Tuesday, July 5, 2011

The Awesomest Dead People Around

I'm in quite the bad mood. So I decided to fill the blog with death. Awesome death, though. Dead people can be cool.















Monday, July 4, 2011

Lovely Lunes

Lunes--Spanish word for Monday.

I've decided to have some consistency in my life besides sneaking chocolate on a daily basis.

Every Monday, the "worst" and most dreaded day of the week, I'm going to post something lovely.


love·ly

[luhv-lee] adjective, -li·er, -li·est,noun, plural -lies, adverb
adjective
1.
charmingly or exquisitely beautiful: a lovely flower.
2.
having a beauty that appeals to the heart or mind as well asto the eye, as a person or a face.
3.
delightful; highly pleasing: to have a lovely time.



The Lovely Things This Lunes is:
Organization.

I have just cleared out 5 drawers full of paper and random gizmos. Now everything is in a rightful place and my room is less cluttered and I have three bags of paper goods to recycle in the near future (says the notorious procrastinator). Some goodies I've found during my vicious rummaging:
  1. A tree made out of gold wire and attached to a pink rock. Sooo pretty :3
  2. 2 postcards to add to the 59 postcards I already own.
  3. Letters from Hawaii from my childhood friend. She has the TINIEST writing I have ever seen.
  4. A dozen old birthday cards from either people who hate me now, my parents, or dead relatives. I find this strangely calming.
  5. About forty new words I love from an old day planner and four new quotes--NERD WIN!
Hope everyone's Fourth of July is full of fun stuff that has nothing to do with being patriotic! Like swimming and popsicles and not being stuck at home blogging! <3







Sunday, July 3, 2011

My Favorite Words


  1. Nook

  2. Dismal

  3. Paradoxical

  4. Anomaly

  5. Curiosity

  6. Vintage

  7. Cupcake

  8. Soot

  9. Ink

  10. Tinkle

  11. Impertinent

  12. Impetuous

  13. Crease

  14. Silhouette

  15. Metropolis

  16. Deluge

  17. Ponder

  18. Meander

  19. Mosey

  20. Systematic

  21. Cavern

  22. Baubles

  23. Lilt

  24. Inkling

  25. Margarine

  26. Molasses

  27. Spectacles

  28. Drawl

  29. Ostentatious

  30. Stupendous

  31. Wanderlust

  32. Preserves

  33. Archaic

  34. Diabolical

  35. Pamphlet

  36. Exploration

  37. Discovery

  38. Precious

  39. Trinket

  40. Oracle

Friday, July 1, 2011

Biography of Mr. Bear

This is Mr. Bear. No first name. He finds those to be so demanding. Mr. Bear pretty much just kicks it all day. He's been around since June 10th, 1994. He was given to my mother for me via a random nun. He has been treasured dearly for years following, and is often spotted in all my baby pictures. He was quite the diva back then. He has been married 170 times to Mrs. Bear on several occasions, seeing how I loved to perform weddings as child. He also seems to have been taught 3rd grade seventy million times, seeing how I loved to pretend to be a teacher. He has eight children, all sold into slavery at a horrifying garage sale. His beloved Mrs. Bear, an ugly bear made out of carpet, has also met an untimely fate and was sent to live in quarantine in a Tupperware box in my garage. Mr. Bear copes with this by surfing the internet, writing Western novels, and cuddling with me all through the night.

Wish I May, Wish I Might




I wish:
  1. That I had blue hair again. And pink hair. And purple hair. And red hair. I like colors.
  2. That I had a tattoo.
  3. That I had bubble bath
  4. That I could actually be creative
  5. That I could be a hipster
  6. That that cupcake would be in my hands right now
  7. That I had more followers
  8. That I didn't have teenage skin
  9. That I lived in my own place
  10. That I could watch Harry Potter movies.

What do you wish? Holla!

The Things That Go Bump in the Night

When I'm up at 2 A.M. due to drinking green tea, I usually get really creative. Then I try to sleep. That involves turning off the lights. I'm petrified of the dark. Mainly because these images come into my head:






















Oh geez. Now I'm freaked out again.

A Confession

I've committed adultery.

Simple as that. I wrote another blog, tried to love her as deeply as I love you all, and it failed. I felt this emptiness inside and I knew, baby, that I had to run home back to you.

If you want to see her, however torturous it may seem, this is her link: http://www.quirkymonsters.blogspot.com/

In the meantime, baby, let's forgive and forget. I'll take you out to dinner.