HOT DOG! I say, "Cool it man, I don't wanna be the President of America!"
So I know I fell behind on the Disney 30 Day Challenge, WHATEVER, I'll make it work. Also, I'm considering yesterday and today "research days" for Nova Scotian food week because
I forgot to make a menu this weekend
I'm figuring out what my game plan
NOVA SCOTIA, aka NEW SCOTLAND (LOL), has a lot of Scottish people, and therefore a lot of SCOTTISH FOOD. Which... I know about haggis, and salty oatmeal, but I'm
an ugly American
a simple rube, so I don't know much else. ALSO, MI'KMAQ FIRST NATION FTW!! Otherwise, it's also a very cosmopolitan area (African-Canadians! Arab-Canadians!), with a bunch of different national and ethnic groups represented. OOOOOHHHHH, CANADA. <3 Plus, Nova Scotian locally available food is like a combination of the awesomest bits of Northeastern Atlantic cuisine I associate with New England, and the awesomest bits of Upper Midwestern cuisine I tried in Wisconsin to boot! SCORE. Apparently it's not a popular place for people to move to
, which is I guess because it's not sexy. Still, check it out for yourself
. WHY DON'T I LIVE HERE, is what I'm saying.
OM to the NOM, y'all.
I also was thinking about Oprah this morning (idk) and how she promoted that New Agey crap for "The Secret." Which, you know, positive visualization is really great psychologically to harness positivity, and it's certainly bound to give you more success than, say, negative visualization, but all that "ask the world to give you what you want" is BS. Like, what if your enemy gets a copy of The Secret, too? Do your opposing cosmic wishes cancel each other out, or is it like artillery fire or something? Are they blasts of psychic energy that warp around each other and careen off in unintended directions, one wish shooting towards Neptune and the other toward Detroit, striking down all in its path? It's okay if you're using your world-askin' as a way to be more aware of some of the opportunities the world presents to you, but otherwise it really just sounds like glorified "prayer," in the same way that "asking God for shit" is "prayer."
I mean, I pray on occasion, but mostly it's a meditation type of thing-- like, I don't do anything fancy, I just repeat The Lord's Prayer or Hail Mary (...those are the only two I know, for serious) mentally or out loud if I'm really super
can't-handle-it stressed out or overwhelmed or something, and then that calms me down enough that I can figure out a solution to whatever I'm dealing with on my own. If I knew another chant or prayer I'd probably use that, because "fruit of thy womb" reminds me too much of underwear. And I don't pray to ask for anything because 1) dude, what the hell, and 2) no, really, God isn't Santa Claus. That was the Wise Men, and Jesus was the Easter Bunny. Plus, what does it, go on God's voicemail? I don't think he checks that thing a whole lot. You can apply the "secret" to try and end world hunger or cure AIDS, but you're on a waiting list.
Hum de dum.
Oh! I learned something about myself: I'm not a naturally introverted person. I mean, I'm quiet
enough, but that's because I like to feel new situations out first before acting in case I accidentally do something totally rude, and, like, when I'm in school, which, duuuuuhhhh, I'm here to be in school
. I'm not gossiping because I'm taking notes and making you look bad, screwing up the grade curve.
Anyway: the situations in which I've been the most shy
are also the situations in which I've been the most uncomfortable
(and/or depressed). Naturally, I think I might be kinda bubbly. Downright peppy even! Egads. I already know I'm hilarious, and a talented chef and artist with a keen wit, an eye for detail, and an impressive debater, but I'm effervescent and charming to boot? LORD, WHAT WILL I DO WITH MESELF? I'm such a catch.
So yeah. I think part of the reason I'm full of energy is that my body has kind of a store set up for dealing with toxic shit, and I just walked away from it today. Also, it could be the sugar rush from the free cotton candy I got
as a reward from the universe for walking away from haters
at the UNF International Student Association World Flag/World Peace March that I walked away to
. :DDD (I'm always this scatter-brained, though. Just checking in this time.)
P.S. Also, I really dislike this Mac keyboard. Stupid shallow keys and community grime making them sticky...