Nerf-Herders

First of all, my epic fail of the picture is why I typically draw only stick figures. But I figured I needed to draw his vest. Also, the brown thing on the side is not poo, but Chewy.

Yes, Han Solo is a scoundrel. He's also a bad ass. Even though he got special recognition at the end of the movie, I'm positive Princess SciFi Hair probably gave him a good punch in the face.

Yeah, they probably also did it. Like this picture from Gizmodo. Haha, doing it.

Blackbaud

Yesterday, while waiting for the website editing page to appear, I randomly doodled on my notepad. I'm not a real scientist, but if I were to do an analysis of my drawing, it would have indicated that I have murderous thoughts towards a website company.

Update: Even their own forum knows they suck.

And I would like to thank you for not wanting to punch me in the face while I speak...

I hate unneccessarily long speeches. Why do people have the compulsion to speak longer than necessary?

This is ironic since my background is MUN, and MUNers are prone to being long-winded (and snappy dressers).

At a Model UN event today, I got to hear university students from around the world talk about how awesome the UN, what a great experience the conference will be, and how in their country, this is a great opportunity.

Most people will probably find that awe inspiring, but I'm a jaded American, so I just wondered why these speeches were so long. I kept wanting to find a gavel and tell them their 2 minutes were up and they needed to yield to the chair.

Long speeches: the reason why the UN is ineffective.

No, I am not your baby

First, I'm getting kinda lazy on the posting. I even do these ahead of time! (Well, the ones that are posted at 12:00 PM anyway.)

Many people will agree that terms of endearment are pretty annoying. "Dear", "Honey", "Pumpkin" cause most people to gag.

The WORST names have to be "baby" and "babe".

It's always said by the grossest people. Think about the last person who said "Hey, baby, what's going on?" Yeah, exactly, it's that ugly dude on the seven train. Or that girl who has no business talking to people.

I did have a friend say that babe was the equivalent of calling a guy "dude". I just don't believe it.

Ahh...ahhh....aaaahhcccchoooooo

It's slowly but surely becoming exceptionally nice in the city. After the long winter, everyone excited for some form of sun.

Unfortunately, when the sun comes out, so does the high pollen count.

Allergies have ruined my evenings more than once. Yes, I do take loratadine (the generic man's claritin), but I'm essentially required to take it every spring/summery day.

At least it's not plants uniting and plotting to get rid of mankind. Because, you know, that would be a lame blockbuster movie that I watched with my family on Christmas. And if plants are planning to do that, they should at least take out Paris before New York.

Happy Cinco De Mayo!

Not as exciting as St. Patrick's Day, but it's almost as good. This year, I hope to do the right thing and actually go get a margarita instead of a guinness.

Yes, I'm special like that. In 2008, I also went sake bombing on St. Patrick's Day. This is all because I stayed in on New Year's Eve in 2007, and that made me do backwards things for the holidays. Or something.

But yes, today's post is on tequila and its ability to make me want to punch more people. Particularly the person who would give me tequila because it's my least favorite of hard drinks.

(I wouldn't want to punch this bottle of tequila though since it's so festive. Look at its happy little sombrero and maraca. Such a cute, stereotypical bottle of tequila.)

I'd also like to punch Tila Tequila, but I think she would like that.

Who updates all the time?

Yes, I know. I hit myself daily when I don't update.

It doesn't mean that there are things I don't want to punch. It just means that I don't love you.