Love And Laughter

So how was my birthday you ask? Well to be honest the day itself was nothing to write home about, but since I wasn't expecting much, I have no complaints about it. I did get to go and hang out with my mom the day after however. We got our nails done and drove around a bit so that was very nice. The real fun was had the day before my birthday however. Shall I tell you about it? I won't spend too much time on it I'm afraid because I don't think I could ever capture my enjoyment and level of excitement at having so many of my friends near by. Of course not all who were invited could make it, but I think it was a great group just as it was; including my roomies, Running Slippers, The Maestro and a few others. I forgot my coat and lost my voice, but it was well worth the good time I had. We went scavenger hunting in Boston and then had dinner at AppleBee's. Is it possible to give yourself a migraine from having too much fun? We faked a proposal,almost joined a protest, and managed not to get shot by any ducks, and I loved every minute of it. Here's looking forward to the next goodtime! I'm off now to go enjoy more creepy tails. toodle pip!

... want?

It would appear that as the Earth has made yet another revolution and another year is upon us, My birthday has rolled around again, and that most common of questions has arisen once again. What do you want for your birthday? It's a perfectly good question, and one that I would ask my own friends and family in turn, however I always seem to have trouble figuring out how to answer. Of course when I was little--note younger since I am still somewhat little--toys were an easy enough answer. But now I am older and I find myself uninterested in many of the desires of most girls. I don't wear makeup, I like some jewelry, but I think I'm too particular about what I like, and I wouldn't like getting clothes; especially in light of recent shopping experiences. There are a few things that I like and wouldn't mind getting that I would assume might be general knowledge among my friends, however perhaps not--see previous post. For one thing, I love animals and figurenes especially since they're tactile, I've always liked fake body parts and had started upquite a collection before we moved and most of it disappeared. My collection included: one pink foam brain, a glow in the dark brain which I liked better, a squushy heart, several eyeballs that bulged when you squeezed them, a ball of fake blood that splatted against the wall when thrown, and some hands feet an ear and nose. However, for those of you who might be more ambitious in your gift giving, I have thought long and hard about the things I want and have carefully compiled for you a list of the things I would most like to recieve. So here with out further ado, is my list for your gifting convenience.

1. a dragon
He of course must fly, however full blown firebreath is optional

2. angora goat
preferably a small one

3. a pegasus-drawn chariot


4. a griffin


5. invisibility spray


6. a male quartet
Either a capella or with a piano accompaniment is exceptible.

7. jazz band


8. flying carpet


9. sealion
Not to be confused with a seal.

10. an empty shopping mall
So that I can run around in.

11. elephant ride

Thank you.

Sleeping Away

I think I am going nocturnal again. Oddly enough I don't really mind sleeping late in to the day, but sometimes at night when nothing is going on I'd like to be able to shut out the world for awhile. But alas I am stuck trying to find things to pass my time until my body gets tired enough to let me drop off. This usually happens around 3ish now. True 9 is a bit early for me to ever have tried sleeping, but I am in a mood to put life out of my mind for awhile.
*sigh* O well, perhaps someday my bordom and inability to sleep early will do great things for me. perhaps I will discover something useful. lol ah well, maybe, maybe. Also, it is really hot in my room right now so that does not help at all. I think I may need to open a window. probably if it gets too cold I will fall asleep easier because I will want to snuggle up in my blankets.
Ok, sleep attempt take 5

In My Own Little Corner, In My Own Little Mind

Sometimes I think I spend too much time in my mind. Like when someone says something to you and you think you've answered them, but really you forget that your part of the conversation is actually not taking place out loud? I say I don't expect people to be able to read my mind and for the most part I don't, but I do sometimes forget that people need clues to what I am thinking or intending. That being said, I wonder just how much of myself I share with others.
I often find myself thinking how little people know me even sometimes my closest friends. Then I wonder if I should really expect them to know certain things about me, like how there are certain things I do not like to talk about; not because I am ashamed of things, but more so because I do not like fuss. Sometimes when I buy something new like a braselet for example, I don't like to show it off right away, rather I like to keep it to myself while I enjoy the newness of it. Then I'll casually wear it somewhere.
Then I think to myself,does anyone ever notice this stuff about me and if so would anyone even care? Or is it even reasonable for me to expect that someone might notice? It's not exactly something you could ask a person either; "Hey do you ever notice how I act when I get new things,?" So I am at a dead end. On the one hand, it would make sense for my close friends at least to notice these little characteristics about me, but on the other hand the things they don't notice, is it because I don't share enough about myself?
I do try not to talk about myself too much largely because I don't want to feel conceited, but also because I am somewhat insecure and I don't think people care all that much. I suppose that is something like my facial expressions. Sometimes I wonder how much people can read what I am thinking or how I am feeling from my face, but I never get a clear answer whenever I work up enough nerve to actually ask someone. I figure for the most part that people don't pay any attention to my face because there are times I have forgotten my glasses and almost no one ever notices right away.
Although I did once have an aquaintence comment that he liked to watch the expressions on my face. He made this comment while I was listening to a new piece of music he had just mixed. Of course it confuses the issue whenever I remember that. I know there are other ocasions that people have looked at my face and said "you looked mad" or "you looked really excited" or "you smile a lot." Then there are the times when people have said things to indicate that my expression was unreadable.
And then there are those times when nearly everyone gets it wrong; those times when someone thought I looked really tired when I am just bored or pensive, or when someone thought I was looking at them expectantly when really I had spaced out and just happened to be looking in there direction. So it all boils down to can people actually read my facial expressions when I am not merely reacting to something, or do people even pay attention?
Alas, perhaps I am just not socialized enough. So when my friends do something that makes me think you should know better, I'll just have to think to myself that it's too bad no one really knows me. Then of course because I think entirely too much--yes that is possible--I start to thinkhow well do I really know my friends? Do I pay enough attention to notice the little things about them?

So The Other Day: 3

1. blanket
So the other day I was out with roomy because she needed to get some things taken care of at the mall. I really think things close too early around here, and especially on sunday. If stores are going to do any kind of odd opening/closing on sundays, they should open some time in the afternoon so that people can go to church. In any case, I got this amazing, amazingly warm blanket. I don't think I will name this one, but we shall see. My new blanket is very soft and made of this material that is like a very soft stuffed animal. I can't remember at the moment what it is called, but I love it! It's dark blue and I will keep it forever!

2. hair brush
Have you ever been so upset that you wanted to break something? Sometimes but not often, when I am very upset I will throw things at walls. I know it is probably childish, but I never throw anything breakable and I never try to hurt anyone. Well, I have this handy cheap hair brush that I got as a replacement for the one my mother lost. Anyway the first time I tried combing my hair with it it broke apart, which says something about the quality of the hair brush but probably also says something about my hair. lol I was able to put it back together and keep using it, but then one day I got upset and I needed to chuck something. Well the brush is kind of broken for real this time so the other day I got a new one.
My new hairbrush is blue and lovely and substantial. The brissles are just right and its even got a cool grippy handle that I can kind of squeeze and mold. I really like it.

3. bug
So speaking of throwing things at walls, I ordered a squishy bug that splatters when you throw him against the wall. I have called him Smack and he is awesome! He doesn't really flatten out on the wall though, which is too bad but he is very sticky and could probably stay stuck to the wall for days. I probably shouldn't try throwing him on the cieling then huh?

And that was my weekend. Cheers!

Regarding Chocolate Cakes

Treat me like a chocolate cake, and I willl act like a chocolate cake.
... Ok, so this post actually has nothing to do with chocolate cakes. No, sadly I do not have some amazing, you must try this, recipe that I am going to shair with you. If you are hungry for chocolate cake however, I know there are many amazing food blogs out there. For those of you who are curious as to what on Earth I am talking about this time, stay right here.


Must you first act like a chocolate cake to be treated as such, or do you need to be treated like a chocolatee cake in order to feel like you can act like one? I'm sure all of you have heard such sayings as, "show respect and you'll be shown respect" and many other variations on the same theme, "act like X, and you'll be treated" or ... ECT. I have chosen to use chocolate cake because it is something we can all relate to.
What my question is, is which way around should some of these things go? Should you start acting like chocolate cake and expect soon after to be treated as one, or do you first need to feel like some one is treating you like a chocolate cake? Because quite frankly, there are some instances where if no one treats you like a chocolate cake and rather more like a chocolate chip cooky, then you are not going to really act like a chocolate cake. You are more apt to act like a cooky than you are a cake.
Of course then a person who is treated like a chocolate cake is not always garenteed to act like a chocolate cake; however there is lesss of a chance people will start treating a person like a chocolate cake just because they act like one.
I don't know, perhaps you have other oppinions? Or maybe they should just all work together, and it doesn't matter who starts it as long as both acting and treating happen?