Blogging as a Sport.

     I've been a little lax in all of the things I typically dabble in.

     Work has taken up a lot of my time. At first I didn't like the idea of my life revolving around something so bland as a retail job. But it has grown on me. It could just be that it's Victoria's Secret... and what girl wouldn't love to work there anyhow?!? Free and/or cheap bras. Uh, yeah! Or it could be that the other employees are beyond amazing and friendly and have become my family away from my own. Who knows?

ANYHOW...

     I haven't read anything new (unless we're counting updates on WattPad). Though that has not stopped me from buying every book I have the intention to one day read. They're all currently fighting for dominance on my main book shelf, violently pushing their way to the edges. 

     I haven't drawn anything since... uh, about 5 weeks from today. Which, if you knew me, would think that probably the oddest thing I've ever admitted to. Not to mention, I still haven't even finished said artwork. Poor King Under the Mountain, lying there with nothing but my LePen ink covering his delicate details.

     And I know I haven't even touched a pair of canvas shoes (besides buying them) since I started working back in November. Which is horrid, because my list of Shoe To-Do's are piling up quicker than I can blink.

     I've been so ruthlessly tired that I find myself drinking a whole pot of coffee, by myself no less, into the wee hours of the night trying to get little mundane tasks done (i.e.: laundry and the daily cleaning of my room).

     I need to be better at posting on here. I can never think of things to talk about. Unless, of course, it's been a while since I've posted. Then you can't stop my rambling. 

     So I've managed to buy a book titled 642 Things to Write About. I intend to, instead, make my blog posts about some of the subject matter in the book. Picking a new topic from the book at random each day. I need to get my creative juices, so they say, flowing. And what better way to do so than to write about things you don't typically, to think a way you never do. I'll try my best to post daily, or at least a few times a week, but we all know I'm quite horrid at it.

Until tomorrow, 

 Ashley

Rush's Witch Hunt

These lyrics are beyond awesome!

Check them out.

Rush's Witch Hunt

The righteous rise with burning eyes

Of hatred and ill-will

Madmen fed on fear and lies

To beat and burn and kill

Quick to judge, quick to anger

Slow to understand

Ignorance and prejudice 

And fear walk hand-in-hand

Same-sex Marriages

  Can someone please tell me why the government is throwing The Bible in our faces with the same-sex marriage fiasco?!?
  "The Bible states same-sex relationships are a sin!"
  I mean, weren't they the same people who took God out of The Pledge of Allegiance?

  And eating pork (bacon) is a sin. I don't see people protesting that. (Besides vegetarians.)
  Tattooing your body, a sin. Wearing clothing of different woven fabrics, judging people, masturbation, premarital sex, divorce and Adultery! ALL SINS! And not to mention there are plenty more where those came from. Here are 667 other sins, if you were curious. Check out which sin you're doing the most of!

  What makes this one so special? Oh, I see...someone's found a way to be happy and you wish to take that away from them?

  A woman told me she didn't believe in same-sex marriage SIMPLY because she didn't want to explain to her children why couples of the same sex were kissing in public. All that kept running through my mind was "Seems kind of selfish of you to deny love because YOU don't understand how to tell your children 'BECAUSE THEY LOVE EACH OTHER!'"

  I am not gay. But I believe in equal rights. FOR EVERYONE! And to see a fellow woman protesting this makes me sick! If it weren't for people standing up for equal rights women wouldn't be able to vote. We'd still be sitting at home with the children, cooking dinner for our awaiting husbands to return from work, being told how to dress and how to think. Be careful what side you're on. Our rights could be next! AND men... if you weren't having premarital sex, you were masturbating. I have rarely met a man who has waited until marriage to be intimate with someone this day-in-age.

  AND I have some of the most amazing, kind-hearted gay friends. They don't wish to "shove their beliefs down your throat" (as that hypocritical woman tried to explain to me), they just wish to love the person of their choice. I would gladly stand by their side of love than to join you in your world of hate. I don't fear the homosexuals... I fear small-minded people like you.

"Conquer the devils with a little thing called love!" -Bob Marley