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Yesterday I learned a really cool combatives move that is actually very relevant (if you remembered how to do it). It was designed to basically tell people in a threatening and serious matter to fuck off and leave you alone. It had two parts: 1) Facing the person: hands up (I imagine this is optional in a real scenario) -- drop your weight and punch straight down into their abdomen/testicles. 2) From where you are or from their side: push their chin forward with your front palm and pull back on their head with the other -- bring your back arm's elbow down over their chest, then follow down with the other elbow -- secure your elbows in the joints of their shoulders -- wrap both hands in front of their face (one around their throat, the other around their eyes) -- pull back with your elbows to move them around or make them stationary -- tell them to leave you the fuck alone -- (optional) throw them to the ground, push them away, or throw them into a wall. Two tips: If they are

I'm feeling down but also in need of a creative outlet at the moment. I don't have the mental energy or time to do anything of substance, so I Googled creative things to do online and blogging was something that came up. That's right. I have a blog. I don't really have anything I want to talk about - sure, there are things TO talk about, but I just don't want to - so I'll just talk about random things. 1) The Great British Bake Off is the happiest show I know, so I have the soundtrack playing right now in the background while my bathtub fills. I'm trying to give myself a little impromptu spa treatment here to cheer myself up. There's no real reason why I'm upset. I'm just simply depressed. I feel like I'm being weighed down by an accumulation of umbrella factors. 2) It's 11:30pm and I'm wide awake despite having less than 6 hours of sleep and feeling like today was a week long. I had a massage first thing in the morning before w

I've neglected posting on this blog for so long, there are so many things I could write about. But these days I just don't have the energy, mentally or physically. I just got back from my Route 66-St.Louis-Memphis trip with Emily over Labor Day weekend; and while it was an excellent trip, I'm felling absolutely wiped. It was not a stressful trip by any means, but there wasn't a single moment of downtime. We were doing something at almost every second of the day, and it was a lot of driving on top of it. Usually, when I have to drive for that long I'm either by myself, which means I can zone out and relax, or I'm able to rest in the back and introvert for a while. Since it was just the two of us, I was able to do neither. I have off this Friday and part of me wants to go down to the spa, but the thought of having to drive that far is just excruciating at the moment, especially since I will have to drive down to Chicago again at least 3 more times this month