Super Heros... Unite!

Comic Con 05/2013

I will admit that this was in fact my 1st attempt to enter the Comic Con world and I was not disappointed. Amid a mass of latex, spray on glitter, stage make up and more I have found an amazing amount of fun!

As I wander through the Expo center and am impressed by the amount of people, costumes, themes, and creativity within the building I am also a little nervous. Thouse of you that know me well know that I am not overly fond of a ton of people in one space. Was this the reason for my concern? No. In fact it was some of the actual costumes. Some people were amazing! Clothes, make up, hair, personality the whole 9 yards was put into the idea behind their get up. Others… well you throw on a t-shirt with a super hero emblem and there is your effort (Raises hand, I totally had on the wonder woman t-shirt). But now I approach my concern……. Looking around the expo center I find a few people alarming…. In fact some of the people it would appear that there is nothing holding together that outfit but a hope and a prayer against the force of gravity and movement! Obviously some people that is totally fine and half the men in the center would not mind for an epic wardrobe malfunction. The others…… I hope to god you used enough glue, tape, double sided sticky tape or whatever is holding it all in.

Dream Land

So...... Anyone that has heard me talk about my dreams knows that my subconsious is less than normal..... See my original blog to compair. In light of this I decided I might as well start to write about some of them.

Big Foot is that you? As I walk through the trees I come to realize that I am hopelessly lost. I know that everyone tells you that when you are lost to just pick a place, cop a squat, and wait til someone finds you but when you are out in the wilds your mind takes over and you think "well I just bet that there is a road, or camp, or trail, just right up here a bit" and then wouldn't you look silly sitting just a few yards away from something hmm? So I keep going. At this point the branches are so think I can choose to windmill my arms and slap them out of my face or just put them up boxer style and plow on through..... ok here we go. ** hop, hop, arms up, and RUN** SLAM I am knocked on my ass by something big and solid. Oh mighty oak tree.... you win. The ground in this part of the ..... what is this? Forest? Woods? Someones Overgrown unkempt back yard? ..... Well it looks comfy enough and it is getting dark. I start to shuffle ferns, and leaves, and other mossy like plants over next to a bush since the wind is starting to pick up a bit. and make myself a nice little nest. As I plunk myself down on my leaves I start to think about all of the little bugs and spiders that will be sharing this with me tonight and can already feel them on my person. Ewwww....... ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZz Whuzzat? As I wake up from my rather sound sleep and whipe the drool from my face I look around in the complete and blinding darkness...... ................ twig snap................. rock roll................ branch break......... wind....... "um.... Hello?" RAAWWWRRRRRR HOOOOWWWWWLLLLLLLL SCARY NOISE RRRAAAWWWWWWRRRRRRRRR ~BLACK~

It is a common tale of tragedy….. Love

A is desperately in love with B. A has been in love with B for years and spends every waking moment thinking of dear dear B. B is best friends with A but is smitten with C. C thinks that B is nice enough but C is head over heels for dangerous D. D likes to live on the edge and is a little unconventional. What no one realizes is that D has a crush on A. Once B realizes this B tries to convince A that D is the perfect match. B tries to push A to try and catch the attention of D so that B will be able to make the move on C once C see’s that D has moved on to someone new. So A loves B. B wants C. C is desperately trying for D and D is interested in A.



Sad sad times indeed for this small group.

Drop it!!!

To all you people that think that Nipple biting is a huge turn on….. Stop it! That thing is not a chew toy and surprise YES it is attached. Here is a hint, just because it gets hard does NOT automatically mean it is a good thing! ~~~Thank you ~~~


So now that the holiday season is over with it is time for me to relive the horror that was the holiday shopping. What happened to the day when we were kids and the rule of “Someone got it first, you find another toy to play with.” The people out there that go all crazy and decide to pepper spray someone over a pair of new shoes I say too much. This is like tickle me Elmo all over again! All in All by this time next year the crap you bought will not matter.
On this note I think I have had an epiphany on the matter. The reason that people get so piss ass drunk for New Years is to get over the Xmas stress that almost made you go crazy. To you people I tip my hat. Also as a tip, set an alarm on your cell phone for 12:15 to call yourself a Taxi, #1 you will be to drunk to remember and #2 It will be such a long wait time that it will get there at the time you are ready to go anyways.

Pet’s the peeve…….

Everyone has their own little pet peeves in the world. I in fact have several of them. How many people hate it when someone chews with their mouth open? Probably the majority of people that chew with it closed. Let’s go over some of the things that make my eye twitch and you can decide just how off I am shall we?

• I hate it when someone chews with their mouth closed but are breathing so heavily through their nose it is amazing they aren’t snotting on their food.
• I hate angry typers. You can pound that keyboard all you want but it is not going to apologize for whatever it is that has you miffed.
• I hate multitaskers in the car. I am sorry you decided to make poor use of your time and assume you can make up for it by just _____ing in your car. (I have literally saved hundreds of lives by NOT slamming on the brakes of my car and causing a huge accident because YOU have no idea what is going on….. You’re Welcome)
• I hate the road blockers in the super market. Why must you place your buggy on one side and then stand in the middle next to it and stare at the canned food items “pretending” that you don’t see me there trying to move past you on my way to my purchase?

These are a few small things that tend to come up on a day to day basis…. Feel free to add any of your own to my list.

Say what you mean…….

Is it really that hard to say what you mean when you are out in the dating world? If you do not think we are compatible then say so, Do NOT go off on a tangent about how much fun you had and how you are looking forward to hanging out with me again and then make up excuses for the next two weeks and then MAGICALLY disappear from the face of the Earth.

Usually I am all for being polite in the face of awkwardness but what is the point of building it up if you know you are not going to follow through with it. Case and point, when you walked me to my car and I said I had a nice time- it was fun and then I left it at that….. There was no reason for you to respond with “Oh it WAS awesome, we should do it again. Next time we will do this and that too!” And then to top it off YOU hugged ME!
You say that you like that I am Sassy but it’s a good thing that I was on my best behavior because I am pretty sure you would not like my full on Sass sir.

To you… I say Good Day.

A Woman Scorned-

**Names have been changed to protect the douche bag.

So we all know that I am an adult and am pretty responsible in most things. I am the stable one, the calm one in an argument. Well I have found that this is not always the case. Piss me off and I piss on you……

So I have been on a few dates and one guy I have seen a couple of times has learned that I am not one to be messed with or in this case jerked around.

I get a call one night from Brad and he asks me if I would like to come over and watch a movie at his house. Sounds good to me, we have been out a couple of times and I have been to his house and it has been a god time all in all. So I get ready to hang out and he calls and said that he needs to push it back an hour because his car had an issue and he wasn’t home yet. Hmmm ok 9pm isn’t to late on a weekend were still good to go. So then 9:30 comes up and he calls and said that he is finally ready and to come on over. Little tired at this point but hey it’s just a movie……

So 10pm I get to his house and when he meets me in the driveway the alcohol on his breath almost knocks me on my ass. Whoa! So we walk to the door and he opens it to go inside and I hear someone banging in the kitchen on the other side and he slams it shut again….. “Do you mind standing here for just one minute real fast?” Um…. Ok anyone else seeing little red flags on this one yet? “Sure” So in he goes and shuts the door in my face. So here I am standing in a dark (no porch light here) stairwell shuffling my feet and getting more and more irritated as the moments tick by.

The door opens and he grabs my hand and pulls me into the house, through the kitchen, down the hall, and into his “area” of the house. I know he has roommates, I have heard the other guys in the house no big deal and his area is almost like a studio apartment. There is a couch and t.v. and coffee table on one end of it and then he has his bed and an end table on the other side with the closet and stuff off to the other with the doorway in the middle. So he shuts the door after me and I walk over and set my purse by the couch and he sigh’s and sits down too. (Ok now he is irritated?! I do not think so.) As I attempt to make small talk and ask how his day was it is clear to me that he is a lot more trashed than I originally thought and this is getting to be ridiculous. I ask to use the ladies room and he jumps up, runs to the door and peeks out into the hall for a moment. As he steps back and opens the door he drops the off handed comment of “My roommate is in his room, make it quick and be quiet.” Ok…. Sonia is pissed.

So I come back to his room from taking my moment in the bathroom to take some deep calming breaths and relax for a moment. Low and behold Brad is slumped on the couch in a drunken stupor and has started the movie. (Kidding? Sure am not) As the movie is droning on and I am lost because I did not see the first five minutes of it so do not know what all the hubbub is all about and Brad boy is drooling on the other side of me the evil thoughts start a brewing…….

Little do any of you know that I did NOT use the ladies room when I stepped away to have a moment and though I do not NEED to go I can if I made the attempt to. So that’s what I did. I have no idea as to what has come over me but I can guarantee that my mother would be shocked and appalled at my lack of lady like behavior.

Right there bold as brass I pulled down my pants, sat on his lap, and pissed on him.

Who in their right mind would treat a girl like a dirty little secret?! I know it happens and all and Hell I have done it myself but Let me tell you that person knows upfront where they sit and what the score is, none of this try and hide it bull. I would like to think that he was traumatized by this and will think twice about how he treats girls but in my mind (and from his text the next morning) I know that he thought he got to drunk and pissed his own pants. I hope that my response of “No that was me” as I hung up on him got my point across.