Beauty Addiction

Now I know my Co-authors will disagree with me, heartily, on this subject. But I'll say it.

I like Curvy Women.

Find me a twig with breasts the size of cantaloupes and, no. It probably won't do it for me (Although the fact of the matter is that, 1. They're probably fake, and 2. She's probably not very intelligent to want them so badly. Albeit, on a Curvy gal, they'd be okay ;D), but give me something with body, something with zest, something large and with vigor, with a mind to match, and I'll be a damned cheerful person.
~Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder~

Nuff' Said on that issue,
However, There are others to talk about.

For one thing, Addiction. It's a devil device that ails us all at one point or another. It screws you over when you think you're in the best of times, when something can't possibly get better. It's excess, it's greed, it's gluttony, But.... Who's to say how much is right...

I myself am utterly addicted to MMOs. For any of you WOW junkies out there....I'm not one of you, but I can empathize. The habit is hard to kick.... You begin by killing one or two bad guys, leveling rather quickly. You think to yourself, "This isn't so bad...An hour a day at most!"

But then, the levels get longer....The Quests get harder, the items more scarce. Each level takes more and more minutes of the day, one hour turns into two, two into four, four into eight, and soon you find yourself swimming in an oblivion of useless pixilated data and a wasted experience. Life is all about experience, so why should one waste their life by constantly playing video games?

The key is Moderation....some times it's hard but, limit yourself. It's the key to becoming a stronger individual, and kicking addiction is just one way to start. Say, "I'll play 50% today, and 50% tomorrow." Set goals, instead of mindlessly grinding unto the next level of horrifyingly mind-numbing grinding. It's still hard for me....Maplestory being my current addiction. You get a new Item, and you just want to use it right away...
But you have to take out the trash, your mind whispers....
~Screw That, I got me A Battle Axe!
But you're ignoring your friends...
~But I'm only 20% away from 43!

Excuses follow excuses...
It's a vicious cycle, but,
You're the only one who can end it.

Addiction sucks, but have more power than it.

~Codes, Still lookin' for that someone

Spock Was Wrong

I would like to start this post with a direct statement towards one Leonard Nimoy.

(For those of you not in the know, Leonard Nimoy recently published a book of photography showcasing the 'beauty' of horrendously obese women.)

You sir, are horribly, horribly wrong.

There is no beauty, pride, or joy in being fat. In this world there exists subjects that may not be universally beautiful but are nonetheless still pleasing.

This includes, but is not limited to: elegant math problems, epic fight scenes, the abstract concept of lesbians, etc. etc.

If I were to continue this extensive list, Mr. Nimoy, you would find nary a mention of any fatties. That's because they are simply not beautiful. Finding beauty in them would be akin to over analysis of a children's book and finding hidden symbolism. There simply is none there.

I find that Optimus will back me up in these claims.

Anyways, to a quick and simple story that happened to me today.

I was sitting in class (Calculus if you must know) when my neighbor Glare-Bear reaches over and undoes my shoelace.

Glare-Bear: Sorry Lazer, it was an irresistible urge.

Lazer: That's what a lot of girls say about me.

Cue incessant giggling.

Yup, my timing's pretty much perfect. I'm just gonna need some prettier targets... oh well, baby steps, right?