Touch me I'm Sick

Last week I regrettedly caught some sort of illness from god knows what, this being the reason I haven't been blogging lately. Yeah I'm gonna hide behind my reason, sounds good. I just resently got well agian so here I am once agian trying to blog, and once agian I find myself in a bit of a bind. What shall I blog about? There's a lot of pressure, when bloging; It has to be interesting and ingenious with just a dash of personality. Who has time to sitt down and write some creative mumbojumbo when one has a neverending list of items that must be done? Even more important who has the time to read it? Still here I am bloging my little heart out.

Yesterday I read an article about the stressful lives tenagers lead. I'm just sitting there thinking whoa! Way to state the obvious, she's a geinious. I realized it was more the way she said it then anything else. She implied grownups have it easier, well not exactly in those words but it's basically what she meant. Personally I don't think it gets easier, eventually you'll probably get used to everything but the work load will still be the same or even more. I'm not sure how this is going to work out. So if anyone needs me I'll be rocking in the corner, pulling out my hair in despair! :)

Uncle Anesthesia

Such as a simple drug-induced loss of consciousness , my life has become nothing more than several memories, strung together. Now! don't get me wrong it forms a rather handsome life, just roll with me. It's peculiar how one sift through ones memories, how yesterday can seem like an eternity, while memories from ones childhood. I say childhood knowing rather well I have only lived 1/4 of my life. Can be as vivid as waking up and going to school. Memories, memories lost, memories gained and memories created. The human brain is fascinating; One can be trapped inside ones thoughts, but still be kept from the truth...

Well I know this seems like a bunch of gibberish, still the human brain does interest me. How it can suppress the traumatizing, accentuate the life-altering, forget the useful, and remember the nonsense. To some degree it's funny if you think about it, you can remember every television program you've ever watched to the teeniest tinniest little detail, but when you need to know why the roman epire fell, your mind draws a blank. come to think about it, it's downright irritating! When it really matters you mind isn't worth the time of day. how many times have you been dragged into a discution or an argument and ended up looking like the fool? More importantly, how many times have you realized what you should have said later on? Of course it then being to late. I could kick myself, better yet my mind for signing out the moment I really need it. Don't misunderstand, I'm not socially incompetent. I just overthink every little detail until my mind reaches the point of imploding.

I believe you just witnessed one of my classic derailings, now where was I? you know what I'm just gonna leave you hanging. I think you've got the drift of what I'm trying to say...

So I'm moving on to Song of the week! '
Song of the week: "Uncle Anaesthesia" by Screaming trees

Film of the week: "Twelve Monkeys".

Creature of the week is... Drum roll please! is coming soon to a blog near you. It's evil to keep you in the dark but I think you'll be just fine.