1. McDo Breakfast is only available for a limited amount of time every day. This is a safety measure to protect customers from buying all their stocks until they run out of money, and to curb a shortage of supplies which creates mass rioting by crazed, hashbrown-seeking customers.
"It is critical you pay attention at this time..."
I need to increase my readership haha
- JFav
- JFav
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Too Many Words Devoted to an Analogy Regarding Flushing
Remember that episode of The Simpsons where our family from Springfield are in Australia and they discover that the toilet flushes counterclockwise there as opposed to clockwise in the U.S.?
Wala lang, just wanted to get you thinking about your toilet and how it flushes. Why? Glad you asked.
Because it's how I see myself worrying. Like, that's how I'd describe how I "worry" to someone who decided to ask that incredibly random question. I worry like a toilet flushing.
My worries = Pee and Poo
Act of flushing = How I Worry
I worry about stuff and in my head it's all swirly and violent and WHOOSH! Just imagine how it feels like when you're anxious and stressed - isn't it a whirlpool of nasty things, crashing around in your head? Then, it stops and everything is calm again up until the next time I flush/worry about stuff. Somehow, this makes sense to me.
(An over-analysis of the analogy would be clunky and would probably filled with too many pronouns and wouldn't be clever just confusing and embarrassing.)
In both cases, you choose. Choose to flush, choose to worry. In both cases, it's chaotic. A violent whirlpool of waste, and a deluge of anxiety and fear. In both cases, there is relief, no matter how brief.
And with that, I've flushed that out of my system. Until next time.
Wala lang, just wanted to get you thinking about your toilet and how it flushes. Why? Glad you asked.
Because it's how I see myself worrying. Like, that's how I'd describe how I "worry" to someone who decided to ask that incredibly random question. I worry like a toilet flushing.
My worries = Pee and Poo
Act of flushing = How I Worry
I worry about stuff and in my head it's all swirly and violent and WHOOSH! Just imagine how it feels like when you're anxious and stressed - isn't it a whirlpool of nasty things, crashing around in your head? Then, it stops and everything is calm again up until the next time I flush/worry about stuff. Somehow, this makes sense to me.
(An over-analysis of the analogy would be clunky and would probably filled with too many pronouns and wouldn't be clever just confusing and embarrassing.)
In both cases, you choose. Choose to flush, choose to worry. In both cases, it's chaotic. A violent whirlpool of waste, and a deluge of anxiety and fear. In both cases, there is relief, no matter how brief.
And with that, I've flushed that out of my system. Until next time.
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