But in the end...

...he's just another dead rat in a garbage pail behind a Chinese restaurant.

This is called being an adult.

life this semester has been busy.
like, super busy.
just endlessly busy.
but busy in that i'm constantly stressin' about the millions of things i have to do rather than busy in that i'm constantly doing the million things i have to do.
and yes, mom, i have been dreaming about my teeth falling out.

i've realized a few things about myself lately.
one is that i am a coward.
i am terrified of change & it feels like that's all my life has been lately.
changed my major.
changed my job.
and i almost didn't do that last one, but then i realized that i was just being a coward.
sometimes i have to do what's best for me and not just what's comfortable.

but hey, everyone.
that's called being an adult, i've learned.
being an adult is when you come home from work feeling tired-in-the-brain instead of tired-in-the-body.
being an adult is when you have to hug your old boss because she nearly cries when you tell her you're leaving.
being an adult is wearing your wolf shirt to bed every night. (wait, maybe that one doesn't belong...)
being an adult is commuting an hour to work & actually working 9 to 5.
finally, being an adult is doing things in spite of your fear.

for with God, nothing shall be impossible.
                                            luke 1:37

choose to live by faith and not fear.

feelin'

i've been feelin' strange lately.
not bad, just different. 
i'm so different now than i was even in january.
i don't know what it is, and i couldn't tell you anything in particular. 


maybe i know now more than ever that only you can make you happy.
happiness doesn't depend on what happens outside of you, but on what happens inside of you. it it measured by the spirit with which you meet the problems of life. 
for with God, nothing shall be impossible.

pretend this post isn't weird, and pretend you're inspired by it.
my apologies; it's late, i'm sick and i have only left my room about four times today.

crazy worm legs.

i found this video from long ago. (you know, earlier this year). (which seems like an eternity, anyway).


so you know, here ya go:

Crazy Worm Legs from Ashley Mecham on Vimeo.


compare to:

one of those nights.

you know what i'm speaking of.
one of those nights where your house is empty (which, like, never happens.)
one of those nights where you sit and watch gone with the wind with your mother.
one of those nights where you eat nothing but a large, delicious salad and an almost-all-the-way-cooked pecan cookie from work with said mother.
one of those nights you know you'll miss when you move out again in a week or so.

that is tonight.

just a little somethin' to brighten up your monday.

or, you know, terrify you.

Jamie's Toe Surgery from Ashley Mecham on Vimeo.

they say all foxes are slightly allergic to linoleum...

...but it's cool to the paw - try it. they say my tail needs to be dry cleaned twice a month, but now it's fully detachable - see? they say our tree may never grow back, but one day, something will. yes, these crackles are made of synthetic goose and these giblets come from artificial squab and even these apples look fake - but at least they've got stars on them. i guess my point is, we'll eat tonight, and we'll eat together. and even in this not particularly flattering light, you are without a doubt the five and a half most wonderful wild animals i've ever met in my life. 

so let's raise our boxes - to our survival.