Pointless Ramblings

I’m very talented at procrastination, I was born with mediocre talents but excel wonderfully at procrastination and becoming easily distracted. I’m obviously supposed to be doing homework right now.  I thought about working on some artwork for our home, I even took out the supplies and then saw the laptop shining blue — indicating it was full of life and buttons that were ready to go clickety clack.

So here I am, browsing through pages all the while attempting to write about…honestly, I have no idea what I’m trying to say.

Earlier today, I was thinking that my thoughts often go to weird extremes. I’m sure i’m not the only one it happens to, but I’ve found it hard to relate to people or find anyone who isn’t ashamed to admit to them. For example, today as I was sitting in the toilet at work. I thought, what if while I was on the toilet I had an earth shakingly loud fart. So loud that everyone rushed to see what caused the building to tremble… only to find me sitting on the loo and the only words to escape my mouth were,”oops, I farted.” It would be so embarrassing. Stupid, I know. But sometimes I’m plagued by weird, stupid, or all together messed up scenarios in my head and I struggle with how to deal with these non-existent situations. I’ll spend minutes, hours, and sometimes even days worrying and finding ways on how to resolve these issues and often find that I can’t move on until I do.

But anyways. I’m not even sure what I’m rambling about. Just aimlessly rambling.

Last weekend, the boyfriend and I wanted to go for a drive so we headed out east and happened upon Elk Falls. We were actually supposed to go to a town that was further east but we were losing daylight and gas. So we stopped at Elk Falls instead. Even now, I think I was foolish. It was cold! Too damn cold for a photographic adventure. Hardly any photos turned out well, my hands were too busy trembling but I wanted to explore dammit! I walked down the hill and towards the miniature waterfall. I treaded carefully over the rocks, hoping I wouldn’t slip into the lake and die of hypothermia — meanwhile my boyfriend waited comfortably in the warm car. (that jerk!)  I had been here before, briefly, and yet again I was plagued with thoughts that I would be murdered by the hills have eyes-esque murderer. It would be so simple. We’re both out in the country, no one knows where we are. Alas, we survived with some shaky photos and a stuffy nose to prove it!

Also, I want to say I love old cemeteries. I’ve spent a lot of time visiting them. There’s something about them that I just can’t get enough of. I do try and be as respectful as I can be when I walk through them. I say hello and have conversations with them, and lament not having flowers to leave behind.

By the end of this brief quest, my boots were filled with cold water. It took about 5 minutes to thaw them out.  I’m ready for spring.


A Short Reprieve

I haven’t been exploring as of late and all because of winter. Blegh. It’s been so cold and then the piles of snow fell upon the lands. It was dreadful. Fortunately, before then I was able to enjoy a brief (tease) period of warmth. I went exploring back to back, taking full advantage of the brief nice weather. And, thankfully, I did because the snow and cold attacked us that very same week if not night.

My friend and I drove the two hour drive and had a good time singing and chatting up a storm about life and things. It was much needed.

It’s been about a year since I’ve been to Neosho Falls and Coronado heights, and a lot has changed since then. The Neosho Falls High School is overrun by local hoodlums who fancy terrible graffiti. When my friend and I arrived, we almost hesitated entering because we heard commotion in the basement. We hesitated simply because trespassing is still illegal but it was just a group of teens who were smoking weed and breaking things, still we ran up the stairs and hid as they walked out of the building. We laughed at how lame we probably looked. The building felt different, almost like I had never been there, perhaps it was the atmosphere that felt different. I’m not sure. I explored more of the building than I had before, but found nothing interesting. Just holes in the ground and empty beer bottles. Exciting stuff.

Coronado Heights. 

The other trip was with my boyfriend to Coronado Heights.  Ordinarily, I go with friends to these short photographic adventures but I felt it was unfair to not drag him out of the house and neglect house duties with me. So we did and it was so much fun. We explored, climbed rocks and scaled buildings. It was the best. He’s truly the best.

I’m hoping the weather stays constant and I get to explore other towns I have not been to, though they may be limited because my computer is still being an arse and we’re trying to rid ourselves of the evil thing called Debt. I hate that bastard.

Road to Marina


This past Thursday, I went on my last prepaid adventure. Sigh. I’d feel extremely bummed if my apartment didn’t smell like banana nut bread. It’s such a happy scent and the fact that I’ll be able to eat it later makes it an even greater feeling. Although, I should call it castrated banana nut bread because it doesn’t have nuts. (Sometimes, I think I’m funny)

Our adventure involved the continuation of our stalking of Marina and the Diamonds. Fortunately, this time, she was only 2 hours away in Lawrence. I was excited to go because it’s a college town, which I’ve learned to correlate with interesting and neat shops. I was there once before but since then I’ve been to multiple large cities and this time it was a little underwhelming. But now that I think about it, it’s probably because I’m broke and couldn’t afford to buy any of the cool things and decided not to tempt myself with going into a lot of shops. 😦   

We went to a vintage clothing shop, the name escapes me, and of course it was filled with frilly vintage frocks, bedazzled vests, hats. . . basically vintage galore. I didn’t let myself linger long because my ideal closet would be filled with all these clothes and right now it’s dangerous to be in shops because it makes terribly sad to not afford things, especially pretty things. 


One exception to my being broke rule is food. I have to eat, it’s a necessity otherwise I’d probably be skinny or die! So we went to TCBY, which has changed immensely since I last went about 10 years ago. Still, it was delicious! We split the cookies ‘n cream with pieces of brownies, cookie dough and graham cracker shavings. It was incredible. 


We tempted ourselves by walking by the venue, intrigued and curious if their was a line 6 hours prior to the show and it was surprisingly small in comparison to the show in Dallas. At this point in time in Dallas, we had already parked our behinds on the pavement to wait and established a friendship with two local amazingly-funny boys. We refused to do it again, because in the words of Danny Glover (Lethal Weapon) “I’m getting too old for this shit.” Image

We perused a local antique shop and it was filled with neat things, of course. ImageImageImageImageImage

After this, we decided to find a cool places and maybe take pictures. 


I thought it would be cool to take pictures by a train, I’ve always wanted to take some of myself on them but I’m too self conscious to get my pictures taken by anyone else but me. 


I tried to take some of my friend by the train but she was frightened the trains would eat her alive… well maybe not eat but crush her to death. I managed to convince her to stand by it but gave up on the idea when she looked frightened in almost all of them. lol ImageImageImage

We made our way to a dam nearby, we didn’t get to trek down because apparently you’re breaking the law if you do. Damn them.


We kept trying to get a picture of the three of us, including the driftwood/ocean trash art but I kept failing. I was only ever partially successful. Oh, well.ImageImageImage


Since, we realized the amount of effort it took to find places and take pictures we gave up on that and decided to go to a coffee shop. We sat outdoors sipping on our own drinks and watched as the line grew. After watching tween after teen line up we felt famished, had pizza and then decided it was time to stand in line. Their was a huge difference from standing in line about 6-7 hours early to 2. It was nice, yet I regretted this decision too because we were surrounded by teeny boppers. I realize I was one once but I was never like these kids. All they talked about was how many followers they had on Tumblr and Twitter, how hilarious they were and the fact that they were the first to hear about Marina and the Diamonds. I wanted someone to take pity me and perform a lobotomy. I hope, I wasn’t that annoying in my youth. . . which I doubt because I was a different kind of annoying, I was the dark and twisted kind. When the show started and Marina began her set it was all worth it, even if I had to suffer today’s youth, because she’s an amazing singer and her lyrics mean so much to me. 


Adventure to and from Planet Comicon

Yesterday, was our great adventure to PLANET COMICON and it was fun but mainly exhausting!

I enjoy taking pictures of my boyfriend while driving because he’s not especially fond of it and also his beard was especially ginger like. Image ImageImageImage

We drove for blocks trying to find a parking spot but everything was either full, costly or far away. We settled for parking over 5 blocks away. It was pretty cool though because every where we walked or drove their were people dressed up.


The line was a different story. By looking at this picture you’d think I was in the middle of the line, nope, I was towards the end but you can’t really tell by this picture because it wrapped around towards the left and right. Image

Fortunately, it didn’t take much time to get to the front of the line.


I have been to a convention before but this one was bigger and so much more crowded! Their were lots of neat things and my eyes were overwhelmed.


Mission Accomplished! I may have not been able to afford to meet him but being near him and breathing the same air was accomplishment enough for me. 🙂


What was awesome about this R2-D2 is that it was operational. At one point it was surrounded by a flock of people as it roamed around the convention. It was neat and bummed I didn’t get a shot.


This girl had the best Rogue costumer ever.




I had a blast, it was exhausting but it was fun and totally worth the pain in my feet. haha.


After walking back to our car we decided to go to one place before we left. I found Prospero Books on Yelp and it was highly recommended. I’m glad we did go because It was such a neat bookstore.



I was so thrilled when we arrived home and my body found the mattress. I will say this does count as 3/365. lol

Stupid Hands

It’s been a while since I’ve been on an adventure and it’s made me quite sad, but this weather hasn’t made it easy for me to go exploring. My hands freeze up anytime they’re exposed to freezing temperature for long periods of time, the nerves get shot up and they turn a bluish red hue and twinge a bit.  Stupid hands. The weather, however, has been sporadic. Oh, Kansas and your fickle weather. 

I’m hoping that soon I will be able to go out to the many places I’ve discovered through endless googling. Gotta love that google. Until then, I will be home patiently waiting for it to be warm enough to venture into potentially wonderful travels. 



Stops, Oddities and Dallas

I proved to be quite the fanatic. For the second time ever we drove to see Marina and the Diamonds. On our way there we snapped a bunch of pictures. ImageImageImageImageThis is a scenic turnout in Oklahoma that I happen to find amazing. I hadn’t been there in quite some time and I still find it to be wonderful, even if it was covered in graffiti. ImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageBefore the show, we had some time to kill and I really wanted to go to some thrift stores/antique stores. Initially, we were supposed to go to another one but it was closed but fortunately Dolly Python wasn’t disappointing. 




I’ve never been enthused about going to Dallas, something about it just never appealed to me, but this store completely changed my mind about how I feel about the city. This shop is amazing with all its oddities and treasures. 

The Deathly Winds

Another wonderful adventure, only this one could have been greater if it wasn’t for the bitter cold and the murderous wind that attempted to turn us into icicles. But we braved the cold; by braved I mean we ran into the castle, took some shots, ran back to the car, warmed ourselves up and then repeated until we could no longer take it. Some shots were taken from the car. hahaha.

This is Coronado Heights. It may only be a stone shelter made out to look like a castle, but since castles are sparse in Kansas I will lie and say this is a majestical castle that once housed royalty, elves, dwarves and hobbits. ImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImage

After we ventured into the freezing heights of the castle, we made our way into Lindsborg. Lindsborg is a lovely Swedish community. It was filled with shops and wild dala’s. ImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImageImage