Tuesday, May 31, 2011
l'esprit de l'escalier
There's this acquaintance i have named foroud and he posts things on tumblr that connect to his facebook, which shows up on my feed, and when i read it it makes me think we are writing soulmates, because everything he says is everything i want to say, and i think we'd have such meaningful things to say to each other, but unfortunately just because two people are similar in such a wonderful way doesn't mean they can or will or even want to be friends.
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
pwnt
SKIPPED MY RUN AND NOW I'M RESTLESS AND IRRITATED AND I FEEL LIKE SHIT
TOO MUCH AND NOT ENOUGH ENERGY
RAWRAWRAWR
saved by the bell
steven said something today that made me crack up for who knows how long.
Steven: she's a big fan of the "entire sermon ripped from the bible" school of thought
me: you dont need the bible to learn how to not be an idiot
Steven: .........
i see
well, her favorite NYC church basically sermoned from the Bible
boring as fuck
me: being a good person isnt completely dependent on being a christian
Steven: with me sitting there the whole time thinking
me: oh
graet lol
Steven: so.......if i think your book is full of shit
but no
i don't think the Bible is full of shit
i think it's a lot more outdated than it should be
that's why i thought up a potential sitcom
to modernize it
Jessica loved my idea
Derek said it was the worst thing to happen to Christianity since the Crusades
me: hahaha oh derek.
Steven: but yeah
here's my 5 minute pilot idea
Emmanuel is a freshman in high school
parents are like, "you're too shy and introverted"
me: HAHAHAHAHA
Steven: join a club
Steven: .........
me: i second the crusade thing
Steven: so!!!
Steven: being in California
he joins the beach volleyball club
me: LOL
me: THIS IS HORRIFICALLY BAD
me: OH MY GOD
this continues for another 10 minutes. he's not even done yet. there are wrestling matches with The Rock (get it? i almost wish i hadn't)
and that's how i spent the evening laughing harder than i have in weeks.
Steven: she's a big fan of the "entire sermon ripped from the bible" school of thought
me: you dont need the bible to learn how to not be an idiot
Steven: .........
i see
well, her favorite NYC church basically sermoned from the Bible
boring as fuck
me: being a good person isnt completely dependent on being a christian
Steven: with me sitting there the whole time thinking
me: oh
graet lol
Steven: so.......if i think your book is full of shit
but no
i don't think the Bible is full of shit
i think it's a lot more outdated than it should be
that's why i thought up a potential sitcom
to modernize it
Jessica loved my idea
Derek said it was the worst thing to happen to Christianity since the Crusades
me: hahaha oh derek.
Steven: but yeah
here's my 5 minute pilot idea
Emmanuel is a freshman in high school
parents are like, "you're too shy and introverted"
me: HAHAHAHAHA
Steven: join a club
Steven: .........
me: i second the crusade thing
Steven: so!!!
Steven: being in California
he joins the beach volleyball club
me: LOL
me: THIS IS HORRIFICALLY BAD
me: OH MY GOD
this continues for another 10 minutes. he's not even done yet. there are wrestling matches with The Rock (get it? i almost wish i hadn't)
and that's how i spent the evening laughing harder than i have in weeks.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
il faut en finir
gross, i'm being dramatic again. and it's only 1:30 in the afternoon. DERP DERP
other people are so good at saying things you feel. maybe that's how we connect to each other; we are all so different and all the same. our guts, and roots, and wants (and we never stop wanting)-- the only thing people ever die of is hunger--
anyway, i've mostly stopped the tweeting, and talking about it, gchatting, facebooking, what have you. this blog was really the last place i was lingering. as was expected; writing, O solace through the years. the last...greedy pocket of feeling that i was hoarding. this, below? this is exactly it. something i doubt i could have ever articulated, a final letting go of something that shouldn't have meant as much to me as it did. as it still does. but we press on, we must press on.
---
Love_meme, I love you, I love posting on you but it's an hour until New Years and this year, 2011, I am not going to post about her at all. Not even one time.
So, this is the last time I'm saying it. I love you, I love everything you are and next year I'm going to be okay with you not loving me and our plans for a future not ever coming true because even though we haven't been together, I still love you and I love everything you are and you're an amazing person. You don't need me, heck, I think that's been proved for a while now and...idk, I guess it's fine, like, you don't. Ugh, I don't know how to word this at all. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't need you to love me, like me or even talk to me anymore because it doesn't really change anything at all, and that's okay.
lol how pathetic is it that I started crying typing this because letting go hurts so much. Man. Okay, last time. Iloveyou, iloveyou, iloveyou never ever change.
_anonymous
---
other people are so good at saying things you feel. maybe that's how we connect to each other; we are all so different and all the same. our guts, and roots, and wants (and we never stop wanting)-- the only thing people ever die of is hunger--
anyway, i've mostly stopped the tweeting, and talking about it, gchatting, facebooking, what have you. this blog was really the last place i was lingering. as was expected; writing, O solace through the years. the last...greedy pocket of feeling that i was hoarding. this, below? this is exactly it. something i doubt i could have ever articulated, a final letting go of something that shouldn't have meant as much to me as it did. as it still does. but we press on, we must press on.
---
Love_meme, I love you, I love posting on you but it's an hour until New Years and this year, 2011, I am not going to post about her at all. Not even one time.
So, this is the last time I'm saying it. I love you, I love everything you are and next year I'm going to be okay with you not loving me and our plans for a future not ever coming true because even though we haven't been together, I still love you and I love everything you are and you're an amazing person. You don't need me, heck, I think that's been proved for a while now and...idk, I guess it's fine, like, you don't. Ugh, I don't know how to word this at all. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't need you to love me, like me or even talk to me anymore because it doesn't really change anything at all, and that's okay.
lol how pathetic is it that I started crying typing this because letting go hurts so much. Man. Okay, last time. Iloveyou, iloveyou, iloveyou never ever change.
_anonymous
---
2:54a
oh, my god, i really was treated like such shit, wasn't i?
wow.
do you think he even realizes?
...
naaaaaaah.
wow.
do you think he even realizes?
...
naaaaaaah.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
priorities
if you're asking whether i'm willing to carry a six pack of westvleteren beer in my backpack for 30 days across 14 cities, the answer is yes. if you're asking whether i'm going to, the answer is hell yeah.
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