The End is Near

Hello fellow brain bursters,


Tomorrow, your brain is really going to be bursted. I have made a video to educate and share my sentiments about Judgement Day with you.


First, a pre-story. My housemate, Bertha and I (yes, I am still going with the fake names), were just hanging out one starry night, when our nonchalant chit-chat suddenly turned very serious. Yes, I am talking about Dr. J. Here is a video clip of part of our conversation...

Yes, this is how we spend our nights. No, Bertha is not a monkey.


At the end of this conversation, she told me that some people she knew thought the world was going to end on May 21st. I was obviously struck with curiosity! I then researched Judgement Day for the rest of the night. I was obsessed. And it is coming upon us this very next day! Prepare yourselves.


And now a message.

I wish you all the best of luck on being saved tomorrow. If not, I'll see you in the End of Days. But, if I disappear tomorrow, don't worry, I'll just be peacing out of good old earth.

Extra scene cut:

P.S. I am sorry that the videos are so quiet. Unfortunately, I am not a video editing connoisseur. 

Recap

Throughout the past few weeks (or possibly months - I am horrible with anything involving time (a.k.a. life (I love parentheses))), I have come across some old pictures of events that I have written about in my previous posts. I am now going to give the world the pleasure of witnessing them, if not for entertainment, than for proof that my stories are indeed true. 

Cinderella and Snow White mean business.

Okay, and to your up is me, my sister, and my step-brother trying to take care of an infant, (who happens to be my step-sister).

This is clearly not a good idea (as you can see from the mischievous look on my face).


As my first post explains, these circumstances could potentially lead to finding a baby with a bottle of wine, as I found my cousin on one such occasion. She was a cute little squirt, but clearly needed to go to infant AA (and/or have a better babysitter). Look at that innocent face. Okay fiiiiine, I'll let you suck on it a little longer. (That's what she said.)

Can't say I blame her, I love wine time.

Next up: my preschool recital/play thing in which I sat in silence, like an idiot, all the way through. This picture is from the end of the show. Amazingly, I am not sitting in my seat, but am actually standing up for the finale! Still, I am not happy. (That's me in the attention grabbing (why??), poofy pink dress on the left.)

Get me the hell out of here.

Below is a picture after the show, once I am safe and sound in my padre's arms. I seem completely content here. What a weirdo. 

At least I recover fast.

Finally, I have found one singular photo of me in my prized Mary costume from my momentous Christmas play. This was a proud moment for me. My sister has her teeth (or lack thereof) to show off, apparently my brother has some flowers to flash to the camera, but I need nothing to dazzle with, just the glory of my leading role. 

Trying to be one with my role as Mary. Brother, sister, don't care. 

And that concludes these added side dishes to my previous posts. I hope they were delightful, juicy, and tantilizing. Cheers!  

An Ode to Mom

I wanted to write a post to say happy Mother's Day to everyone, and to thank my mom for picking me out of the Cabbage Patch garden (that's where babies come from, right?). 


I've put together a little montage, if you will, in honor of my mother. I was looking through some photos the other day, and found some school photos of my mom, my sister, and myself, and couldn't help but notice the striking resemblance (besides my albino-ness). I was so obsessed with these pictures, that I had to share them in my vlog, which needs some love anyway. 


And here begins the photo gallery:

My Mom circa 1970's

Sister circa 1990's

Me, circa 1990's

Mom, circa earlier 1970's

Sister 1990's 

Me 1990's

Well, that was lovely. Happy Mother's Day to all!