Bumblebee Butts are Pretty Fucking Cute

This is one of the custom blogs I do for my Facebook friends. I asked if there was anything they wanted me to blog about, and I’m writing a post for Ann because she answered.

I was talking to a friend of mine the other day about how hard it can be to appreciate little things during the day that make you happy, like the color of the sky, or the noise your doggy makes when shes sleepin’ or how cute a bumblebee butt looks when it’s diggin’ in a flower. For me, lately, its how the concrete stairwell in Neuburger Hall smells AMAZING between classes (this is hella stress relief for me this summer, lol).

That kinda thing. And thus how people make you feel DUMB about it, ie, “you are so easily amused.” Yeah well, sucks to be you, then, if it takes enormous amounts of effort to impress/get a smile outta you 😐

I have been thinking of this lately. I can’t tell you how happy I am that being bored is going out of fashion. I’m so tired of dull looking douche bags standing around ironically observing something I actually like.

For example: last night my awesome friends and I went to see giant robot extravaganza Pacific Rim and just as I was basking in the glory of how fun that was, three thirty-something hipsters behind me were already patting themselves on the back for how totally unimpressed they were by GIANT FUCKING ROBOTS.

Ugh. Just ugh. It’s not even that they didn’t like it. If they’d had specific issues, that’s a different ballgame. I had my own issues with it (like how Mako should have been the main character, or at the very least had more than 10 lines or at the very very least took any kind of action other than standing completely still, staring into space) but these people had no specific complaint. They just wanted to one-up each other on how bored and annoyed they were the whole time.

Hipster Ringleader: So what did you think?
Sassy Gay Hipster: It was too loud, it made me want to poop
Girl Hipster: I didn’t hate it as much as I thought I would.
Ringleader: Best worst movie of the summer.

Seriously, who spends 15 dollars to go to the fancy dancy Arclight just to see something you’re pretty fucking sure you’re going to hate? I want to rob you on principal. Your money doesn’t deserve to be stuck with you. You inconsiderate and sour-faced whore.

… I said to someone who doesn’t even know I’m a thing, but who I have been thinking about and ranting about since 11 p.m. last night. I even bitched about them on my podcast today.

My penchant for drama is probably the main reason I’m glad this idiotic trend is ending. Even when I don’t give a shit about something, I usually really super give a shit about some related thing. And that leads to lots of ranting and, if we’re in public, stares.