Merry Christmas to geeks, introverts, nerds, and gamers alike.  Have a wonderful new year.

When Kindness plus Honesty Goes Terribly Wrong

We are raised to find kind things to say about people.  We also know that we should strive to be honest.  These two traits do not always go together.

I have had several instances this past week in which very nice, polite people were either trying to compliment me or behave empathetically toward me, and well, the result was like, “Oh… heh heh, how awesome.”  Then I proceeded to plan out which food would properly drown out my feelings for the evening.

For instance, I was leaving the house to see some friends of mine, and I was feeling little sassy.  Nothing big… but I took the extra time to straighten my hair, put on a little mascara and lipstick, added a cute necklace and selection from my high-self-esteem shirts.  I was mostly feeling pretty good that evening. 

But things were about to go terribly wrong, in the kindest possible way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I blame the fact that I have gorgeous friends. >.>

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The End.

 

 

 

 

Halloween

I have nothing terribly fascinating to say today, so I thought I'd share what I wore on Halloween while passing out candy.  The trick-or-treaters seemed to like it.   I really wanted to get a Slenderman costume, but that seemed like a lot of effort to put in for a nerd like me who was only going to spend Halloween at home watching Top Chef or something.

My LootCrate Red Vs. Blue Entry

Epic boxes of geeky loot goodness.   It does not get any better than that!  Well, except for winning epic gift cards of gamer awesomeness.   I would love to get GW2 and hang out with my guild on the off chance I get any free time ever.  I kind of fizzled out of SWTOR, and it would be nice to hang with my nerd friends again.

I hope this photo finds its way to the awesome folks of LootCrate.


PEW PEW PEW PEW!

BFF Friends Forever

We were friends forever.

 

I laughed at your jokes

 

You laughed at mine.

 

We enjoyed coffee, late nights,

And the same really bad comedies.

 

Then one day, I realized...

 

 we have different political views.
 

And in that moment understood,

I never really knew how much I hated you.

 

 

 

The End.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I WILL EAT YOUR FACE!

I am the Alpha!

Dear beloved PuppyWumpykins and KittersMcKitterKat,

I would adore it if you could please refrain from being the "leader" of our household treks if you do not actually know where we are going.  (I mean, realistically speaking, we can only go to the kitchen or upstairs from the couch.  It is not like you actually *need* to stop over and over again in front of my ankles...  It is not like there is any *guesswork* in realizing we are either going forward to the kitchen or up to the bedroom. but I am getting off topic.  You are like a wild cougar and a wild, majestic wolf, and I cannot presume to know the purpose behind your untamed, beastly ways..)

For you see, if I die, you will only have enough food from my body to sustain you for a week or two until I am far too rotten to eat.  In the end, my death would benefit none of us.


Also, winter is coming and I would be unable to turn on the heat.  You like heat. 

Yours Truly,
Your Food and Potty Servant

 

 

The End.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why I Stopped Trying to Explain Introversion and Social Anxiety to Normal People

 
Response:
"Oh yeah... I  was shy once too, but I got over it and just don't care."

















Reality: