Green Day - 21st Century Breakdown

Happy Easter

So this week is Holy Week, also known as Easter Week. I always find it funny how society wants to try their damnedest to keep religion out of things. Easter is a perfect example. Next to Christmas, Easter is another big spending holiday but nobody wants to admit that it was and still is a religious holiday to begin with. I mean, how the fuck do you get a freakin' bunny to be the symbol for Easter when that has nothing to do with Christ's rising from the dead? Its like have Santa Claus at Christmas, or Valentines Day, or St. Patrick's Day. The latter of which has nothing to do with getting drunk on a weekday and should really only be celebrated properly by Catholics or people of Irish heritage because St. Patrick was not a drunken idiot, he was a SAINT! Are people seriously that afraid of offending non-Christians that we cannot celebrate Christian holidays for what they really are about? Not about bunnies, Santa, drinking, or stupid hallmark cards, but the religious ideals and beliefs that we are supposed to celebrate? I'm surprised they haven't pulled the Happy Holidays crap at Easter. People suck.

I will say though, those Reese's peanut butter eggs are kick ass.

Oh, would somebody please tell me since when do bunnies lay eggs???? Why???? and how?????

Screw it.

Happy Easter everybody.

Fish

You know I've never understood why you're not allowed to eat meat on Fridays during lent. I mean, fish could technically be considered meat, but we're still allowed to eat it on Fridays in place of meat. Seems oxymoronish.

Okay, I'm out of topics to write about so I asked my cousin Bri and she says I should write about Waffles vs. Pancakes. Mmmmm.......they sound good, I need to eat some, haven't had them in a while.

Ok well lets see, I myself an a pancake person who lives in a house of waffle people. I think pancakes are superior because you can make them as big or as little as you want and no two pancakes are alike. Not to mention pancakes can sop up like ten times the amount of syrup that waffles can. Waffles tend to be overcooked and crunchy, although the little holes in it are helpful for holding butter and syrup. I hear Belgian waffles are supposed to be like really awesome but I've never had them. Waffles are just to square and boring, they all look alike, bleck. Too conformed to the rest of the breakfast cake society, pancakes are individualistic! Not to mention pancakes always come with that huge ass dollop of butter on top.

Of course pancakes are superior, and anybody wanting to challenge that can make their own fucking breakfast.

Life is life

Why is it every time I'm in church I always want to do something that is so inappropriate? Like burst out in random laughter or pick my nose. Yeah, I'm gross and weird. Church seems to be a contest to see who can stay awake the longest. Or if you sit next to my dad trying not to laugh when he acts like a two year old sitting next to you. I was sick to my stomach tonight, I sat next to a lady who was covered in three different kinds of perfume but that still couldn't cover up the fact that she was a smoker. And my nose always itches when I'm in front of people, never any other time. And I've come to accept the fact that yes I probably have lipstick on my teeth but I can't see it but everybody else can and that is so freakin annoying. Also the fact that there are no such thing as comfortable heels, they all make your feet swell but you have to sacrifice feet swelling to look somewhat better and a few inches taller.

Oh I can't wait for this snow storm thats coming at us. Seven inches and its almost April, how lovely. And the grass just started to green up, damn it.

I'm too critical lately, I need, hmmmm......I don't know what I need.

The Nightmare

The Nightmare

I close my eyes to sleep,
And down I go, very deep.
Deep deep down, I go
Where dreams begin to flow.

I ascend into darkness first,
With a dying thirst
For the unknown I face,
Here in this empty place.

I enter a forest in the blackest night,
The scene presented, quite a fright.
Terrified, I try to run away,
But the demons of my dreams hold me at bay.

Out of darkness I come into light,
Wondering where I am in this dream tonight.
I hear a voice, I turn around to see
A person, in this lonely place, calling out to me.

I go to see who it might be,
But the apparition disappears in my reverie.
I feel all alone in this place,
I turn around to find a big horse in my face.

I mount the horse and take off running,
Escaping from invisible pursuers with cunning.
The scene changes, I find myself in a room,
A room of the darkest and dreariest gloom.

I see an animal approaching me,
Its anger in the highest degree.
I back away towards the wall,
And find myself starting to fall.

I awaken to find it is not true
And find myself staring at a ceiling of blue.
On a cold table of steel
In a morgue hoping this isn’t real.

Panicking, I try to awaken.
Finding myself thoroughly shaken,
I am presented with a gun.
Can this dream get anymore fun?

I put the gun to my head
At this point, I wish myself dead
I pull the trigger
To discover something bigger

I open my eyes and behold reality
I am awake and alive in actuality
Finding it was just a dream,
That made me awaken with such a scream.

I'm the new cancer

Ok, so I've been listening to a lot of Panic at the Disco lately.

Yeah so I've been busy, chasing little goats around the house with wash rags, delivering all the babies that have been popping out in the past few days. My life is so not normal, then again what is normal. I think that electrical outlets and plastic bags are baby magnets, for whatever baby you have.

So my nerves are pretty frayed with sleepless nights, night kiddings, feeding babies, milking, studies, not sleeping, ugh I don't wanna say anymore. What is normal? I have no idea, seems to me normal is the average of odd.

So thats my life for this month, I'm pretty much a brain dead zombie in case you couldn't tell.

March already

Woohooo!! Found my first antler shed of the season, well this will probably be my only one to find, but eh I found one.

So lets see, so far with kidding there are 9 bucks and 4 does, normal crazy dreams, absent minded thoughts and actions and the normal thing of not being able to do pretty much anything. So yeah, pretty much normal.

My mind is pretty much one big garbage ball of crap, so I probably won't write about anything worth reading for a while.

Oh, I'm having lots of problems with typoes in my handwriting, if that is what you could call it. My life is wierd, I need a vacation, to somewhere other than here. My life is one big spiral staircase and I feel like I'm never going to get to the bottom. Its just a repetitive motion, around and around the circle, always doing the same thing never doing something different.