Stress is awful. I'm not a fan. Don't know many who are. Worrying. Panicking. Fretting. Fearing. There's so many ways to respond to the aspects of life that wear us down. We've become conditioned to run from the negative. To fight it off by whatever means necessary. Whether you bury it in alcohol and substance use. Whether you push it aside with television and games. Whether you simply put it on the back-burner in your mind and force a rehearsed smile. Whatever your tactic ma
For those of you who don't know me, I'm a little unhinged. My mind works in mysterious ways and it's usually very apparent in my viewpoints, my observations, my actions and above all you can tell it's a mess in there any time I'm bold enough to open my mouth and let the thoughts come forth. The best description I ever had for my the way my mind is built was a series of jagged cul de sacs. Yup. Wrap your head around that mess. It's never quiet in there. Rarely peaceful. And wh
Don't get me wrong. I like the sun. I like when it's warm(ish) out. It's nice to walk outside, feel the warm blanket of the sun telling you everything is going to be okay today, and carry on about your day. But... I'm not too upset that summer time seems to be coming to a clear end for us here in the PNW. As with anyone who's lived here for a decent period of time, the sun is little more than an old friend you see whenever it's convenient for them to come to town and then jus
I get a lot of flack from people all day everyday about yawning and how I'm not allowed to do it. First of all, you're not my mom. I do what I want. *yawn* Secondly, I can't help it. I just did it now while writing that. I'll probably do it several more times before this thing is done. It's like my strongest, most useless talent. I yawn all the time. But there's a reason. I'm not infected with incurable yawning disease. Though if there were a magic pill to fix this problem I'
Do you know what scares you the most? What petrifies you beyond thought, beyond reason? It amuses me when you tell someone about a fear you have and you get the simple response of, "that doesn't make any sense though". Excuse me, I said it makes me want to pee myself. At no point did I make any claims regarding rationality. The brain isn't a very rational creature. It's nuts. It'll flood you with panic and dread to the point of total systems failure because you saw a spider t
There are plenty of comments and jokes out there about Final Fantasy and everything that's come along over the years. "How could it be the final fantasy 9 times?" Yeah yeah yeah. The joke's done. With 14 individually titled games in the franchise not including the random sequel (Oh X-2...) and unique standalones (I'm looking at you crystal chronicles), Final Fantasy has long since survived what was thought to be it's first and only installment. (For those of you reading this
Do you remember being a kid and having the future all mapped out? Dang it was simple back then. Stupid life. When I was a kid I lacked an imagination. I saw the world very matter-of-factly and didn't enjoy playing doctor or house or cops and robbers because it wasn't real. Thank goodness for video games. They managed to bridge the gap between reality and my buried imagination. Otherwise Encoded would've never happened. Gasp! But that doesn't mean I never had dreams or aspirat