2 things

Today begins the year countdown until we know if the Mayan prophecy that the world will end on December 21, 2012 is true.

And it's National Hamburger Day.

:)

Mind Your Own Business

I know I've already semi-covered this in a previous post but I can't get over it.  Maybe I'm just simple-minded to not be able to grasp such things..things that have been around since before I was born.  Well, since forever.  But then again, time doesn't mean it's right..right?  I believe gay rights issues are the "right now" issues of the time.  The current movement.  I hope one day soon everyone will be content with the fact that some people are gay and some people aren't.  A simple, private fact is all it comes down to and I can't wait for the day that everyone minds their own business.  Business that probably needs tending to since they've been so busy perusing through others.  If we'd just mind our own business about many of the "big" issues in the world, we'd be able to focus on the ones that really matter that receive not even half the air-time.

pre

It's been so long.  It's weird to lose your touch.  I mean, to lose whatever.  I don't even know how to eloquently word that.  I used to be able to write every day.  Whatever came to mind...I craved it.  Then, I just lost it.  Now, it's a serious struggle to feel that I'm saying something worth revisiting.  See, I've lost it already.  My thoughts are encompassed in bubbles that pop just before I reach them.

Here in the dark

I have been playing Bon Iver's version of "Can't Make You Love Me/Nick of Time" for hours...days...

I kept telling Amanda;  I'd say, "this moment right here...this is one of those times I wish I could stop time and stay in this moment forever."  As for the trip, the best time I can remember thinking that was when we were on the bus waiting to get off at the Golden Gate Bridge.  Just being able to see it out of the front of the bus felt surreal.  Then getting off the bus and being in its presence was beyond surreal.  I felt...alive.  I dunno why.  I don't need to be around a wonder of the world or whatever to feel that way but just to be near something that means so much to so many people felt fucking perfect.  I'm not one to look at a bridge and see beauty...but that bridge is fucking beautiful.  I may live forever or I may die in my sleep tonight but either way...I'll never forget that memory.  It will stick with me forever.  Looking down at the framework and seeing coins and glass and bracelets gave me a certain closeness to the bridge.  It goes through so much and still excudes utter perfection.  I love it.  

And as for Amanda... I may not be able to form words for how I feel about her.  In some ways, I don't like that.  But in most ways, me not being able to formulate words for how I feel is nice for once.  It's nice to not be able to think of a single word to describe my joy for a particular thing.  It really is.

I can't make you love me

Yay Mavs!

Jurica Honeysuckle

For someone so seemingly misunderstood, she understands me.  Not much needs to be said other than I know she'll be there for me throughout my entire life.

Lil Tidbit

Okay, we all know about the "rapture" happening tomorrow.  Supposedly only 200 million people will go up to heaven tomorrow night and the rest of us will endure 6 months of torment until the world ends on October 21.  What if all those people who quit their jobs and abandoned their families aren't part of the chosen 200 million?  Just because they support the cause doesn't mean they have a ticket to heaven.  I would laugh hehehe.

Have you ever noticed that

we don't actually know what dinosaurs sounded like?

YUP

I just worry about you

It's sad that you're trying to know me via my facebook stati, Dad.


Just sayin'.

Top Of The World

Lauren McGuire

Casey Lovelock.  That dream I had the other night made me realize I need to write about you 'cause it's about fucking time!!!  (notice that I said 'fucking' because it made it more serious and better...)

We can agree that we've had our ups and downs in this friendship but I'm glad to say that we are in a really good place now.  Just remember I'm always gonna be here for you no matter if it's wisking the crap out of a stranger (or girlfriend), stopping an intruder from placing random spoons around your house:D, telling you that in fact those aren't animals scurrying around in the reflection of the grills, or finding you a Hispanic. 

I LOVE YOU, DUDE!!!  Now let's fight a stranger.

Easter

One thing that bothers me about people not understanding what Atheism means is when they think that people have become Atheist because they have "turned away from God."  Like they've had a bad experience and are mad at God.

While that may be true for some people, it's not true for all.  I, as well as others I know, don't believe because we simply don't find it fathomable.  It doesn't make sense.  Simple as that.  Don't read into emotions.  Read into actualities.

Thank you.

Empire State

I miss the city
If not just for the decrepit subways
And disheveled byways

Existentialism

It's the same every fucking time.  You could even say every fucking day if you wanted to.

I'm sitting down in the tub while the shower is on.  Water is running down over the hair that's in front of my face.  I'm looking passed it at the wall.  At nothing.  That's when my mind stops.  I always have shit to say that seems so...real..and then the second I stand up to actually shower myself the thoughts leave my mind and I'm back to square zero.  Back to a typical person on a typical Wednesday washing my (not so) typical hair.  It would be great if my thoughts would stay put.

ANGER

Tens of thousands of penguins are at risk of dying because of an oil spill in the south Atlantic.

I AM NOT HAPPY.

HEY

According to Oprah,

today is National Coming Out Day!

That is all.

Is it odd

that the only reason I want it to be April is so I can turn my calendar to the next penguin picture?

break out of the box

I live in nature where everything is connected, circular. The seasons are circular.  The planet is circular, and so is the planet around the sun. The course of water over the earth is circular coming down from the sky and circulating through the world to spread life and then evaporating up again. I live in a circular teepee and build my fire in a circle. The life cycles of plants and animals are circular. I live outside where I can see this.  The ancient people understood that our world is a circle, but we modern people have lost site of that. I don't live inside buildings because buildings are dead places where nothing grows, where water doesn't flow, and where life stops. I don't want to live in a dead place. People say that I don't live in a real world, but it's modern Americans who live in a fake world, because they have stepped outside the natural circle of life.


Do people live in circles today? No. They live in boxes.  They wake up every morning in a box of their bedrooms because a box next to them started making beeping noises to tell them it was time to get up. They eat their breakfast out of a box and then they throw that box away into another box.  Then they leave the box where they live and get into another box with wheels and drive to work, which is just another big box broken into little cubicle boxes where a bunch of people spend their days sitting and staring at the computer boxes in front of them. When the day is over, everyone gets into the box with wheels again and goes home to the house boxes and spends the evening staring at the television boxes for entertainment. They get their music from a box, they get their food from a box, they keep their clothing in a box, they live their lives in a box.


Break out of the box!


-Eustace Conway

Body in a Box

June

Song of Myself

There was never any more inception than there is now, 
Nor any more youth or age than there is now, 
And will never be any more perfection than there is now, 
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. 
-Walt Whitman

A Thousand Miles

Kelsy Turner

I met Kelsy (sobriquet: Batman) on my birthday this year.  We met through our awesome mutual friend, Laurie, whom we love! :) Although we haven't known each other long, I can already tell she's going to be one of the best friends I've ever had.  We've even gotten tattoos together! Big Deal! :) 

 

She's one of the best humored people I've ever met and I love her! 

About that

Like Jordan, my mind has been on the very recent earthquake and tsunami in Japan.  The images are surreal.  You can't turn on the television, open a newspaper, or get online without seeing the "widespread devastation" that is continuously taking place there.

I'll speak for myself (as everyone should only ever speak for themselves) when I say that it's also a very large example of what our world has become.  I initially said "how sad our world has become" but I quickly changed my mind and I'll explain why now.  Explaining a conundrum is obviously difficult so let me break it down:

1. I see the utter catastrophe that can take place in the world with no one to stop it.  It has happened before and it will happen again yet we are horrified and shocked every single time.  Yes, it is horrifying and shocking but it goes to show that humans don't run this world as much as we think we do.  You don't have to watch a lot of news to see that no amount of human preparation can make you ready for something like this. When things like this happen, I always find myself feeling somewhat lucky but mostly guilty.  Guilty that I'm so ungrateful.  Guilty that I continue to live my life as if nothing's happened.  Guilty that I discredit the media that feeds off of people's misery yet promote it at the same time.

Now here's where things get tricky...

2. Okay, so, I feel guilty.  What am I gonna do about it?  Text Red Cross and donate $10?  Check.  Pray about it?  No, but I'll say Check for the sake of my overall purpose.  Take a search and rescue team to a remote city in Japan? Highly doubtful.

The point I'm trying to get across is that it's easy to go on living our lives because the other options are pretty miniscule (let's be honest).  For anyone who remotely has an aware conscious when these events happen, the next step is to feel guilty.  But after that, what do you do?  There's the legitimate answer of "get the fuck up and go help them" which is a hard task, like I said, and then there's the imaginary answer of "live each day to the fullest since you don't know when it'll be your last."  That's one of many generic quotes that I cannot stand.  What the hell does that even mean?  When I hear that, I think "okay...cool...uhh yeah..?"  I'm not being negative, either.  I'm being realistic. I know most people can't make extravagant plans for each day of their lives just because there's the unknown probability that it's going to be their last.  As much as I wish we all could do that, we can't.

I don't have an answer to how I think each of us as individuals should react because everyones reactions will be different, as they should and are intended to be.  I'm sure I've left you completely confused, per usual; I just wanted to say how I felt.  Oh well, you'll have forgotten about this within a day.  If not in a day, at least by the time the next big news pops up on CNN...or your Facebook feed.  Goodnight.

degrade the true meaning of affection

we will do it

and do it gracefully

Last Chance to Lose Your Keys

I just picked a random song from my iTunes so the title isn't actually indicative of anything I'm about to talk about, sorry.

Katie and my dad went to Roswell, NM today to visit Eastern New Mexico University.  If Katie likes it, she may end up going there.  It has a program for learning disabilities.  Going there would be really awesome because it would give her a good chance to find some independence.  It would also be awesome because Roswell is Roswell and I wanna see some alien shit 8-).

Unbelievable

Weekend

8.9

positive thoughts to japan and those fearing for their daily well-being across the earth. gratitude for all of us privileged enough to worry about things like career aspirations and love instead of where the next bullet is coming from or when the next meal will be
-gw

My bookshelf

consists of my scattered, intermingling thoughts.  And of course a sun and some clouds.

It's funny what entertains us

So, about Foursquare.  It's probably unwise to add all the random people who add me from check-ins, huh?  It's the ultimate go-to for stalkers.  I'm pretty sure Bill B., Jonathan A., Kenneth C., Chris L., and Boris all know where I work and probably even live.  I didn't think it through before adding them.  Oh well, gotta take risks in life :). 


Yes, I know I could delete them. 


But I like stalking random people.

Happy World Book Day

Stolen from my cousin's Facebook...

It's World Book Day. Game Rules: grab the book nearest to you and turn to page 56. Write down the 5th sentence. Don't choose your favorite book, choose the one nearest to you right now! Post the sentence as your status and copy the rules as your comment. Happy World Book Day, March 2011!

"I believe that he didn't want to bring that dark presence directly into our house."

Fitting.

Some Bullshit Happening Somewhere

Chariot

The past is beautiful

like the darkness between the fireflies.

:D

Today is National Tortilla Chip Day

So I'm sure you've heard about the revolts happening in the Middle East/Africa.  Egypt's dictator was ousted.  Libya's dictator is most likely about to be.  If you watch the news at all, do you notice how the first thing anyone does when something like this happens is look to the United States to see what we're going to do?  Since we live here, I understand that it's hard to separate ourselves and look at the issue from an outside viewpoint but if you do, you'll probably realize it's bizarre.   That's how I feel, at least.  We hold so much power that it kind of sucks.  Every decision or non-decision we make is going to be detrimental in some fashion.  We should not be held to higher standards, for reals :).

Fence

Sometimes, when I'm driving, I'll look at big expanses of land and feel kind of..free..if you will.  I look across the plains and get this awesome "American" feeling like the sky is the limit and shit.

Then I see the fence.  The neverending fenceline that lashes my dreams of ever running through those fields.  Not that I would ever do that..but even if I wanted to, I couldn't.  It's a little disheartening and I don't know why.  I think if I want to have a truly scenic experience I'll need to make my own roads.

Anew

I'm really content lately in my new way of thinking.  I just feel...better.  Instead of getting anxious, upset, or annoyed about things, I ask myself "In an hour, will I give a damn?"  9 times out of 10, the answer is no and 10 times out of 10, I get over it.  Yesssss.

Boyce Avenue is tomorrow!!!

Tulsa

I went to Tulsa with Reice this weekend.  I found out a week or so ago that my favorite author, Elizabeth Gilbert, would be speaking there and I couldn't pass up the chance to see her.  I've never seen anyone as an idol for myself until I learned of her.  She's amazing!  I also got to take a picture with a Jesus penguin (with argyle socks on), a big American flag in Weleetka, and the casino! 

I've always liked my women book and street smart

Toast

Excerpts from "Into the Wild"

Here the leaders of the great religions have sought the therapeutic and spiritual values of retreat, not to escape but to find reality.

So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, comformity, conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future.

Unlike most of us, he was the sort of person who insisted on living out his beliefs.

I was stirred by the dark mystery of mortality.  I couldn't resist stealing up to the edge of doom and peering over the brink.

Supposedly

I'll be starting the "Master Cleanse" sometime in the next few days.  I hope I can do it.

Hello, I'm In Delaware

Legislation

1. I think same-sex marriage will eventually be legalized everywhere in the U.S.  I'm not saying that because I'm an avid supporter or because I want to get married.  I'm saying that after having looked at some of the other laws that have been overturned or deemed unconstitutional in the last 100 years:

• 1920- Women allowed to vote.
• 1924- All U.S.-born Native Americans granted full citizenship.
• 1954- Racial segregation in public schools declared unconstitutional.
• 1967- Interracial marriage legalized.

For any level-headed person, living without any of these rights right now would be unfathomable. Even with how so very recent all of them are.  Our parents were alive when interracial marriage was banned!

People want to say that same-sex marriage would ruin the true foundation and meaning of marriage (or w/e they say) and I'm sure they said the exact same thing when interracial marriage wasn't allowed.  People fight these changes but the changes are made, anyway.  Whether it takes years or decades. 

2. I was looking up laws and stumbled upon a dumb law website.  Here's some laws Texas supposedly has:

• It's illegal to sell one's eyeball.
• One must acknowledge a supreme being before being able to hold public office.
• A program has been created that attemps to control the weather...
• Up to a felony charge can be levied for promoting the use or owning more than 6 dildos.
• Entire Encylopedia Brittanica is banned because it contains a formula for how to make beer at home.

Super Bowl Sunday

It's so cold

I can't deal with it!!!  I want an Aldi brand pepperoni hot pocket really baddddd!!!!!

I don't know why we're yelling!!!

Currently Reading

I gave up on Babbitt in the first few pages.
Considering Candide is so short, I should have finished it.  But I didn't.
So, now I'm reading Committed.  I doubt I'll put this one down unfinished.

"Unlike so many of my friends, I did not ache with longing whenever I saw an infant.  (Though I did ache with longing, it is true, whenever I saw a good used-book shop.)"

When I grow up

I want to be [like] Banksy.

George Watsky - Drunk Text Message to God

I’m not trying to brag or anything but I’m going to tell you about my night last night
Had a couple beers, ya know
Yeah, got a little tipsy
Got a little existential crisis-y

Last night I drunk text messaged God
I just wanted to tell him I’d been thinkin’ about him
A lot
And to tell him I’m stalking a church
I meant to write starting a church
No one spells drunk texts right, anyway
Last night I sent out a buttload of embarrassing texts and then copied them to everyone I know
Like “Yo”
Like “Sup”
I was out sinning
Curled in a bed
The room is spinning
It’s all in my head
I can’t get to sleep
And the weight of the world
Is the weight of my sheets

Here’s the great thing about my church:
You can keep your religion ‘cause my church is for those of us who grew up wishing we believed in an afterlife
And for those of us who were so close to god we could practically lean over and make out with her
My church is sick of bloody crusades to the march of drum corps
I’ll start a church that gets pissed off and starts thumb wars
Maybe a church that gets Mondays off for religion reasons
A church that throws phone parties in elevators to learn about praise
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We’ll dance as it burns for 8 magical days
That was a Jewish reference
No offense to Gideon bibles but my church goes into hotel rooms and fills up the drawers with chocolate pillow mints
And my church, if you choose to come to Sunday school, you don’t learn about hell
Hell no
You eat Jon Stewart and Steven Colbert shaped potato chips and watch Chapelle’s show
My church had 10 commandments, 5 precepts, and a workplace abuse handbook but we partied hard last week and I think we left them in a restroom at Chuckie Cheese
Now we just go by a picture of a heart that I found on a bar napkin
My church tongue-kissed your mom last night
Um, I’m just kidding
She left 5 red fingers across my face
We hung out with the creator
I think she loves you
She’s beautiful
She’s got ‘daughter’ tattooed on her left bicep
‘Son’ on her right
My church is at the center of the planet and has the most amazing stained-glass windows
The glass is the floor of the ocean
The colors are where you look up and see blue and a manatee
I love manatees
And the forest canopy
Tony Montana comes to my church and forgets he left his cocaine in the car
We play “Stairway to Heaven” on Hendrix’s broken guitar
My church gets fucked up on communion wine
Asks lamp posts to be our Valentine
My church bar hops together
And my church, if you don’t blow yourself to smitherines, you get 17 virgins in a room to yourself
Or you go and play Starfox together
My church got beat up by the skateboard kids for being a rollerblade kid
But rolled to school the next day on one skate and 2 crutches
True to the fight
With a fist in the air
Screaming “fruit Buddhas unite!”
My church can feel it’s pulse in it’s fingertips
Has 3 stomachs because our fear is hard to swallow
But love always has room
My church has a love bladder and always asks to go to the bathroom

There are drawbacks of course:
My church will not resurrect your dead hamster
My church will not play for keeps
Wear Versace
Give out baby Jesus Tomagachi’s
And Tom Cruise thinks my church sucks balls
I’m not Jesus Christ
But I can turn water into Kool-Aid
And I’m not Jim Jones
But my church is like, totally a cult
And everyone drinks the Kool-Aid
And everyone dies!
But for some people the Kool-Aid doesn’t kick in until you’re 105
Surrounded by everyone who matters most to you
Yes, some of us go early, but at my church you have to think about that possibility
‘Cause my church makes you scared
I’m talkin’ like waves of fear
Like you’re lying awake at night
And you pull the blankets up to your neck
And your covers are like a tsunami of fear
And you start hyperventilating
Thinking about how you’re getting older way faster than your dreams are getting accomplished
About how skinny your arms are
About how fat your tummy is
About how much it’s gonna suck to eventually lose the power to think about all the badass stuff we do at our church
Don’t fall asleep yet
Contrary to popular belief, that’s not where dreams get accomplished
The body of Christ is your body
The body of Buddha be your body
Your body be usable
Your body be suitable
Your body beautiful
You don’t need anything different
Keep your broken cell phones
Don’t delete your text messages
You might read those stupid-ass,
Badly spelled rants over on a Sunday morning...
And have a religious experience.

Blogging

For some reason, I feel like if I blog about something every day (or just about), then that means I'm getting something done.  Or something.  Of course that's not the truth but it still makes me feel better.  One good thing about adderall was the creativity it brought, whether meaningful or less. 
Lately I feel so boring.  Maybe if my fellow bloggers (all 2 of you) would write something, I'd be more inclined to use my deeper brain processes :).  "Just sayin'."  In quotes because I hate that saying!  I could just not say it since I hate it but I'm an ignorant person.

Finally

making plans to hang out with friends!  Yay!
And going to Denton twice in one week.  Yeesh.

22 minutes until I can leave..come on clock.

Boyce Avenue tickets were printed today!  Can't wait!

7 dead at futbol game in Mexico

Vivir Mejor = Live Better

Wait for it

I dunno where I'm going with this

I was born in Rocky Mount, North Carolina. I moved to Arlington, Texas when I was 8 and I haven’t left since. Arlington is now best known because it’s the home of the Dallas Cowboys Stadium. I’m not sure if it was known for anything before that. Oh wait, the Amber Alert was originated there.

Only recently have I “really come into myself.” What I mean by that is that I have finally come to my own conclusions about what I think about the world. I have some pretty strong beliefs for once that haven’t been indoctrinated to me by my parents or teachers and I’m proud of that. I should also add that I in no means have figured out who the hell I am yet. Still working on that. Hope to know soon.

Sherrie Kessler

She is Indiana. I am Mike.  We are the Joneses. 

I don’t get to see her much since she’s engaged and because of her insane schedule. Well, only because of her schedule. It’s sad, really. If I weren’t so disconnected with most feelings, I’d be super sad to see her so seldom. We used to hang out every day and just kick it. I just said "kick it" but I’m already over it before I can finish typing this sentence out. Slang owns. Hanging out and kicking it are synonymous so that was a total waste of 1/8 of an inch of paper. I’m so wasteful. If I hadn’t written that sentence this paper wouldn’t have been made into paper and a tree would still be standing. Let’s all laugh together cause that makes no fucking sense. I think recycling is top notch but when people say "don’t waste paper," I’m like, "this is already paper. We can’t turn it back into a tree." The better thing to say is, "don’t waste paper or you’ll have to go buy more and no one likes spending money on supplies unless it’s on the first day of school with your mom’s credit card." It’s really awesome that I went from talking about Sherrie to paper.

So, about Sherrie. She and I supposedly met at S4 like way back in 2007 but I don’t remember that. I’m bad about remembering people I meet when I'm at bars..for obvious reasons. And it was before my 21^st birthday so I was definitely more drunk than I would be these days. I used to drink myself into oblivion. Even gotten kicked out of S4 once with Reice. I still feel bad and stupid. I should know those damn undercover bitches with ear pieces when I see them skulking around like creepers. Skulking is a good word. Sherrie came to my 21^st birthday party and brought along this girl, Sarah. Sarah Lock. Reice is on video somewhere professing his love for her beautiful blue eyes that night. Sherrie also sang that night. I was amazed. I still am. Her songs are so good. Good is an understatement. Her songs are ones you can relate to and just want to scream at the top of your lungs or cry out when you’re driving home after a long night. I made this ultimatum for her last October. It was a piece of paper that said she had like a month or two to get her shit together and play a show. And it had like 20 of her friends signatures. She never played a show. She’s barely picked up her guitar since she’s gotten into a relationship and that’s not Stephanie’s fault. I’ve seen Stephanie plead with Sherrie and she just won’t do it. Maybe it’s just been so long that she’s nervous, which is understandable. Or maybe she realized it wasn’t what she wanted to do, which is okay. I know that’s not it, though. And if it is, Sherrie is not the Indiana Jones that I am related to. She and I used to drive around in her car and listen to City by Sara and reminisce about traveling the world. We didn’t care how we’d make it, we just would. We’d find odd jobs to make ends meat and maybe have to sleep in our car every once in a while (or a lot) but we’d still be doing something different and life-changing. A risk very few are willing to take. If her and I ever happen to be single again at the same time, which won’t happen, we will do that. I’m making her. Life is short and she of all people know how precious it is. I’m going to tell her that if I die before her she has to sing at my funeral. (that promise ends at 30, though. Reice and I gave "death promises" an expiration date of 30 years old and I'm pushing closer to that dreadful milestone on the daily.)

Today

• I love "The Cave" by Mumford & Sons.
• I wore my glasses to work.
• is not Friday :(.
• is a week and 2 days until I'm 24, ugh.
• I'm looking at the tattoo I created yesterday.
• I will think of better things to blog about.

Portage "Glacier"

"Arisen"

Please

let this flight go by fast.  I'm sleepy.

7 Billion

Minka Kelly

I don't know who she is except for the fact that she isn't Leighton Meester.

Oh, and that she's super freaking hot.

Tacky post of the day goes to me :D

9/29/10 - 3:29pm

I’m reading about the "West Memphis 3." 3 guys convicted of murdering 3 8-year old Boy Scouts in 1994. Two got life in prison and one is on death row. The one on death row had an interview with CNN because he’s trying to get the Arkansas legal system to give him a retrial since there’s new DNA technology that could prove he’s innocent. Hopefully they will give him that because if he wants one, he must think he’s innocent and I’d hate to be the one saying no to him only to find out after he’s dead that he was innocent. There’s no harm in trying except time and money but saving a life outweighs both of those. Anyway, I’m not familiar with the murders cause the article doesn’t give much detail about it; more about the inmate. He got married in 1999 to someone who learned of his story and met him. He said she sees him weekly and calls when he can and that they drink water at the same time each day because it’s something they can both be doing at the same time so that it’s almost like they’re together. That’s really sad to me. The littlest things can bring joy to people.

Chuck P.

Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned.

Big Brother isn’t watching. He’s singing and dancing. He’s pulling rabbits out of a hat. Big Brother’s busy holding your attention every moment you’re awake. He’s making sure you’re always distracted. He’s making sure you’re fully absorbed.

Because nothing is as good as you can imagine it. No one is as beautiful as she is in your head. Nothing is as exciting as your fantasy.

For the first time in longer than I can remember, I feel peaceful. Not happy. Not sad. Not anxious. Not horny. Just all the higher parts of my brain closing up shop. The cerebral cortex. The cerebellum. That's where my problem is. I'm now simplifying myself. Somewhere balanced in the perfect middle between happiness and sadness. Because sponges never have a bad day.

PostSecret

1.1.11-the tide pulls from the moon

I spent New Year's Eve at my dad's house. I enjoyed it much more than I would have going anywhere else. We had dinner, drank margaritas, and played games. First, we played Apples to Apples and then we played Random. Random consists of every player having a piece of paper that counts to 25. Seven cards are laid on the table with a fact written on each side. Each player takes turns choosing one fact out of the 14 possible facts they can choose from. The strategy is to pick a fact that you believe the rest of the players would agree with about themselves. It's kind of confusing at first but it's fun because you end up writing down which facts are true to yourself and then random facts. Whoever writes down 25 facts first wins the game. Then everyone takes turns saying their facts. About half will be facts that were on cards and half will be random things they've written down. It's neat to hear things about people you didn't previously know. If that didn't make sense, sorry, but I just needed to give a little overview of what I'm about to write about.

I picked a card that said "The solar system fascinates me." My answer was that everyone would find the solar system fascinating (Holden, Angela, Judi, Dad, Jill). When everyone revealed their answers, Jill and my dad said that the solar system doesn't fascinate them. Maybe I was unknowingly tipsy and on edge or maybe I'm just dumb..but I found that a little bit appalling. I honestly didn't know there were people who don't think the solar system is somewhat amazing. My dad said that when he looks at the sky at night, all he sees is "white dots." I love my dad but when he makes comments like that, I cringe at being related to him:).

On last night's evening news, ABC News was in Waikiki talking to upset vacationers on the beach because tons of box jellyfish were stinging people near the shore. The reasoning for the influx of jellies was because they come to the shore 10 days after every full moon. That. Is. Fascinating.