Aaaaand I’m back. Good things: Australia was awesome! I have a new tattoo! Peacocks are assholes! Bad things: Krys* wouldn’t fit in my luggage! I’m still so jet lagged I got confused by a fork!
You know one of the best things about vacation? Aside from the new places and new people and familiar people and food? It shakes you out of your routine. Me, I love my routine. I helps me get shit done. But that doesn’t mean a break from it isn’t a good idea now and then.
After coming back from a three week break from virtually everything that defines my days–home, writing**, blogging, art, exercise, gaming, continent–I find myself rejuvenated and refreshed. And a hell of a lot more creative. On vacation, it was actually getting weird at a certain point: I hadn’t written or painted for weeks, and I was starting to feel…full. Like if I could have juiced my brain, pure artistic endeavour would have come out. And maybe some lol cats.
I learned many things on vacation. Among them:
- -Peacocks are assholes
- -Lamb ribs are a big fucking deal
- -Scrotums can appear unexpectedly***.
Anyway, if I’m back, you know what else is back: the Monday Challenge. Now updated in real time instead of scheduled weeks in advance!
Today’s Challenge: write me someone learning a fundamental truth about the world. Fire is hot. Things fall. Australian rules football makes no sense but is awesome. Someone somewhere has learned an inalienable truth about their world and must now incorporate it into their life.
Out. I got stuff to do.
(Housekeeping: I didn’t have much access to the blog whilst meandering around Melbourne, so some comments went unapproved until recently. If you submitted one but still haven’t seen it, let me know and I’ll check the spam filters. Sorry for the delay and thanks, as always, for the comments!)
*You might remember her from her blog, On The Road To Ithaca, or guest posts like this and this.
**Okay, I did some of this while I was away. But it was different stuff, all right?
***Related: if you have a wardrobe malfunction, you should just own it.
New tattoo, Pshhh. Pictures or it didn’t happen.
BEHOLD.
That’s awesome! You rock.
The tattoo is awesome…… Grins…. Peacocks are assholes…. hmmm…. tell us more about that….
A free-roaming one at the Melbourne Zoo tried to steal my lunch out of my hand. Jerk.
Yes birds often of bigger size tend to do that…… A crow once stole mine…..
You wouldn’t believe how often peacock scrotums just jump out at me…
It’s your fault for walking in their ‘hood.