Spiders Just Suck

So last night was pretty much the worst night I've had in....well forever. As many of you might already know I stayed up pretty late finishing a post about Krampus. And even later having a discussion in the comments section with...a...um...Krampus.... Anyway, when I finally did get to bed it didn't last long.

I seriously hadn't even laid my head down for two minutes when I felt something fall onto my pillow beside me. I bolted up and turned on my bedside light when I saw a ninja spider. That's right. They have finally found me and are sending troops and ninjas after me. I didn't know what to do. I froze. My eyes were searching for any option of escape. I found a tissue and my Dr. Pepper bank. I quickly grabbed my Dr. Pepper bank and chased the ninja all over my bed before finally dropping it on top of him.

St. Krampus in St. Louis (This Post is Scary)

So, let me preface this with saying that Krampus is anything but a saint.. BUT, my balanced writing was rather exceptional you must admit. Also I have to say that coming from a family who celebrated Christmas on Memorial Day weekend every year until I was in middle school, I find it perfectly acceptable to write a Halloween themed post the week before Independence Day.

It was Christmas break, sophomore year. I don't remember what the occasion was but I remember that I was in downtown St. Louis with a large group of people staying in a hotel reminiscent of the movie 1408. While I don't remember what I was in St. Louis for, I will never forget why six hundred and something "freaks and creeps" were. The weekend that our trip was scheduled fell on the exact same weekend as a Halloween festival. (yeah, I don't know why the Halloween festival thing was scheduled in the middle of December. Kind of random)

^^ Scary ^^

...This Disturbs Me.(UPDATED)

Do I seriously need to write any more than what the title of this post says?! Or can you figure it out yourself? I mean I am slightly grossed out that it would be searched in the first place, but absolutely APPALLED that Google would lead this person to my blog and they would click on it!!

Also, might I point out that it is slightly in appropriate to refer to a cartoon character in that way?

OH! And don't even get me started on the search about SpongeBob!

UPDATE**

As it turns out, if you search that, I am the very last result on the first page.
I am giving everybody a challenge! I WANT TO BE NUMBER ONE!!!!
Google search "spongebob squarepants thong underwear for men" and follow
the link to my blog repeatedly and let's watch it move up the line! Together, we
can take over the internet!!!!! WE ARE SPARTA!!!!!!!

Stomach: NOM NOM!!

So, I'm sitting by a hospital bed as I write this, (don't worry, all is well. Mother simply had a small surgery) and I haven't eaten anything since lunch. For lunch I had an Uncrustable. It was decent but not satisfactory. And I am starving. I know that most of you are reading this and saying "No you aren't. Little kids in Africa are starving!" Not to minimize the seriousness of world hunger, but:

My Lazy Problem (part2)

I'm so lazy that I'm not even going to finish this post. That is all

A Story for Emm

A really good friend of mine chewed me out yesterday when she read my post about my adventure with Amigop. She was really upset that I would even consider littering in the first place. And she has a excellent point. I don't normally litter I promise. I truly do love our planet as much as the next guy and just to prove to you (and to Emm) that I very rarely partake in such shenanigans I have a story. It is a story of my conversion from a litterer to a non-litterer that took place my junior year in high school. (Also, Emm is one of my few blogger friends that I have actually hung out with in person - heck I trusted her to dye my hair - so you should definitely take a look at her blog. There's a link in my sidebar)

I had a caption here but accidentally deleted it and don't remember
what it was...

Just to Fill You In...

Just a post to fill everybody in on where I have been this week. There are many, many excuses for why I have not finished a single post in now over a week. Trust me I have tried, but it just has not happened. I have about six really good posts and I've tried to work on every single one but have not been able to focus. I am not sure if I have tried to get back to work too soon after the loss of my grandmother, or if I simply needed a break to let my mind settle. I still am not sure whether or not my mind is ready to be all the way back at top potential for writing but I will do my best. In fact, right after I finish this post I am going to try really hard again to get another good post out. But do know, that I have not lost interest in writing or anything like that. I simply needed a small break and will be back at full force soon.
Much Love -Indi

Make a Joyful Noise (as long as your voice doesn't sound like a monkey drowning in a barrel of acid)

As I was in the shower today something very odd happened. And even though I am just now admitting it publicly, this is not at all the first time this has happened. It actually happens quite often.

This morning started out normal. I woke up, laid in bed for a couple hours as I still don't have a job and then decided it was time to get up and take a shower. I went to the bathroom and did my usual summer routine of turning on the water to let it heat up before plugging my phone into some speakers so I could jam while refreshing/cleaning myself. Today I chose a playlist comprised of Britney Spears, Rihanna, and Lady GaGa.

Weird thing is Britney's head is really on Britney's body....was the cut
and paste really necessary there? 

We Have to Say... Sexual

A comment was just left on my blog that looked like this: 

My Nipples Are Seasick...

If the title of this post kinda freaked you out, and you just threw up a little in your mouth at the thought of a post about my nipples, then congrats. I am impressed by your ability to think all of that and still be reading the post anyway. What a trooper! If you saw the title to the post and thought nothing of it, you've known me too long.

So on my most recent cruise, I met a very funny girl named Root1 and her younger sister Root2. These Roots were very interesting to hang around because they were constantly hyper beyond belief. During one of their fits of over-hyperness, (yes I realize that is not a word and no I don't care) Root1 had an excellent thought.

Adventure Time With Amigop (My Life is a Movie)

I am a SuperGenius. There isn't a whole lot more to that statement. It simply is what it is. There is one problem though, even though I am a SuperGenius, I rarely take the time to think out my SuperGenius ideas before executing them. So even though my ideas are excellent, they almost ALWAYS have terrible outcomes.

Apparently I share this trait with Wile E Coyote because if you Google
search "super genius" you find a crap ton of pictures of him.