The Fade: Part II
So it’s FINALLY getting warmer up here (sort of), which means it’s time to start transitioning into “summer walking pants” as opposed to my thicker “winter walking pants.”
I put on the summer ones for the first time a few days ago, and wow…I forgot how faded they’d gotten last summer.
Yes, that’s fade. The top part of the pants are their original color–that portion is always covered by my shirt. The rest? Faded as hell.
Serious fashion.
I’m pretty sure Canada’s motto is “hieme perpetua”
What the hell is all this, now? IT’S FREAKING APRIL, CALGARY, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS
It’s not even regular snow. It’s rain secretly disguised as giant-ass snowflakes that turn into rain as soon as they touch anything. Which means I had to look like a doofus with an umbrella in the snow while I did my walk this morning. It also meant that—ONCE AGAIN—the sidewalks were covered in slushy crap the entire morning/afternoon.
Not enjoyable at all.
And considering that walking is currently the only thing keeping me from having a complete mental breakdown as of late, that’s not a good thing.
BLAH.
Curlin’
Every once and awhile, my hair will do this natural curl thing. And it’s awesome.
Except, like in this picture, it’s usually only one small piece of my hair and the rest remains frizzy/fluffy/dead to the world/obnoxious.
The end.
(Yes, my shirt is covered in cat hair. My life is covered in cat hair. Deal with it.)
I love it here
Okay, so I know I post a time lapse or panning video of Calgary like every month or so on here, but I really do love this city and this particular video has awesome music and awesome shots.
A, B, C, D, E, F, G…H, I, J, K, man I gotta pee
I just spent like an hour browsing around this website. Clouds are awesome!
The Pursuit of Kinvaras
Dear Calgary:
Dafuq are your Kinvaras? I’ve checked three different Sport Chek stores and a few other outdoorsy stores and there isn’t a single Kinvara to be found.
What gives?
Sincerely,
I HAVE HOLES IN MY SHOES AND I AM IN SERIOUS NEED OF REPLACEMENTS
Albrrrta
Why
THE SHIT
Is it so cold again?
We’re 11 days away from spring and it’s -17 out there.
Canada, I am disappoint.
FIRE
Dooders. Here is a really cool animated infographic discussing how fire impacts different California plant and tree species.
Edit: MOAR
I’ve seen the California Redwoods. Next goal: Giant Sequoias.
GRUMBLE BOW
I like to think that this is what my soul would look like should anyone cut it open.
What type of weirdo goes around cutting open souls? No idea.
BUT MAYBE IT’S THE GUYS WHO RUN THIS ETSY
(They’ve got the souls of the Blue Man Group; theory confirmed)
Sorry, I’ve been super stressed out lately so I’m not making much sense.
Edit: unrelated but important: I need this!
Call in the Experts
In my very first class meeting on my very first day of college, our professor told us that you have to study something for at least 7 years before you become an expert in that something. I have no idea where she got that specific amount of time (or why we were even talking about something like that on the first day of PSYC 101), but if we hold it to be true, then here’s a list of things I am now an expert on:
- Statistics
- Leibniz
- Going to school
- Blogging
- Failing to regularly update my blog
- Fangirling over Metalocalypse
- Drawing crappy drawings
- Being the most obnoxious person on the planet
This has been another quality blog post brought to you by Claudia’s Inexplicable and Overwhelming Sadness (2017 edition).
Zeek-a-Beek
Oh my god, I am so freaking hungry right now.
I feel like I could eat a mountain.
Like, not even a “mountain of cheese” or anything like that.
A literal mountain.
Gimme them pine trees, they taste like chicken.
(Sorry, I’m really hungry.)
Brain, You’re Fired
So I went to bed at like 4 this morning and then woke up (along with Nate) about half an hour later because Jazzy puked on the bed. Because of my lack of olfactory ability, it’s only fair that I deal with the stinky things like cat puke. So I get up and deal with it.
As I’m getting back in bed, this is the convo that went on in my head:
Brain: So, cleaning up cat puke, huh?
Me: Yup.
Brain: That didn’t take long.
Me: No, I guess not.
Brain: It was kind of fun.
Me: …What
Brain: You should have a kid. Think of all the puke you could clean up in the middle of the night with a kid!
Me: Umm…
Brain: DOOOOOO IIIIIIIIIIIIT!
WTF.
It was just the most random thought process. I’m hoping it was just my neurons randomly firing off as I fell asleep.
And no, brain, no kids. Ever. Sorry.
TREEZ
God, look at these incredible beings.
I just hope they’re able to survive humans.
COLDcoldSNOWsnowCOLDSNOW
So remember that scene from Cool Runnings when the Jamaican team first lands in Calgary?
Yeah, it was kind of like that today. A little warmer, though!
Also, you want a workout? Keep a 4.70 mph walking pace in ankle-deep snow for 15 miles. FEEL THE BURN
(OR THE FROSTBITE, WHATEV FLOATS YOUR BOAT)
Are fake potatoes imitaters?
This guy gets it. He gets it.
Haha, and I’m right there with the “using emojis ironically” thing. It’s so tempting because it’s like “what in the fuck random garbage nonsense can I portray with a poop, six buckets, a dime, a plus sign, and three more poops?” but then I have to back off and not actually start, because it’s a slippery slope, yo.
It’s like Twitter. At first you use it for garbage Tweets like so:
But then, after a while, you start—
…okay, never mind.
Nostalgia Party Throwback 2K17
So I still feel like about 27 different layers of garbage, so I’m going to post stuff that reminds me of random nonsense from ye random olden days.
- I played a lot of this. I still suck at basic math.
- This one, too.
- This song and music video will always remind me of 10th grade, since we’d always turn on MTV during Sports Med (yes, I took Sports Med. I have no idea why) and this was a popular vid back then.
- This show was always on late at night when I was a kid and spent Friday and Saturday night at my dad’s condo. Does anyone else remember this?
- Space Ghost: Coast to Coast was always a late night thing, too. I did not understand that show as a kid.
- Oh, Cartoon Network. I miss the way you used to be.
GUN IT
I have absolutely nothing interesting to say today, PLUS I feel like a box of butts, so have a really interesting/useful site that details the differences between similar terms or objects.
GUESS WHO FELL DOWN THE STAIRS
(It was me.)
It wasn’t a full flight of stairs, but they were metal and icy and pretty damn painful to tumble down. Whacked my butt, arm, and side pretty good. Upshot: I didn’t break my iPod! Or, y’know, any bones.
That’s what I get for trying to take a shortcut.
(Sorry, there’s not a lot going on right now.)
Edit: well that’s probably the biggest bruise I’ve ever had. My butt looks like it got hit by a comet.
We Wish You a Merry YouTube
It’s not Christmas without some Pentatonix.
Edit: Woah, nice:
That lady in the white sweater? Yikes, what an awesome voice!
The Calg
I really do love it up here.
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