Monday, August 1, 2011

i can has context?

Yesterday, while walking to the comic book store, we saw this:


Yup. That cat looks like he was having a pretty good time. I also love the poster in the background-- cat, perhaps you should find a new hobby. One that is less dangerous for your liver.


Anyway, the only reason why this is funny is because the cat is drunk next to a bottle of booze. Without the booze, it's just a sleepy cat.

Awwww, how cute.

But add the beer back in:

What kind of example are you setting?? Think of the kittens!

But maybe he's just sleeping. In which case, this picture would be clearer:

D'awwwww.

Or maybe he's sleeping, but also having a relaxing time on the beach.



And apparently is female.

That is all.

Friday, July 29, 2011

"now let me smoke in peace..."


Anytime someone says that particularly alliterative phrase to me, this is what I think of. People like to think of Sherlock and Watson as being besties, but I like to think of them as a more profane version of the odd couple.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

heat exhaustion

I had heat exhaustion.



That is all.


Also happy birthday to Steve!

Monday, July 25, 2011

plants

When I was in college, I was not good with plants. At first, I named them, but then I stopped because they kept dying.



This is because I had two modes. In one mode, I cared a lot about the plant and was terrified that it would die.



In the other mode, I decided not to care about the plant, out of fear that I would kill it.



When I left college, I moved into an apartment with terrible lighting. Despite many panicked attempts to prevent plant death, I accidentally killed my boyfriend's beloved and long-lived pet cactus. This, along with all of my previous attempts at growing plants, earned me the reputation of being a plant killer.

So, I took a break from growing plants for a while. Green things around the world rejoiced.

Then, on a trip to Hawaii, I got a plumeria cutting as a souvenir. This is basically a withered stick of a plumeria, cleared for transportation back to the mainland, and sold in basically every souvenir store and Wal-Mart in Hawaii. Since it seemed really unlikely that these dry sticks would ever return to being living things, my boyfriend and I decided to have a contest to see whose plumeria stick would 1) become a living thing again and 2) grow the tallest.



Deciding I did not want a dead stick in my house, I defaulted to a sunnier spot in a window at work. Many people there had desk plants, and one in particular was very good at growing things. I asked him how to plant my plumeria stick. Here are the instructions he gave me.

- Plant it in soil
- Make sure the drainage is good (put some rocks in the bottom of the pot)
- Keep it in a sunny spot
- Add water whenever the soil looks dry

Although I had thought this was what I was doing with previous plants, I rarely had done all of them at the same time.



So I tried to do everything properly with the plumeria. It helped that I honestly wasn't sure that it would grow at all.



Now, the plumeria has many leaves! It's so exciting. I have even tried growing other plants! I have sprouted an avocado and even re-grown my boyfriend's rare cactus from seeds I bought from an Australian guy on e-bay. So, in conclusion, having a "green thumb" is actually pretty simple. Also, I am naming my plants again.



Also also-- I won the contest.

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: