Getting in Touch with Nature

Last week my mom (quite urgently) told me to hurry up and come outside to see something. When I went outside I was directed to look at a nest that two robins made in the main tree in our front yard. They sat it pretty much perfectly on this long, lower branch so that you were afforded a perfect view of it from the front porch. And, of course, what do birds have nests for? Right, baby birds! And as I looked at the nest, I saw a little baby bird head poking up as the mother vomited delicious food stuffs into its little mouth.

Fast forward to today when I’m babysitting my (adorable) little sister. She says that she wants to take a picture of the baby birds, so I tell her I’ll get a picture for her. And I did:

A baby bird
One of the little guys poking his head up.

Two baby birds
Both of the little guys peeking out.

And that is how I successfully did something nice for my sister, got in touch with nature and shared a cute picture with all of you.

In other outdoors related news I hula hooped for a solid five minutes straight, shattering all world records. Not too bad for one day I’d say!

Posted on: June 10, 2011 | 3 Comments

Obligatory Birthday Post

Yoyo so I am unofficially 20 freaking years old now. Two decades since my birth. Two decades since a dinosaur (a stegosaurus to be exact) and a wizard were hanging out, smoking weed and decided HEY LET’S MAKE A HUMAN LOLOL. Twenty long years since that dinosaur and wizard got out their junior chemistry set and combined tofu, rainbows, awesomeness and the blood of a hipster (they killed him to get that blood, btw). They drew a transmutation circle and put this disgusting mess in the middle and POOF nothing happened, but coincidentally my mom gave birth to me someplace else. The dinosaur and wizard realized after they weren’t high anymore that you can’t just make humans out of a bunch of stuff and also because HUMAN TRANSMUTATION IS FORBIDDEN AND IMPOSSIBLE, even if you are a dinosaur and a wizard.

I have mixed feelings about being 20. I’m not a teenager anymore, but I still can’t buy alcohol in the US. I’m 20 years into life and I feel like I’m getting older, but not really doing anything important in life. But I’m not too bothered by this, because 20 is still really young, and I have tons of time to figure things out. I am going back to school though (trololol) and this time I will stay, no matter what. I think I’m more mature now, and I’ve experience a lot in this last year, and I think I’m finally ready to commit to school. But I’m not going to talk too hopefully about it, because every time I do that I cry and drop out as soon as school starts!

In closing, LET THEM HAVE CAKE!

But seriously, hurry the fuck up 21, I want to buy alcohol.

Posted on: May 8, 2011 | 7 Comments