why does coke, when bottled in a small glass container taste so differently, and obviously so much better, than when the same liquid is placed in a tin container or even a plastic container?
unlike other holidays where messages have been lost over the years and replaced by consumer satisfaction, memorial days’ state of amnesia depresses me.
people from times past giving their lives for a chunk of land and dignity. the idea seems peculiar, even asinine to me. nonetheless, the only feeling i feel when i find myself wandering through freshly cut lawns with grey marble stones breaking the surface is that of unquestionable respect. my fairweather patriotism carried on their undaunted, undying shoulders.
marked on a calendar simply as a three day weekend.
3:30 am and my body aches. still neck and shoulders. pain in my lower back. eyes blurry, hands aching. but im not tired. a train in the distance muffled by wind beating off the windows causing the screens to creak and rattle.
in sitting in the living room in front of a TV which is turned off. shoes still on, i never take them off til bedtime. old habit or laziness, you pick one.
i lost my wedding band a while back. one day i just noticed it wasnt on my finger. i have no idea where it went. i dont remember taking it off. i never take it off. i keep saying it will show up. but its two months later now and still no signs. sena jokingly says its an omen. i say its just stupidity.
i never thought i had routines. i thought i was a rather organic person who could change plans on a whim and do something completely random at any given point.
this week, as i try to plan out what i can do this weekend, i realize how untrue that is now. everyday i follow a rather rigid timeline which i didnt even see. im left trying to fill the small spaces between with large projects.
ive decided finishing development on gbook would be a good idea. i have nothing else going right now so ill focus on that launch this weekend.
at least ill try to get all those little bugs fixed and let some more users try it out.
i havent been bowling in a longtime. if someone from cleveland wants to go bowling, let me know. haha, like there are a lot of people from cleveland reading this.
ive realized this may have become a blog, the thing id like most to avoid. sadly, this wasnt my intention. i guess you could call it laziness.
this will be changing. id rather not write at all than give insignificant snippets unconnect and uninteresting.
alise puts on her own shoes. she brushes her own hair. she loves nail polish and DVDs and computers.
she is so big in such a small person.
in many ways, im the exact opposite.
found an old roll of film. i dont even remember shooting it. black and white from a camera i gave away when i moved to chicago.
developed in an hour that which sat for three years.
my teeth hurt and i sold my computers. i have a new laptop, its screamin.
i think everyone should buy an oh, hello shirt or a scribble shirt and then send me a picture and ill put them on a big people site that has just a bunch of people wearing the OH brand of clothing.
like a gap commercial without all the white noise and swagger.
happy, happy day. going to dentist. not as fun as new weezer.
still, new weezer! new weezer!
fun saturday golfing. all-around friends. sena, erin, don, and jeff. playing 18. the girls playing ra-ra.
movie this evening. mummy returns. erin was in the movie, this i didnt know.