aside from me, of course :D)

rallentando

Was gonna go for a run but decided to blog first.

...about absolutely nothing.

Well, sort of.

I was gonna pick at racial preferences when it comes to significant others.
I mean, what's with that anyway?

You're telling me you'd turn down a fantastic guy with a great personality and credit score because they're (insert race here)? Give me a break.
Maybe it's because I was raised around all different kinds of races and I consider myself a bit on the racially colorblind side, but I dunno.

I mean, it's just skin color. It's super trivial.
Just because they're Asian doesn't mean they won't love you better than an Indian guy.
Just because they're Caucasian doesn't mean they won't love you better than an African-American guy.
Just because they're Hispanic doesn't mean they won't love you better than someone who's mixed races.

It just... doesn't matter.

(But that credit score is kind of a big deal)