"Just when I think I have learned the way to live, life changes and I am left the same. The more things change the more I am the same. I am what I started with, and when it is all over I will be all that is left of me."
--Hugh Prather
The more things change, indeed...
For a change I thought I'd put up a post to see if anyone still looks.
If you do...post a reply.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Saturday, September 15, 2007
GFY
What is it about people that they feel this *need* to create drama? I just simply cannot understand this. I have enough going on in my life that I truly don't care what someone else is doing, so long as it doesn't impact what I'm doing.
People, especially insecure people, seem to think if they can come up with something you are doing that they can twist into something sordid then they have an obligation to perpetuate what they dream up as fact.
Insecurity in general I have a hard time dealing with. I've dealt with my own, I don't care to deal with the insecurities or petty jealousies of others.
I don't care to..yet why is it that I so often find myself dealing with another's jealousy or insecurity?
Why do I have this feeling as though I should try to help them? Why do I feel like less of a person because *they* are insecure?
Why is the word "why" so prevalent in my thoughts?
Because I long to garner understanding from my environment. I need to know why fear wins out. Or why fear is the easier of two choices. Why be afraid? Why can't we freely admit what we want, regardless of what that is?
Why? Societal rules and expectations. Expectations that aren't our own, but what we extrapolate from others. Funny what we do to ourselves huh?
There are those that say w/o society we'd be nothing less than animals...who is the happier? I vote for the animals.
I know the why folks...why? Because we want to be, in the immortal words of Pink Floyd, "Comfortably Numb"
Do what you want folks. Don't sucomb to the insecure. Fuck the insecure.
People, especially insecure people, seem to think if they can come up with something you are doing that they can twist into something sordid then they have an obligation to perpetuate what they dream up as fact.
Insecurity in general I have a hard time dealing with. I've dealt with my own, I don't care to deal with the insecurities or petty jealousies of others.
I don't care to..yet why is it that I so often find myself dealing with another's jealousy or insecurity?
Why do I have this feeling as though I should try to help them? Why do I feel like less of a person because *they* are insecure?
Why is the word "why" so prevalent in my thoughts?
Because I long to garner understanding from my environment. I need to know why fear wins out. Or why fear is the easier of two choices. Why be afraid? Why can't we freely admit what we want, regardless of what that is?
Why? Societal rules and expectations. Expectations that aren't our own, but what we extrapolate from others. Funny what we do to ourselves huh?
There are those that say w/o society we'd be nothing less than animals...who is the happier? I vote for the animals.
I know the why folks...why? Because we want to be, in the immortal words of Pink Floyd, "Comfortably Numb"
Do what you want folks. Don't sucomb to the insecure. Fuck the insecure.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
My meal at IHOP
Well...I should know better.
I *should*, but yet I manage not to anyway.
We came in to work WAAY too early today to do some work.
I *should*, but yet I manage not to anyway.
We came in to work WAAY too early today to do some work.
We hadn't eaten breakfast and IHOP was suggested. What you see above were my two neighbors...who complained about their meal, the cost, and the type of syrups...for over an hour.
These two ordered the all you can eat Pancake combo, and complained about being ripped off, because they didn't eat the eggs. "I don't think we should have to pay for what we don't eat..."
They had three servings of pancakes in the time we were there, and they were there before us and after we left.
What do you want for $6.99?
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