**Note: I try not to write about things that are “too personal” on my blog…but I thought I would write about this since it was a new experience for me and something that I felt I wanted to talk about because of how it has affected me and my family. There are even more facets to the past three days that I did not include, because that would make the post much longer than it already is. Anyways, here is my story:
That’s how long I spent in Sur (Tyre), a city about two hours away from Beirut. It was for my uncle’s funeral. His name was Ghaleb–known to me as Khalo Ghaleb. (“Khalo” is “uncle” in Arabic—-and specifically the uncle on the mom’s side). He passed away on January 28 from cancer and other complications in a hospital in France. They brought his body back on Thursday and on Friday my mom and I went to Sur to attend the funeral and the official 3-day mourning.
It was a tough thing to go through, especially because I have never attended a funeral before. Moreover, I have never been with such a huge part of my family when a close loved one had died. It was a whole new experience, and there were a couple of points where I felt overwhelmed. But, thank God, for the most part it went pretty smoothly.
It’s 4:15 in the morning and I got back from my aunt’s house with my mother literally about 45-50 minutes ago.
It’s all FREAKING FLASHY LIGHTNING AND THUNDER OUTSIDE AND IT’S SO. DAMN. AWESOME.
I would write more about my long day (or long night?) but I’m seriously tired as hell and my bed’s never looked more inviting. (Especially since I’ve adopted a rather strong night owl cycle. It’s not until it’s 5 in the morning do I feel a real pang of sleepiness). So I’m going to dive into it and cuddle under the covers and let La La Land take over. But I like commemorating thunderstorm days because I love them so much. I love everything about them—-the radiant lightning, the pounding thunder, the sound of the rain coming down. It’s one of nature’s better works of art in my opinion.
Just as long as I don’t get caught underneath it.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
I just found a one of the most freaking hilarious websites I’ve seen in a while. I laughed so friggin’ hard, my stomach still hurts.
This lady has decided to share her “mild-mannered English husband’s” sleep ramblings. His language turns quite colorful when he’s dozing off and sometimes he doesn’t even know the meanings of the words he says. (After using “doofus” (correctly!) in one sleep-ramble, upon waking up and hearing the recording, he asked “What’s a doofus?”) But the stuff he comes up with are so random, so out-of-the-blue, so goddamn funny I seriously was laughing myself to tears. It doesn’t have a long archive–maybe three pages so far, but the updates are more frequent now.
They even went viral recently and have been on several shows. They’re now selling shirts with some of his more popular ramblings. I’m seriously considering getting one for myself, hehehehehehe.
Without further ado, check it out: Sleep Talkin’ Man! (Don’t forget to click on the audio links on the left-hand side. It just gets better from there 
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I just finished listening to Nirvana’s Nevermind album for the first time. And by first time I mean I haven’t listened to any of the other songs on it before—-besides the ever-ubiquitous Smells Like Teen Spirit. I listened to it all the way through from beginning to end.
I’m kinda surprised by how much I liked it. Usually it takes me a while to get used to songs, especially by bands I’m not musically accustomed to. Technically, if I listen to a whole unfamiliar album in one go I’m very likely to get antsy and annoyed if it doesn’t draw me in. (My musical tastes are pretty eclectic, so I can’t really tell you what I look for in a song. But I know that I definitely don’t like it if the music is too heavy, loud and scream-o. But I also happen to like Marilyn Manson so I do have some exceptions).
Nevermind is something I never got bored of, which is a rarity for me when it comes to genres I’ve only “dabbled” in. Heh, and I’ve had it on my iPod for a long time too. I mean, I’ve always known that the album broke the mold for its time and hurtled Nirvana into the mainstream (much to Cobain’s dismay) but grunge wasn’t a genre I often listened to. Plus, when the album came out, I was a kindergartener learning to sing songs about black sheep and twinkling stars. Didn’t help that I lived in Saudi Arabia too, where the chances of me knowing anything about the American music scene was was extremely slim.
Anyways, I felt like sharing that for some reason. Do with it what thou wilt. I’m gonna go back to grooving to my beloved iPod (3 years old and showing it but still works great 
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The Internet was SUCH A PAIN today.
I had to restart my computer twice because for some reason I thought that might help. It kinda did, but duuuuuude. It was SO SLOW. Like it would take minutes for a page to load. Or it wouldn’t load at all. Sometimes my mouse would freeze and I’d have to wait even longer ’til I could move it around again. Guh. I haven’t had to go through that since dial-up was all the rage. It’s working better now, thankfully, but I was building up anger for so long I needed to rant.
So…now that I did…I’m going to wander off and do something more productive. Maybe.
Seriously.
I’m hungry ALL THE TIME. I can’t stay full for more than half an hour.
And I’m bored of raiding the kitchen.
Le sigh.
I’ve been going on a theme-finding spree on WordPress. They have a lot of nice ones but I don’t like it when the words are only concentrated in the middle of the screen in one column, leaving wasted space on the left and right. It makes me twitchy. But the others that I found that used up the screen space weren’t very…I don’t know…visually interesting. They were either all-white and minimalistic (although I like minimalistic, it doesn’t drive you nuts with visuals) or all one boring color like brown or silver. I decided on this one—looks kinda funky compared to the others and makes good use of space.
Anyways, I found this video on Pajiba and thought I’d share the hilarity of the CHEESE. I love watching cheesy movies. As cringe-inducing as they are, they are also supremely awesome to tear apart in the company of fellow cheese-appreciaters/mockers. I know it’s 10 minutes long, but seriously—-clicky clicky. You know you want to.
Oookay, remember how I said I was freezing cold a couple of posts ago?
Now I know why.
Both sides of one of my windows (it has two sliding “doors”) were not only unlocked but open a crack.
No. Freaking. Wonder.
Just what the title of the post says, really. I saw this site several months ago, and it cracked me up so I bookmarked it then promptly forgot I had it. Today, I spent some time scrolling through my favorites lists because I was updating my blogroll and I saw it again. Since it’s not exactly a page that is updated all the time I decided to just dedicate a post to it, since it’s hilarious as hell. Hehehehe, have fun!
Ridiculousness—-Even Celebrities Suffer From It
The first Google image that came up when I typed in "ridiculous". It was random enough, so why not share?
Yes, I changed the layout again. Sue me.
Anyways, I was looking through The Huffington Post and there was a link to some of the “Best Little Kid Photobombs” Most were pretty funny (especially the first picture, hehe) but this one caught my eye because I was the cause of a very similar photobomb myself. Hehe, brings back memories.
One time, when I was about seven, we were in Lebanon during the summer and I was with my sisters and three of my cousins. At one point (the way I remember it anyways) Lana wanted to take a picture of all of us and for some reason I was NOT in a good mood. This had turned me into your average grump of a 2nd grader. We were all sitting down next to each other and Lana had the camera at the ready when I suddenly up and decided that I did not, in fact, want my picture to be taken because I was MAD so I jumped to my feet and ran to my room.
Lana pressed the shutter a little too soon despite what I thought were my lightning quick reflexes. The famous picture shows mostly my sisters and cousins as tiny background figures while the lovely main focus is me running with a very clear just-about-to-cry frowny look on my face. I take up nearly the whole frame in my running form. Good, slightly blurry, action shot if I do say so myself. We all laugh our heads off at that photo now. To this day I can’t for the life of me remember why I was in such a bad mood at the time. I’m sure I lightened up later on in the day, as kids are wont to do, but that shot serves as a testament of the hilarity that can ensue from one click of the shutter.
IT’S FREAKING COLD!
I’m wearing socks and fuzzy slippers and my feet still feel like ice.
My hands are cold—-but that’s nothing new, they’re always cold.
And I’m wearing two layers while indoors.
It’s COLD.
Back when I was about eight years old (in the summer of 1994 I believe) my family and I went to Los Angeles, California (and Arizona) for the summer. We have an uncle who lives in LA and several cousins in Arizona. Anyways, when we weren’t going out and seeing the sights or swimming all day, we basked in the glory of 90’s Nickelodeon. You didn’t get stuff like Clarissa Explains it All or Salute Your Shorts or You Can’t Do That on Television in Saudi Arabia. We got introduced to them during our summer stint in the States.
One of the weirder shows (which I didn’t watch much but knew enough about it to know it was pretty weird) was The Adventures of Pete and Pete. I happen to love randomly quirky comedy shows but at the age of eight I wasn’t mentally prepared (or even aware) of what quirky meant. So although I do remember a few scenes here and there, I can’t say that I ever actually sat down and watched the show.
Jon Stewart is friggin’ awesome:
Watch this video of him mocking the interview Glenn Beck held with Sarah Palin on Fox News. Classic!!
Did you know Sarah Palin is now a Fox News commentator? This can only add to the hilarity of the news network that still employs the likes of Bill O’Reilly and Glenn “CRAZY NUTBALL” Beck.
