Battle of Who Could Care Less
Ben Folds Five
It's a New Day
will.i.am
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
What's Going Down
~`~ My new favorite song is Mad World (originally by Tears For Fears but I bought the version) by Michael Andrews and Gary Jules.
~`~ Gmail is boring now. Once in a while I'll throw in a FMOTD in an attempt to get the chain back up and running again. Sometimes reply to some emails, maybe. That's all, really.
~`~ Instead, reading has consumed my life. It's nice. It...feels a lot nicer to..read about other people's trouble. That sounds bad. It's just - I know the book will come to an "end". And most of the time it's happy. Sometimes, like when I was reading the H-P books, I would worry about Harry dying, then realize there were X amounts of books left about him. It's...not predictable exactly, 'cause that would be boring. But a "rest assured" kind of deal. In life you don't know how something will turn in. Sometimes things don't work out. Or even boil down. Sometimes they get worse and more complicated. And backing up isn't an adequate solution anymore. Hypothetically speaking. Reading is good.
~`~ I'm trying to figure some stuff out. Like, I have been trying to do this "Why do we exist?" type analysis, but I think that was the wrong place to start. Ironic that tackling a huge question would bring little or no answers. Where as a question dealing with fish for boyfriends stimulates a huge brainstorm. Maybe baby steps is what it'll take. I can't just wonder about who I am. Maybe the big picture is something you have to work your way toward. Maybe I'm a puzzle for myself to put together. Maybe I'm waiting to be found. Maybe I've been found and didn't see what was right in front of my eyes.
Or maybe...maybe I found it and I wasn't sure I liked what I saw.
Maybe self creation is easier than this. But I have no idea even where to start doing that.
~`~ Gmail is boring now. Once in a while I'll throw in a FMOTD in an attempt to get the chain back up and running again. Sometimes reply to some emails, maybe. That's all, really.
~`~ Instead, reading has consumed my life. It's nice. It...feels a lot nicer to..read about other people's trouble. That sounds bad. It's just - I know the book will come to an "end". And most of the time it's happy. Sometimes, like when I was reading the H-P books, I would worry about Harry dying, then realize there were X amounts of books left about him. It's...not predictable exactly, 'cause that would be boring. But a "rest assured" kind of deal. In life you don't know how something will turn in. Sometimes things don't work out. Or even boil down. Sometimes they get worse and more complicated. And backing up isn't an adequate solution anymore. Hypothetically speaking. Reading is good.
~`~ I'm trying to figure some stuff out. Like, I have been trying to do this "Why do we exist?" type analysis, but I think that was the wrong place to start. Ironic that tackling a huge question would bring little or no answers. Where as a question dealing with fish for boyfriends stimulates a huge brainstorm. Maybe baby steps is what it'll take. I can't just wonder about who I am. Maybe the big picture is something you have to work your way toward. Maybe I'm a puzzle for myself to put together. Maybe I'm waiting to be found. Maybe I've been found and didn't see what was right in front of my eyes.
Or maybe...maybe I found it and I wasn't sure I liked what I saw.
Maybe self creation is easier than this. But I have no idea even where to start doing that.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
My favorite part of going to restaurants is the bread baskets. I just really like bread.
I think when I grow up I'm going to buy mini travel toothpastes and stuff. and I won't do big once a week shopping trips. I'll just pick up stuff on my way home. and I kind of want to be a brunette. In college. With a scarf. A scarf/sweater wearing brunette witty college student who walks everywhere and picks up groceries on her way home and buys travel toothpastes because buy the time she's bought the toothpaste who's ad she saw was cool, another cool toothpaste ad has come around. so there won't be much toothpaste left to deal with.
But being a Bronde teen with a large amount of toothpaste waiting to be used up who has always had buying in large quantities and in once a week outings a part of her life is okay too.
I think when I grow up I'm going to buy mini travel toothpastes and stuff. and I won't do big once a week shopping trips. I'll just pick up stuff on my way home. and I kind of want to be a brunette. In college. With a scarf. A scarf/sweater wearing brunette witty college student who walks everywhere and picks up groceries on her way home and buys travel toothpastes because buy the time she's bought the toothpaste who's ad she saw was cool, another cool toothpaste ad has come around. so there won't be much toothpaste left to deal with.
But being a Bronde teen with a large amount of toothpaste waiting to be used up who has always had buying in large quantities and in once a week outings a part of her life is okay too.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Honestly...
A few opinions. Mine.
I don't think using the word epic is very epic. I think it sounds kind of lame. Sure, say it. I won't.
Gmail is becoming lamer as the days go by (sorry for using two lames in such close proximity - I know it must be hard from you).
I don't think using the word epic is very epic. I think it sounds kind of lame. Sure, say it. I won't.
Gmail is becoming lamer as the days go by (sorry for using two lames in such close proximity - I know it must be hard from you).
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