Change of Pace...

Procrastination is a beautiful thing...I have a writing assignment that I haven't even thought about yet and studying for my sociology midterm is probably a brilliant idea. But what am I actually doing? Reading about who won what at the Grammy's and trying to figure out why I'm feeling vaguely paraniod. Although, I do feel absolutely amazing. Instead of sticking to my usual sluggish, couch-potato routine, I decided to shake things up a little and force my muscles to move. The end result? Two hundred sit-ups (my abs are screaming), fifty push-ups (I'm surprised I can move my arms), a twenty minute walk around the most random area possible (accompanied by some very interesting looks), and fifteen minutes worth of sprinting around my street like a madman (my legs are still shaking). I am aware of every single muscle in my body and the power behind them when I was running was nothing short of intoxicating. I haven't felt this free and alive for years...who needs sex when you can run? :P

Moo.

Okay, time to breathe. Intoxication has worn off and my head is now throbbing mercilessly. Joy. Sleep isn't coming, so I'm blogging. And since I'm blogging (I hate using that as a verb), I may as well say something useful. Or entertaining, at least. Actually, how about useful and entertaining? Best of both worlds. I recieved some very interesting messages on my Facebook account that made me realise that dignity is a thing of the past. People don't understand how to be gracious and dignified, nevermind respectful. Some guy told me to show him some sugar and a few other vulgar phrases that I don't care to repeat and I was somewhat flabbergasted. Is that what my generation has come to? Resorting to crude remarks and innuendoes to gain social status? I honestly don't understand it. I know only two men from my age bracket that understand the values of chivalry and respect, which is frightening to think about. My generation has been brought up as a bunch of spider monkeys with no moral code whatsoever. Anyway, I'm tired and my brain isn't functioning so ranting is done for tonight...

Epic Portions

Everyone seated at the small square table could feel the tension rising in the air. The battle of the century was about to unfold before their innocent, naive eyes, and they all knew it. A glare across the table and the battle begun. The clashing of plastic cocktail swords rang through the vinegar-ridden air and tiny droplets of orange juice splashed off of their blades with each strike. I was gaining the advantage, my opponent was quickly losing confidence when the unthinkable happened. It only took one over-powerful strike and the sickening sound of breaking plastic echoed through the anxious crowd that had assembled to watch history being made. I watched with baited breath as my faithful comrade, my only weapon, fell disgraced and defeated to its final resting placed on the pristine white paper napkin. I looked up in time to see the last of the prize disappear through my opponent’s jeering teeth. The French fry was gone.

The Sticker Standards

This world is so crazy and messed up that people rarely get the recognition they deserve for the little things they do that make our personal worlds more bearable. So, my friend and I developed the Sticker Standards which help us to tell people about the awesome things they do. I figured this system should be spread, so here are the stickers (they're hypothetical, by the way):



Red: for being evil in the good sense.

Green: helping someone mellow out or relax, especially if they were really stressing.

Blue: loyalty to a friend, partner, family member, etc. even though it was really hard.

Purple: helping someone even though it could backfire and end up hurting the helper. A bravery sticker, if you will.

White: awesome-ness in general.

Pink: making someone feel loved.

Orange: being the "light at the end of the tunnel" or really cheering someone up.

Rainbow: being open-minded towards all sexual orientations.

Gold: an utterly amazing act, like rescuing someone from a burning building or electing a homosexual woman as Prime Minister (good on you, Iceland).

Silver: making someone feel really special or important, or both.

Sparkly: letting your talents shine without being afraid of what people think.

Random Fuzzy: being so effed up but so damn awesome because of it.

Black: can only be given to one person at a time...trust me, you'll know if someone deserves your black sticker. :D (and no, it's not like the black dot used by pirates)

Platinum: unofficially saving someone's life. Trust me, you'll know if it ever happens to you.

Polka-dot: helping someone have fun.

Well, there they are folks. Use them wisely. And often. :D

Oh, and Ellen DeGeneres and Janeece Edroff get gold stickers just because they're that damn amazing. :D