February 2011
34 posts
We can carry our own burdens or exchange them with friends. At least with the latter option we have something to talk about.
January 2011
24 posts
I just want to know that what I'm saying is...
Because I’ve never wanted two people to be together more than I want to see you two together. I would sell everything I have for it, I really would, and we’re nearly strangers in the grand scheme.
A girl with a bird she found in the snow
I’m playing Monopoly. Not only that, but I’m doing rather splendidly. Lots of lucky rolls, I’ve hit Free Parking about 4 times, then I’ve got 2 monopolies with a total of 20 houses widespread. My sister just hit my Park Place and it nearly bankrupted her. It’s nice winning, I guess. But I will do really well at this game and then win and then I will eat lunch and life...
Silence and Stereotypes and Intimidating looks.
I should try that making an effort thing sometime soon. Yeah. Because when I slack like this things start to crumble. 80+ years of constant diligence, that’s life. It’s hard to think about this without taking a deep breath or two.
But everyone these days knows that intimidation is actually intimacy.
Hesitation and a lack of emotion
I don’t know how to feel about this so I don’t.
As wrong as you'd like.
Today my English teacher put a picture up on her projector that looked a lot like this one. I looked for the one she used, but there are a surprisingly high number of pictures of gazebos next to beaches. The one above is similar enough for example, though. We’re learning about visual rhetoric and analyzing text and pictures for rhetorical information and the intents of the author and blah...
I can't make up my mind about things.
And all the things you do
I really love that moment where your opinion starts to flip around about someone who you haven’t always had high thoughts of. When you start to notice that they are madly in love with life, loyal to everyone that you know, or really passionate in ways that aren’t easy to see. I love it. I love knowing that if you let go of yourself, you can feel that way about everyone.
I like...
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That drum machine ain't got no soul.
I work a minimum wage dead end job because I crave the wisdom of the disabled and elderly that I feed. Today I got a lovely quotable line from a woman who had just spilled some rather not warmish soup on her leg.
“If my legs are so much longer than my neck, why can’t they just drink up the soup?”
And that logic worked for her and it was okay. Then she sang Yankee Doodle. What...
“Ohgod.
I
I don’t even
Know what to say
My life
Is so
broken
now”
– A poem by White Bread.
Read Gunnerkrigg Court.
Robot: Skywatcher. Do you see anything interesting?
Skywatcher: Of course. I record meteorological data.
Robot: Have you seen any angels in the sky?
Skywatcher: Don't be ridiculous. Temperature. Humidity. Radiation. No angels here.
Robot: What if I told you of a place where and angel watches over a shrine?
Skywatcher: I would say you are crazy.
Robot: What if I said the name Jeanne?
Skywatcher: She... she died and we did nothing.
www.gunnerkriggcourt.com
I am surrounded by the most beautiful people.
In the lowest moment of my life, facing the toughest things thrown at me, I’m still marvelously well off with all of this.
Have I mentioned that I love my friends?
Have I mentioned that I love my friends?
Have I mentioned that I love my friends?
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You don't know me and you don't wear my chains.
I don’t know that I like the perspective waking up in the morning gives you. It strips you down to basic survival instinct. You don’t take love and emotion into play, and therefore, all of your life choices frequently seem silly and ridiculous. Your biggest concerns are food, shelter, warmth, and water. I used to think that I was most rational in the morning and that I grew every time...
You are somewhere in the attic, looking something...
I don’t think we realized the contract we had signed when things first started. I don’t think, back when we first met eyes in a pointless 17 minutes I would learn to skip or stumbled over metal bike holding devices or searched in the dark at about 9:30 in the late summer for a decent guitar player or when we first started to love MGMT’s better songs together or when the only...
"A cluttered desk is a cluttered mind."
And your point is?
