archaeology
I was digging through some very old records of the past that I had lying around, and like the unavoidable train wreck of an attention draw that it was, perused the majority of it. Found some humorous things, some surprising things, and generally was impressed with the lack of my understanding of the true past. Stuff that is written is there forever to be looked back on and reinterpreted. It is pleasant to think if I had learned some of that data earlier it would have changed the present, but at the same time, it isn't pleasant at all to think such a thing. And really, none of it would have made that large a difference. Still, if I had ALL of it at my finger tips, who knows what mysteries might be unraveled. Better off not knowing everything. The reality is you shouldn't ever look at the past and mull over how you could have changed it, the only worth while venture is thinking of what you've learned, and how you can apply that in the future.
If I hadn't just spent an hour or so doing that stuff my weekend probably would have been fantastic as a whole with only a few downers. Not to make it sound like I'm only in search of 'happy fun times', but they don't hurt. And no, I won't go in to details on either side, ha, though perhaps I should get back in to the habit of writing a physical journal, because I can unleash all the details there. Oh and they're delicious.
Fallout 3 is coming out in ~26 hours, which should be sweet. I wonder when my hockey game will be this coming week. Halloween is Friday, and I am expecting to break my record of awesome-est Halloween; which is, even now, quite a feat. So october will end. There's a random hockey event on Tuesday that'll be fun, think I'm planning on going to that. Otherwise I need to setup to hang out with some of my extended friends network, get out a bit more. So much I could be doing.
I haven't been going to the gym since I moved, but I have been getting 'hellish' cardio work outs that should help keep me primed to go back.
The first wrong I can trace back to is trying to cause a change in another person that is not a trivial one. Or maybe not even trying, but hoping for it, and thinking it would go away. I'm not going to do that ever again. That's all it boils down to after all the slag is taken away. That was so many years ago I have trouble recalling the date. Apparently I have become a much better person because of the trials though, so I will live with that. Nothing else TO do.
I have been trying to decide whether to double or single space after my periods. I used to double space all the time, and technically it is the right way according to how I was taught. But as a programmer I just see wasted char space. Work has been okay. I get distracted too much, but I do have actual stuff to show for my day, so that's something. Eh, this post is retarded, and long, good night.
Dreams of Lies
If I hadn't just spent an hour or so doing that stuff my weekend probably would have been fantastic as a whole with only a few downers. Not to make it sound like I'm only in search of 'happy fun times', but they don't hurt. And no, I won't go in to details on either side, ha, though perhaps I should get back in to the habit of writing a physical journal, because I can unleash all the details there. Oh and they're delicious.
Fallout 3 is coming out in ~26 hours, which should be sweet. I wonder when my hockey game will be this coming week. Halloween is Friday, and I am expecting to break my record of awesome-est Halloween; which is, even now, quite a feat. So october will end. There's a random hockey event on Tuesday that'll be fun, think I'm planning on going to that. Otherwise I need to setup to hang out with some of my extended friends network, get out a bit more. So much I could be doing.
I haven't been going to the gym since I moved, but I have been getting 'hellish' cardio work outs that should help keep me primed to go back.
The first wrong I can trace back to is trying to cause a change in another person that is not a trivial one. Or maybe not even trying, but hoping for it, and thinking it would go away. I'm not going to do that ever again. That's all it boils down to after all the slag is taken away. That was so many years ago I have trouble recalling the date. Apparently I have become a much better person because of the trials though, so I will live with that. Nothing else TO do.
I have been trying to decide whether to double or single space after my periods. I used to double space all the time, and technically it is the right way according to how I was taught. But as a programmer I just see wasted char space. Work has been okay. I get distracted too much, but I do have actual stuff to show for my day, so that's something. Eh, this post is retarded, and long, good night.
Dreams of Lies