11.29.2009

I fall under the Etc.


I think I've finally realized what was so obvious to a lot of other people except myself. I am a geek. I'm pretty sure I'm not the the smartest geek in the world, let's face it, I'm no Sheldon Cooper but I'm damn sure I'm a Velma.

The geek Wikipedia entry defines it as "a slang term, noting individuals as "a peculiar or otherwise odd person, especially one who is perceived to be overly obsessed with one or more things including those of intellectuality, electronics, etc." In case you were wondering, I fall under the etc.

People often say I have an unhealthy obsession towards toys. More specifically toys of the plush variety. I actually subscribe to a lot of toy blog sites and follow many plush designers on Twitter. I currently own, thanks mainly to the boyfriend, an unhealthy number of plush toys of the Shawnimals kind. In fact, I just recently got my greedy little paws on a limited edition plush who I now fondly call, Percy. He's an early Christmas present from the boyfriend. Percy's 16 of 200, signed, sealed, delivered and MINE.

I also own more than the average person's share of books, graphic novels and comic books. I am currently into this really cool graphic novel that chronicles the otherworldly adventures of a heroine called Alexandra Trese. She is my hero. I wanna be like her if I ever grow up. Don't count on it though.

I also prefer wearing graphic tees, jeans and chucks over girly blouses, frilly skirts and high heels. Although, I can probably run and walk better in stilettos than in flip flops and when necessary, I do occasionally put on a dress. I get excited when I see black-framed eyeglasses and often don't really care about make up or jewelry. Some of my female friends have given up on trying to girlify me. Yes, yes... girlify is not a real word... who cares? If you can read it and understand what it means, that's a word. In fact, I'm claiming ownership of the word girlify. So there.

I can't stop watching, talking about, gushing over Big Bang Theory. Sheldon Cooper just amuses the hell out of me. It pleases me a lot that I understand some of the obscure humorous references they make on the show. Some stuff go whoosh but that's easily solvable by Google. I'm not sure how I feel about loving the fact that I'm more Leonard than Penny though. Oh well. C'est la vie.

Ok, most of the geeks out there with IQs that can circle the earth 1238105781 times may or may not think I deserve the title but I still embrace it.

I am a geek. I am Velma. Hear me go off tangent.

Nuq daq yuj da'pol?

11.28.2009

He's getting better at it... I swear.



My heart is bursting with pride.


In other news...

I've been really, incredibly lazy with the blog lately. I have no excuse too. I've had TONS of time to buckle down and write a proper update but all I've managed to do is watch Big Bang Theory episodes that the boyfriend has downloaded for me, play my games and that's about it. Ugh.

Maybe in a few more days I can finally get it together enough to write something... substantial that does not involve how lame my life is, anything plush related or really irrelevant stuff. I wish.

11.27.2009

Hide Percy, hide!

My baby does NOT get the whole concept of being a ninja. Oy vey.

11.19.2009

The first of many.

I the little bugger.

Like I said, you're going to be sick of Percy and me soon enough.

Until then..... pictures!!

11.12.2009

Thankful.

  1. One day closer to getting my Winter Ninja
  2. Waking up to mushy texts from the boyfriend
  3. Friends who make me laugh
  4. Butterscotch bars
  5. Sheldon Cooper

11.11.2009

I need a name!

He's on his way... just left Chicago about a couple of hours ago. I really don't want to keep calling him Winter but I can't come up with a name. The boyfriend jokingly suggested Percy. At least I hope he was joking.

You're so going to get sick of my Winter Ninja posts. I wish I could say I'm going to stop gushing about him once I have him in my hands but.... there will be photoshoots galore. He shall be blogged about incessantly. There will be daily tweets and twitpics. Facebook statuses shall mostly be about him.

The boyfriend will probably be a bit jealous of him too. It's possible. I'm already in love with him and he's still on a plane on his way to me.

I'm not crazy. My mother had me tested. I just happen to have a really soft spot for Shawnimals ninjas. Cute little buggers.

11.09.2009

A change brought about by winter.

A couple of things.... one, I have to buckle down and revamp this blog already. It's too dark and frankly, I'm so over the old layout. Time to make a change. I'm thinking three columns with a light and fun background. Simple but still amazing. Gotta start looking for ideas. In the meantime, a slight revamp wouldn't hurt.

And... I need to start writing again. I've neglected my journals and I have tons of stories I need to finish. I just need to get my head into the whole creative process again. Gotta stop putting off stuff and start finishing my stories.

Now, the whole reason behind this post is so I could BRAG about something really awesome. First I have to say, I have got THE best boyfriend in the world. He absolutely, amazingly, spectacularly rocks. If you ever find yourselves around him, hold on to your socks... ok?

So... on to the thing I wanted to brag about....



I'm getting a Shawnimals Winter Ninja in just a few days!!!!

Beat that. ♥


11.02.2009

On the contrary...

A line in the movie Sweet Home Alabama best sums up what I'm feeling right now...

"Honey, just because I talk slow doesn't mean I'm stupid."

You know what I hate? What I really, truly hate? Is when people I love and who claim to love me treat me like I'm some brain dead slug.

Genius I may not be but I'm not stupid either. No sir, I'm not. Just because you THINK you've gotten away with it doesn't mean you've gotten away with it.

If it didn't hurt so effing much, this... all of this would be so freaking hilarious.

10.28.2009

A list, some pictures and HRP.

Five things that I'm grateful for today:
1. My internet connection worked and I was able to load all my pages.
2. Dreamed about really good things and woke up remembering 'em.
3. I was able to take really GREAT pictures of one of my ninjas.
4. Talked to my Ducky and we're on Day 3 of our No Fighting Week.
5. I'm alive, loved and can love.

Some pictures:



HRP
I'm in a really great relationship and because of this, I'm not quite sure how to proceed. I've only ever been in really horrible, really painful relationships so I'm treading on unfamiliar territory. Because of this, my insecurities are surfacing and I've been picking fights with my boyfriend... a lot. I really don't want to argue or even quibble but somehow, I can't seem to stop myself. My insecurities are causing my boyfriend and I some really potentially devastating problems and only recently did I find an explanation as to why I'm the way I am this time around. (God my grammar has gone straight to hell.)

Anyway, I'm suffering from what's known as HRP or Happy Relationship Paranoia. I read about it in a webcomic that, of all people, my boyfriend linked me to. In the comic, HRP is described like so, "It's when you're in a great relationship, but can't stop worrying that you'll fuck it up or that it's gonna end somehow."

Now that I know what it is, I can be more aware of what I'm doing. Just recently we declared a
No Fighting Week and so far, it's going great.

A Round Up
There's more but I'm so lazy to sum everything up. Maybe next time.

10.16.2009

Inspiration.

I follow a lot of blogs and as a result, I get inspired by their nifty little ideas and awesomely inspired posts. And because my Mom keeps telling me I need a shot of bliss in my life, I decided to "follow" these awesome people's leads and see if posting about the stuff that makes me happy can actually make me happy. Convoluted but it makes sense in my head. S'what matters, really.

So here goes...

But first, here are a few pictures.