resolute.
So I work at Hollywood Video now.
My first real day, after about three of nothing but paperwork, will be this tuesday.
ooooh exciting! only not...
It was exactly the kind of place I didn't want to work, but it's better than fucking vons or some shit.
I had ten shots on the fourth of july, and then I passed out. It kinda sucked.
Mason was down that weekend though, which was awesome. That weekend was what my last summer at home should have been like. My best friends, and my girlfriend and we're all just hanging out with cool people and having a great time.
Now Bonus is in LA, Mason in Moneterey, Zak is in Alameda, Katie works, and now so will I. I like hanging out with Daren and Erik, but sometimes it seems we're on different wavelengths because we just hang out with different people, and do different things.
Meh. I only care when I think about it. I just need to not think about lame shit.
I have been watching a lot of movies lately. It's pretty sweet.
It feels like I am updating more out of habit then actual desire to write something of my current situation for people to use as their offhanded entertainment.
I want to do a few things, but they require time and money and planning (seperately) two of which I don't have and one which I am incapable of.
Why has our generation been so warped by the media and entertainment industry that it has become virtually impossible for us to be able to find any beauty or power in art? Art is so beautiful and comes in so many forms and contexts and we recognize nothing. Our emotions do not budge when we are faced with the most gorgeous works, not because we don't want them to, but because the world has handicapped us and render us desensitized to anything with any substance. It's fucking sad.
I am going to the Birch Aquarium with my sister and my Love tomorrow. To see nature's art and to see what I can be stirred into feeling when I see creatures from a place on earth I may never visit in my lifetime. When you think about it, a lifetime is so short, and we're wasting it on some stupid bullshit.
We don't go to enough aquariums and bead stores with kids to see what they can show us and teach us. We don't show the people why and how much we love them. We need to take an evening off to make a meal together and sit by a pond and eat it together. We need to tell the friends that we won't see everyday, why it sucks that we won't see them, and make them a CD of everything they remind you of. And everyone takes the people they see everyday for advantage... and it's something so easy to change. Everything is easy to change.
Here's to change.
My first real day, after about three of nothing but paperwork, will be this tuesday.
ooooh exciting! only not...
It was exactly the kind of place I didn't want to work, but it's better than fucking vons or some shit.
I had ten shots on the fourth of july, and then I passed out. It kinda sucked.
Mason was down that weekend though, which was awesome. That weekend was what my last summer at home should have been like. My best friends, and my girlfriend and we're all just hanging out with cool people and having a great time.
Now Bonus is in LA, Mason in Moneterey, Zak is in Alameda, Katie works, and now so will I. I like hanging out with Daren and Erik, but sometimes it seems we're on different wavelengths because we just hang out with different people, and do different things.
Meh. I only care when I think about it. I just need to not think about lame shit.
I have been watching a lot of movies lately. It's pretty sweet.
It feels like I am updating more out of habit then actual desire to write something of my current situation for people to use as their offhanded entertainment.
I want to do a few things, but they require time and money and planning (seperately) two of which I don't have and one which I am incapable of.
Why has our generation been so warped by the media and entertainment industry that it has become virtually impossible for us to be able to find any beauty or power in art? Art is so beautiful and comes in so many forms and contexts and we recognize nothing. Our emotions do not budge when we are faced with the most gorgeous works, not because we don't want them to, but because the world has handicapped us and render us desensitized to anything with any substance. It's fucking sad.
I am going to the Birch Aquarium with my sister and my Love tomorrow. To see nature's art and to see what I can be stirred into feeling when I see creatures from a place on earth I may never visit in my lifetime. When you think about it, a lifetime is so short, and we're wasting it on some stupid bullshit.
We don't go to enough aquariums and bead stores with kids to see what they can show us and teach us. We don't show the people why and how much we love them. We need to take an evening off to make a meal together and sit by a pond and eat it together. We need to tell the friends that we won't see everyday, why it sucks that we won't see them, and make them a CD of everything they remind you of. And everyone takes the people they see everyday for advantage... and it's something so easy to change. Everything is easy to change.
Here's to change.