Monday, December 15, 2008

A strange thought...

I saw this clip of a lizard that can run across water. It's known colloquially as the "Jesus Lizard".

So what, the ability to move atop the surface of a body of water makes you of equal caliber to Jesus? Sounds pretty superficial.

Does that mean ninja are divine? :P

Friday, December 5, 2008

What to do, what to do...

I'm missing a lot of homework for my drawing class. It's a rather confusing situation, given that it's my favorite class and that it's crucial to my major. My classwork is wonderful, but I just don't have the discipline to do my drawings at home; my house is just not a very conducive environment for working. I feel that I will end up in the situation where my final portfolio will either make or break my grade in this class.

I have to wonder though; does this mean I'm not interested in pursuing a career in art anymore? Or am I just being lazy? Sometimes I question just how much I'm willing to commit to this, or to anything for that matter.

Either way, my procrastinating has to be dealt with.

(Edit: Turns out I've still got a chance to finish some work and hand it in, maybe redeem myself a bit. Though I'm not sure I believe her, the teacher did say today that nobody in this class was failing or was in danger of failing...)

Friday, November 21, 2008

Little tip about donating blood...

...Don't do it on an empty stomach, it's a horrible idea. I don't know if that's something they usually warn you about, but I definitely wasn't told anything, otherwise I would have immediately declined. Allow me to share the story of my affliction:

I went to Publix today to pick up a few essentials. As I head towards the door, a lady stops me, asking if I would give blood. I don't know why it's so impossibly difficult for me to say "no" to them; perhaps I prefer not be perceived as a selfish ass (I'm also quite sure she would have hassled me). So after I get the groceries to my car, I go to the blood bus, do the usual paperwork, temp check, and a blood test (turns out I'm A+, which I had forgotten completely).

So I give my blood, same deal as my last 2 times. My whole arm started to ache near the end of it, though it's probably because my veins were a bit more constricted today. Afterwards, they give me some CapriSun and a couple bags of chips, and I am on my way.

I was going to head home right after, but I then decided I would go enjoy the juice and chips over by my favorite ice cream place (a potentially live-saving decision on my part). I spot the table and chair outside the shop and head over to take a seat, and the moment I sit down, I instantly get dizzy. I figure it was due to a quick change in body position; I usually get dizzy from standing up real fast. It didn't fade though; it got worse. It got harder to breathe, and I was getting nauseous. I started drinking the juice, thinking it'd do me some good.

No good was coming of it.

About halfway through the pouch, my vision darkened, like when you've been outside on a sunny day and as soon as you come inside, everything looks dark. As my vision started getting blotted with dark spots, my hearing became very strange, like I was underwater. It was around this point that I may have passed out.

After waking from my unconscious state, I proceeded to vomit the previously ingested juice onto the cobbled walkway. I guess it wasn't very agreeable. A few minutes afterward, the lady who owns the ice cream place came outside to help me out. I came inside and she handed me some water, a couple napkins, and bag. She even gave me a free scoop of ice cream. After a few hours of recuperating, I was ready to head home.

So, avoid giving blood on an empty stomach, unless you like passing out and yacking.

(Also, potato chips and ice cream taste pretty good :9)

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Dane Cook, overdone.

A few days back, my friend handed me back a Dane Cook album that I had lent her years ago. Thing is, I didn't really want it back now. I had discovered so many different comedians since I bought that album that I now found him obsolete. I don't know, I guess my comedic taste has changed over time (perhaps improved...)

I left the album at her place. I'm not entirely sure I could get even a chuckle out of his material anymore. At this point, I don't even consider him a comedian; an enthusiastic storyteller perhaps, the fun guy at a party, but lacking the wit and lateral thinking a comedian keeps in his holsters.

I think I'll just leave it over there.