Homeliness Sweet Homeliness

Dictionary time!

home•ly

adjective (home•li•er, home•li•est)

1 (of a person) unattractive in appearance.

2 Brit. (of a place or surroundings) simple but cozy and comfortable, as in one's own home: a modern hotel with a homely atmosphere.

• unsophisticated and unpretentious: homely pleasures.

DERIVATIVES

home•li•ness noun

Well, this blog post is about comfort more than anything. The comfort we feel in our home, perhaps, but driven into us by the acceptance of growing unattractive in appearance. It has been about a month since I have shaved. My face is quite disgustingly patched with whiskers and my hair is unkempt and growing as long as my ears now. The only real reason for this is because of the discomforts of shaving. The shaving doesn't feel good, then it starts to grow back and itches, as well as being sandpaper for that special someone, and so for the reason that I am able to get away with it, I have stopped shaving. I can't say when I will shave again, though I really don't see it happening too soon.

The enablers for being able to look so homely are pretty straight forward. I am in University, my part time job does not require much of the appearance of the workers. I have a steady girlfriend who doesn't care what I look like. I have a rather built upon group of friends who know me well and which I no longer seek to expand.

These enablers have helped me overcome a little bit of my vanity and helped me to ignore what must be strangers' opinions of me.

Haiku time!

Whiskers on my face

The journey of my comfort

Into homeliness

Thanks for the read. This has been a blargh!

-Paul

In sickness and in health

Ok, so just to dig this blog from it's early grave and shake it up a bit, I am back. For now. If you are one of the million other people who start blogs and give up because certainly no one is reading them, then you understand. If you are one of those few who actually get read, screw you for being interesting.

Anyways, I'm unearthing it for only one reason really and that is because my girlfriend and my brother are both booting up blogs of their own. This will be the only thing ensuring that I keep this one alive, because at least 2 people will read it. Yay for being popular.

So I am sick, as both of you readers know. And it's kinda interesting to be sick. For the first time I've really focused on what I am feeling. Studying my brain's slowed activity and trying to put some sense into the feeling it puts me in. It's almost like being under the effect of illicit drugs, except that you are in a certain amount of discomfort. But if I focus enough on just the state of mind rather than any of the pain or sick feeling that I experience, it's a funny kind of enjoyable thing. From what I can gather, the slowed brain activity is due to my brain excreting certain chemicals, perhaps endorphins, to dull the pain and try to kill whatever is ailing me. In this sense getting sick is like a natural high, if you ignore the sore throat and the runny nose. So I am having an alright time, just don't ask me to do any math equations.

I am also starting to crank up photoshop again. Expect comics in the near future or never. I am basically just using google images and slapping random dudes and dudettes into mildly amusing situations. I did one in response to my brother's blog post involving an over-crisp carrot and it's effect on ingestion.

Anyways, all these words are making me weary. To continue my trend set by my other two blog posts I will finish this off with a haiku on sickness:

I feel sick today

But if I ignore the bad

It all seems okay

Some blogs/bloggers worth mentioning:

My beautiful girlfriend: Little Commentaries

My half-ridiculous full-brother: The Noun That Verbed

Thanks for reading, this has been a blargh.

-Paul

On Haircuts and Transformations

Hi all, it's Paul again, the lovable Blargher.

Today was not one of my better days, I had a ridiculous hangover from what is ordinarily a very small amount of alcohol for me, I wonder if maybe my liver is out to get me. But I scheduled a haircut, so I guess I accomplished something.

Right now, my hair can just barely be put in my mouth, but on the 26th, I'm going to have it cut nice and short. Why get it done on the 26th? Well, on the 27th I am going to have my braces removed after 2 years and 8 months wearing them. I am also going to shave off my No-Shave-November fuzz as well as the creepy mustache that I have been growing. I'm going to buy a new shirt too.

All of these things are going to form a transformation that is unprecedented for me. I'm hoping that I turn a lot of people's heads in wonder of who I am. Needless to say, I will be posting a before and after picture here for your enjoyment.

I'm going to be looking for a hair-do the next few days, one that involves some amount of maintenance, but not too over the top, somewhere along the lines of a faux-hawk, if you have any suggestions by all means comment on this blargh post and let me know what you think I should do.

Now for a haiku on haircuts:

Scissors cut through hair.
The transformation is here.
A new man is born.

Don't you always feel so refreshed and renewed after a major haircut? I know I do, and am really excited for the 26th/27th.

Well, that's enough for now. This has been a Blargh!
-Paul

The Paul Blargh!

BLARGH!

Urban dictionary defines it as an exclamation indicating that one has absorbed or is emitting a quantum of unhappiness.

I'm using it in place of "Blog" because it has symbolic meaning as to what my blog is about. The just of it is: Life is tough. You've heard it before. However, I will have the occasional happy thing to say, so don't think this is Paul's little emo trip. Hah, emo trip, reminds me that I have to photograph myself beneath the sign for Emo, Ontario, a town about an hour from my home. And yes, this blog will be filled with randomness.

Oh, and I make up words sometimes when I can't think of the actual word that I want, so if you are a grammar whore then GTFO. I promise, though, to be at least 99.5% correct with my spelling of actual words.

Ok, so I'm a little bored now, how about you? Let's write a haiku to illustrate our boredom.

Here I stare blankly.
Why have I nothing to do.
Sitting is something.

Yeah, I think that's a haiku, if not then I blame ehow.com for their tutorial that helped me refresh myself, having not written a haiku for years. If it is a haiku, then props to the site and I encourage you to check it out for yourself and maybe learn something new.

Ok, so that's it for right now. There won't be any in stone scheduling for when I'll make posts, sometimes I might make 3 posts in one day or sometimes I might only make one in a week, check back often and bookmark me if you like.

This has been a BLARGH!
-Paul