You Don't Need a Weatherman...

I miss the simple days when all there was to worry about was what I had to do for practice and what was for dinner.

I guess people grow up, and the situations around them. Everything is bigger, better, more thought out, and more controversial.

eh. it kind of saddens me in a way.



Maybe I won't grow up. I like being oblivious. Even ignorant. Who cares if you don't know something? only the people that know it. Then they get frustrated with you for being oblivious. Yes it's dumb to shun progress. but not if only one dumbass (me hopefully?) does it.

read: Smart people get frustrated. >>>Frustration is not happiness. >>>Smart people are not happy.


sounds like a viable conclusion!


ha. I like november and december. a lot. I think i'll really like January and February this year too.

Man, I love people. I like other people way more than myself, I'll readily admit. At very least I enjoy dealing with other people rather than myself.

If this was my freshman year of college all over again, i think i would've gone into sociology/psychology and done social work. I decided this after this weekend. I feel kinda bad about my major now, despite enjoying it. But hey, it's just college. Pretty sure i'll do whatever I want, and it won't be very impressive by wall street standards. Of that I'm pretty damn sure. I don't think I like expectations at all. So stop that, all you people out there.


I want a real vacation where I can do something I want to do. I haven't been able to do that since ATP 08. Wow. That saddens me. Work, school, commitments. I think this is why I'm going to amount to very little in life. But it'll be pretty cool I think.

I wish dearly that everyone I know could be happy. And peaceful. I hate to see their turmoil and struggles. No hypocriticism here though... I could be much much more peaceful with myself. But like I said, I'm a bit more inactive about this.


This is a really good night thought wise.

i gotta read me mo' steinbeck. been too long. where's travels with charley?

yes.

I've totally regained all faith in humanity. The world is so damn interesting and ridiculous. ha. I really liked the last day or so.

I want to take the longest break and soak it all in. I feel appreciative of all the good things right now. And all the good things that have happened to me. It's such a pleasant ride if one wishes it to appear so. ah.

The fall is good, walks are good, yesterday night is good, everyone's good. I miss people, I wish I could gather up everyone i know into one big room and we could just chill and have music and a blacklight going. It's so fun to observe people. I don't want to participate in things anymore, just watch it all. It's a good world and there's some really good people out there. We're all we got really.

Consuelos





Sordid Zephyr Commandeer Swift Smooth Ocean Rollin Free

I'm not there on quite a few of my playlists the last year. It has that feel like it sums everything up.

Were you sleepless, tearing at the air?


Colin Meloy can write some terribly beautiful, yet succinct lyrics. Instinctual I suppose


Was the water everywhere?




On sleep, on dreams mina vänner.

It was a good weekend.

ooh how i love the weekends. Not for the ruckus-inspiring reasons of many a person who have proclaimed these sentiments, but for the indelible break they offer.

It was nice to sleep more than 15 minutes last night. ahhh.

Yes, I sleep well more than 15 minutes every night, but it was really nice last night. Mostly because I went approximately 10 hours past this quarter hour benchmark. I'm somewhat well rested. I may nap just to be outrageous though.

I'm posting this via Windows Vista. This may not seem very landmark, as there have been several people to utilize the system, although they abandoned it relatively quickly. However, I'm also typing on my Mac, and the duality of this process makes me quite pleased with myself.

There's been a serial killer program on for at least 2 hours. Note to people out there: please don't be a serial killer. Stick to killing cereal. These programs are dumb, and so are the people that they profile.

Great, now it's stalkers. We as humans are really good at deluding ourselves. Especially when we overthink things. It's ridiculous.

I'm looking forward to a cultured and relaxing weekend.

I'm obsessed with Mozart right now. Specifically his requiem. It fascinates me.

it's almost fall. En dag.

This was a quasi-summer.

Not just weather. A summer of half-assed affairs and nearly theres.

When I wrote "half assed," I for some reason pronounced "assed" like "assid." I would appreciate if you would go back and read it as such, to appreciate the full flavoring of the statement.

Fall is great. I'm very glad it's here, if only in name.

i got the sniffles. swine flu for me and you

that's what i get for living with people.



do you think you'd ever catch stuff if you were a hermit?

why i never thought to drink coffee in the shower before, i don't know, but it was nothing short of magical.




I have a few vices, hot sauce is definitely one.

It interests me that songs and smells are the things that incur the strongest memories. Or maybe I'm just crazy. I just got attacked by a smell that brought up amazingly clairvoyant feelings from the recent past. Songs do this intermittingly as well. Definitely more often.

I can see things and not give a care; our brains process so many images and similar ones a day I don't think it's even a drop in a bucket. But those deep, hidden, internal feelings; all it takes is a slight odor or wafting strains of a melody, and suddenly they have  incurred an intense delving into my most consciously (or perhaps unconsciously) buried feelings.

I recently had a food from my childhood; it brought me back to those carefree days. This smell today, brought me back to a time of turmoil that i didn't exactly want to revisit this soon. I guess it's good to acknowledge the past, but it drives me absolutely crazy that we're so powerless to control our deep primal urges and feelings. We think we're so goddamned advanced, yet can't even control our own mind. To be so easily influenced by such minute catalysts embarrasses me to no end.



I guess there's a somewhat positive note to the random and rare spirals into the past dark times. It reminds me that I'm quite human and small, all that jazz that is easy to forget whilst watching sportscenter after a less than productive day. It's easy to go either way, revisit the past or your shortcomings too frequently, or live a completely mindless existence to all that's around you. Probably folly to completely follow either.

I think the reason I act goofy or divert subjects a lot is to keep up a distance. hmm. I don't know if that's good or bad. I really don't seem to want to be taken seriously, or even considered in the equation. To observe on the fringes is the aim of such exercises. Yogi says you learn a lot by observing. It's true... but there's a lot I need to step and do sometimes. I don't know. It's confusing. I guess in general I just need to be more of a good person. It's fulfilling. Everyone knows that the currently championed causes of "being yourself," "doing what you want," and "following your instincts" are the keys to happiness... but I feel too many take this as invitation to turn such a dead blind eye to everything else, and everybody else's impulses. I agree that I need to stop letting my actions and words provide a cover for the multiple processes and natural impulses that go into such end results, but I think it's a compromise of values to follow the "be yourself/do what you want" impulses to the letter. It'd be too easy to get caught up in myself.

Why is there such an emphasis on adding mystery to everything we do? "leave them wanting more?" That's dumb. But I'm just as guilty as the next, if not more so. Oh what a world it would be if all the bullshit was removed. Man. Makes me want to do my part.

I know that whole thing sounds like a bunch of drunken thoughts, non-sensical ramblings, and stumbling contradictions, but I feel it's amazing what a soberly typed out thought process can do in establishing some desired sureties. Good day and apologies to any unfortunate soul who made it to this sentence.

forgotten i had written that last entry. "We'll see" seems to be my favorite phrase of all time.

To be or not to be. It's interesting to observe people so far. That's as far as I'll go at the moment. Yesterday was ridiculous in an uneventful way. I learned quite a bit about people. Today, similar, but more directed and specific. We'll see. The situations are good. We'll see what's up.

What is the word of the day tomorrow? the intrigue overwhelms. we shall see. i guess technically it's the word of today. that seems to be my phrase meow. we shall see. i feel comfortable, but others expect more. we'll see where the compromise is.

I can't stand it when girls use "mmmk" in their various high tech communication devices nowadays. I don't know if other people connote it as "ok," but it comes off to me like a flippant ok. If you have to think about what someone says before deciding it's a reasonable contribution, then I don't think it's polite to show it. If Mr. Mackey uses it, it's mmmk though.

yes, i devoted a whole entry to that pet peeve. No, you will not get your imaginary money back for reading it. Or your real time.

Love,

Consuelos.

I've been in a pretty damned good mood the last couple of days.


something can be a classic and still suck by today's standards. In fact, outside of literature, guitars and booze, most old classics do suck.

Discuss. I realize the only thing near to you is most likely a computer screen. I'm sure you'll make due.




they're never gonna get past face control

...bang bang


golf tomorrow. that'll be real nice.

getting my martin soon i hope. just realized i'll be lucky to fetch 100 for my alvarez though. woe is me. perhaps i'll just hold on to it. we'll see. i'm selling that processor though. it's damn useless for me to have it.

the bee's knees, peas at the knees, sandy koufax. there's some transition for you. more specifically me. my head works like wikipedia. more specifically wikisurfing. I don't spend enough time on one subject in my head before clicking on the first interesting blue link. hmm... I suppose the links in my head can be whatever color I choose. I pick grey i think. I'm not sure yet. insightful. if crazy talk is insightful. i wanna expand my mental horizons infinitely so i suppose the answer is yes. I don't wanna be real smart when i'm older. I won't know shit about subjects, but i'll be able to name a lot of subjects. hopefully. here's a buck for your trend.

see anything wrong with coffee and ice cream, especially at 9 in the morning. up there for good combinations.

i've been listening to Mason a lot recently. it removes a lot of bullshit i feel. I like the mood it puts me in. I ran pretty good in a race today. it was nice.

I bled through my shoes in 3 different spots today, yet I was not upset about this fact.




It's a very nice day today.

lookin' like Fred Astaire?


His name is probably Rog.


ha.


This damn banner to the right is freaking me out. looks like it's moving.



Good naps are not to be underestimated. So stop that bullshit. yes you.


Sorry signs on cash machines. That's riiigght.

i think i always liked running as a natural source of travel. biking right now is a nice little alternative, i get to see more. Today i rode into hartland and saw the cromaine library for the first time in years, etc. Fun stuff.