Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.
If The Office's Jim Halpert were describing this site in a nutshell, the quote above would be dead-on. For those of you wondering what this site "is" or about its purpose, you are probably in the wrong place, as it is merely a vessel used to capture the musings and rants of a person constantly pondering the "why" of things. And by "things," I mean the things that really matter: the day-to-day questions that cross our minds when no one is looking. I am searching for the meaning in otherwise unexplainable people, places and things (to me, at least), like why people still get in the ocean when we know sharks are a real threat (don't get me started) or why cucumbers have become an acceptable food (they are awful, and no, that's not up for discussion).
This site was born out of the idea that people must share these concerns, or at the very least want to read about someone else's obsession with them and talk about said obsession (i.e., the genius/craziness/hilarity of it...let's go with genius). So, to sum up, this site is whatever I want it to be. And today, it's all about providing an outlet for the insanely inquisitive mind of an otherwise sane person. I hope you enjoy perusing over these entries as much as I enjoyed getting them down on paper. And maybe now I'll finally be able to go to sleep without wondering whether the monsters under my bed are truly imaginary or just hiding (NOTE: Monsters, if you're reading this, obviously you're real. And please don't kill me.).
Xoxo,
One VERY Idle Minded Girl
This site was born out of the idea that people must share these concerns, or at the very least want to read about someone else's obsession with them and talk about said obsession (i.e., the genius/craziness/hilarity of it...let's go with genius). So, to sum up, this site is whatever I want it to be. And today, it's all about providing an outlet for the insanely inquisitive mind of an otherwise sane person. I hope you enjoy perusing over these entries as much as I enjoyed getting them down on paper. And maybe now I'll finally be able to go to sleep without wondering whether the monsters under my bed are truly imaginary or just hiding (NOTE: Monsters, if you're reading this, obviously you're real. And please don't kill me.).
Xoxo,
One VERY Idle Minded Girl