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Friday January 13, 2006 at 10:59 am
I always think, “I can do that…”
But if that’s the case, then, why haven’t I done it?
After reading a great book, I always think, “I could do this, I could write a book.”
After eating a great dish at a restaurant I think, “This would be easy to cook”
When I see clothes I like, knit items that are cute, most crafty things, I think … “I could make that.”
And it’s true. I’ve written a novella length story, so I know I
could do more. I cook great dishes all the time. I
even make my own clothes sometimes, and knit. Once I wanted to
make a print for a shirt, so I learned how to create stencils and roll
paint I did it.
I bake cookies and cakes. I even learned how to decorate cakes the way you see them do it on TV.
… But I’ve never, ever, through all my half-hearted trying, been able to hit the type of quality that I seek within myself.
From myself I expected the next great American novel.
I expected to surpass the Iron Chefs on my first try.
I want to make clothes people only dream of.
I want to make cakes and bake cookies the way they do on Food Network challenges.
I want to knit things that make publishers scramble to have the rights to the patterns.
…And when I’m working feverishly on whatever it is I may be obsessed
with at the time… I think, yes, this might be my calling..I might be
able to become an expert at this!…. I lose interest and move onto
something new.
How do people get that spark, that
resolve that makes them work so hard at one thing and become so amazing
at one thing that everyone acknowledges their talent? Where does
it come from… and how do I get it for myself?
On another note… I just started writing the next Great American Novel, so y’all better watch yourselves.
Friday January 13, 2006 at 09:48 pm
I always think, “I can do that…”
But if that’s the case, then, why haven’t I done it?
After reading a great book, I always think, “I could do this, I could write a book.”
After eating a great dish at a restaurant I think, “This would be easy to cook”
When I see clothes I like, knit items that are cute, most crafty things, I think … “I could make that.”
And it’s true. I’ve written a novella length story, so I know I
could do more. I cook great dishes all the time. I
even make my own clothes sometimes, and knit. Once I wanted to
make a print for a shirt, so I learned how to create stencils and roll
paint I did it.
I bake cookies and cakes. I even learned how to decorate cakes the way you see them do it on TV.
… But I’ve never, ever, through all my half-hearted trying, been able to hit the type of quality that I seek within myself.
From myself I expected the next great American novel.
I expected to surpass the Iron Chefs on my first try.
I want to make clothes people only dream of.
I want to make cakes and bake cookies the way they do on Food Network challenges.
I want to knit things that make publishers scramble to have the rights to the patterns.
…And when I’m working feverishly on whatever it is I may be obsessed
with at the time… I think, yes, this might be my calling..I might be
able to become an expert at this!…. I lose interest and move onto
something new.
How do people get that spark, that
resolve that makes them work so hard at one thing and become so amazing
at one thing that everyone acknowledges their talent? Where does
it come from… and how do I get it for myself?
On another note… I just started writing the next Great American Novel, so y’all better watch yourselves.
Thursday January 12, 2006 at 11:04 am
Whoever said “it all evens out in the end”…
Was just kidding themselves.
I mean, really, how many people
here personally know someone who’s ridiculously good looking, rich,
smart and is a great person to boot? ::Raises hand:: I actually
know 3-4 people like that.
I know this sounds horrible, but it makes me feel better when I see
a good looking rich person who is a stupid bitch. Because,
really, that person doesn’t “have it all”.
..Because no matter how much stuff you have, if you’re a stupid bitch, you’re a stupid bitch.
No, my gripe is with the good looking, rich, smart AND nice people. Honestly, they’re great… No doubt about it.
The only thing is that I look at them sometimes and I think… “Life
isn’t fair.” How is it that someone can be born bestowed with so
many gifts in life? Not just riches, but intelligence and
personality as well… While others are born as destitute, ugly
assholes.
In these cases, my belief in karma and reincarnation becomes boosted
up a little. I mean, really, how else can you explain why we
start our lives at such uneven footing?
For those of you who believe in God and one single life — how do you explain why life is so ill-balanced?
Is life really this unfair… or does it really even out in the end?
P.S. Chris Choi is right… best blond joke ever.
Wednesday January 11, 2006 at 10:28 am
I’m not the kwisatz haderach…
…but most of the time I know what’s going to happen as the result of my actions.
Why is it that so many times even if I know something bad happen as a result of something I do, I can’t stop myself from doing it? It’s not as if the adverse affect of my action isn’t forseeable… at times it’s even on my mind as I’m in the act of doing whatever it is I’m doing… But I do it anyways.
Things like… Drugs, gossip, shit talking, binge drinking, shopping too much, not paying my bills, leaving shit in the fridge until it rots…
Sure, they’re not all on the same level of rotteness, but regardless the result is always the same: the action or inaction comes back to me, and I am unhappy as a result of it.
At least one action that is guaranteed to make me happy.
However temporarily… 
Why do we do things that are bad for us, even though we fully know what the result will be?
Tuesday January 10, 2006 at 11:31 am
I hate azns. Not Asians. A.z.N.s.
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Tuesday January 10, 2006 at 11:30 am
Was just kidding themselves. I mean, really, how many people
here personally know someone who’s ridiculously good looking, rich,
smart and is a great person to boot? ::Raises hand:: I actually
know 3-4 people like that.
I know this sounds horrible, but it makes me feel better when I see
a good looking rich person who is a stupid bitch. Because,
really, that person doesn’t “have it all”.
..Because no matter how much stuff you have, if you’re a stupid bitch, you’re a stupid bitch.
No, my gripe is with the good looking, rich, smart AND nice people. Honestly, they’re great… No doubt about it.
The only thing is that I look at them sometimes and I think… “Life
isn’t fair.” How is it that someone can be born bestowed with so
many gifts in life? Not just riches, but intelligence and
personality as well… While others are born as destitute, ugly
assholes.
In these cases, my belief in karma and reincarnation becomes boosted
up a little. I mean, really, how else can you explain why we
start our lives at such uneven footing?
For those of you who believe in God and one single life — how do you explain why life is so ill-balanced?
Is life really this unfair… or does it really even out in the end?
Tuesday January 10, 2006 at 10:33 am
What’s for donner?
Today, human meat is on the menu.
The Donner party is famous because they chose to eat fallen members
of their party as they braved the Oregon Trail rather than die of
starvation and exhaustion. It’s said that almost all the few that
survived went mad from the traumatic ordeal of eating human flesh.
It wasn’t a game to them.
To most of us the thought of eating another human being is one of
the most disgusting things we can imagine. Books, movies, even pop
culture deals with the terror of cannibalism all the time.
What are vampires, if not a romantisized form of cannibalism?
… but the question looming on my mind is:
Would you do it if you had to?
I don’t know if I would be able to. There are even animals that
make me shudder to eat. Once, while eating a delectible asian treat
that was one of my favorites as a child, I read that whale was used to
create it.
I threw up, and have never been able to eat them since.
However, I wasn’t starving, my life wasn’t on the line, and really,
I’ve never truly known hunger. As horrifying as it sounds, I can’t
bring myself to rule out the possibility that I might succumb to
hunger, even knowing that I might go insane from the guilt later on.
I can’t rule out anything that would happen in such a state of duress.
Especially if it was someone I didn’t know. Especially if they were already dead.
Monday January 9, 2006 at 02:21 pm
Today, human meat is on the menu.
The Donner party is famous because they chose to eat fallen members of their party as they braved the Oregon Trail rather than die of starvation and exhaustion. It’s said that almost all the few that survived went mad from the traumatic ordeal of eating human flesh.
It wasn’t a game to them.
To most of us the thought of eating another human being is one of the most disgusting things we can imagine. Books, movies, even pop culture deals with the terror of cannibalism all the time.
What are vampires, if not a romantisized form of cannibalism?
… but the question looming on my mind is:
Would you do it if you had to?
I don’t know if I would be able to. There are even animals that make me shudder to eat. Once, while eating a delectible asian treat that was one of my favorites as a child, I read that whale was used to create it.
I threw up, and have never been able to eat them since.
However, I wasn’t starving, my life wasn’t on the line, and really, I’ve never truly known hunger. As horrifying as it sounds, I can’t bring myself to rule out the possibility that I might succumb to hunger, even knowing that I might go insane from the guilt later on.
I can’t rule out anything that would happen in such a state of duress.
Especially if it was someone I didn’t know. Especially if they were already dead.
Monday January 9, 2006 at 10:52 am
No really! I’ve been watching “The Flava of Love”, which is like the bachelor, only Flava Flav is the bachelor. [Or as he says it.. the “Black-chelor”] Honestly, it is one of the greatest shows that is on TV right now. Hands down.
Anyways, I kind of left the TV on in the background with that show running, and right after the show they started playing a documentary on Flav, and something immediately caught my ear.
Flava Flav and I HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDAY!
What’s in a birthday?
So, there are people who would say that your date of birth actually means something. That something in the way the stars are aligned blah blah blah…
Seriously, though, is that really true?
After finding out that Flav and I share the same birthday, I became curious as to who else I shared birthdays with… Which brought me to this site… Where you can search by birthdate for celeb names.
I mean, sure Flava Flav and I share differences, but I guess if you really look at it, we’re a bit similar in personality. So, I decided to see if that was true for the rest of the famous people who were born on my birthday.
But no, apparently most people who are born on the same day as me aren’t famous enough for me to know who they are.
With the exception of Kevin Smith and a couple of others, I actually don’t recognize any of the names. A little disappointing… But I really like Kevin Smith, so I guess that makes up for it.
Dogma was one of my favorite movies of all time.
So what do you guys think? Are we moulded by the date that we are born on? Do you believe the superstitions?
Do me, Flava Flav and Kevin Smith share some kind of beautiful destiny?
and… What stars were born on your birthday?
