Am I Blue Clues

1. Blogging to validate emotions = silly.
2. In an effort to make up for the sleep I've lost over the past two weeks, I slept until 6:30. PM. Never a good solution.
3. I've discovered that I have gained back 12 of the 25 lbs I lost 4 years ago- within the past two months. However, I have not eaten all week- except for Thursday night, when the lure of Davenports and movies was all too tempting. But after viewing wedding pictures, the realization that there is not one flattering photo of one's self is quite disheartening and a confirmation of chubby girl syndrome.
4. In reference to the lack of food, it is because I cannot work up the energy to walk down to the store and purchase groceries.
5. Laundry, Jess, Laundry. It can't just pile up for a week and not get done. And yet there it sits.
6. I believe the cat has caught on to my mood, as he has started peeing next to Shakespeare, who responded with "Thy feline's fluids art super gross. Cut it out, you jerk!".
7. I wept, silently bawled even, at Where the Wild Things Are.
8. And I can't get over my frustration that the movie is being brushed off as a hipster joint. You know what film was directed at misunderstood hipsters and was incredibly flawed? Do you? 500 Days of Summer. There. I said it.
9. Regarding above post, I am easily frustrated over silly things and a little short with most people/office equipment these days. (Please refrain from short jokes. I get it.)
10. Massive daily, endless headaches. Not even the approaching holidays can cheer me up- which, if you know me, is a huge indicator of something being off.

I'm gonna take a shot and say this adds up to a blue spot on the Clark calender. One that I am very eager to be rid of. No one likes a mopey chick. Le sigh.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlIU-2N7WY4

In honor of the Goddess

I am so lucky to have amazing lady friends in my life. True, I tend to get on with boys better, but my very best friends are all girls. Female companionship is incredibly important. I'm gonna say this, and I hope you won't misconstrue my meaning - I love women. I mean, being one can be beyond frustrating at times; some girls are catty, manipulative, malicious trixies- but mostly... mostly, I think we're amazing creatures. From our inner workings to our outer workings, the complexities and miracles of our day to day lives tend to go unappreciated, ignored and overlooked by our more... obvious qualities. While our sexual identity is important, it tends to overshadow everything else that we are. We're (as a whole) more empathetic human beings, which in my way of thinking, makes us more developed human beings. Because we're built to carry and create life, we somehow have a tendency to sacrifice and commit ourselves to those that we care for, far better than men can (as a whole).



Look, I'm not trying to rant or devalue men (you know I love you too), I just want to celebrate the women in my life - especially my friends. You girls are beyond beautiful and genuine human beings. I can't imagine the giant void that would be in my mind and heart if you weren't a part of my life. I just know each one of you has alternately challenged me and nurtured me; forced me to grow and helped me to understand what makes an obligation to other people's well being oddly freeing. But most of all, ladies, you make me love this life when everything else seems determined to get me down. And I know you'll always be there for me to turn to. Partially because you're women, but chiefly because you are unquestionably some of the most open, honest, thoughtful, sincere, talented, creative creatures on the whole damn planet. You're the blanket to my Linus.
You make my heart do this:




You know who you are. I'm glad we've stuck together. After all, sticking together's what good waffles do.