there was a "reality check" fairy that would come around and sting people. The sting would motivate that person to go look into a mirror, point at themselves, and say "you are the fucking problem."
And, of course, I'm not immune to being stung, either.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
9/23

MSNBC.com is so dramatic today. I went to it earlier and the front picture was of a man in Somalia walking through a war-torn town (if you can call it that) with a dead shark around his neck. A shark! Somalians are so legit. Pirates and casual shark killing. Go big or go home.
Then, a few minutes ago, I went to the front page and the main title read "9/11 words by Iran leader lead to U.S. walkout at U.N." The Iranian president spoke about how he believes that the U.S. government was behind the terrorist attacks. He said the only proof we have that it was a terrorist attack was a few passports found in the rubble. He went into detail about how most of the rest of the world agrees with this view. The U.S. and some European delegations walked out during his speech. I agree with this view and I’m glad he had the balls to say it. I feel like if most people would just do a little research about 9/11, they’d be shocked with what they’d find.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Funny Memory

Karisa and I were returning from Wyoming the summer of ‘08 and planned to stay the night in New Mexico. Right before we got to New Mexico, we saw signs on the road that said Las Vegas 150 miles. I’m guessing on the miles but it wasn’t too far. We both looked at each other and contemplated just making it an all-nighter and going to Las Vegas just to see it. We eventually decided against it because her dad had bought us a room and we’d feel bad to waste his money. Before we got to the hotel we stopped at a Mexican restaurant to eat. We were talking to the waiter about contemplating driving to Las Vegas and he goes "good thing you didn’t because that’s Las Vegas, NM and there’s nothing but a Walmart there." We were both so glad we didn’t do that because major anger would have consumed us both and that’s always bad. I thought of that because I looked down at my phone’s GPS button. If either of us had Iphones then, that possible mishap wouldn’t have happened. Good thing it didn’t anyway.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Eat, Pray, Love
"There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life-whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts."-Elizabeth Gilbert
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Hiatus
I took a hiatus from writing on here mostly because my work was cracking down on personal website usage. Or something like that. I was paranoid to go to other sites for about a week and then I got over it but just didn't feel like sharing my thoughts on here. Well, I'm back now! :) I've written a lot so I will copy/paste some stuff that I feel is worth it.
8/24/10
If I were to move away I’d move to: someone please tell me. Oh wait, the leaving is all about me deciding what to do with my life and I can’t let someone else decide where I go to begin with. Should I leave this place and start all over with friends? I have plenty of good ones here. Some I could do without but that’s whatever. I am ready to visit my family in like a week and a half just to get the hell out of here for a few days. I need to clear my mind. Fill it with new facts about somewhere else! My aunt and uncle live across the street from a pond as well as a flying saucer-shaped house. I will take a picture if it’s still there. They also live by a covered wooded bridge and lots of cornfields. I’m rethinking this visit already. Just kidding. I don’t care as long as nothing weird happens. I don’t know what I mean by weird but it’s rural Illinois so just imagine. Rural anything can be questionable. I don’t know why I keep acting like I’m going to a town with population of 36. Springfield isn’t small! The Simpsons are based in Springfield!
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