Oh dear

I have been incredibly remiss in updating this. But you see, I'm in a dark place now. So it's hard to look up and out of my hole, although hipsterpuppies help.

Here's mini update. One that, I believe, serves both a real life example and metaphor for my life. See this train?




That's the train that was going to take me home for a dinner date with an old friend. It died. It. Died. While I was inside it no less! So instead, I am waiting on the opposite track with these other commuters for rescue. No more dinner date for me.

And here's a kiwi that was dropped in front of me.



Poor kiwi. Anyways, I'll be back when I'm a little more bouncy and shiny. Right now I'm...well, I'm empathizing with a kiwi. Eff.

Should evolution be taught in schools?

The contestants from the Miss USA competition were asked: should evolution be taught in schools? Too good not to share:

I didn't know evolution was considered an option...so, ok. Interesting. I feel like Ross in that one Friends episode.

I would present awards as follows, though really, all answers were special in their own way:

Best hand talker: Indiana/Illinois

Most succinct answer: Rhode Island

Best accessories: Hawaii

Most contradictory answer: Kentucky/Washington

For seeming to actually know what she's talking about and have an opinion about it: Minnesota

Most Diplomatic: West Virginia

Biggest evolution hater: Wisconsin

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Yes, it's probably fake. Doesn't make it any less special.

Did I mention I like to dance?

I didn't mean to have this longish streak of videos, but this is too good not to share:

Clap Clap Clap!

First fish!

omg...too, too cute.

I love when he asks if the fish likes him.

My eyeball ghost

Two weeks ago, I was in the office from 8:30 am - 11:30 pm+. I wasn't expecting to work that much, so I ended up staying at my mom's house for a few nights. I stored my contacts in water.

About a week ago, my co-worker asked if I had pink eye. Long story short, no, but it did look funky so I started to wear my glasses. When I finally got up the nerve to google my eye condition, it freaked me out so badly that I went to the eye doctor who told me I have a tiny hole/divet in my eyeball.

I'm now on my last day of eyeball antiobiotics and hope to get clearance to wear contacts again on Monday. My eye will heal, but I'll always have a milky white scar to remind me of this time in my life. So that's what I've been up to.

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How dare you sir.

"There is a soft bigotry of low expectations that's automatically associated with Sesame Street."

I was raised by Sesame Street and School House Rock...how dare you bring Elmo into this.