Nipples & Humidity
12 12 2007I’m currently untitled right now and loving the freedom.
Sometimes your freedom is the worst restriction. You have the entire world available at your fingertips but that freedom is overwhelming. Honestly, I can write about whatever I want and I have the time to do it. I have a cup of coffee in hand and I feel on top of the world. Yet somehow I’m afraid of what people might think if they stumble upon this entry. To some extent this is a good thing as it allows me to keep some consistency in the degrees of obscenities that might be found in these entries.
Still, I think that a certain level of mental self gratification is perfectly justifiable. I mean let’s face it, sometimes it’s our only escape, right?
I change my mind so frequently that I’m dangerous. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. I’d like to say that it’s very deep and introspective thoughts but I’m not so sure that it has and for once, I’m ok with that. I think I get so wrapped up in this side of me that I forget to have fun sometimes. I’m getting really sick of that - and many other habits of mine.
It’s the weather here that has me going insane. It’s Christmas! Why the hell is it 70 degrees outside? When I see Christmas lights, the LAST thing I want to see is some guy running around without a shirt and in shorts. I mean, seriously, come on. It’s supposed to be the “cuddle up near a fire with hot chocolate” weather. The romanticism of the season is lost when I see a running man’s nipples and man-thighs, sorry.
How can you sing about dashing in the snow when the humidity is 84%? I love the holidays. I don’t like them to be ruined by the scorching sun or the ridiculous moisture that randomly collects on my windshield - or any surface for that matter (yes, that includes your skin). Hey, good news is that lotion and chapstick aren’t required here.
Ok, ok, I shouldn’t be complaining this time of year. It’s a new experience, that’s all. I’m looking forward to going home to see my friends and enjoy the cold weather that’s natural to this time of year. We’ll play games, make tons more hilarious memories, talk over coffee, and share the love we’ve known for years.
10 days and counting.
Responses:
It’s pretty freezing out here in Utah. I’m really glad that I got a new jacket and beanie. This entry says a lot about why I don’t really want to live in the southern part of the US. Humidity is not my friend, and warm winters are definitely not my favorite way to spend the holidays. I can’t wait for Christmas break. It’s gonna be interesting, for sure.
God this was again, incredible.
You must be intwined with my emotional psyche or something. I feel this quote, “Freedom is our greatest restriction.” No shit man, no shit.
Anyway, you’re going to be in Las Vegas? When are you leaving?
We’ll talk online soon,
-Lee
“the cold weather that’s natural to this time of year”
Are you trying to imply that areas that don’t get snow during December are somehow having their climates altered by some sort of unnatural force or do you just think it is unnatural because it is against your own personal Hallmark brand vision of Christmas? I’m from the south, to me, snow is “unnatural” this time of year. I hate cold weather. Want to trade?
Speaking of natural, I think you’re naturally hostile. Not really, but that just sounded like it would be fun to say.
I’d have to say its unnatural because it’s against my own personal Hallmark brand vision of Christmas. Actually, I like cold weather, I like Christmas, and I love when they happen at the same time.
This whole…above 50 degrees during winter thing is just killing me =(
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