Showing posts with label grrrr. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grrrr. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

heat exhaustion

I had heat exhaustion.



That is all.


Also happy birthday to Steve!

Friday, July 22, 2011

no more candy...

Recently, a doctor told me I had slightly elevated triglycerides and needed to eat healthier food. So, I have cut candy completely out of my diet. Which is bad in a different way, because I usually eat a lot of candy. No one ever realizes, because I am pretty skinny and everything, but my purse typically contains enough candy for a witch to build a small apartment complex.

So the difference in my energy levels after cutting out all that candy is pretty drastic.



I keep hearing that fresh vegetables and healthy meals give people energy. So, that means I have to cook. Unfortunately, I am pretty bad at cooking, and the process tends to exhaust me. Which means that making a healthy meal has the completely opposite effect on my energy level. In fact, it induces a vicious cycle:



Somehow, I always get this suggestion from people who hear that I am tired a lot:



How do I feel about this? Let me say it with a graph.



Oh well. Hopefully it will get better.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

mysterious cockroach incident

Yesterday, I walked into the bathroom to discover my cat examining the toilet closely and staring at a dead, partially dismembered cockroach floating in the bowl. It was horrifying.



It was like walking in on a crime scene. It was gross. My cat looked alarmed. I froze where I stood and wondered what possibly could have happened. At first, I could only come up with two scenarios:



Then, I came up with an entirely different, possibly more likely scenario.

To understand why I came to this conclusion, you first have to know that my cat does not use a litter box. Rather, he uses the toilet. It does not only happen in Ben Stiller comedies-- my cat uses the toilet to dispose of his waste. And apparently his cockroaches.

Here is what I think happened.



Upon discovering the roach, I was simultaneously grossed out and impressed. I wasn't sure if the cat should be punished for trying to eat a roach or rewarded for correctly disposing of it. I guess I should just glad he didn't do what I thought he'd do upon finding a gross bug:

Monday, July 18, 2011

nap problems

I become tired sometimes and decide to take a nap.

Sometimes, the result is this:



Other times, the result is this:



Scientifically, the best amount of time for a nap is 15-20 minutes, 1.5 hrs, or a full night. Anecdotally, this is what happens when I nap:



People are always coming up with those rhymes to remember what not to do (i.e. beer before liquor). I always thought they were pretty mediocre. Here's an equally mediocre one for sleeping: