Nature will whip your ass.

I'm quite cold right now, but I have a sweater on right now. The goosebumps on my arm are now gone but there is still that internal chill running through me. When it gets really bad I start twitching like mad, like the twitches I would have back in my freshman year. The internal chill just sucks the life right out of you and makes the Loneliness even more apparent.

I can hear my puppy banging and jingling upstairs. He is a noisy beast....But that's something entirely different.

Everyone has heard of the recent natural disasters in China and Myanmar (why can't it just stay fucking BURMA). Yeah...Sad and tragic and horrible. Natural disasters bring out one of the worst things of my character.
High body counts intrigue me. I like the body count to measure the range of the disaster, otherwise it just doesn't accurately describe what happened...All these adjectives people throw around "horrible", "catastrophic", et al. don't mean shit if it doesn't have the death count that goes with them. A huge-ass tornado comes and one 1 person dies, that's not a catastrophe...That's just some poor, unlucky bastard. Screw you, newspeople.

I root for the disaster...Always. Learn not to feel for the sob stories and root for the twister. Volcanoes are always the best.


Which brings me to the subject of the people on the news. There are reasons why I get my news online these past few years. I want to punch the newspeople. Their faces bother me, they stare too much, and they mispronounce and misenunciate their words. They look like the love-children of the Children of the Corn and the Stepford Wives. They don't blink like normal people, same with babies and Hilary Clinton. There is this one local newslady with reddish hair who I just want to hit for no good reason...She really freaks me out and her laugh causes me to cringe.

I have a mean case of writer's block going on for the past week or so. I blame my medication, I seriously do. Many times I think it would be better to be completely off and possibly dangerous while being madly creative than safe, stable, and frustrated. There might be more on this another time.