550 gerbils confiscated from home
"with so many gerbils to care for, our staff has been stretched to the limit." How true.
hm...(insert 5 minutes of me waiting, wondering what to type so as to convey my concerns but not emotionally incriminate myself too much)...umm...note the end of the previous entry. The notoriously mentioned "somebody" has been invading my thoughts and taking a good portion of them over, not unlike some form of emotional piracy...positive piracy, mind you, as though they're making me walk the plank into a fluffy wonderland or a Scrooge MacDuck-style money vault (for those of you old enough to remember Duck Tales). Good, you say? I'd think so...but this doesn't usually happen to me. Those of you who know me "for real for real," as the kiddies might say, know i'm supremely picky...i've only felt this way three times before, and all three times they turned into my girlfriend...but this is happening more intensely and suddenly than those three ever did. I reckon I'm only typing this much info because that girl isn't on livejournal and won't be able to read this...girls, if you read this and it was about you, would you get weirded out? i need comments. it's been a while since i gave a fuck about the progression of a relationship with a new girl, so i guess i'm trying not to fuck up.
the central conflict in my life now is whether or not to begin studies to become an MD or to practice music, which is the love of my life. Every day that goes by, thanks especially to colin and the aforementioned girl (who shall remain nameless for a minute), i am leaning more and more towards just throwing off the world and following music. It would REALLY disappoint my family (i.e., "WHAT JASON?! You're throwing off medical school to go play MUSIC?!" "um...yeah mom." *insert all manner of discouraging and unintentionally hurtful statements about my prospects and ability here*) buuuut, i don't really give a fuck. When I'm around artists, REAL artists, people who have it in their veins (not just people who write a couple lines in ABAB scheme about a boy or girl and call it "their heart"), when i'm around innovation and creation, I feel at home. I need to seek that out...now if i could only figure out a way to properly break that to the family...
hm...(insert 5 minutes of me waiting, wondering what to type so as to convey my concerns but not emotionally incriminate myself too much)...umm...note the end of the previous entry. The notoriously mentioned "somebody" has been invading my thoughts and taking a good portion of them over, not unlike some form of emotional piracy...positive piracy, mind you, as though they're making me walk the plank into a fluffy wonderland or a Scrooge MacDuck-style money vault (for those of you old enough to remember Duck Tales). Good, you say? I'd think so...but this doesn't usually happen to me. Those of you who know me "for real for real," as the kiddies might say, know i'm supremely picky...i've only felt this way three times before, and all three times they turned into my girlfriend...but this is happening more intensely and suddenly than those three ever did. I reckon I'm only typing this much info because that girl isn't on livejournal and won't be able to read this...girls, if you read this and it was about you, would you get weirded out? i need comments. it's been a while since i gave a fuck about the progression of a relationship with a new girl, so i guess i'm trying not to fuck up.
the central conflict in my life now is whether or not to begin studies to become an MD or to practice music, which is the love of my life. Every day that goes by, thanks especially to colin and the aforementioned girl (who shall remain nameless for a minute), i am leaning more and more towards just throwing off the world and following music. It would REALLY disappoint my family (i.e., "WHAT JASON?! You're throwing off medical school to go play MUSIC?!" "um...yeah mom." *insert all manner of discouraging and unintentionally hurtful statements about my prospects and ability here*) buuuut, i don't really give a fuck. When I'm around artists, REAL artists, people who have it in their veins (not just people who write a couple lines in ABAB scheme about a boy or girl and call it "their heart"), when i'm around innovation and creation, I feel at home. I need to seek that out...now if i could only figure out a way to properly break that to the family...