Posts Tagged ‘weird’

Update, and a little something to get you through your day

In Random on January 28, 2015 at 10:22 am

I have neglected my blog a bit.  In going through old posts and things today, I realized how outdated some of it is – namely my Who, Me? page.  So, I updated it.  There’s more accurate info and a few pictures on there now.  Feel free to take a look, check it out if that strikes your fancy.

And also, if you’re like me and need a little pick-me-up to get through the day without a full on breakdown sometimes, I’ve included the following instructional exercise strange and oddly entertaining video for your viewing pleasure.

Nugget #17: Poop Jokes, Already?

In Cleverness, Funny, Quotes on November 25, 2012 at 2:05 pm


“You know if you had a people turd in a plastic bag, it would affect you more than a dog turd.”

*Reminder: I warned you about the poop jokes…

Dissociative Me: At Least We All Agree

In Funny, Random on October 10, 2012 at 11:16 pm

I have determined that I have dissociative disorder, but not in a general sense. I don’t have multiple personalities or feel disconnected from reality. Mine occurs in my inner monologue. My brain and its little voice can’t make a damn decision on who it wants to be.

Let me explain. For anyone that watches Glee!, you will be familiar with Becky, the cheerio that has Downs Syndrome, and how her inner monologue voice sounds like the Queen of England. Her explanation is that she can be whoever she wants to be in her own head, so having the brain-voice of an older British lady is quite acceptable. I get that.

But my brain-voice changes. It tends to favor an African-American grandmother or someone from the Wisconsin area. There are others, but they aren’t as prevalent as these two. I don’t know why. That’s just the way it comes off in my head. The real problem is that sometimes, my inner monologue isn’t so…inner. Sometimes, before I even realize it, I am talking out loud to myself. Read the rest of this entry »

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