Sitting In My Jeep, Pondering Life And Junk

You know, I've never considered myself to be smart, attractive, or funny.  The terms average, awkward, and spontaneously creative are much more pleasing to my ears.

I am just here in my Jeep.  I'm an hour early for work, so I'm just chilling in the Downtown Disney parking deck, watching humanity attempt to function and it's that time I get to be alone with my thoughts that really gets me thinking about my future and where I currently am in life

Currently I'm 24, I've got maybe $100 to my name until I get paid Friday and I will most likely blow a large portion of that money on fast food and more fast food.  I just had lunch, which was a Lunchable I picked up from the dollar store. 
I spent my morning finishing up the first season of Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt and blogging about it.

The only real negative part of my day has been battling my autocorrect to type out this current blog on my phone.  So if that's the worst part of my day, why don't I feel like a million bucks.

A huge struggle that I've been witnessing with people in my current age bracket is that nobody really feels fulfilled with there life.  We want to be more, see more, do more and see that our lives are much more than average.  It seems like this day and age has truly killed the concept of stopping to smell the flowers.

I'm not writing this to say that having goals and striving to surpass them isn't great, but do we really want to miss all of the little things that make us happy?

Earlier I told you my entire morning, most people would call it lazy, in fact a messaged my bae saying so.  (Yes, I said bae, suck it.)

Why is taking time to relax something negative?  Why do I feel like I didn't do anything today?  Why do I feel like I let life slip away when in all actuality I needed to take a break today?  Who really knows?

Moral of my thoughts today is that you don't need to strive for the next and greatest achievement everyday, let yourself be lazy and soak in a little bit of the right now without thinking of the future. 

We don't have too long.  Stop and smell the roses and maybe just maybe, watch a little TV.

How To Get Away With Murder: Freakin' Whack-A-Mole

So I'm bursting back with a new blog about one of my favorite shows on TV right now and that's: How To Get Away With Murder.  I knew that I would like this show from the second that I saw the trailer.  Viola Davis is on point as Annalise Keating, like I'm pretty sure that she could strike fear into the devil himself with a lip twitch.  

My goal now is to do a recap blog each week after I see the episode and kind of give my thoughts and reactions on what happened.  Ok?  Sweet, then let's get to it!

This week was an episode centered around the spoiled little college douchebag of Asher Millstone.  It's weird calling him a douchebag, because all I keep seeing him as John Bennett from Orange Is The New Black.  Bravo Matt McGorry for being different!

Until this episode, we really didn't know where Asher had been during the murder of Sam Keating other than the fact that he showed up banging on the window.  So this week we finally got his side of the story.  Asher was getting ready to go to the bonfire, as any good college douche would do!  What we didn't know is that he had the ever coveted trophy, or so he thought.  Turns out he's banging on that window because he wants his damn trophy that he "rightfully" earned.  Other than that, we really don't see much of him in the flashforward sequences, until the end when we see him in bed with Bonnie!?  What the hell?  Also, I hate Bonnie, she keeps jumping on Laurel about all her stuff with Frank, when I'm pretty sure she's the one that's had more meat in her than an Oscar Meyer factory.

The main case in the episode is probably my favorite one yet, because it truly shows how evil and corrupt the judicial system can be.  It's focusing on a race and income issue, where a man is framed for murdering his wife in order to get the wife and family out of the way for land development.  It becomes an Asher storyline after when we soon realize that his father was the corrupt judge that slammed the gavel down.

The interesting thing to me is how close the timelines now seem to each other.  Asher turned in information about his father to Annlise in order to get the trophy.  The trophy was taken and used as the murder weapon.  This proves how close we are to actually piecing things together...or maybe we're not, maybe this is just clever writing and there's actually a lot this is yet to be discovered.  Most likely the latter, but I'm trying to be Sherlock Holmes over here and figure this crap out, so cut some slack!

At the very end of the episode however, we see that Annalise has just discovered the murder...or is just saying that she has?  DUN DUN DUN!!!

I'm very much looking forward to next week's episode, because it's about to get crazy in the next couple of weeks and I'm really wishing that the future would hurry up and get here!  Please?