Its friday night, I should be at the stunna shades party but I just don't feel it. I'd rather be sitting on a comfortable couch, listening to good ol, Chris Thile, (everybody, look into this guy. Hes amazing. Its some sweet folk and blue grass music.) There is a warm brown blanket sitting in the corner all alone by itself; I better go give it some company. (oh man this music is bliss) Talk about comfort, my tea is steaming, the music's soothing, the lighting is just right, its cold outside but inside the blanket feels like heaven. I enjoy this. I fear that this blog may be incredibly long because I could sit here in this situation for hours. I think that going out and partying it up and being social all the time is so very over rated. But maybe this is because I have the option of goind to a party that I feel this way. What if I had no outlet to do anything social at all? Would I still value this time or would I be wishing that I could get out and go to parties? I don't really know. All i know right now is that this right here is better than most things. I say most things because there are somethings in life that are better than this... maybe i'll list them off...
1) Praising the God in Heaven is better than this...
2) Being loved by my family is better than this...
3) Swinging in a hammock at night in hawaii when the stars are out and a tropical breeze is brushing against your skin is better than this...
4) Living in Hobbiton is probably better than this...
5) I'm almost certain that sailing to an unknown island in the tropics with crystal clear water lapping against the side of the boat and the sails full of the light air is better than this....
6) Relaxing on the lake after a session of epic waterskiing and wakeboarding is better this...
the list could go on...
hmmmm, do you know what I just did? I just used some form of psychology on myself to realize what I really enjoy in this life. If what i'm doing right now is one of my favorite things, then the things that are better than this must be amazing. If you want to realize what is amazing in your life all you have to do is think about something that you really enjoy doing and then think of all the things that are better than that. neat!
I feel like writing is great therapy. you can find out some things that are hidden deep down in the unconscous self when you write. especially when you write about whatever in on your mind. I think a little bit of blogging is good for everyone and I would encourage people to hop on the band wagon. even if nobody ever reads what you have to say, there is something therapuetic about getting things out.
I just erased a whole chunk of my blog. I realized that this is too long. So I am stopping. Right.... now... Okay, for reals, I'm stoppiing. I'm done. I done writing... why are you still reading this... are you still reading this because there are words here for you too read?? I think soooo, get some self control and stop reading. Just because there are words here it doesn't mean that you have to read them. Please stop reading. I'm seriously done. all dunskis. done and doneskis. okay. seriously all done. done now. do me a favor... if you stopped reading up there let me know by leaving a comment. (its a trap) okay. I'm done.
-M
(for reals I'm done)
Friday, January 19, 2007
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M-
HAHAHAHAHAHA
PS- the girls better not be THAT cute or were prolly not gonna come...plus how are u going to take care and give them all the attention they need...way in over your head bro
I stopped! I promise I did. I did NOT read to the bottom where you told me not to. So HA, I win!
Joe
Blah de blah de blah.
I read to the bottom then went back to the top and read again because I thought I missed something.
whelp,
young padawan (An apprentice Jedi who undergoes intensive one-on-one training under a Jedi Knight or Master)
(((Note** I am the jedi master)))
It appears I have trained you well. You may soon be ready to battle Nematode the evil alone. However, do not forsake your brotherhood. Wear the name well and fare well
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