It’s Crowded in Here

Picture of a pretty girl in a dress.

Behind that stunning forehead is utter madness. And a few Lil Wayne lyrics.

A friend of mine read my last post and jokingly pointed out that it must be crowded in my head. It is. Susan keeps drying her socks in the living room and Pete never leaves any hot water in the shower. And don’t get me started on Seymour…

Anyhoozle, it made me think of what’s really lurking in my mind (and oh yes, it goes waaaaay deeper than Kardashian territory) and I thought I’d share. No takesies backsies.
 
 
THERE’S SERIOUSLY NO ELBOW ROOM IN THIS JOINT…

  • Whenever I watch the dog food commercial for Blue Buffalo dog food, every time they mention the “life source bits” I imagine a woman pleading on the floor with her Chihuahua to “just eat the damn life source bits! Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Leonard, just eat the damn bits!” And then I start to feel sorry for all dogs everywhere because who would want to eat something referred to as “life source bits”? Not I. Said the fly.
  • My twin is out there. Somewhere. She has tattoos.
  • My husband recently shared his philosophy that after the apocalypse there will be two breed of people: leaders and readers. Leaders are individuals who have no sight issues and lead the readers around so they don’t trip on tree stumps or mistake a fire for a cuddly bear. Readers are people who can see up close, thus reading to the entire group so the leaders’ brains don’t go all mushy and cause them to walk everyone right off a cliff. I see no flaws in this logic, except for the part where he left out that Milla Jovovich will save us all from our eventual demise.
  • Have you ever noticed that if you stay awake in bed long enough, the bed takes on a “sickly” effect, thus enacting a “sick bed” situation where the sheets and comforter become body temperature warm which almost always keeps you awake even longer? No? Me neither.
  • I think I could be best friends with Lil Wayne. There. I said it.

You may think I’m strange (correction, even stranger), but then there are other people who think this. I, too, want to know how much my father paid him to tweet it…

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28 thoughts on “It’s Crowded in Here

  1. Ericka,
    Somewhere, Lil Wayne used a whole box of Kleenex after reading your post. You don’t need to thank me for adding this image to the maelstrom in your head.
    Le Clown

  2. The best thing about having a ‘busy’ and unusual type of brain is the way in which your mind might fill in the gaps when you only glance at things in passing. Like just a minute ago when I thought I was watching an episode called “The Wonder Pets Save The Pregnant Unicorn.”

  3. Your face is just… it’s made of FACE. I love it. It’s great.

    But if I’d known that you were actually Mary-Louise Parker, I wouldn’t have followed you in the first place.

    nope nope nope

    can’t do it

  4. If I had eaten a few life source bits in my time, you probably wouldn’t be writing this post. Rather you would be the newborn result of my midlife romance with a young Hollywood starlet because I had worn out my Ferrari and was bored with my Yacht. How come all the great inventions like life source bits and I phones came when I’m too old to benefit from them. Oh the cruelties of my Black Cloud raining you know what while I’m pelted with you know whats! Absolutely love this post and have to say the AVA post mad me cry what eve life source bits I may have ingested. Love you!

  5. Life Source Bits sounds like it’s the bits they shouldn’t include because you’re not supposed to eat them, but they’ve re-named them to make it look like you can eat them…

    The only think I’ve noticed about staying in bed too long is that the darned sheets come untucked and wrinkle up under me and then I also get pillow crease marks on my face…

      1. Do you ever get the crease marks on your arms and legs as well? I’ve often found them on my arms. At least habits have long sleeves which cover those ones!

        Some dogs (and cats) are incredibly fussy about food and it doesn’t matter what you call it, they just won’t eat it!

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