Unfortunately, I don’t know who’s picture this is or who Asha Tyson is, but I do love this quote.
cathy is made of brain, honey, and leadership. With a dash of radiation.
bloomtime: get-well-now soup.
Makes 4 servings (that I will devour all of.)
1/2 large onion, sliced
5 large cloves of garlic, smashed and roughly chopped
1/2 ginger root, thinly sliced
1 bunch of kale, roughly chopped
1/4 cup of orzo pasta
vegetable or chicken broth1. Brown onions, garlic, and ginger in a medium soup…
One more full day of research tomorrow and I’ll be on Spring break! YAY!
Sav(or) your wasted time.
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Sleeping SicknessbyCity and ColourI awoke
Only to find my lungs empty
And through the night
So it seems I’m not breathing
And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be
And I’m breaking down, I think I’m breaking downAnd I’m afraid
To sleep because of what haunts me
Such as living with the uncertainty
That I’ll never find the words to say
Which would completely explain
Just how I’m breaking downSomeone come and, someone come and save my life
Maybe I’ll sleep when I am dead
But now it’s like the night is taking sides
With all the worries that occupy the back of my mind
Could it be this misery will suffice?I’ve become
A simple souvenir of someone’s kill
And like the sea
I’m constantly changing from calm to ill
Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole
oh, how I’m breaking down
I don’t know if anyone actually reads what I write on here, but if you’ve been online in the last day or so chances are you’ve seen this video posted already. That’s a good thing. Nothing happens if you just sit there waiting for change. If these were my little cousins, nieces, nephews, or (if I had any) my own kids being abducted into such violence, I’d want to do something about it. Here’s to Progress and the belief in Justice. No matter what political party you belong to, what religion you believe in, what race you are, what age you are, surely, you’ve got to believe in justice.
Social Ineptness: Part 1- Hugs
I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned it before, but I think I’m an awkward hugger. Actually, I know I am. Every time I see someone I know, I usually go for the “wave and smile” because it’s just so much easier. It’s not because I don’t want to touch them or I’m too good for hugs. I’m just trying to save the person in front of me from total weirdness. But what if they’re a hugger? I know I make it sound like a bad thing but for me, I end up playing out the whole hug in my head before it happens. Yes, in the 10 (not even) seconds that I have before I hug an acquaintance, Auntie, Uncle or whomever, I think of things like; are we going to do a ‘real’ hug or are we going to do one of those half hug things? Are they going to, like, brush my cheek with theirs ? Are they going to kiss my cheek too? Are we gonna do the “I’m not sure if we’re tight enough to hug but I’m down if you are” dance. Yeah, these 10 seconds are stressful. And yes, this happens to me almost every time I give someone a hug. It’s awful. After the hug I feel like I get this weird vibe, like they’re thinking, “Oh, that was weird.” And my eyes reply with a, “Yeah, I know. Sorry…”
BUT sometimes people make it nice and easy because they’re cool and not as socially inept as I am by being so friendly and great. Thus, the ice is broken with a, “Hey, long time! Let’s hug.” (I really do have friend who says this every time we bump into each other).
Sigh. When will my awkward hugging days be over? I guess I’ll just have to embrace them for now.
