Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeah buddy!

There’s a five alarm fire and I just remembered my desire. I wanna go into the sky and keep going higher.

Y’all don’t even know how bad I want this.

When I was a preteen I climbed a tree and reached for the stars. It took the firemen like an hour to talk me down but I saved on time by falling out of the tree instead. I may have spent six or seven years in intensive care and had my Sega Genesis taken away for part of that period but it was totally worth it to live the dream for just a moment.

Having spent most of my late childhood/early teens in the hospital without even so much as a day pass left me unable to cope with the social pressures of high school. When I wasn’t busy being thrown into every object imaginable (Glass beaker displays were the worst!) I spent my days looking forward to the night so I could stare at the stars. I just wanted to be among the stars sooooooooo hard it hurt me deeply.

Now where was I . . .

Oh right! I’m being burned alive in this fire! I think this will have to be the end of the post as I am now dead. Cheers!



New Year’s Resolutions. How did they become a thing?

As many of us curse ourselves for continuing to write down ‘2012’ on various forms for the next few weeks many more of us will break promises that we have made to ourselves in wake of the new year. Personally I’m going to dread going to the gym since the next six weeks is pretty much the worst time to go ever if you’re already a regular. But I digress.

Then there are those who feel that the concept of New Year’s Resolutions are silly. Why pick that particular time to plan a life change? Shouldn’t you try to improve yourself year-round? Until earlier today I was in that mindset myself.

But then I thought about the things I would like to change in my life. I thought about how I spend too much time on Reddit/other pointless timekillers and less time doing things like socializing or even finishing my massive back log of games/books/albums I’ve yet to listen to. That led into me thinking about how I could probably be a better significant other at times, and from there I started to think about things I could change about myself.

In the shower just now it hit me. New Year’s Resolutions are important because it’s a reminder to sit down and think about our problems rationally and come up with solutions. Even if we generally fail at said solutions many people wouldn’t even attempt them had they not been forced to think about what it is they would want to change in the first place. I felt a little stupid because this way of thinking is exactly the type of thing I was taught is extremely important when I was in therapy for my Generalized Anxiety Disorder, and as such I feel like I should’ve figured this out long, long ago.

So with that said I’m going to attempt to get off the temp train this year (For those who aren’t in the know, I’ve been working a variety of temporary jobs for quite awhile now), try to be more proactive with my hobbies (And spend less time looking at badly captioned photos and live streams of games I don’t even care about [Except for you Jay, there’s always time to hassle you ha ha]), put some effort into making bees interesting again (Instead of copping out and using MS Paint all the time) and stop telling my girlfriend that she’s a poopface all the time.

Or at least do it less frequently. ❤

Speaking of her, she went out last night but left me this little note. She’s kind of the best.


No story today, only a picture.‏

Hi everyone, I don’t have any stories today. I do have a picture of a bee for you though. Well, okay. Not quite a picture. But if a picture is worth a thousand words than surely describing a bee in detail is as good as a picture, right? Here we go *deep breath*:

So there is this amazing bee that I knew once upon a time. This bee was smaller than the pinhead of a needle but yet had the personality that could light up the whole room, even if that room was the most gloom tomb that ever did get exhumed. The bee had a name but it was rather lame so it doesn’t matter all the same. But in case you’re curious it’s quite frankly Frank.

Now this bee has quite the backstory behind it. This bee invented the tree for example. The world used to be a vapid void of nothingness with no colour and none of the air for the animals to breath. So this bee sat down one day in its little thinking hole and thought of an invention that could create oxygen while being at least partially solar powered. This bee is crazy smart in case you haven’t noticed.

Frank is a very avid fencer. He loves to build fences. Despite his microscopic size he builds fences larger than the Great Wall of China and tears them down completely from existence/time on a regular basis. It is an odd hobby, but it’s one that gets Frank through the work week. Frank is a very busy bee, about as busy as a be can possibly be as I believe it to be.

This bee has lived everywhere, and boy I mean everywhere! Just look at anything you can think of that exists. In your home, outside, random alleyways, whatever. He has lived in that for at least 14 milliseconds at some point in history. Even the parts of history that he has relived multiple times while living in different places each time. Intergalactic time-traveling nomad is a title that doesn’t even come close to describing the craziness that is Frank.

Did I say intergalactic? You bet I did! Frank’s been all over the place. I know because he has shown me a tiny suitcase with stickers from Jupiter on it and everything. He even has this adorable little bee spacesuit. I’m also amazed that he can carry a suitcase that would be considered large for a human but again this is the bee that invented the tree you see.

Frank’s favourite movie is not a human movie, but rather a documentary about movies that he made himself. Narcissistic? Very much so. But I’ve watched part of this movie and he covers /everything/. Even that time last Thursday evening when you were brushing your teeth.

Frank is your biggest fan. No matter where you are in life or what troubles you may face Frank will always think of you. Except for when you are thinking of him. For some reason the two of you may never think about each other at the same time. It makes him very uneasy and prone to sadness.

In the past he has been known to purposefully place a bet on the losing team during the Super Bowl just to make someone feel better about themselves. You know that situation where someone needs money but they’re too proud to accept any help? Frank knows what’s up. If he doesn’t have the money on hand he’ll go out and earn some just for the sake of making the losing bet.

Not believing in the concept of personal possessions Frank does not own very much. Although he does own enough stuff that I believe he may have been pulling my leg when he told me that one. Having the skills that he has makes him extremely wealthy so he always gets what he needs in exchange for a considerable donation. Ever wonder how a movie studio stays in business after a string of terrible movies? How a writer continues to find a way to publish without selling any books? This is why.

Although he does not believe in personal possessions he has not problem possessing persons quite frequently. But the only thing he ever does when he possesses a person is to make them forget that thing they were going to do after they walked into another room. Frank spend a rather unhealthy amount of time doing this although I’m not sure if there’s really any such thing as a healthy amount of time to spend on this activity.

Frank’s favourite superhero is the Hulk. He doesn’t view the Hulk as a person who becomes a monster when he’s angry but rather as a monster who becomes a rational person after working out his issues. Frank likes to consume a lot of media backwards. He finds Twilight empowering because he read it as a story about a woman who cures her own vampirism, leaves an abusive relationship and distances herself from the antagonist.

Musically Frank admittedly isn’t very diverse. His donated Zune mp3 player contains only music of the Calypso genre. Thousands of the greatest Calypso hits in fact which struck me as a surprise because I wasn’t even aware it had a large enough scene to produce that many songs in the first place.

Clothing is something that plays a rather large role in Frank’s life. I’m not sure why. First of all he’s a bee and second of all he’s so small that you couldn’t see any of his clothing anyway. But he invented trees and I just sit around playing video games all day so what do I know right? I suppose maybe it has something to do with his background in film may have something to do with it. At any rate any picture that Frank has him wearing a different outfit. But you can’t see him anyway so . . . As long as he amuses himself I guess.

Well, there is an artist’s rendition of Frank that someone commissioned once so that something could potentially be shown to the curious at some point. I know I said I was only going to provide a descriptive picture delivered through words but you know what? I love you guys. Below is an enlarged picture of Frank being drawn like a naive French girl.