| To borrow (read, shamelessly yoink) an allegory from Ian, I've been getting some of those wonderful straight blocks that knock out five lines at a time in the Tetris game of life. Translation: I woke up sometime in the last week or two and things just clicked into place. I found that there are things out there bigger than my issues, and that I actually care about them. Invisible Children. If you haven't seen this movie, go, find it now and watch it. I'm dead serious about this. It might not change your life, but it will move you and make you increadably greatful for what you've got. www.invisiblechildren.com And if you can do it, sign up for Displace Me. I also joined the SDS (students for a democratic society) on a lark, war protest, sounded good to me and now I'm getting really into it. I made a new friend that I've been spending entirely too much time with. I got a job and a new peircing. No, not at the same time. And don't worry, it's just on my ear. (still thinking about an eyebrow or labret, but I can't have facial peircings at work and Kenny would kill me) So now I'm the Smoothie Queen at Freshens. They (Bama Dining) hired me to work at Starbucks, but somehow I got shunted over to the smoothie place. I'm not going to complain. I get paid to stand around and read and occasionally make a smoothie or two. It's not a bad gig. I finally declared a religion, or rather a lack thereof. I've offically decided that I'm agnostic with paganish tendancies, meaning that I don't know if I believe in anything or not, but I'm having a hard time giving up completely on the concept of the Goddess. Kenny made a brilliant analogy to help explain my beliefs (I love taht I can talk about anything from football to religion with him) about how while man created god, god still has power over the lives of man. He said that god is like Bunberry or Earnest in The Importance of Being Earnest. He might be completely made up, but the actions of several characters revolve around his assumed existance. Now if I could just get AIM to like me again, life would be, while not quite perfect (that would require my Kenny to be down here) pretty damn close. |
