A needed reiteration
Someone once told me that you should always surround yourself with things and people that bring out something extrodinary in you. Nothing ordianary but the better parts of who you are. Of course it is common sense but if you think about it, you probably do have some of 'those' people who you chose to be around that really have a negative impact on either your mood,feelings,actions...etc. Sure they may have their moments of "fun" but is it all really worth that torturous reality of what they do to you?
Wednesday, October 30
Tuesday, October 29
Nietzsche
How Rhythm Beautifies.- Rhythm casts a veil over reality; it causes various artificiality's of speech and obscurities of thought; by the shadow it throws upon thought it sometimes conceals it, and sometimes brings it into prominence. As shadow is necessary to beauty, so the "dull" is necessary to lucidity. Art makes the aspect of life endurable by throwing over it the veil of obscure thought.
How Rhythm Beautifies.- Rhythm casts a veil over reality; it causes various artificiality's of speech and obscurities of thought; by the shadow it throws upon thought it sometimes conceals it, and sometimes brings it into prominence. As shadow is necessary to beauty, so the "dull" is necessary to lucidity. Art makes the aspect of life endurable by throwing over it the veil of obscure thought.
Friday, October 25
Last night Mr. Hat and I volunteered to take 5 teenage girls to a Haunted Mansion:
~ 12 year old girls know just about every song on the pop/r&b music radio stations
~ said girls trotted through the haunted mansion with the 13 year old boy
~ When asked which girl liked said boy, a bunch of giggles followed by 5 pointing fingers in all directions followed by a small spout of arguing.
~ After the stop at the Mansion we went to McDonalds where they all stared, pointed, blushed, then insanely giggled at a guy whose jeans had a huge hole in his ass revealing a pair of flannel boxers
~ All Mr. Hat had to do was smile at those girls and there they would go giggling again. (they may have developed a little crush by the end of the evening)
~ Felt really old when Mr. Hat and I were lagging behind the girls as they were whining at us to hurry up.
~ Felt really insanely old when I switched the radio to the rock station and Stairway to Heaven was playing and they said it sucked. I then asked them if they have ever heard of the classic by Led Zeppelin and I got the cliched….Who?
~ Noticed how 12 year old girls dress like they are 22 year old virgins and are tired of being so
~ One of the perks to being their taxi – the 2001 Lincoln Navigator that was our ride.
~ I think I wish I were twelve again. They seemed to have fun…I mean if they can giggle for that long, I think they would have had to.
~ 12 year old girls know just about every song on the pop/r&b music radio stations
~ said girls trotted through the haunted mansion with the 13 year old boy
~ When asked which girl liked said boy, a bunch of giggles followed by 5 pointing fingers in all directions followed by a small spout of arguing.
~ After the stop at the Mansion we went to McDonalds where they all stared, pointed, blushed, then insanely giggled at a guy whose jeans had a huge hole in his ass revealing a pair of flannel boxers
~ All Mr. Hat had to do was smile at those girls and there they would go giggling again. (they may have developed a little crush by the end of the evening)
~ Felt really old when Mr. Hat and I were lagging behind the girls as they were whining at us to hurry up.
~ Felt really insanely old when I switched the radio to the rock station and Stairway to Heaven was playing and they said it sucked. I then asked them if they have ever heard of the classic by Led Zeppelin and I got the cliched….Who?
~ Noticed how 12 year old girls dress like they are 22 year old virgins and are tired of being so
~ One of the perks to being their taxi – the 2001 Lincoln Navigator that was our ride.
~ I think I wish I were twelve again. They seemed to have fun…I mean if they can giggle for that long, I think they would have had to.
Tuesday, October 22
I feel like shit. I have mild like flu symptoms (insert pitiful whine here and UPS some chicken soup).
And yet here are a few reasons why I am most simply divine:
1. My mother sent me flowers yesterday at work. The card read, “I’m proud of you. You are awesome.”
2. Mr. Hat manages to make me laugh and smile everyday.
3. Tristen did not wake up crying, instead he played in his crib for a while and he was oh so happy about it.
4. Deep down somewhere hiding behind dirty diapers and underneath a Middle American job, is my sex drive.
5. The smell in the air this time of year...
6. I have not taken my Paxil for 3 days now and I have not broken down sobbing and thinking my life is over for no apparent reason – not even a little tiny bit.
7. Yesterday although feeling oh so sick…I redecorated my room and little bit of my kitchen. The décor incorporated lots of silk scarves…
8. I may go to goodwill today and see if I can find some ugly green curtains.
9. I refuse to pick up a cigarette today.
10. I have the day off, to spend with my son.
And yet here are a few reasons why I am most simply divine:
1. My mother sent me flowers yesterday at work. The card read, “I’m proud of you. You are awesome.”
2. Mr. Hat manages to make me laugh and smile everyday.
3. Tristen did not wake up crying, instead he played in his crib for a while and he was oh so happy about it.
4. Deep down somewhere hiding behind dirty diapers and underneath a Middle American job, is my sex drive.
5. The smell in the air this time of year...
6. I have not taken my Paxil for 3 days now and I have not broken down sobbing and thinking my life is over for no apparent reason – not even a little tiny bit.
7. Yesterday although feeling oh so sick…I redecorated my room and little bit of my kitchen. The décor incorporated lots of silk scarves…
8. I may go to goodwill today and see if I can find some ugly green curtains.
9. I refuse to pick up a cigarette today.
10. I have the day off, to spend with my son.
Friday, October 18
Booty call
I get bored easily at work. (I have a new job being a manager at an IGA, I know its not the highest job on the social scale, but it pays well and I like it) Anyway, I found an interesting way to entertain myself. I lean against the counter at work and stick my ass out a just a little bit ,to see how many men (and women) look at it. I do this for maybe five minuets and then move on to find something different to do. It is quite an ego boost and I find that more women look at my butt than men. This strikes me as odd.
I get bored easily at work. (I have a new job being a manager at an IGA, I know its not the highest job on the social scale, but it pays well and I like it) Anyway, I found an interesting way to entertain myself. I lean against the counter at work and stick my ass out a just a little bit ,to see how many men (and women) look at it. I do this for maybe five minuets and then move on to find something different to do. It is quite an ego boost and I find that more women look at my butt than men. This strikes me as odd.