Thursday, April 09, 2015
Syndromes.
Friday, January 10, 2014
Gut 1, Lauren 0
Friday, January 03, 2014
"I consider it a safe word, because it stirs up warm, comfortable sensations in me from growing up. Especially since cacao grows on trees."
Maintaining my attention was growing difficult, as my mind roamed to a sketch comedy that perused it for that purpose.
"Growing up in Peru, my sister used to pick it and make chocolate covered fingers with it. Yeah, it really puts me in the comfort zone when..."
Oh Peru. I loved that coastal, rocky land. Ceviche, Pisco sours, Alpacas...gosh, I really hope I can visit-
"Deep frying my little brother's cat was also a joyous memory. He would scream, and I would cackle loudly at his misery..."
I felt a set of brown eyes seeking out my reactions, but I gave them none.
Cats. I always wanted one of my very own. But I hated the responsibility that came with ownership. I just wanted one to snuggle and love when I felt like it. I'm a bit of a selfish bastard at times.
My companion, who at this point had it with me and my wandering mind, got up and patted me on the head.
"Hey...hey, where are you going?" I was hoping she would tell me more about her cats. I love cats.
"
Thursday, January 02, 2014
Loner times
Daydreams and reality
Orange tinted dreams.
I pleaded with my subconscious while squeezing my eyes closed. Waking up after a Malarone induced dream left me somber. Especially since it involved an infant Orangutan purchase - I finally discovered the nurturing side in me.
I made no attempt to be an adult and prepare myself for the day. A quick glance at my mobile reminded me I did have 3 more minutes...in that window I could easily have at least 4 more ape adventures. Maybe I could teach it to hula hoop, drive a Cadillac, and hang up all my artwork. Practical with a dousing of outlandish seems respectable. Examining each challenge I had in store was proving to be far too lofty for the time frame I had to work with. A deep, frustrated sigh reminded myself that these shenanigans were to take place another time. As I slipped on a non-stink lined panty, I chatted to myself schizophrenically that I can always zone out at the office to the rhythm of the copier. My responsible voice rapped my loony one with a ruler, shaped like common sense. Being a responsible human sucked. With each whisk of the mascara, I envisioned my fingers being engulfed by tendrils of flowing ape hair. Unraveling my thoughts a bit prematurely, my lashes now resembled a big boned spider. The misfortunate of being out of cotton swabs also stabbed me - de-clumping my day dream mess was harder than braiding baby Orangutan hair.
"C'mon, shake dat ass, show me wut you workin' with!"
Mystikal reminds me that I have responsibility in this life - to shake dat ass. Wait, no. To go to work. I haphazardly toss my shoes on, and forget my lunch, while displaying what this cracker is workin' with to the neighborhood.
Monday, November 25, 2013
Lies and make believe.
Sunday, July 07, 2013
Best quote I have read in a while
Yevgeny Zamyatin
A friend affixed a different quote by this gent to her status update, and I, being intrigued, yearn to discover more about him.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Prehistoric Laurenation.
Yes, that's right!
In 2013, I JUST put a frozen dinner in the...wait..the OVEN!!
Yeah, that is correct!
I have succumbed to my frugal ways, and denied my 21st century-self convenience!
A-ha!