QotD: Celebrational Muppetational!
Who is your favorite Muppet? Why?
QotD submitted by knitwitology.vox.com.
Muppets are pretty awesome, I must say. My checks have muppets on them: Miss Piggy, Kermit, Animal, and Fozzie Bear. I have no idea if I spelled that last one right... In any case, I always thought Anima was pretty cool, what with his drum playing and general craziness and uncontrollability and all that. Miss Piggy is just annoying most of the time. Kermit can be neat though too, after all he plays the banjo, and he's green.
I think somewhere along the line I fell off the "choose to make your life happy" train that I was on for a while. I wonder how I can get back on that? Oh yeah, I know: choose. Sometimes I just forget, but obviously the status quo isn't working. I decided I'm going to keep a running tab of the little things I get "talks" from my parents about each day. Perhaps I'll post it at some point, I'm sure it will be interesting. In any case, I know they're right, but hearing it from them just makes me depressed, and to not want to do anything.
Aside from the general melancholy feeling, today wasn't a bad day. The storm and darkness this morning was kind of cool. I got up reasonably early (9:15ish) and then proceeded to not do much before going to work at noon. (eat breakfast, shower, check email, make food to take to work, eat a little lunch, play piano). Then when I got back I talked to my mom, checked out my brother's new computer (a little jealous, I must admit), started laundry (which reminds me I need to go put things in the dryer...), played clarinet and a little piano (clarinet was depressing), and did about an hour's worth of work for Dad.
Resolutions: (which I seem to be making to myself daily)
workout regularly
practice clarinet every day (or at least 5-6 days/week) and figure out how to learn that darn Stravinsky monster of a piece
get Dad's work done without him chiding me
take care of things at home so Mom doesn't get on my case
try not to hate going to work so much
not be depressed by my lack of friends to hang out with/time to do it
eat healthily (or just healthy?)
finish cleaning the basement (I know, this should have been done MONTHS ago)
start packing/figuring out what I need/aquiring things for moving back to school
Which, on a side note, I can not WAIT to go back to. Counterintuitive, I know.
I think that sometimes, when I'm at my most sarcastic, I write the best, or how I really want to sound.
I really miss my friends, and wish there was some way to express how grateful I am to have them, and to tell them how much I appreciate and love them, and wish that I could fix all their hurts and share all their joys.
I think that's enough for tonight. I can feel myself getting more crabby and hungry (read: tired) so I should probably go to bed.