Ramblings

I’m on a new shift at work, working 7pm to 7am. Makes great for not seeing people, or just a rare few. I see people that I’m replacing from the day shift, and I see the people replacing me. I see my boyfriend for a short period of time when I start work. It’s not much time, but hey, it’s time. I also see the people that come in to work at random times of the night. Interesting conversations pursue as I’m all sorts of silly at night.

That being said, I think I received a compliment tonight.

I’ve been changing the hair up lately. It was Pink, then Purple, then it went black, and as close to my normal color, browish red. I then became bored again and thought, hey! Let’s change it again and went blonde and red.
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See, something a little different.

Anyways, back to the story. One of the developers at work who I play D&D with said my hair reminds him of someone. That was a couple of months ago. Tonight, he finally remembered who it was. Apparently my hair reminds me of Haley Williams from Paramore.
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What do you think? Do we look alike? And is this a compliment?

So here it is again.

It really is the little things that make me happy. Yes, I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s true. I love Christmas day because I can watch Ralphie all day long. And while I’m doing that, I can also watch the Indiana Jones Marathon! All of them on all day! Well, there are mixing in another movie in between the end of the 4th and the start of the 1st, but it’s ok, I’ll forgive them, because it is GI JOE, (the real American hero) and so it makes me happy.

Also today I’m going to go to the theater with a few people my age, and a bunch of younger kids. It should be fun. Of course, I wanted to see Monster Inc in 3D, but I was out voted, we’re going to see Skyfall.

On New Years, it gets even better. SPIKE will be doing their usual marathons. 1000 ways to die (stupidity is your own worse enemy I say), and Star Wars. Yes, you know I own all the Star Wars Movies, but something about sitting down for the holiday weekend and watching them all just makes everything better. Now if I could just find Princess Bride, everything would be perfect. I also will do my usual tradition for New Years and head out to bowl for a few hours. I’m absolutely horrible, but I always have fun.

Ok, I’m rabling again. But I shall leave you with one thing that left me giggling and smiling, and of course singing. After all, I so agree with it:

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Another bout of randomness has take over my body, or did it alas not even leave? Could be the case. I’m not quite sure yet, but I shall see, or not. Yes it’s more ramblings, but it’s happening as I think, cannot be helped one iota.

So why do I think it’s still within my body? I was rereading some banter between a friend and myself, and apparently I ended the conversation with “Alas my boredom drove me further towards the other end of insanity. Thus at this time I do bid thee nite til we meet on the morrow.” I kid thee not, tis what I wrote. And despite waking up with a splitting migraine ( still here by the way but oh I’ve found non medicinal healing strength through this lovely thing called alcohol. Thins the blood and takes away pressure. No I’m not sharing with you.) and yet the sarcasm and drama has continued.

I did discover a few words that are now part of my repertoire along with debauchery. Well one phrase and one word, but they both fit with the theme. Ill repute, as in, he’s been living a life of debauchery while whoring it up in the houses of ill repute. That’s a fun word and can be used in conjecture with so many other fun words. The next word is macabre. It’s so fitting with my zombie mood as well. So everything can be ghastly and macabre. When this apocalypse comes, I’ll be ready with my gun and pen. Tis all I need!

Conjuction Junction, what’s your function? Yes, that’s what else I’ve been singing as well. Who didn’t like SchoolHouse Rocks? Now don’t hate the player, hate the game.

Who knows, maybe tomorrow I’ll be a bit more sane and can actually carry on more of a discussion than just ramblings of what is going on and popping into my head. I’m rather BING search again today. Knee High to a grasshopper. That phrase makes me laugh. I just heard it on tv and it made me giggle.

Can you Handle This?

Well apparently life with me is never quite dull. I might think it is, but my actions to those around me are far from it. I feel rather bored today. Actually more than rather, I am bored, I’m like a corpse, ghastly white, glazed look in my eyes, and twitching (ok, so an almost dead corpse… A ZOMBIE! Now I made myself seem cool.)

Anyways, this boredom leads to rather unusual things. I’ve mentioned that my mind is like the BING Search commercials before right? If I haven’t it is, it gets hooked onto a word or phrase and runs with it. Then I also get a word that becomes stuck into my brain and just has to insert itself into every conversation. Lately it is DEBAUCHERY. Such a fun word to say with a more awesome meaning. Takes me back to the Victorian area. Which leads me to steampunk. Oh steampunk, how I love thee and want to live with thee every day! Anyways, try mixing those two things together. I happened to see an old western show on tv today, The Virginian.  Automatically  I start singing the Davy Crockett song, but he just happened to become king of the wild frontier who lived a life of debauchery boozing and whoring it up. Yes, those are the words I used. I thought it fit, while those in the room just stared at me. I shrugged and continued to kill people in Guild Wars 2.

What else happens when I’m bored? I am always twitching, which I’m pretty sure was mentioned before. My leg is a twitch twitch twitching it up. If I try to stop it, the other one starts. If I stop that, then my toon in game starts randomly running and jumping. Which of course is leading me to make up songs. Somehow that lead me to singing the chorus to Behind These Hazel Eyes. Mainly because I was singing the line “Here I am, once again, torn into pieces.” It went really well with myself jumping off of things and starting to attack other players.

So in the midst of all of this writing, I had to take the dogs out. The neighbor happened to be taking their dog out as well, and says hi to the one but not the other. I said he was racist since he didn’t say hi to the black dog and walked away. Also, as I came in was staring at the birds, and started whistling, and they were paying a lot of attention to it. An idea popped into my head, and a rather good one too. Was surprised I hadn’t thought of it yet. I shall teach them to whistle the Emperors March from Star Wars. So I start whistling it, and low and behold, they’re bobbing their heads to it. Dully noted, will continue to convert them to the dark side in trade for their “crack” of honey feeding sticks of seeds.

Anyways, this is how my mind works even when bored. I’m just all over the board, but I haven’t started into debauchery yet, though it’s coming I’m sure. There are bottles of run and whisky staring at me daring me to have some.  I don’t think you’re ready for this thirst, I don’t think you’re ready for this thirst, I don’t think you’re ready for this thirst quencher, cuz my thirst is so redunk a dunk.

Random

So I’ve been sitting here wanting to write about something profound, and have looked at the screen over 2 dozen times (ok, it’s been a steady staring whilst alt tabbing between here and Guild Wars 2) and cannot think of anything.  Then suddenly, I was reading a post that had my favorite quote on a post. Where it says that all the best people are mad. So that lead me to start humming the end to a Dropkick Murphy’s song, Caught in a Jar.

Still got a funny feeling that my times are caught in a jar
madness and insanity have arrived

It made me think of how I’ve really been feeling today. I cannot seem to get myself to focus on anything. It is as if I’m not really here today at all! It is as if my mind has gone, and instead of my times being caught in a jar, it’s my mind. It’s not here and cannot find it anywhere.  It would be nice if I could, but alas, my poor baby is missing and unaccounted for. Have you seen it?

So I’ll leave you with some quotes on insanity whilst I undertake a search for it.

We are all born mad. Some remain so. ~SAMUEL BECKETT, Waiting for Godot

Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one. ~ GEORGE ORWELL, Nineteen Eighty-Four

The sanity of society is a balance of a thousand insanities. ~ RALPH WALDO EMERSON, “Nominalist and Realist,” Essays

Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence— whether much that is glorious— whether all that is profound— does not spring from disease of thought— from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.  ~ EDGAR ALLAN POE, “Eleonora”

Insanity is contagious.  ~ JOSEPH HELLER, Catch-22

Insanity is relative. It depends on who has who locked in what cage.  ~ RAY BRADBURY, The Meadow

By chance, if you happen to have found my sanity and mind, please notify me below. It is stamped made in USA, which might be why it’s missing.