"To Those I Love and To Those Who Love Me"

When I am gone, release me, let me go. You have so many things to see and do. You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears. Be happy that we had so many years.

I gave you my love. You can only guess how much you gave me in happiness. I thank you for the love you each have shown, but now it's time I traveled alone.

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must, then let your grief be comforted by trust. It's only a while that we must part. So bless the memories within your heart.

I won't be far away, for life goes on. So if you need me, call and I will hear. Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near and if you listen with your heart, you'll hear all of my love around you, soft and clear.

And then, when you must come this way alone, I'll greet you with a smile and "Welcome Home"

Worth a try

I have no idea what the end product of this post is going to be like. Erwin had pointed out how lackluster the efforts of our little blogging community have been lately (the peeps on the right side of my page if you didn't know already), so I thought I might as well wing it and post something. You could say most of my favorite posts have been class-lecture or douche-encounter inspired, but obviously I can't rely on that for inspiration no mo'. I feel like I rag on religion too much as well, and although I have plenty more to say, I'd like to still believe there's a little place in heaven for me someday O:-)

I prefer to flesh out my posts if possible, so I'll usually only blog about something after it's had time to simmer in my brain and I have enough shit to say. I like my posts meaty. But with the combination of being addicted to Twitter and being as impatient as I am, I tend to just blurt out the thoughts in my head as they come now.

There's no stupid comment by some ignoramus in class I can build a post off of anymore. I see the same people everyday at work and for the most part they are all really nice - I'm not even exaggerating. So what now? I mean jeez I'm only turning 23 soon, I don't want to think life starts to get less interesting and shit starts to get really real from this point. The next closest milestones won't be happening anytime soon, as long as life goes according to plan:

-Moving out: Maybe in the next year? Or two? I like not having to pay for much while living with my 'rents but this could definitely happen in the near future.

-Marriage: Meh, I'm not really in a hurry. Some people say not much will change, so why not? I say not much will change, so why in a rush?

-Kids: I'd like to remain kid-less for a while after getting married. I actually questioned myself at times if I really wanted kids at all. I think I was just scared at what kind of mother I would turn out to be, but then I snapped out of it. I mean how cool with it be to have a mom with such infinite wisdom? (I keed, you never know how well sarcasm comes across on teh interwebs).

But what of the meantime?

Til the next post...whenever that is...

SMH at you, Mike Seaver

This ongoing science vs. religion debate seriously grinds my gears. For the tl;dw crowd, here's what Mr. Cameron & company have planned for the 150th anniversary of Darwin's "Origin of Species":

An entire generation has been (and is being) brainwashed by atheistic evolution, and it's radically changing the culture of our nation.

In an effort to combat this, we produced a special 280-page full color cover edition of Origin of Species, which contains a 50-page introduction [aka crock of shit]. 50,000 copies of the "balanced" version of Darwin's "Origin of Species" will be given out on November 19th (a few days before the 150th anniversary of the book).

Get the book and you can see the opposing and "correct view".

I wonder if he would still approve if schools were to teach ALL alternatives: creationist/ID views of Hinduism, Buddhism, Shinto, Islam, Sikhism...hmmmm. What if agnostic/atheist folks wrote their own 50-page introduction to the Bible and distributed thousands of those? They have the liberty to do so as well, right?

I posted this video on twitter & facebook before, but it's worth a repost:

Hand in My Pocket

I'm broke but I'm happy

I'm poor but I'm kind

I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah

I'm high but I'm grounded

I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed

I'm lost but I'm hopeful, baby

And what it all comes down to

Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine

I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is giving a high five

I feel drunk but I'm sober

I'm young and I'm underpaid

I'm tired but I'm working, yeah

I care but I'm restless

I'm here but I'm really gone

I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby

What it all comes down to

Is that everything's gonna be quite alright

I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is flicking a cigarette

And what it all comes down to

Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet

I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is giving the peace sign

I'm free but I'm focused

I'm green but I'm wise

I'm hard but I'm friendly baby

I'm sad but I'm laughing

I'm brave but I'm chickenshit

I'm sick but I'm pretty baby

And what it all boils down to

Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet

I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is playing the piano

And what it all comes down to my friends

Is that everything's just fine fine fine

I've got one hand in my pocket

And the other one is hailing a taxi cab

"But he's a nice guy!"

Now don't get me wrong, I love me some nice guys. There's nothing wrong with being a nice guy. They make great friends (I know, something nice guys hate hearing. But it's true!). And if I was single, I would probably take the nice guy next door any day over the quintessential bad boy - that is, if I had to choose and had no option of the perfect mix between the two, cuz y'all know me & my thing with balance.

Although some bad boys make it hard for a girl to choose...

However, I CAN'T stand it when dudes pull the "nice guy" card as if it cancels out other shortcomings, or even worse, when other people do it for that person. Being a nice guy does not automatically exempt you from other douche tendencies. There are many everyday examples of this curious dichotomy of likable & loser.

See:

_The holier-than-thou guy whose preachiness is off the charts. You never feel like you're having a conversation "with" him because it always seems like he's talking "at" you about some shiet he thinks you could learn from. But he's a nice guy!

_The dude whose "Do-I-Sound-Like-An-Asshole-Right-Now?" awareness meter seems to be broken 24/7. One too many snarky comments here and there. But I'm sure he never means it, because he's a nice guy!

_Not the ego-inflated jerk, but rather the one whose self-deprecation is just too much to deal with. We all do it, but you know the guy that never stops? But he's a nice guy!

_The bigot. Self-explanatory. But he's a nice guy??

Take home message of the day: I still have love for nice guys! Just remember that it isn't some disguise or excuse to engage in some dickish behaviors.

Now go forth, and sin no more.

Setting the bar

So now that things are a little different for me now in terms of lifestyle, free time, etc., I thought I should set myself some new goals. These are ongoing, and I don't want to set a deadline for any of them, but I need some new stuff to look forward to and work towards these days.

1. Work on time management. Don't try to cram too much stuff in one day.

2. Specifically make some time for the gym. And if possible, reading.

3. To compensate lack of gym time -> eat healthier.

4. Getting a decent night of sleep each day is a must.

5. Get a new damn phone!

6. Apply for a credit card/build credit (I know, I'm late on that)

7. Save, save, save $$$. Avoid splurging. Forreal.

8. When the time is right (?), move out of the house

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573. Buy myself a Marc Jacobs bag :/

Another Reason Why I'm Scared of the Ocean

Okay, maybe not so much scared because these aren't like the humongo open-ocean creatures that haunt me in my dreams sometimes (forreal), but GROSS. These giant marine isopods are in the same Class as crabs, lobsters & shrimp - Malacostraca - but this seriously makes me think twice about eating any of those things ever again. I mean if you really think about it, and I've actually discussed this in one of my classes, lobsters are like "cockroaches of the sea"...

Yummy.

Appetizing.

Doesn't roly poly bisque sound just as good?