Seriously. Where Are The Dinosaurs Hiding?

Well, then.
I haven't been dreaming as vividly the past few days, so I don't have as much to write about as far as my dreams go.

But I was thinking on it, and perhaps I still am dreaming.
Because I'm pretty sure these things don't happen in reality.
Or at least not my reality.
Though if I'm dreaming, I think I might be okay with staying asleep.

However, I digress.

I had my little moment on the pedestal, regarding proper dates and the like.
Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind doing the work.
I think a guy should be worth fighting for.
But it's also a two-way street.

A street that I don't seem to be on, often.
This isn't a ploy for pity. I may not have found a knight in shining armour, but that doesn't lessen the people I've met or the experiences I've had.
I've just always wanted to.. see what's on the other side of the wall, I guess.


Obviously past boyfriends and... etc, have left something to be desired given my current situation.
But that doesn't mean they were entirely at fault.



Quite frankly, as much as I'd like to be fought for, I'm not sure I'm worth the fight.
I'd like to think I am.. so.. moreso I'm just worried that I'm not, I guess.
I'd hate for someone to go to all the effort to "woo" me, and then be like.. "...the fuck is this?"
I don't want to be the human equivalent of a Cracker Jack box.


That being said, yesterday completely baffled me.

In a good way.

I think.
But now I am completely and utterly disoriented, because these sorts of things don't happen.

So I'm just waiting for the dinosaurs to come out and start attacking folks.
Then I'd know for sure I was dreaming.
And it would all make sense.


Until then, just ignore the crossbow and grenades I'm carrying.
They're not for you, they're for the 'raptors.

i think i've got the right idea...

i just need the right motivation?

blog more often, but shorter amounts?
could this possibly be the proper equation?

i could say 'we shall see..' but that is assuming i will have the right motivation
so, really, in all honesty what i really should say is 'we shall see, if we shall see...'
or something.
drat.
i think i hurt my brain a little bit.

anyways, smooshedy car:

from the front it looks like it's missing its front tooth :-/
supposedly it'll done on wednesday?
possibly another 'we shall see' moment...
at least i get updates!

one of many reasons why i should not be a parent:

[i partake in torture methods.]
although, i DID debate getting my own set of antlers in order to match?
[as if that's any nicer to her, haha]


lately i have been mildly, and i do mean MILDLY, trying to contact matthew gray gubler.
via twitter.
yes, i have a mild [okay more than mild] crush on him.
i admit this.
but it is possible to to have hope without expectation
and that is exactly what this is
i would hope that one day i might win!
to get a reply.. so to say...
or even [gasp] a whole conversation
but i don't expect to
he's got such a charming [online] personality that i'm sure he's bogged down will millions of fangirls [and boys?] blowing up his twitter, email and whatever else may exist as means of pestering him
i'm not special, i'm just a "normal" girl.
lady? ha. no we'll stick with girl.
[normal is debatable - as if normal truly exists.. but that's for another day. or never.]
anyways, point is, i'm realistic.

for those of you who don't know who i'm talking about

i'll give you something to reference

although i'm not sure which picture is my favourite...

<-- this.  OR  this. -->

 


anyway, i digress
the whole point of bringing this up
was that i've noticed
i tend to find.. solace? comfort?
in things that are more tangible in theory, than reality...
things that are near impossible to obtain...
and i'm not sure what to make of that...

[so much for more often and SHORTER. ha.]