I was just expressing my all-absorbing feelings of boredom and hopelessness to someone. “I am so bored I can kill myself for the fun of it. It’s driving me mad, I am dying slowly, I am bored out of my head, etc. etc.”
What did he say to alleviate my pain?
“Go see the camels.”
…seriously?
Remember when I wrote about Mansaf and its significance in Jordanian culture? I put three pictures of a Mansaf made by my sister’s mother-in-law, they got everyone drooling and some others having heart attacks.
Well, today I was casually talking to my other sister while she opened some forwards sent to her. And lo and behold!, my Mansaf pictures were among them. Here they are with their respective comments:
I feel proud that my pictures are being forwarded.This must be how it feels like to be the forwards favorite Jameed.
When I was younger, and had longer hair, I used to enjoy scaring my nieces and nephews. I invented a faceless, hairy monster called “Brake” who would show up whenever I wanted to have a good laugh. I used to wear a black robe, flip my then long hair on my face, put on glasses, and crawl on the floor from behind doors making low and scary sounds.
I remember when I was a kid, there was an older guy in our neighborhood who some times put on a black robe and a maimed gorilla mask and went around running and screaming. That used to freak me out so much and I always cried when I saw him, despite my mother’s attempts to assure me it was just a normal guy underneath the costume.
It is only now that I think I was doing something pretty cruel, and that I might have scarred these kids for life. Who would do such a thing for fun, except a demented aunt like me? But in my defense, I stopped doing “Brake” a long time ago.
And now I found a new monster! I made fake eyeballs like the ones I blogged about earlier today, and wore my brother’s bank-robber’s mask and put on a black hoodie. I am taking my scary activities online. Be afraid, be very afraid.
The tilted head pose and lack of facial features sort of remind me of Jason.
Another one of my quirky posts sharing unnecessary but possibly life-changing knowledge. You’ll thank me for this later.
Foamy is a grey squirrel that rants and raves and swears and makes me laugh every time I watch him. I love him and I want to marry him one day. He is the star of Neurotically Yours series by iLL WiLL PreSS. He is owned by a Goth Punk girl named Germaine.
I always watch Foamy ranting and raving whenever I am down, you’re gonna love him too:
ROFLING.
You can watch Foamy either on the official iLL WiLL PreSS site or over at YouTube.
That squirrel’s got some attitude.
My new key chain after yesterday’s little incident.
You know you can never win when you’re competing against a cat in gracefulness over snow.
Cat walk:
Tololy walk:
And today’s snow forecast:
Why waste my time and risk catching pneumonia making a huge, beer-belly snowman?
I made the smallest, cutest snow babe instead:
The picture should reveal how small she is compared to the environment. She is resting on the roof ledge, enjoying the weather and saying hello to the kids in the street. She has a black heart though. Go figure!
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I am so amused by the following two clips, I think I will add one to my Tololy’s Bio page…it’s a little something extra, click on Play and I will talk:
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