I want to write something profound, yet – even with all the craziness in my head, I have nothing to say.
This is bullshit.
Tag: #life
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Some days, I want to just scream, but with the added effect of completely eviscerating people, similar to Alanis Moreisette in Dogma.
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Are Vulcans a version of what humans will evolve into? Could we ever get to a point where we can contain emotion that well, and function purely on logic? If that’s the case, sign me up for reincarnation!
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I like the kinda tired that comes with busting ass and getting shit done. Some of the best sleep after those days. Just sayin.
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Are you holding a grudge? About?
I have to say no on this one, I am not one to hold a grudge. I don’t have the time or energy for that kind of emotional drain.
I will say, however, that my behavior may change in accordance with what I learn about the other person and/or my place in their life through certain interactions. So, there is that. I wouldn’t say that’s a grudge, per se, but more so a sort of reciprocal adjustment.
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I’ve asked myself this question many times, but it has resurfaced because of something I watched the other day. Would human muscle be white meat or red meat? And this is from a purely non-cannibalistic, non-psychopath/sociopath, curious nerdy chick standpoint, to be clear.
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Fire is actually silent. The only noise that you hear is the protests from what the fire is consuming. It’s beautiful.
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I have the directional sense of a goldfish, but I have accepted and am ok with that. GPS is a good friend of mine. 😉
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Why do some people assume that everyone else in the world is responsible for giving them what they want when they want it?
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Slugs are homeless snails. They are the vagabonds of the mollusk population.
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 