Woah Okay I just had the craziest dream, like cinematically amazing! I want to write it all down before I forget about it.
So apparently Germany was occupied by Americans and I was there visiting my dad. My dad was a priest? and he decided to sell a bomb to a German. He had me deliver the bomb to the German's daughter whom I met at a movie theater. I don't know how I got stuck in the middle of this shit but I ended up helping the German girl plant the bomb in the movie theater. So I was at the movie with my friends and the german girl...But half way through the movie me and the girl quickly left so we wouldn't die in the explosion. Except we left our friends there to die? yay us. She put a scarf on my head so people wouldn't think I was the one that put the bomb there since I was "American." Anyway, we got on a bus to run away and the German bus driver was an ass to me... We went and hid in a huge forest with other people and there was a talking soldier dog. The end.
"Don't worry about a thinggg...cause every little thing's gonna be alright."
There's nothing better than Bob Marley on a Sunday morning.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Boyfriend decided to bathe the cat last night so it would smell like Pantene. It got me thinking about the idea of pets. Pets are so amusing, you have this little hairy monster living with you that you feed, talk to and treat like a baby. Pets have no idea what you're saying, but people still sit down and have a conversation with it. Do pets know they are being loved? I doubt my cat knows what love is, he doesn't know why I kiss it or why I talk to it like its a five year old, all it wants is its dry food. The weirdest part is that it knows everything that you do and sees EVERYTHING you do.
Pets themselves are so weird. The cat likes to sit in between the curtain shower when I shower, it likes attacking my feet at the most inappropriate times, he likes to put his toys in his water bowl, sticks out his tongue, likes to sit on my lap when I am going to the bathroom, and has kitty acne. The funniest part is when he plays with his food; he dips his paw in the bowl and puts the food on the floor and then eats it.
I love the weird little creature that lives in my house. Despite all its weird behaviors, I love that it always listens to me without interrupting, it doesn't judge the weird things I do, and it loves me unconditionally. (As long as I give it food of course)
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
I read an article on a new item called Rape Axe! I wish I was kidding. But this is a legitimate product. Its condom a woman can insert inside her vagina that has "teeth" (hooks that line the inside of the tube). So if a woman happens to get raped and has her handy dandy Rape Axe inserted, her attacker will be in immense discomfort...as you can imagine. When the attacker manages to get withdraw himself from the woman, he won't be able to remove the "teeth," unless he gets them surgically removed. The idea is to give the woman time to escape and "tag" the rapist. I think this is brilliant. Women shouldn't be scared of getting raped just because they're walking out late at night. I am surprised this wasn't thought of before.
Here is the official Rape Axe website.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Do your chances at winning the lottery, getting an A on an exam, becoming a superhero etc. increase with prayer? Or is it all just luck? Atheist would say that its simply luck/chance but most Christians would believe that its God's blessing, having nothing to do with luck. But what about crosses, medallions of saints, or any other type of religious symbol, couldn't these be considered "lucky charms" such as a rabbits foot?
So are all events determined by random chance? Or if God really did set this world in motion does he predetermine what we do not leaving any room for chance?