Mixed Moss

Right now the thing I want the most (besides a job) is to like/love other people– all other people– so much that when I am talking to them, i am more interested in their opinions and their point of view than in my own.

OK, I have to post something about this.
http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/08/23/robertson.chavez.1534/index.html
http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/08/23/robertson.chavez/index.html
http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/08/24/robertson.chavez/index.html
Arg!!! This makes me so mad. Doesn’t he realize that everytime he says stuff like that (or George Bush either, for that matter) they are recruiting another big bunch of people into the “anti-U.S.-arrogance” movement? No wonder terrorist keep trying to bomb us. I presume that their intentions […]

You know that glowing sort of color you get when the sun is setting redly and its dying light falls slant-wise across a creamily painted building? If souls have a color, I think that warm, rosy color is it.

This song is almost as romantic as the previously posted, “Soup on a Stick” (by Brak).
Annie’s Song
By John Denver
You fill up my senses
Like a night in the forest
Like the mountains in springtime
Like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert
Like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses
Come fill me again
Come let me […]

So I went on that retreat this week-end. It was totally awsome. I discovered things about myself that have been holding me back…making me be a person I don’t want to be (or do I?)…and I’ll never achieve some of the things I want to achieve in life until I deal with them. And God […]

So I was gone all week-end and when I got back I fould that Eric had made good on his bribe of a few weeks ago…if I would sing at Focus he would get my roommates and I a box of chocolate. Esther Price is surely as beautiful a woman as her Biblical namesake!
I love […]

What might have been, had William Shakespeare lived long enough to frequent the Roller Skating Rink.
O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke.
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! […]

For those of you wondering “How the job hunt is going,” it’s still going. Which ought to be enough of an answer in and of itself. Had an interview with Starbucks today. Keeping my fingers crossed. At this point I just need something to pay the rent.
In other news, Steph got a new cell phone […]

Numbers 1-16 of this are lifted almost straight out of a fabulous light-summer-reading sort of book called “Olivia Joules and the Over-active Imagination.” The rest are two parts me, one part Coco Chanel, one part Garden State and one part Ralph Waldo Emerson.
1) Never panic. Stop, breathe, think.
2) No one is thinking about you. Theyre […]

Girls often complain that guys don’t understand them. Well, I’ll expect a guy to understand me when I get me figured out…sometimes I don’t get myself at all and I think its awfully unfair to ask them to make sense of things if not even I can.