So, right, apparently it's not official until you get a shirt. Still, this is crazy. I'm going to law school. Yikes.
Ironically, this weekend I go back to Minnesota to graduate. Well played life; this a good confluence of life changing events.
I'm a little terrified, maybe more than I should be. But fuck it, life is too good to worry. I'm going to go and kick ass.
I think it's just fucking absurd that people think the Broncos will go after a running back in the draft. For fucks sake, they have half a dozen of them. Durability issues aside, they've got a great set of them. Selvin Young looks great when he isn't made of glass, Peyton Hillis is one of the shockers of the year in my opinion, and Ryan Torain has the skills to be great. Don't forget about Andre Hall or Michael Pittman; they're not great but certainly effective backups. Why the shit would you take a running back with that kind of backfield?
I like The Shack, mostly because I'm actually helping people about half the time. The crazy people though, you wouldn't fucking believe. Do electronics atract the old and crazy? Maybe it's just Catonsville being full of weirdos. Everything from spy paranoia, to drunks insisting on plugging sound systems into their WOOFERS, to old fat white guys who want help attaching their suspenders. Oh my job.
The problem with Lie to Me is that it had a great pilot, but now it can't replicate that. The pilot was unquestionably fantastic, especially the way it tied (somewhat) real science into the intrigue of the show, and made the viewer feel like they were participating. But now that's fallen off almost entirely. And really, you can only have a scenario of "Oh shit, someone is lying and WE NEED TO KNOW WHOOO" so many times before we're bored. On top of that, none of the characters aside from Tim Roth's are really that interesting. Did I mention it lacks a solid plot arc to keep us interested (what I'm calling Reaper syndrome). It's sad, because the premise is fantastic, but this is one giant bomb of a show.
...yes, my dialogue is disconnected, but I wanted to write these things. So I did. Cheers!
working full time is rough, but I can see where attitude begins to matter. Quality isn't entirely mental, but reactions are.
Being in a long term relationship is definitely new territory, but it's cool new territory, like a hidden area in a familiar place. With a waterfall. And adorable wolf cubs.
Oh, and I got in to law school. Woohoo?
I was going to write something soul searching here, but it seemed more appropriate to muse at Livejournal itself.
We write down all these things we wish we could say, but we don't say them.
Or we write down all the things we don't want anyone to read, except we make them public.
Or we catalog our lives, hoping they're interesting, but we do this because we don't think they are.
Or we write about our experiences, opinions, bad stories and good movies, keeping it light and simple, without any personality injected into it.
Why do I keep a livejournal? Because I like releasing these musings occasionally. I'm guilty of all of the above, for sure as well. I think I'd be a lot healthier without this, or any of the other blogs I've kept.
But it's hard to destroy so much history. I see recorded here the journey of 8 years, so many different thoughts and experiences recorded. I can't help but feel like it'd be a waste to destroy all of that.
We'll see. In the meantime, I'll keep abusing this habit.
It's weird, primarily because it's such a shift.
Life itself won't necissarily be that different, but the whole paradigm has to change.
Up til this point, life has been a series of cut offs. Graduations, from one place to the next. No matter what your circumstances were, it wasn't going to be for more than a few years.
Now that can change. Yes there is promotion, switching jobs, and moving.
But it's not so fixed, you don't have the dates in advance. It's this scary, ill-defined space of THE REST OF YOUR LIFE. And it's all sitting there, waiting for you like the hungry darkness.
I've wondered if that's not why I'm ok with law school despite my apprehensions. It's more of the same, safe, familiar. Maybe it's not what I want, but it's what I know.
You live your life based around time lines, living for the next thing on your calendar. There are all these great dates, signposts to show you if you're still on the path. But now it's just the endless forest ahead.
I should be so excited for the challenge, but I can't help but feel apprehensive...
I think thats the point of the lesson. We can choose to use it or ignore it.
To live as a part of the normal world is to accept the pain we cause.
To truly escape all the pain is total removal, essentially or literally death.
We enjoy the pain, on some perverse level. It's our reminder of our existence. The necessity of ego corresponds to our refusal to die.
The lessons are only complex if you aren't looking. They're numerous, simple, and they all say about the same thing. Actually using them despite living is an entirely separate matter.
This would make more sense, but language is at best improper here.
P.S. - Saoshyant. That word is going to drive me mad. Anybody think of any books or book series that use that word, other than those related to zoroastrianism?
After watching TV commercials, I have determined that Viagra can help old people and their wives to dance. Also to look really goofy trying to make bedroom eyes.
Also, social mores suck. Names are difficult to remember, especially when you have to learn several dozen of them.
Everyone I meet from here on out will be assigned a number and color, for simplicity sake.
Edit: I woke up around 6:30 am, and was weirded out how much it was like the night time. Despite making sense, it was an odd similarity, but so very different. I don't plan on changing my habits, but it was very cool seeing the sun rise.
I've become fascinated by silence.
I went into the library today. It's always quiet, but it's empitness made it absolutely silent. All the students gone, it was me and about two librarians.
Somehow this gradient change was fascinating. There's so much background noise in a library; the sound of footsteps, the rustle of pages. Somehow it's emptiness produced a much more prodigiuous silence.
More than that of abandoned buildings. This is a building with life and use, but entirely silent and empty.
I could make analogies, but they're all angsty and depressing, and life is just too good for that.
Even at a DISTANCE, it has this much of an effect. Whoda thunk?
This semester is interesting. To say the least possible, things are different than they've ever been before. Its...difficult at times.
On the other hand, I got to see the Minnesota Vikings whip ass versus the Carolina Panthers, so it's certainly not all bad.
in the meantime... (interview questions; I refuse to pass these things on)
1) Where the hell did you go? =] Haven't heard from you in a loooong time.
- I get this a lot, and somehow my life has ended up really busy. This summer there was just a lot going on, and now at school there's a lot of homework and clubs and all that stuff. Somehow I've lost a lot of frequent contact with people
2) All we really have to do in this life is live and die (hopefully be happy somewhere in between). Are you happy?
- Yes. In so many ways, yes.
3) Hopes, dreams and ambitions?
-Have fun, explore often, enjoy the things I have, and do not mourn that which I don't
4) Wander lust?
-Not in the same ways; I've explored a lot of the areas I inhabit, and on top of that I find myself really tired a lot of the time. lame excuse, but it's the truth.
5) What's work like, what's fun like?
- Work is fun, I get to give tours and slack off around the tour office; homework less so, but my classes are actually all pretty interesting this semester. Fun is more casual, hanging out with friends, grilling, drinking beer, playing videogames.