That title sucks. I just typed it and I hate it. HEY GUYS, IT’S THIS GUY! It’s me, not you. You’re reading this. Man this isn’t getting us anywhere… let’s move forward.
It’s Sunday! I really enjoy Sundays. I enjoy them more in the aspect of the end of the previous week and not in the fact it’s the start of the next. This Sunday was a waste on any actual decent front other than the aspect of content for my eyes. Iron Man 3, Game of Thrones. I blame the weird amount of time I spent in my car and at the Paramore show on Saturday.
I think I’m going to try post more during the week, maybe two posts a week! Double the normal amount of NOTHING! But I’ll talk more about Iron Man 3 then, so let’s chat about Game of Thrones for a second. Honestly, if you aren’t watching Game of Thrones and you like TV at all, I don’t know why you aren’t watching. HBO and whoever is running that show are making movie-quality TV in one of the few spaces it can these days. Some of those sets/locations are so beautiful, and even when it’s computer generated it is MILES ahead of anyone else in that space. Nothing compares. Even a dude like myself who found the books super confusing, the show make it pretty darn simple once a name goes with a face.
GoT rant aside, it’s been a joy of a year so far. I can’t believe it’s May. It’s gonna be May. I have made five post this entire year. I have taken one set of pictures this year and it was from yesterday. That is the saddest reality. This year is literally flown by. I somewhat forgot I just turned 24. I still feel like a child but I’ve had this discussion with friend who have brought life into this world (a beautiful part of this great world) and they still don’t know what defines adulthood. That calms my soul a bit. Adulthood freaks me out to the extreme. Way more than my fear of heights or anything else trivial. More on that aspect later, I’ve tweeted it a bit but I’ll summarize the hell out of it later. Soon, later, some point.
I didn’t have a point of this post, maybe I’ll jot some ideas down for the next one.
Keep your friends close, keep the doughnuts closer. See you soon.
Changed the layout. I like this one a lot actually. Has a small touch of JMU flare. This is going to be a small post. I figured I would post something to keep you posted. You as in me in the future. The new Paramore album leaked and it’s fantastic. I love my iPad. I work a lot. My friends are great. God has been so good as life goes on.
I finally realized most of my really long posts are out of rage about one particular subject.
Nothing’s been too crazy this week. A coworker has pretty much gone off the deep end and I could vent about that. There’s other things I could vent about like drones in NYC or how terrible one of the tribes on Survivor is right now. But I won’t.
Follow the Twitter for my daily ramble. This is just here.
I’m alive and happy about it. Local commericals are terrible. It offends me how large “The V” logo is on this CBS local channel.
See ya around the bend.
Let’s walk down the road that has no end
Steal away where only angels tread
Heaven or hell or somewhere in between
Cross your heart to take me when you leave
Please don’t go
Don’t go without me.
I’m fortunate enough it seems to see my own faults and humility. I see it all, I own up to it. I’ve been thinking about the past a lot and truly my current life. The relationship between the two astonishs me so much but I don’t really realize it until the past flashes forward. Jumps through time to appear in my current life. So let the blog sideways time travel begin.
Let’s begin in the past hopefully with an idea you all relate to–the losing of friends. It’s just life I guess. The more you focus on something the more other things just fade out. They become blurry. Losing their meaning and then vanish then glimmer sometimes when they need to be seen or saved. A lost phone call. A random email. A message on Facebook. They come in all forms in the digital era but I think their just as powerful as the letter writers of the past.
But I think you lose the past to become something deep down that’s better. Some idea you don’t really know but keeps you pushing ahead. You can keep the same friends. There are rare exceptions to the rule and they’re usually beautiful. This is how my life went and is going and I want you to understand what I see. But you find friends who are motivated as you who’s interests become yours and yours theirs. Friends have the same interests. It’s how human nature works. We live together, we grow together. PLANTS, ETC.
So I had a friend reappear like a ghost and we chatted like time hadn’t changed, life hadn’t been lived apart. And it was fucking weird. Not bad weird, just strange. And the shining part of this moment was that it made me appreciate everyone who’s in my life now. I mean not the people I see daily, but the people who still reach out a hand to chat. To send the message, to miss me and I them. It’s the connection that is attempted that makes the friendship last.
I fault at this. I’m too busy or just too unmotivated. But I do my best. I try to live on the Internet so everyone feels close.
All I’m saying is I love my life so much and have no regrets about my friends, then or now.
Thanks for reading (and being a rad friend.)