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"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown things that i kept: original writings from high school; yearbooks from junior high and high school; grade reports from colloge (so i can prove at one point i did have a 2.1 gpa - though i graduated with honors); varsity letters (so i can prove my fat outta shape ass once really did swim)... there's more i suppose, but i can't think of it now. i look around my apartment and try to think what is it that keeps me sitting here? while it's true i own all the basic things that people want...there's nothing special here. yet night after night.. i sit here and watch tv or read. i've been reading more lately. i think that that is good. i've started to indulge my interest in things i'll never really understand like the basic makeup of the universe - the physics of the universe. not math based stuff, i'd have no hope in that..but books that talk about the possibilties of time travel and what black holes are made of. i find that i'm very interested in the subject.. yet skeptical about how people can learn about something that no one can vist. for sure it makes my delusional mind dance to know that time travel is not forbidden by physics. i'm also trying to get myself to read books on business and financial management. if i'm actaully going to do this grad school thing.. i may as well try to know something about it before i move. back to my original line of musing.. why to i sit here? i think i know the answer. if i go out and meet people, become friends with people, then by definition i'm trusting them - to one degree or another. it never works out well when i trust someone. that's historically speaking of course. one can't say anything definte about the future - atleast i can't. perhaps your gypsie is better than mine. anyway. i have the perfect song stuck in my head, but i'm too lazy to write it out. A place like Alaska - April 07, 2012 Dowton Abbey - February 01, 2011 Dowton Abbey - January 31, 2011 Something of an update - January 16, 2011 What to do... - January 01, 2011 |
my current wishlist item, yes i am waiting for godot.
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