Not Interested In Being Offended

Posted the following on Facebook (picture included) about 20 minutes ago. Then I decided to make it into a blog post because reasons:

This is the perfect complement to a FB conversation from yesterday. I was talking about how I love “Squirrel!” jokes but someone found them offensive and out of line. Two things, methinks:

1. While I do not want people to laugh AT me, I do want people to laugh WITH me! I laugh at myself all the time and it’s always nice to have some company when laughing . I don’t take myself seriously. Ever. Seriously. Did I slip and fall? Go ahead and laugh your head off cause that crap is funny as hell (just make sure I am ok at some point)

2. Finding something offensive/being offended is a personal choice. If you find something offensive, that doesn’t mean everybody else does. You know, you might be over-reacting. Hey, it happens! Or you might have a good reason to be offended but that reason may apply to you only. Don’t ask everyone to be offended just because you are, providing the joke/issue is not a matter of human/civil/animal rights and/or equality.

3. Everybody is entitled to their own opinion. But you don’t have to agree with me and I certainly do not have to agree with you.

4. Laughing is good for… Squirrell!!!…..

The King

4:58 pm. Text message from my best friend. Wake up, wake up!

5:00 pm. Alarm sounds. Don’t want to wake up

5:20 pm Grumble grumble. Fine I’ll get up

5:30 pm Take a shower, get dressed, make sure ticket is in bag, get hat and sunglasses. Good, I’m ready to leave.

6:00 pm Get downstairs, walk half a block. Realize I don’t have my water bottle. It’s quite hot. I go into heat exhaustion very easily.

Sigh

Back to my flat.

Can’t find the water bottle. Whatever, I take my sippy cup instead. Leave again.

I’m hungry. Walk on the other direction towards the grocery store to get some food.

The hot section is closing and there’s nothing left. Fine. I’ll get some of the overpriced food at the festival.

Walk out of the store. The bus is already at bus stop. I sprint. Get to the stop. Realize I don’t have my wallet. No bus tickets. No money.

Sigh

Back to my flat. AGAIN

Vive la différence

Swamped in work and still at a very uncertain period of my life in all fronts so I really haven’t had a chance to do much writing. Well, that’s not actually accurate. I have done a crap load of writing, just not for this blog.

Plus I’m always very busy having 533 conversations with myself.

From the ADHD – Tales of an Absent-Minded Superhero FB Page. If you haven’t visited that page, you must do so as soon as you’re done reading my post, yo!

Did you know I keep three blogs and write for another three? And that’s not even counting Tumblr.

Shiny*

*And not in the Firefly way

So yeah, what else is new.

This Sailor girl

I don’t understand how I end up always over-scheduling myself…

Oh, right, I remember now. I have ADD

Crap.

So, I’m teaching tonight.

The teaching scheduled goes out every three months. We get the first week of January, April, July and October. Among the other dates, I was scheduled to teach on Dec 15. No big deal.

THEN, all the previous Dynamite Girls that are still team members were invited to a cooperative project with SD’s new all-girl team The Hot Tamales. Awesome! I was more than happy to join them. Then it turned out they were planning a performance on December 15. I was very happy. We’re bringing the Sailor Girls routine back to life after a couple of years of sabbatical. Did my brain raise a red flag? Or course not! Why would it bother remember I was teaching on that date too?

AND THEN, I signed up as the DJ for the last set (11pm – 1 am) of all December Saturdays. I love deejaying plus I can use the extra money. Again, did my brain bothered checking the calendar. Hell, no. The bastard.

As a result, tonight I am teaching, performing AND deejaying.

It’s going to be a looooooong night.

Granted, it’ll be fun, but very long. From 8 pm – 1 am.

And -as it that weren’t enough, tomorrow I have Balboa practice from 12-4 pm, immediately followed by a mandatory All-Teams practice with a special Street Dance class and a Team battle afterwards.

It’s all very exciting and I’m very much looking forward to all of that but on Sunday night, I’m gonna need someone to drag me home and put me to bed.

See you on Monday, I guess.

But for now, this Sailor Girl needs to go get ready for the party!

[ADHD] Quote of the Day

Good morning.

I’m back home.  Having coffee and making the rounds and I found this, which I want to share with you!

My message is simple. There are millions of people living with neurological conditions that are simply existing; trying to fit in with a world and population where most won’t, or can’t bend their idea of normal; and at the same time, assume that normal is something everyone aspires to be. Living as someone other than your true self is my idea of torture, and that’s what most people want from us so they can feel comfortable.

I wanted to be the voice that said, “You’re damn right we aren’t normal! We’re AMAZING! We’re WACKY! We’re GENIUSES! We’re bearing millions of gifts for the world to enjoy and you can’t see that –all you seem to notice is how often we lose our keys!” To be fair, it is pretty ridiculous how often we lose our keys…and phone, and wallets, and cars, and children, but still…geniuses

ADHD – Tales of an Absent-Minded Superhero

==>  To be fair, it is pretty ridiculous how often we lose our keys…and phone, and wallets, and cars, and children, but still… <==

 

Yeah, that.