Commitments, Abortions, and Owls

This blog today will come to you in several parts (Vlogbrothers style)

Part 1:

I have decided to try and blog something to Tumblr everyday. From what I've read about the creative process it seems the more you stretch your "creativity muscles" the better you get. People become skilled at what they do because they do it everyday. So, in an attempt to better my writing skills and creativity I'm going to write everyday and document it on this Tumblr. 

Part 2: 

The other day I was at a thrift store looking to buy furniture for college and I was presented with a very odd occurrence. This thrift store in particular is directly next to the Arlington Pregnancy Center which does pretty much what you think it does. The thrift store and the Center literally share wall space. In fact any purchases at the thrift store help fund the Pregnancy Center. As I am pro-choice, I see no problem giving them my business. 

After browsing through the furniture, and finding nothing but a quirky painting, I made a bee line for their quite extensive literature section. I had never for shopped for books their before and I was shocked to find an excessive amount of Christian texts. Now as a general rule I try not to judge anyone for their religious preference. I'm not inherently religious but I see no issue with religion of any kind if it can help someone be happy, find peace, and feel connected to the world. I'm a "whatever floats your boat" kind of girl. That said, I do also generally find humor in the ironic. An abortion-funding thrift store that also happens to shelve hundreds of christian self help novels is irony at its best. It's also just plain funny.  

Part 3:

I have an owl problem. You could call it an infestation.

Let me explain.

A few years ago I decided that owls were my favorite animal. They're cute, they're fluffy, and they're a symbol for intelligence. What's not to love? So I bought myself a couple of owl trinkets: a necklace, a shirt or two. Now as I began to sport these pieces I was complimented on them which led, of course, to a discussion on my love of owls. 

From that point on I received nothing but owl themed presents for birthdays, Christmas, and all other major holidays. I now have quite a collection. I have at least 8 statues, 2 necklaces, a jewelry box, a body pillow, a plushie, a painting, and a native american dream box. All of these items feature owls. Many of these things I wish to take with me to college but now, if I do, I will become "that" roommate.

I can just see it now: I'll meet my roommate and begin to unpack only to watch her eyes grow wider and wider as the owls take over. I'm was already going to be the freaky roommate who watches reruns of modern family on Saturday nights instead of going out. Now, to add the cherry on top, I'll be DROWNING IN OWLS.

-Tori

P.S. Did I mention that my school's rivals are the RICE OWLS. Oh no I didn't? Well then isn't that just peachy.