men can influence us to act. some men can get us to think differently. even fewer can affect the ways we should feel. but who in your life can captivate you so hard that it changes the way you live? Easter's in a few... have a good one, J.C.
woke up this mornin prematurely, ended up oversleepin the alarm that i accidentally shut off. caught up on early emails and such, and saw an errand that i could actually run so headed out after preppin and gatherin the right materials.
took a trip that brought me to somerville to pick up an envelope, and deliver it to NEU, or "home field" as i like to call it. got lost fer a lil bit, but met up some new and old familiar faces fer a bit. after successfully runnin the errand, headed to best buy to unwind in victory.
guitar wasn't workin, the "bass" guitar's strum was broke, and the chair fer the drum was taken by a guy who was playing MLB 2010. (really yo, that game doesn't require you to sit at all-even IRL baseball is majority standing, unless you suck). headed to pru instead to see if folks were there. played some stupid things and learned bout other decks and tricks before headin out to CR.
CR tnight was kinda wack. came early and folks weren't there; everyone was out of their natural rhythm, and there was corn syrup ervywhere. fortunately though, got a lot of things to think about, mostly the part of how to be a fundamental Christian.
walked back to base, catchin up with a friend. some packages came in the mail, took care of them. some msgs that i couldn't respond to. long weekend ahead, starting with tryin to knock off my bonus in the games, followed by a beta testing, state house meeting, and Easter things to be done. hopfly this sickness goes away before.
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congee should not resemble soup. 'nuff said. should tell you all you need to know bout me, from a food critic stance.
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why do folks see more of the hatred in my heart than the love? it's there too, but i guess it's not as powerful or having the ability to move others as much as it can and prolly should. (wish my love was "offensive")
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
corn flakes, orange juice, tap water
is advertising really the make or break of a good business, idea, relationship? if this is the case, i need myself a pr rep.
woke up this mornin feelin kinda good from the supposed crack nap fer sleep. ripped my bedsheet, dunno how, musta been an angry dream. played games fer a bit while checkin out some job listings by TSA. not lookin to work with dogs, or anything weighin over 70 lbs. took in some orders before headin out to the galleria fer the runner rally.
was arigh there-pretty lowkey, only a few folks came in. got to knock down some questions, get some input, and perhaps breathe a second wind in my sails. went to their best buy as well, and jammed on some beatles rockband fer a bit (and i realize that i now hate the beatles, or at least the persons responsible fer the soundtrack)
back to base, took care of some emails, read some articles about responsibility and other articles about humor. wantin to get back in shape right now, but still sick and don't wanna oerload fer a bit. in a couple days, be back on my feet, ready to tackle my world by doin nothin :)
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inspiration comes from good ideas and thinkers, and folks who simply aren't afraid to speak their minds. the rudest, most uneducated individual, and the proverbial pompous jackbutt...well, they can both teach us things and open new windows, new gates to explore and to get in trouble in.
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(wonder what i'm gonna do with my TV once this lent season is over. cause right now i don't really need it....perhaps someone can take it off my hands.)
woke up this mornin feelin kinda good from the supposed crack nap fer sleep. ripped my bedsheet, dunno how, musta been an angry dream. played games fer a bit while checkin out some job listings by TSA. not lookin to work with dogs, or anything weighin over 70 lbs. took in some orders before headin out to the galleria fer the runner rally.
was arigh there-pretty lowkey, only a few folks came in. got to knock down some questions, get some input, and perhaps breathe a second wind in my sails. went to their best buy as well, and jammed on some beatles rockband fer a bit (and i realize that i now hate the beatles, or at least the persons responsible fer the soundtrack)
back to base, took care of some emails, read some articles about responsibility and other articles about humor. wantin to get back in shape right now, but still sick and don't wanna oerload fer a bit. in a couple days, be back on my feet, ready to tackle my world by doin nothin :)
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inspiration comes from good ideas and thinkers, and folks who simply aren't afraid to speak their minds. the rudest, most uneducated individual, and the proverbial pompous jackbutt...well, they can both teach us things and open new windows, new gates to explore and to get in trouble in.
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(wonder what i'm gonna do with my TV once this lent season is over. cause right now i don't really need it....perhaps someone can take it off my hands.)
Saturday, March 27, 2010
corn flakes, sparkling water
my friend stacks caiuses on his diamond dude effects, has led to many lulz
woke up, bad cough, sore throat. called ppl regarding hanging out tday, and folks were busy, not there, or not havin it. gamed fer a bit-am laying back, cause i'm actin delirious, and playin terrible. headed out to meadow glen mall to run some errands.
sold off some of the video game stuff. picked up my gift card, and looked around fer a place to spend it in, but nothin appealin, and also fer the fact i don't need "more materials" in my house.
fun stuff at the mall:
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-easter decorations
-a woman manikin with a sloppily placed easter bunny suit on it
-a person dressed as an easter bunny takin pictures with kids, who were punchin it. looked like a corpse at first, cause it wasn't moving...
-thread therapy/beauty acts.
-bunch of old italian dudes playing a game. one looked almost exactly like super mario, while the others were kinda stereotypish lookin. (not sayin that in a bad way, but it was the idea, personified)
on the way back to base (instead of best buy for rock band, cause still tired, sick and have things to do), i come to the revelation of what my future wife would look like to me: in the end, it doesn't matter if she looks like a train wreck, cause i'mma still love her. beauty is only aesthetic preference to our minds. (however, if she decides to have a sex change, i'm out)
at base, ate some dinner, while asking questions to my colleagues about girl stuff, and the world around me. optin to take care of a bit more finances later on this week, after i get rid of this sickness. where is michael jackson's hyperbaric chamber when i need it?
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a thought hit me when i came off the bus tday. we are suckers fer technology, and i wonder why. we've been usin it fer so long, and perhaps we are coming to the point where if they all suddenly stopped working, or even worse, ran amok, we'd go "what do we do now?" don't get me wrong, technology has great use, and has done so much for ppl. but let's consider some of the typical technological marvels we have and typically use today:
apple and its related products in the music industry, such as the iPod, iTouch, etc has made entertainment portable, easy to access, and easy to buy as well as build and toy around with. great and all for personal entertainment, and even sharing with friends. but as i walk through boston common, or sit on the train, folks don't wanna communicate-they wanna be left alone. stimes they don't even notice the world around them with their earbuds jacked in. our own implicit form of isolation-same goes for cell phones.
personal computers have been faster, stronger, being able to hold, process data, organize many things, streamline us ideas and information on the internet, able to create many works of art. however, another isolationist tool. every one computer out there, unshared, owned, personalized, but guarded, and out of reach. even worse, as we use these tools, in our homes, in our workplaces...who's really using who here?
tv-broadcaster of entertainment since the death of the Golden Age of film. much like a gun, great in the right hands, deadly if not. folks glued to the couch, watching crappy sitcoms and other shows. a double shot to us, because not only are we harmed by its content, but also by the time wasting element. same for video games, and i partially know firsthand and from secondhand accounts.
the whole of our technology, without even realizing it, is that we're wiping out the face of humanity ever so slowly. one day it might be even that we become so comfortable with our lives, that we don't need other humans to function, sustain, or entertain ourselves; we'll get all our knowledge, enjoyment, our "life" from machines. this is what we must avoid-to not let us become the pet of the machines that we created so much to help us, that instead, they become the master technician.
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(wonders if this'll ever get to you in time...yknow, before i either get old and grey, or you fall off a cliff. )
woke up, bad cough, sore throat. called ppl regarding hanging out tday, and folks were busy, not there, or not havin it. gamed fer a bit-am laying back, cause i'm actin delirious, and playin terrible. headed out to meadow glen mall to run some errands.
sold off some of the video game stuff. picked up my gift card, and looked around fer a place to spend it in, but nothin appealin, and also fer the fact i don't need "more materials" in my house.
fun stuff at the mall:
================================
-easter decorations
-a woman manikin with a sloppily placed easter bunny suit on it
-a person dressed as an easter bunny takin pictures with kids, who were punchin it. looked like a corpse at first, cause it wasn't moving...
-thread therapy/beauty acts.
-bunch of old italian dudes playing a game. one looked almost exactly like super mario, while the others were kinda stereotypish lookin. (not sayin that in a bad way, but it was the idea, personified)
on the way back to base (instead of best buy for rock band, cause still tired, sick and have things to do), i come to the revelation of what my future wife would look like to me: in the end, it doesn't matter if she looks like a train wreck, cause i'mma still love her. beauty is only aesthetic preference to our minds. (however, if she decides to have a sex change, i'm out)
at base, ate some dinner, while asking questions to my colleagues about girl stuff, and the world around me. optin to take care of a bit more finances later on this week, after i get rid of this sickness. where is michael jackson's hyperbaric chamber when i need it?
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a thought hit me when i came off the bus tday. we are suckers fer technology, and i wonder why. we've been usin it fer so long, and perhaps we are coming to the point where if they all suddenly stopped working, or even worse, ran amok, we'd go "what do we do now?" don't get me wrong, technology has great use, and has done so much for ppl. but let's consider some of the typical technological marvels we have and typically use today:
apple and its related products in the music industry, such as the iPod, iTouch, etc has made entertainment portable, easy to access, and easy to buy as well as build and toy around with. great and all for personal entertainment, and even sharing with friends. but as i walk through boston common, or sit on the train, folks don't wanna communicate-they wanna be left alone. stimes they don't even notice the world around them with their earbuds jacked in. our own implicit form of isolation-same goes for cell phones.
personal computers have been faster, stronger, being able to hold, process data, organize many things, streamline us ideas and information on the internet, able to create many works of art. however, another isolationist tool. every one computer out there, unshared, owned, personalized, but guarded, and out of reach. even worse, as we use these tools, in our homes, in our workplaces...who's really using who here?
tv-broadcaster of entertainment since the death of the Golden Age of film. much like a gun, great in the right hands, deadly if not. folks glued to the couch, watching crappy sitcoms and other shows. a double shot to us, because not only are we harmed by its content, but also by the time wasting element. same for video games, and i partially know firsthand and from secondhand accounts.
the whole of our technology, without even realizing it, is that we're wiping out the face of humanity ever so slowly. one day it might be even that we become so comfortable with our lives, that we don't need other humans to function, sustain, or entertain ourselves; we'll get all our knowledge, enjoyment, our "life" from machines. this is what we must avoid-to not let us become the pet of the machines that we created so much to help us, that instead, they become the master technician.
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(wonders if this'll ever get to you in time...yknow, before i either get old and grey, or you fall off a cliff. )
Friday, March 26, 2010
shredded wheat, corn flakes, pepsi
earn my respect, and the world will be given to you. curse my name, and may you wallow in your own misery. simple motto to live by.
woke up this mornin, optin for a refreshin day, since i got more than enough sleep-throat still scratchy and dry. played some games fer a bit, and got into a little war with a guy, which i ended up winnin, purely by curiosity. headed out to ming's market to grab lunch, then to meet up allen at prudential.
some gaming convention is in town, so a lot of folks were at the prudential center. some guy went up to one of my acquaintances and asked him if he wanted to link pokewalkers together; i thought it seemed too much like gay bathhouse cruising. stuck round fer a bit, played some games and took care of some finances before headin to best buy to unwind.
gamed fer a bit, still need to work on hammer-offs more effectively, and also the rapid succession in the drums. ended up teachin a stranger how to play drums and guitar from very easy to the medium difficulty. left when i "needed to go"
back to base, makin dinner. gettin into scuffles with the wack person at home. simply i think she's gonna be forever unjoyful-the proverbial yin to my yang, in terms of emotion and hope. needin to figure out plans fer tmr, and hopefully there's no return of this abrupt winter.
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i... don't know how to take of kids that well. in my experience, i've worked with folks of many ages. wee ones of 5 and 6, to 3rd and 4th graders, to 6-8th, and older. what i do, i don't treat them as smaller, inferior, or less wiser. pretty much, they're the same as us old folks, cept a lil more..naive maybe?
tnight i was reminded of such when 3 separate age groups were tryin to play rock band. this lil kid was mindlessly bangin the drums. an older kid was hittin the drums, better than the other kid, cause he had a bit of rhythm but he was also a lil resilient to change. finally this other person, i was able to teach guitar and drums by changin their technique. it was pretty cool.
point is, i myself have got to learn how to change my own technique in dealing with folks. no "one size fits all" method can work fer people. guess i'm projectin too many of my own ideals, hopes and dreams onto others in my vision of what could be a better world onto folks, and... i guess all aren't ready or willin fer it at this point in their lives. maybe some day the right persons will understand my "method of madness", my lazy lunacy.
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not gonna resign myself to this fate of americanism. i love this land, and i love my people, but we've lost sight of what we really should be fighting for, some time ago....america, you gotta help yourself, before you go colonizing other lands again.
woke up this mornin, optin for a refreshin day, since i got more than enough sleep-throat still scratchy and dry. played some games fer a bit, and got into a little war with a guy, which i ended up winnin, purely by curiosity. headed out to ming's market to grab lunch, then to meet up allen at prudential.
some gaming convention is in town, so a lot of folks were at the prudential center. some guy went up to one of my acquaintances and asked him if he wanted to link pokewalkers together; i thought it seemed too much like gay bathhouse cruising. stuck round fer a bit, played some games and took care of some finances before headin to best buy to unwind.
gamed fer a bit, still need to work on hammer-offs more effectively, and also the rapid succession in the drums. ended up teachin a stranger how to play drums and guitar from very easy to the medium difficulty. left when i "needed to go"
back to base, makin dinner. gettin into scuffles with the wack person at home. simply i think she's gonna be forever unjoyful-the proverbial yin to my yang, in terms of emotion and hope. needin to figure out plans fer tmr, and hopefully there's no return of this abrupt winter.
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i... don't know how to take of kids that well. in my experience, i've worked with folks of many ages. wee ones of 5 and 6, to 3rd and 4th graders, to 6-8th, and older. what i do, i don't treat them as smaller, inferior, or less wiser. pretty much, they're the same as us old folks, cept a lil more..naive maybe?
tnight i was reminded of such when 3 separate age groups were tryin to play rock band. this lil kid was mindlessly bangin the drums. an older kid was hittin the drums, better than the other kid, cause he had a bit of rhythm but he was also a lil resilient to change. finally this other person, i was able to teach guitar and drums by changin their technique. it was pretty cool.
point is, i myself have got to learn how to change my own technique in dealing with folks. no "one size fits all" method can work fer people. guess i'm projectin too many of my own ideals, hopes and dreams onto others in my vision of what could be a better world onto folks, and... i guess all aren't ready or willin fer it at this point in their lives. maybe some day the right persons will understand my "method of madness", my lazy lunacy.
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not gonna resign myself to this fate of americanism. i love this land, and i love my people, but we've lost sight of what we really should be fighting for, some time ago....america, you gotta help yourself, before you go colonizing other lands again.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
shrreded wheats, non fructose corn syrup orange juice
being suck sicks. wait, lemme try that again...
in the magical world of sleep, i wake at my normal time. (which blows cause i was actually supposed to be at the state house this morning). played some games fer a bit, entertained allen while progressing in another game. still kinda broke, but a lil hopeful now that more "work" has come thru.
plowed through my readings pretty quick. also a quick wiki journey through world war 1 and 2 flying techniques, the history of tanks, some educational articles about cursing and a homosexual China. gettin really frustrated with what's goin down at home; the most toxic threat towards the welfare of this place is the person who actually lives in it.
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tnight i learned from the Bible a lil more bout God. in particular, it's that he has a sense of humor. dunno if it's crass, but the things that popped out were certainly blatant. guess it's in my best interest to see humor for how it presents itself best-naturally, not forced or set up, and also to parallel that need for independence in other aspects of my life.
some things gotta be said though, but you know it's from the heart, my true heart, and not the one that folks only want to hear or see or feel.
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think i'm done, in terms of waiting and wanting. you shrug me off, you don't give a man a second chance. your stuff is intentionally curt, and it throws me for a loop. either you don't know, or you don't care and frankly, yeah... i'm at a loss fer words.
in the magical world of sleep, i wake at my normal time. (which blows cause i was actually supposed to be at the state house this morning). played some games fer a bit, entertained allen while progressing in another game. still kinda broke, but a lil hopeful now that more "work" has come thru.
plowed through my readings pretty quick. also a quick wiki journey through world war 1 and 2 flying techniques, the history of tanks, some educational articles about cursing and a homosexual China. gettin really frustrated with what's goin down at home; the most toxic threat towards the welfare of this place is the person who actually lives in it.
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tnight i learned from the Bible a lil more bout God. in particular, it's that he has a sense of humor. dunno if it's crass, but the things that popped out were certainly blatant. guess it's in my best interest to see humor for how it presents itself best-naturally, not forced or set up, and also to parallel that need for independence in other aspects of my life.
some things gotta be said though, but you know it's from the heart, my true heart, and not the one that folks only want to hear or see or feel.
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think i'm done, in terms of waiting and wanting. you shrug me off, you don't give a man a second chance. your stuff is intentionally curt, and it throws me for a loop. either you don't know, or you don't care and frankly, yeah... i'm at a loss fer words.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
huge shredded wheats, orange juice
this cough is gonna get me in trouble. stupid seasonal bronchitis.
woke up feelin drowsy from last night. no weird dreams tday, but had a vision holding pocket jacks in early position. did the breakfast thing, spilt stuff all over the place, wheat pieces and oj everywhere. back in the day buffet wasn't that cool. did some gamin fer a bit, and now really startin to fall into my groove. filled a couple orders, and had some homemade dinner that i could put my stamp of approval on. did some wiki'n about old music stars, and fun songs, such as Chuck Berry's "My Ding-A-Ling".
headed out to CR, was able to break in some reading, help out folks, and kinda delve into other peoples' work life. tried somethin new tday that dunno, felt awkward at first, but hopefully it becomes more normal as such. it's so weird when we sang a praise song last week how folks would stand up for God, yet ironically most ppl were sitting....
discussion was aright. talked about what our devotions were, perhaps what's holdin us back, and also situations where we've both seen, needed, avoided, and embraced what remains true to us. great piece of wisdom drew from that is that devotion and commitment are not one and the same; i can be committed to my work, but not devoted, and the other way round.
came back to base, almost did somethin really stupid on the way back, but i guess thankfully those words didn't come out. after all, there's a first fer everything, simply though i'm not sure that person would be the first. makin some reheats on dinner, and hopin to sleep early tnight, so at the very least can heal up fer next couple days. feelin flabbish without any type of exercise.
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tday sam ng was in our CR small group; he said he was visiting. as long as i've known sam, i know what kinda guy he is. folks have his opinions on him. i do too, but that's another entry in another time. what's consistent about him though is that he always is a source of knowledge, or at the very least, intriguing things will be said by him.
tnight, he struck a mental chord in my mind with this phrase "devotion doesn't necessarily need love in it", or rather devotion and love wouldn't be one in the same. he said that from webster's dictionary, that there is no mention of the word love, or even the notion. so i sought out to find more information, and learn something, whether by truth or refuting.
the dictionary apparently makes a differentiation between devotion and devote. in the devote it mentioned a giving of resources, whereas devotion is more of the context of religious pursuit. they did mention however that it has to be an earnest giving and that it also tends to go in one particular direction. makes sense enough so far.
let's however take a crack at what is the most universal example of love, the desire fer the spouse, your soul mate, "the one". put yourself in a situation-what would you do to sustain, to have, to cherish and to keep this love goin? you'd put your all into it-time, resources, emotion, money, your being. is that not devoting yourself there? if i weren't devoted to my girl, would she think i loved her?
reverse it a bit, and let's see somethin that i devote my stuff to. time is our greatest asset, one of the few things we can control and choose how to direct in and out of our lives. my time right now, i place it in few things-books, my games, my people, my dreams, my God. do i love them? well, in certain places, they've given me heartbreak, disappointment, frustration, rage, and unfulfillment at least in a physical sense. but God, do i love them. why would i "waste" my time, doing something i didn't like, let alone, didn't love?
i suppose i could be devoted to something, such as an ideal, and not love it. could be pride, power, the american dream. feels narciscistic though, and only meant to sustain self through reciprocation. if these things get me another thing, such as security, recognition, peace, then, i will go for them, otherwise i will not pursue them when they burn me. that would be your devotion, witout love.
devotion-no matter how big the cost, how foolish it looks or seems, it feels right cause simply, it is right.
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tnight feelin alone still matters. but it's only the body that's got me down-f'my mind's connected to other folks, then we've beaten the forces that were out to stop us.
woke up feelin drowsy from last night. no weird dreams tday, but had a vision holding pocket jacks in early position. did the breakfast thing, spilt stuff all over the place, wheat pieces and oj everywhere. back in the day buffet wasn't that cool. did some gamin fer a bit, and now really startin to fall into my groove. filled a couple orders, and had some homemade dinner that i could put my stamp of approval on. did some wiki'n about old music stars, and fun songs, such as Chuck Berry's "My Ding-A-Ling".
headed out to CR, was able to break in some reading, help out folks, and kinda delve into other peoples' work life. tried somethin new tday that dunno, felt awkward at first, but hopefully it becomes more normal as such. it's so weird when we sang a praise song last week how folks would stand up for God, yet ironically most ppl were sitting....
discussion was aright. talked about what our devotions were, perhaps what's holdin us back, and also situations where we've both seen, needed, avoided, and embraced what remains true to us. great piece of wisdom drew from that is that devotion and commitment are not one and the same; i can be committed to my work, but not devoted, and the other way round.
came back to base, almost did somethin really stupid on the way back, but i guess thankfully those words didn't come out. after all, there's a first fer everything, simply though i'm not sure that person would be the first. makin some reheats on dinner, and hopin to sleep early tnight, so at the very least can heal up fer next couple days. feelin flabbish without any type of exercise.
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tday sam ng was in our CR small group; he said he was visiting. as long as i've known sam, i know what kinda guy he is. folks have his opinions on him. i do too, but that's another entry in another time. what's consistent about him though is that he always is a source of knowledge, or at the very least, intriguing things will be said by him.
tnight, he struck a mental chord in my mind with this phrase "devotion doesn't necessarily need love in it", or rather devotion and love wouldn't be one in the same. he said that from webster's dictionary, that there is no mention of the word love, or even the notion. so i sought out to find more information, and learn something, whether by truth or refuting.
the dictionary apparently makes a differentiation between devotion and devote. in the devote it mentioned a giving of resources, whereas devotion is more of the context of religious pursuit. they did mention however that it has to be an earnest giving and that it also tends to go in one particular direction. makes sense enough so far.
let's however take a crack at what is the most universal example of love, the desire fer the spouse, your soul mate, "the one". put yourself in a situation-what would you do to sustain, to have, to cherish and to keep this love goin? you'd put your all into it-time, resources, emotion, money, your being. is that not devoting yourself there? if i weren't devoted to my girl, would she think i loved her?
reverse it a bit, and let's see somethin that i devote my stuff to. time is our greatest asset, one of the few things we can control and choose how to direct in and out of our lives. my time right now, i place it in few things-books, my games, my people, my dreams, my God. do i love them? well, in certain places, they've given me heartbreak, disappointment, frustration, rage, and unfulfillment at least in a physical sense. but God, do i love them. why would i "waste" my time, doing something i didn't like, let alone, didn't love?
i suppose i could be devoted to something, such as an ideal, and not love it. could be pride, power, the american dream. feels narciscistic though, and only meant to sustain self through reciprocation. if these things get me another thing, such as security, recognition, peace, then, i will go for them, otherwise i will not pursue them when they burn me. that would be your devotion, witout love.
devotion-no matter how big the cost, how foolish it looks or seems, it feels right cause simply, it is right.
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tnight feelin alone still matters. but it's only the body that's got me down-f'my mind's connected to other folks, then we've beaten the forces that were out to stop us.
last of the sweet breads, orange juice
slightly irritated by this thing i have, and it's called a nose. always gets me trouble and into trouble.
woke up gettin screwed by the weather. decided not to head out so early fer ice cream, but ended up running a task for RunMyErrand.com (had to get some anise for someone in South Boston).
came back to base and played some games, unsuccessfully before headin out to get some ice cream at benjerry's with derek.
fergot to get dinner, so went to hong kong eatery, followed by headin to park plaza. pretty packed, got my first flavor "mint" chocolate chip, even though it clearly was not minty, or green. :(
trudgd through the rain to make it to prudential, where i got scoops number 2 and 3 of triple caramel chunk and phish food. overall, i'mma say that park plaza was better since it was smaller, and the help was more eye-candy. prudential's patrons were more to look at though.
came back to base again, and then played games till 4. think i've developed an obsession fer winning. my own AA later on, if i really need it.
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yesterday wasn't realy much of a thinking day. simply tired again.
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takin steps to make sure you really know that i'm takin steps. yea, it's gonna look scary, and i'm gonna look vulnerable, but, i think you already knew that. here i am, all of me.
woke up gettin screwed by the weather. decided not to head out so early fer ice cream, but ended up running a task for RunMyErrand.com (had to get some anise for someone in South Boston).
came back to base and played some games, unsuccessfully before headin out to get some ice cream at benjerry's with derek.
fergot to get dinner, so went to hong kong eatery, followed by headin to park plaza. pretty packed, got my first flavor "mint" chocolate chip, even though it clearly was not minty, or green. :(
trudgd through the rain to make it to prudential, where i got scoops number 2 and 3 of triple caramel chunk and phish food. overall, i'mma say that park plaza was better since it was smaller, and the help was more eye-candy. prudential's patrons were more to look at though.
came back to base again, and then played games till 4. think i've developed an obsession fer winning. my own AA later on, if i really need it.
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yesterday wasn't realy much of a thinking day. simply tired again.
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takin steps to make sure you really know that i'm takin steps. yea, it's gonna look scary, and i'm gonna look vulnerable, but, i think you already knew that. here i am, all of me.
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