From Here to There to Anywhere

Another insomniac night. I’m just glad I have a job where I don’t pay the ultimate price to badly for it. I don’t know what it is but I am crazy, crazy addicted to surfing the internet. It’s always been my guilty pleasure. I am addicted to information. It would be a bit more awesome though if I were addicted to good information.

Most people I know surf the net by checking sites they have bookmarked or searching for something specific. I start out that way. I click on a cnn.com and the next thing you know, I’m reading about how satellite’s work, then searching star constellations, then looking up some popular name mentioned, then somehow I’m in the gossip news looking at the latest Brangelina news. I might see some interesting picture and then I’m looking up a related movie it reminded me of only to check out the book it was based on and get motivated by reading about the author about some point in history.

I then spend another hour reading about a particular point in American History and that turns into trying to research how steel is made which leads to a search about synthetic chemicals and bam I’m on a website about how the brain works! Of course, on that page will be an ad that reminds me I was meaning to look up a trailer to a movie which I go watch. And that gets me to thinking of a song I wanted to check the lyrics for and that leads to another round about read on the history of the Beetles.

A short mention of another name in that era leads me on a search for painting by Andy Warhol and suddenly I’m researching the alleged love affair between Bob Dylan and Edie Sedgwick which for no logical reason at all reminds me I wanted to see who won the Biggest Loser TV show that season. And of course that leads to a research on past contestants and that branches into a lengthy read on yo-yo detox diets.

I get bored of reading about diets and then I’m on apple trailers where I see a trailer for a documentary which I research and it ends up being about a love triangle online that leads to murder. I then spend the next 30 minutes try to find images of the deceiving woman involved.

I can’t get enough. Having the general knowledge of everything at your fingertips is incredible. The sad thing is that at the end of a couple hours of surfing, I’m really not better for it. Sometimes knowledge without action is the same as ignorance.

Beauty is on the Outside

I never get the beauty is on the inside thing. I think people mix up beauty and personality. Personality does not make you physically beautiful the last time I checked. I’ve met some really unattractive people with hearts of gold and yet this does not magically make them appear like Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie to me. They’re still not attractive.

And that’s the bitcher isn’t it? You were born a certain way and you were either born drop dead gorgeous, mildly attractive, decent, average, tolerable, or ass ugly. I realize thought that most of those definitions are defined by social conditioning. Regardless of where our definition of beauty comes from though, you can’t really help how you were born… or can you?

I was reading this article today about plastic surgery and the pros and cons regarding the social acceptance and stigma of altering your natural state. A lot of people say they hate the idea of plastic surgery and yet are the first to oogle at Hollywood’s finest. And when you point out to them that “beauty” was manufactured under thousands of dollars of knife work, they tend to go into denial.

There are dozens of pics out there of plastic surgery gone wrong and the painfully obvious images of Hollywood starlets who went under too many times. But at the same time, there are many of countless people we see in the media that are just stunning and you would never have guessed they had their nose slightly turned up or their eyebrows lifted, or their boob augmented.

It’s like we take comfort in thinking that we can differentiate natural beauty from synthetic beauty. Why? Is it much different than a girl or boy getting braces as a child? The teeth are naturally crooked, why not let them stay twisted? How’s that different than being born with an unusually long chin or a crooked nose? I’m not sure.

For the longest time, I’ve contemplated the idea of breast augmentation to fit in with the standard curves of females. However, as time kept going by, I’ve gotten accustomed to my flat-chested form. I’m not even sure I’d appreciate boobage at this point in my life. I kind of like having a boyish figure. But on occasion when I see pics of Meagan Fox or some other such Maxim spread, I get that itch in the back of my head again….

Salt, Tomatoes, and Icecream Cake

I looked into doing detox diets yesterday but then realized they’re all basically starvation diets. F that noise. I really want to lose about 5lbs. The ultimate problem is that I’m in love with candy and I got a shit ton of it for Christmas. I have a major oral fixation and it usually leads to a ton of snacking.

I went out to eat with Flipmax yesterday and we stopped by Central Market on the way back. I picked up a lot of fruit like grapes and bananas. I also decided to try and see if I couldn’t curb some snacking hunger with some cherry tomatoes.

Today I took a few and put them in my mug and poured boiling water over them. I don’t like eating cold food and I thought boiling them might soften them up a bit too. I then sprinkled sea salt on them and gobbled them up. Over all, I’d say this snack is quite a success minus the fact that I got salt grains all over my desk.

Of course, after eating all the cherry tomatoes, I was still craving salt so I started to pour the salt in my hand and lick it up. This would have been fine had I not overdone it. Now I can’t feel my tongue. In order to remedy this, I went downstairs and ate a no-sugar added light ice cream sandwich. DOH. Oh well. I tried.

I then decided to go ahead and make another ice cream cake since I had the ice cream sandwiches out. This recipe is diabetic friendly and quite delicious. I changed it up a bit though and added fresh strawberries instead of the chocolate cookie wafers. The hardest part about the recipe is finding freezer storage for it.

I’m still a bit hungry but I think I’ll chew on some gum…which of course will stir up my digestive juices and I’ll be more hungry soon! Thank god it’s almost dinner time.

Bad Hair Day

I’ve been trying to keep up with the nobs blog stuff. Problem is I don’t know what to write. I have a lot of feelings and emotions but nothing really happens to me. There’s not a lot to say at times. And usually when there is a lot going on, I’m too busy to write… like during the holidays.

I guess I could talk about my hair and how it’s been annoying me. I’ve been growing it out to donate to Locks for Love. Seems like a simple way to help out and I like knowing someone might be happier because of it. However, in true spoiled fashion, I’m not a fan of growing my hair down past my nipples. Sorry there isn’t a better marker description for me. My hair is extremely thick and straight.

I’m always envious of other people's ability to do shit with their hair. My hair is either down and in my face or up in a bun clip thingy. Anyways, I’m at that point where I like to cut my hair but can’t because it’s not long enough. It has to be 10” to donate. When I take the scissors to it, I’m going to cut it at shoulders length so it has to be 10 inches past my shoulders. I’d say it’s about 6.5 to 7 inches past my shoulders at the moment. A few more months to go probably depending on my hair growth cycle.

Wow. this was a ridiculously boring post. Maybe I’ll go burn pieces of my hair for fun now. It’s crazy how fast hair burns.

Eat myself to Happiness

Cup-a-soup, originally uploaded by alachia.

Having a low-self esteem day today. This of course translates into excessive eating. I've been eating non stop today to satiate my appetite for destruction.

I've been trying to go after healthier foods though as to not do too much damage. So far not much success. I've gone through several handful of nerds, starbursts, and Nutrigrain bar. I was hoping this cup-a-soup would top me off because it was warm and supposed to be comforting.

But now I'm craving ice cream. And if I indulge myself, I'll feel even worse...so I must refrain. It's one of those bury yourself deep into the couch days.

Last Pic of Tivi

Tivi on the Move, originally uploaded by alachia.

for two months....

So I made the mistake of making a bet with Tivi, my brother's girlfriend. I said that if she got on the Wii Fit board and did her wii fit test and wasn't "underweight," I'd stop trying to photograph her for two months!

Well after prying her for an hour, we finally got her to do it. She was just above underweight in the low marker of Normal but DRATS, now I can't take pics of her. She hates having her photo taken but I like taking pics of everyone.

What really sucks is that I just got a new camera that can finally keep up with her elusive maneuvers to avoid the snapshot! Come March she's in trouble!

New Year’s Resolutions I will Break

Here are my New Year’s resolutions I made knowing I will break them:

1. Learn to be optimistic

2. Drink less Diet Sunkist

3. Stay on top of my blogs and other projects

4. Get on a normal sleeping schedule

5. Quit WoW

And here are the New Year’s resolutions I plan on keeping:

1. Dance at least 10 minutes or walk 45 minute every day

2. Learn more about photography

3. Dedicate more time to the people I care about

4. Be nicer

5. Appreciate my life