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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
B R B . . .
As much as I attempt to update and write on a regular basis, I feel as though I'm spinning in a bizarre whirlwind. I have handfuls of posts started, just not perfected and posted. But it's come to a point where I need to just take a day or two to gather my thoughts before I even try to be a "writer" or "blogger".
An old, old, oldoldold friend has taken her life and it seems to have brought a seemingly unstoppable life to a dead halt. Yet, the universe is making it very clear that as much as my thoughts or body are not moving, everything else is.
I get it. I need to get back to the regulated march of my life.. but, for just a bit, I think there's enough crazy and bizarre wandering these streets that I can duck out for a few. I promise to return, full force and frazzle free, after some time away...
And to the family and friends: there's never much to be said at a time like this... so instead I send out constant thoughts and prayers and hope you, my old friend, are finally at peace ♥.
An old, old, oldoldold friend has taken her life and it seems to have brought a seemingly unstoppable life to a dead halt. Yet, the universe is making it very clear that as much as my thoughts or body are not moving, everything else is.
Exhibit A: a clearly unstable woman stood up in front of everyone on the 6 Bay bus and pulled
down her sweatpants to adjust her white, ass-gathered granny panties. GOOD MORNING.
Exhibit B: walking aimlessly downtown, thoughts and mind clearly not
in sync, I pass a man petting an iguana sitting on his shoulder. WTF??
down her sweatpants to adjust her white, ass-gathered granny panties. GOOD MORNING.
Exhibit B: walking aimlessly downtown, thoughts and mind clearly not
in sync, I pass a man petting an iguana sitting on his shoulder. WTF??
I get it. I need to get back to the regulated march of my life.. but, for just a bit, I think there's enough crazy and bizarre wandering these streets that I can duck out for a few. I promise to return, full force and frazzle free, after some time away...
And to the family and friends: there's never much to be said at a time like this... so instead I send out constant thoughts and prayers and hope you, my old friend, are finally at peace ♥.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Stop drinking the weaksauce. No big deal.
Sometimes the universe speaks to me and usually it strikes up a conversation by injuring me.
Case in point: spraining my ankle.
You see, I have played sports my entire life. I've had ridiculous adventures climbing trees, cars and ice mountains. I used to say my ankles were rubber since I'd roll over them about 50% of the time I'm on my feet. Yet, I have never injured anything below the shoulders. Then, in my more sensible years (i.e. a couple weeks ago), I sprained my ankle hopping down from a truck. It wasn't even a big truck! It is the most pathetic injury of my life. I may as well be 80 years old and breaking my hip trying to bathe myself.
Throughout my adventurous and jockish tendencies, I've had many inevitable injuries, but I played through them. As a result, I toughened up. And now that I don't go on any questionable adventures I suddenly sprain my ankle hopping out of a car. WOW. The absolute lame act of injuring my ankle feels like an unavoidable message from the universe. To endure such pain by such pathetic means made me realize I need to make an important change in my life: I need to start doing more awesome, adventurous and potentially dangerous activities, God willing.
Moral of the story: there is always time to have fun without concerning yourself of the risks. That's how the BEST memories are made: You never expect or anticipate the awesome events you share with your friends over and over again. There may not or never will be a reason to do said things, but don't worry because once you've done them (and recovered) you'll know exactly why you did it and why you'll never regret it.
Case in point: spraining my ankle.
You see, I have played sports my entire life. I've had ridiculous adventures climbing trees, cars and ice mountains. I used to say my ankles were rubber since I'd roll over them about 50% of the time I'm on my feet. Yet, I have never injured anything below the shoulders. Then, in my more sensible years (i.e. a couple weeks ago), I sprained my ankle hopping down from a truck. It wasn't even a big truck! It is the most pathetic injury of my life. I may as well be 80 years old and breaking my hip trying to bathe myself.
Throughout my adventurous and jockish tendencies, I've had many inevitable injuries, but I played through them. As a result, I toughened up. And now that I don't go on any questionable adventures I suddenly sprain my ankle hopping out of a car. WOW. The absolute lame act of injuring my ankle feels like an unavoidable message from the universe. To endure such pain by such pathetic means made me realize I need to make an important change in my life: I need to start doing more awesome, adventurous and potentially dangerous activities, God willing.
Moral of the story: there is always time to have fun without concerning yourself of the risks. That's how the BEST memories are made: You never expect or anticipate the awesome events you share with your friends over and over again. There may not or never will be a reason to do said things, but don't worry because once you've done them (and recovered) you'll know exactly why you did it and why you'll never regret it.
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