i know
it's hard to be reconciled
not everything is exactly
the way it ought to be
but please turn around
and step into the future
leave memories behind
enter the land of hope
-zbigniew herbert (polish poet), from A Life
i dont particularly agree with "leave memories behind" but it's beautiful nonetheless
Friday, September 26, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
random find. um re-find?
a goofy guy i once saw live at house of blues. dug up while trying to sort though my laptop. cute.
jim bianco, belong
jim bianco, painkiller
jim bianco, belong
jim bianco, painkiller
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
what i've learned #209348024823
[this will be "twitter"-like for arnold. short but not that short]
there is no such thing as the "right" time... there is right now. and then there is later... which sometimes [not all the time] leads down that scary path of never. and yes, i understand that life is not so generous that it offers such concrete black and white answers... but these options are more or less what we have to work with. whether it be to apply to grad school, to change careers, or fall in love... whatever.
yes, you need a plan. i have no doubt about that. but flexability is what makes a plan actually work. there will never be the perfect moment and conditions will never be ideal. life will always get in the way of your plan. so there is no use in waiting for the "right" time to begin something. life has already begun.
[melvin]
I don’t feel any different?
On your birthday, everyone always asks if you feel any different. As if you are going to wake up on your birthday and suddenly life just FEELS a year older. Your body, your mind, your soul…like poof! Surprise! 25! Do you feel it?
Especially in these “older” years (yes, I know 25 is not OLD, but it IS older) it’s a gradual “hello! You’re aging!”
For example, back ache. Oh, hello 25.
Headache from loud music. Oh, hello 25.
Can’t eat endless amounts of sweets. Oh, hello 25.
Can’t go out too much on week nights. Oh, hello 25.
Obviously I’m joking and generalizing. But I honestly have noticed things in the past year or so that have just jumped out at me like, hello-this-is-your-wake-up-and-feel-older-moment, only it’s not your birthday, it’s every day of your GD life.
I wonder when my metabolism will give me that wake up call that hello, I-no-longer-work-the-way-i-used-to. Gasp.
Well, another year has passed and I’m finally the long awaited two-five. Dreaded by some, welcomed by others…Highly anticipated by myself. Finally, I consider myself an adult. No longer in the middle stage merely hoping to achieve something and become someone. Well, not that I’m quite there yet, but for whatever reason these two numbers just mark something for me. Something special. And it was quite the honor to have celebrated this special birthday with so many of my loved ones. I can barely remember last week (am I getting old? I kid) and I certainly can’t remember my last birthday. But I do have to say, this one feels different and special.
Cheers to the two-five.
Especially in these “older” years (yes, I know 25 is not OLD, but it IS older) it’s a gradual “hello! You’re aging!”
For example, back ache. Oh, hello 25.
Headache from loud music. Oh, hello 25.
Can’t eat endless amounts of sweets. Oh, hello 25.
Can’t go out too much on week nights. Oh, hello 25.
Obviously I’m joking and generalizing. But I honestly have noticed things in the past year or so that have just jumped out at me like, hello-this-is-your-wake-up-and-feel-older-moment, only it’s not your birthday, it’s every day of your GD life.
I wonder when my metabolism will give me that wake up call that hello, I-no-longer-work-the-way-i-used-to. Gasp.
Well, another year has passed and I’m finally the long awaited two-five. Dreaded by some, welcomed by others…Highly anticipated by myself. Finally, I consider myself an adult. No longer in the middle stage merely hoping to achieve something and become someone. Well, not that I’m quite there yet, but for whatever reason these two numbers just mark something for me. Something special. And it was quite the honor to have celebrated this special birthday with so many of my loved ones. I can barely remember last week (am I getting old? I kid) and I certainly can’t remember my last birthday. But I do have to say, this one feels different and special.
Cheers to the two-five.
Monday, September 8, 2008
out-of-hand
sometimes, when you're twentysomething, you drink and get out of hand.
hey, it happens. (see below, ahem, lem)
hey, it happens. (see below, ahem, lem)
Friday, September 5, 2008
Sangria
Hello junior heholahola I must say that my sangria is better. We
don't deal with apples we deal with canned peaches !!!! Hello. Me
is babysitting a corona . It is getting warm. This I gotta admit is
terribly profound.
don't deal with apples we deal with canned peaches !!!! Hello. Me
is babysitting a corona . It is getting warm. This I gotta admit is
terribly profound.
Sent from my iPhone
bubble #2
today at work we were asked to fill out a survey about a logo/brand change with the recent merger of our company and another. it started innocently enough... which department do you work for? how long have you worked here? i began to click away at the multiple choice "bubbles".
click.click.click.clickity.click.
and then came the question. how old are you?
* under 25
* 25 - 34
* 35 - 50
* 50+
note that "under 25" is NOT the same as "25 AND under". i had to read it twice just to make sure i couldn't somehow weasel my way into the first bubble.
hello and welcome to your twentysomethings. also known as your mid to late twenties.... quickly followed by the ever popular thirtysomethings. [gasp.] hang on tight, it's going to be one heck of a ride to 34!
it was like a swift kick in the butt that you're expecting, but that doesn't mean you don't yelp a little when it actually happens. so today is the day i officially, and with some reluctance and a teeny tiny little yelp, got my butt kicked to bubble #2.
oh jeeze.
[melvin]
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
every day is a different day
i don't think this is particular to "twentysomethings" but more a general realization that life goes on. every day is a different day.
last week i was feeling like my whole world was crashing down. i mean, of course i was being dramatic, but i really did feel like WHAT ELSE COULD GO WRONG. and within a few days of the madness, the storm had settled and before i knew it i was in such a better place. it's always like this.
things get bad, then they get better.
and i guess what im taking away from this not-so-new-realization is that next time i'm in a rut, to keep reminding myself that it will get better. and i'll be fine.
just have to get through it.
last week i was feeling like my whole world was crashing down. i mean, of course i was being dramatic, but i really did feel like WHAT ELSE COULD GO WRONG. and within a few days of the madness, the storm had settled and before i knew it i was in such a better place. it's always like this.
things get bad, then they get better.
and i guess what im taking away from this not-so-new-realization is that next time i'm in a rut, to keep reminding myself that it will get better. and i'll be fine.
just have to get through it.
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