what is poverty? are we in it now? or are we unaware? is it only relative to what everyone else has, or is there a cutoff line? what is the black and white? (and yes, i took into account that stupid poverty line but i'm not feelin it at all.
woke up late to grab some breakfast, so decided to make Chicken Lou's both breakfast and lunch combined. got the TKO, which i thought was only one type of sandwich, but apparently it differs in amount of sauce (the others being called the Heavyweight and Super Heavyweight). silly me, i got the wrong one. hung around at mugar quad eatin lunch, catchin up with people and watchin folks embarrass themselves through ultimate ninja. lulz to them all leavin their stuff unattended :)
was at Curry fer a bit, playin pool and such. ran into an ol high school friend who destroyed all of us at the table. headed to Andy's place to chill for a bit-Rock Band and Starcraft 2 all up in that monkey. walked back to base later in my Air Forces while watchin some kids play on construction materials and equipment.
had a dinner of cereal and Arizona Tropical mix, while playin some games and writin my Yelp! review for Cafe de Lulu. can check it out under Fat G. gettin back into the groove of things, but need to clean up later on. rough week ahead, full of nothin, some hopes, and maybe more exercise, given i don't get sick again.
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my obsession with wanting what no one else wants is crippling, to say the least. societal interactions hampered. hopefully this gets sorted out before i become 100% pariah, as opposed to the 80% i am now.
still, there's something special and somethin to be said for someone who's lookin for that somethin else different. somethin that's not wanted and praised over by society.
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(wonders what is the tipping point...what would really let you know that i love you?). maybe it's been goin down all wrong-a poem, a rhyme, a love song? or perhaps you gotta see that i can be strong and not hurtful all along.
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