Run on, Moths! Run-on: Moths

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February 02, 2012

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Run on, Moths! Run-on: Moths

We had to read the article about peppered moths and evolution in my Physical Anthropology lab class which wouldn’t be a problem for, you know, a normal person but I do not like moths and their disgusting fat bodies and furry antennae and the author of the article decided it would be nice to have giant pictures of the motherfuckers on every page, so I had put my water bottle on top of the pictures but then the wings stuck out and I felt like I smashed a real moth, which was worse because then I thought about their squishy bodies again, and the guy I was sitting next to kept looking at me so I put my arms around my paper so he didn’t think I was a weirdo, but that made me look like a weirdo and my face was closer to the moth picture, and then we didn’t even turn in the questions we had to answer about the article and now I keep thinking about peppered moths and I’ll probably never get to sleep.

Tags: personal anthropology evolution moths those gross bastards flying into light bulbs dusty hairy mofos

bottleofyourfavoritepoison said: i’m laughing way too hard right now. seriously way too hard. like, when i shouldn’t be. it reminds of the uterus falling out of the cow or sheep or whatever or the woman giving birth.
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how to use sarcasm and cynical outlooks to cover up your complete inability to function as a person and to compensate for your unbearable awkwardness that drives any potential human connection so far away that you actually have to put an effort into it, and let's face it, there's no way your anxiety can be quelled enough for you to put forth that kind of energy, so just go back to holing up in your room where the voices in your head can continue that conversation about just how probable owning a lightsaber in your lifetime will be because technology is advancing so fast these days and, of course, life would be better with a lightsaber (so long as they require a permit or test or license of some kind because in the wrong hands that kind of weapon could be extremely dangerous, but also unlimitlessly fun) but then you have to factor in whether jedi powers would also be needed to truly hone the power of said lightsaber but, probably, if there was a machine to count your midi-chlorians yours would be off the charts, so, you know, um, yeah.