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Showing posts with label scared. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scared. Show all posts
Monday, June 25, 2012
Friday, June 22, 2012
that was horrifying
one of the worst things I've seen today was an octopus, a little one, being fried on a grill. Did you know their tentacles curl up and catch onto the bars. And their heads bubble as the juice inside boils out. And then they curl up like flowers. Like space alien flowers. It was not cool.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Please stop scaring me chuck!
So apart from shopping all over the place and feeling very fashionable, due to my ride having to go to the birthday of a niece I ended my night at that magical black hole called Chuck E Cheese's.
that place has both delighted and scared the crap out of me ever since I was a kid.
I was one of those kids too scared to jump up on stage and rock out with those mechanical contraptions that would spring to life when you least expected it.
One thing I was terribly disappointed in was the lack of a ball pit. That was the fun part; diving down, finding loose change and old socks. Random ball fights around the whole arcade.
I don't know how we didn't get multiple diseases or how one would even clean a pit full of plastic spit covered balls or those hamster tubes that kids ran around in that finally ended in a pee covered slide.
I'm not kidding, I watched a little boy pee down the slide before sliding down himself into the arms of his waiting mom. She scooped him up and whisked him away before being made to clean up after her demon child. I was stuck. Forever. For what seemed like forever.
I really don’t have much more to say, the food was mediocre, the lost children didn’t realize they were lost, and everyone looked sick and tired of the place as soon as they walked in.
I don’t even want to try and make that funny.
Friday, September 24, 2010
fall is finally pretending to be here!
Right when I decide to pack up all my fuzziest socks and raddest scarves there is a slight chill through the city air. Although it is quickly overtaken by smoke from everyone bbq-ing outside or lighting firecrackers or smoking, there is still noticeable temperature drop.
I'm still leaving all my fuzzy warm things in the luggage because I feel more accomplished with full looking luggage but I'm cotimplating how much winter clothes shoppnig is in order for the trip back home.
I've grown accustomed to tropical climates, by chill in the air I meant it was 75 degrees and windy instead of 98 and sunny, humid, feels like a wet towel wrapped around you face kind of weather.
I'm somewhat scared to come home and see autumn colors, dead grass, and real, live, not made from a snow cone machine snow. Perhaps its a little early in the Northwest to worry about such things but I'm dead serious. I'm scared of the snow. I hate being cold, I'd rather lay (lie?) sweltering in some desert or parked car with no AC dripping sweat down every crack, crevice, crevasse, and corner I have. I'd rather do all that than be cold.
I can't imagine what I did the electric bill those long Janurary nights back at home with my ancient very well used hardly washed electric blanket.
I mean, are you even supposed to wash those things? There's wires and outlets and sensitive heat conducting material in all that fuzziness. That seems like the kinds of things you keep out of water and detergent.
I looked it up on good old merriam-webster.com:
Hahaha, I had no idea crevasse rhymed with badass. Or art glass for that matter.
While I'm on the subject:
I'm still leaving all my fuzzy warm things in the luggage because I feel more accomplished with full looking luggage but I'm cotimplating how much winter clothes shoppnig is in order for the trip back home.
I've grown accustomed to tropical climates, by chill in the air I meant it was 75 degrees and windy instead of 98 and sunny, humid, feels like a wet towel wrapped around you face kind of weather.
I'm somewhat scared to come home and see autumn colors, dead grass, and real, live, not made from a snow cone machine snow. Perhaps its a little early in the Northwest to worry about such things but I'm dead serious. I'm scared of the snow. I hate being cold, I'd rather lay (lie?) sweltering in some desert or parked car with no AC dripping sweat down every crack, crevice, crevasse, and corner I have. I'd rather do all that than be cold.
I can't imagine what I did the electric bill those long Janurary nights back at home with my ancient very well used hardly washed electric blanket.
I mean, are you even supposed to wash those things? There's wires and outlets and sensitive heat conducting material in all that fuzziness. That seems like the kinds of things you keep out of water and detergent.
I looked it up on good old merriam-webster.com:
crev·ice
noun \ˈkre-vəs\ : a narrow opening resulting from a split or crack (as in a cliff) : fissure
cre·vasse
noun \kri-ˈvas\1
: a breach in a levee
2
: a deep crevice or fissure (as in a glacier or the earth)
Rhymes with CREVASSE
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admass, air mass, alas, Alsace, amass, art glass, avgas, badass, bagasse, beach grass, bear grass, bent grass, black bass, Black Mass,Hahaha, I had no idea crevasse rhymed with badass. Or art glass for that matter.
While I'm on the subject:
1lie
vi \ˈlī\lay\ˈlā\lain\ˈlān\ly·ing\ˈlī-iŋ\a : to be or to stay at rest in a horizontal position : be prostrate : rest, recline <lie motionless> <lie asleep> b : to assume a horizontal position —often used with down c archaic : to reside temporarily : stay for the night : lodge
1lay
verb \ˈlā\laid\ˈlād\lay·ing
transitive verb
1
: to beat or strike down with force
2
a : to put or set down <lay your books on the table> b : to place for rest or sleep; especially : bury
3
: to bring forth and deposit (an egg)
There were many more. I guess I lie in the desert, unless someone laid me there.
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