Tag Archives: Gibberish

Tatukuu!

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Tonight is all about random ramblings. As of late, I have been pretty cooped up. And when I’m cooped up, I find my gibberdish begins to over-flow. Flowing beyond belief tonight. Although that also might have something to do with me licking glue off my fingers earlier. Unintentionally. More innocent than you may think. While gluing something together, a lot of glue got on my fingers. Needing to quickly wipe it off, I quickly licked it off. Perhaps thinking it was cream. Innocent. Still dumb.

Anyways, good things actually come about from an over-flowing gibberdish. Even more so when my brain starts to kick in. Which usually happens either just before I’m about to fall asleep, or when I’m in the shower. Tonight it was clean and creative time. Epiphanies popping up all over the shop. Yelps of ‘Wuu duu’ for joy in the shower. Book related. Extra workload related. Evolution. All good. Pre-glue. So even better. Continue Reading »

My Baboon And His Balloon

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Harking back to school days, I must admit I was a fan of the odd sick day now and again (I’m also a fan of the fact I opened with a hark). Who wasn’t a fan of sick days in school though. Two were even better. If you were sick for three, then you might as well stay out for the full school week if you were that bad. A nice little holiday out of a crippling whooping cough. Come to think of it, I’m sure I missed weeks and weeks one year because of that cough. Maybe that’s where my ability to catch up and cram like a mad woman came from. Digression… hello and goodbye. Continue Reading »

Stand Under It? I Don’t… Oh Right.

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Something happened yesterday that still has me baffled. I don’t really know how it happened. Or if it was my fault or not. I just know that it happened. Don’t really understand it though. This has led to a flood of other things cropping up in my head which have occurred recently where even though I do understand parts of what happened, I completely don’t understand other sections. For example, I don’t really get why people rush on to a plane, particularly when seats have already been allotted. Continue Reading »

I Can’t Rap. You Can’t Mug.

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At times it is a challenge to tie a series of random events together in one big bow of a blogaruu. Isolated events of oddness which just occur and end with no string attached. However, other times, these random events occur in a sequential order and all lead up to something. Saturday, running into Sunday, was one of those days. A match. A long train ride. A lack of seats. And a distracting thought about corn all tied together to lead up to an event. Which never ended up getting off the ground now I think about it. Back to the start… Continue Reading »

Super? Really? No

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Bad Sign

No clue why, but I seem to have a fair few superstitions. Somehow I’ve managed to build up an eclectic bundle. Although I’m not fully sure if they even are superstitions. I think it may be OCD, but self diagnosis doesn’t really hold much weight. For example, the volume on the t.v or the radio has to be on an even number. Obviously it doesn’t have to be. However if I notice that the volume is on an odd number, that’s all I can think about. Gives me a slight headache. Depending on where I am, I will either just change it. Or subtly change it. Coughing, pretending something is behind the t.v that I must get, then turning it up or down a notch. Subtly. People are none the wiser. I’m sure. Super work. Continue Reading »

Hhhh-mmmmm-AAAHHHH

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Chewbacca

Yes. No. Maybe so. These simple answers cover a lot of everyday questions. Nice and simple. If only. Every now and again, I like to respond with a Yeti style answer. Not really falling into any category. Sometimes it comes down to the fact that I might just be too tired to actually form the words properly. Or I might not have the energy to fully engage in the conversation. I have tendencies to just yawn out an inconclusive word or answer. If it is a few words in a row, I will probably just mash them together, giving out a “Mmmyaaawwhhh”. Or something to that effect. Noise, I suppose is the best way to describe it. An acknowledgement that I have been asked a question, and am trying my best to answer. Just not doing a good job of it.

Other times, my Chewbacca statement comes about from the fact that I am not that good at Continue Reading »