“Everybody thought Barack Obama was going to [inspire people] when he came to Washington, but, you know, the Senate seems like the place where smart people go to die.”
- Jon Stewart
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
huzzah, i did something
I just did two of my favorite things: chalk up pavement and piss people off (the latter part will come later - i'll have a fun morning watching people complain).
Sunday, October 12, 2008
get up, stand up, rise, get enlightened, get high
Don’t feel much like war or poetry.
Why lie, I’m getting by, but unhappy. There’s so much that can be done to change that. Some goals though, require climbing insurmountable mountains like Everest, it’s doable, but I never will summit the peak. And so apathy is the logical course. Taking on the weight of the world and doing nothing – that’s me, unhappy and fine. Strength is weakness.
The closest I get to letting fall my tears is when I yawn. The apathy is what gets me, I’m too self-centered. Humility displayed is fake; it lacks decency, so I turn to gruffness. To be off-putting is to hide my vulnerabilities and to let me continue to be a martyr, for what I don’t even know.
There is no power.
To endure is not enough – perseverance is called for, especially if this is all we get and it can only speed up from here.
Why lie, I’m getting by, but unhappy. There’s so much that can be done to change that. Some goals though, require climbing insurmountable mountains like Everest, it’s doable, but I never will summit the peak. And so apathy is the logical course. Taking on the weight of the world and doing nothing – that’s me, unhappy and fine. Strength is weakness.
The closest I get to letting fall my tears is when I yawn. The apathy is what gets me, I’m too self-centered. Humility displayed is fake; it lacks decency, so I turn to gruffness. To be off-putting is to hide my vulnerabilities and to let me continue to be a martyr, for what I don’t even know.
There is no power.
To endure is not enough – perseverance is called for, especially if this is all we get and it can only speed up from here.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
From Stuff White People Like
"While you would assume that most white people smoke weed between 14-28 (and act as though they are the first generation to do so), the reality is that white people smoke weed well into old age. They also smoke weed with their kids! This is not a joke. White people love weed so much that they consider it a ‘gift’ to share with their kids. Leading to a generation that was not allowed to watch Power Rangers, but was allowed to toke up."
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Message for the Politi Bureau of Paper Poncho
Obama should have pulled out Jesus after McCain went on about America being the greatest good in the world. That would have been epic and would have won my vote. And "What do you mean, THAT ONE?" Someone needs to tell that honky to shut up.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
OMG INTERTRONZ
I suppose a decent amount of time has elapsed since the last time I wrote for this blog. While I like to keep a good thing going, the party has got to stop some time, so I chose now. And I don’t have much at all to say.
My roommates bought a kitten. Adorable.
It amazes me how many kids who dumpster dive are straight edge. They’re probably liars. Finding Buddha has been more a struggle than it should be. Persevere.
I really like my Environmental Studies class. Too bad I’ll never be able to get through the science to get into Huxley. Guess I should’ve joined Rugby and D-bagged out.
I can’t wait to watch the VP debate tonight with a bunch of politic nerds. But I’d rather join a punk rock band and make a hell of a lot of noise.
Those last few weeks down south I wanted to get back up here so badly, but this isn’t the sanctuary I remembered.
My roommates bought a kitten. Adorable.
It amazes me how many kids who dumpster dive are straight edge. They’re probably liars. Finding Buddha has been more a struggle than it should be. Persevere.
I really like my Environmental Studies class. Too bad I’ll never be able to get through the science to get into Huxley. Guess I should’ve joined Rugby and D-bagged out.
I can’t wait to watch the VP debate tonight with a bunch of politic nerds. But I’d rather join a punk rock band and make a hell of a lot of noise.
Those last few weeks down south I wanted to get back up here so badly, but this isn’t the sanctuary I remembered.
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