Treading water....

I feel like I'm stuck in some alternate dimension where there is no up or down. It's like I'm in limbo, just existing. The worst part about it is that I know that just existing isn't what the intention was when I was given my life. Whatever this rut, trance, slump, or what have you is, I need to snap out of it. How can people depend on me if I can't depend on myself? How can I love someone else if I don't love myself? I realize just how good I have it, yet I don't enjoy it or try to improve on it. Not to wish harm on anyone else, but I shouldn't be typing this rubbish. This is for somebody else to write. This just isn't me.

Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool, shootin some b-ball inside of the school

Played basketball with some dudes from work yesterday. Being that I was nauseated by my performance (or lack thereof) at the previous game, I practiced a few times in preparation for yesterday. I felt although I still am not as decent as I was in highschool, that some improvement was shown. Unlike the last time we played, I actually got the ball to go through the hoop on more than one occasion and not over/under it. Granted I missed a few easy shots, but I still had a great time and didn't get too discouraged. I'm off to practice some more now.

Drink two and blog [about] me in the morning

Civil (adj.) -adhering to the norms of polite social intercourse; not deficient in common courtesy

Where do I start? Better yet where do I finish, and when/how do we finish? When people have a history between them, things can be complicated. So a few mixed drinks, a couple of laughs, and the discovery of a misunderstanding (a greeting that I didn't hear in December) later, here I am with more questions than answers. Along with the wave of pleasant feelings came a fierce undertow of dejection. Not too long after I originally began this entry, I made it to shore. Shore in this case was a bar where a few friends were that had a mariachi band performing. Here I am 3 days later feeling vexed, suffering from confusion, and finally finishing this entry. Wired magazine recently featured an article on how brushing your teeth with your non-dominant hand will make you smarter. I couldn't find anything in the issue about how to be wiser....or any ads for time machines for that matter.

While I'm at it....

"A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, and die gallantly.
Specialization is for insects." -Robert Heinlein

"It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees." -unknown

"It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity." -Albert Einstein

"Each place has it's own advantages- heaven for the climate, and hell for the society." -Mark Twain

"I would rather fail in a cause that will ultimately triumph than to triumph in a cause that will ultimately fail." -Woodrow Wilson

"The best way to predict the future is to create it." -Unknown

"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter." -Dr. Seuss

Thought melange

I love driving under bridges while a train is traveling overhead.

The only thing more disturbing than seeing your father laying upside down on a leather chair in his briefs with unopened mail all over him is watching him eat meat off a bone in the backyard the following morning.

My overweight pitbull has at least twenty different nicknames and he's perfected the art of making his farts sound like a human's.

I haven't cried in a very long time.

Alligators can't walk backwards.

How is it that one day I'm in a state of total bliss and another I feel like I'm below the ocean floor?

It drives me crazy when I see anyone wearing a belt miss a loop.

I have friends in jail, some for murder.

Sometimes I don't go outside for days at a time.

Apparently my Uncle Pat is moving to South Carolina :(

Paris Hilton is nauseating.

Can someone please explain to me what an "18 hour" bra is?!

People either love me or hate me and sometimes it's one then the other.

There's something not right about grown men eating ice cream cones.

My heart holds a tremendous amount of love for a lot of people although I don't always show it.

Television rots your brain.

Is the term "Americanized" a synonym for money hungry and overweight?

There is a lot that I've left out.