Shizanizzled
"Our minds must be conflicting because you say plague of snakes and all I hear is Easter bunny, Easter bunny, Easter bunny." - Meatwad
After two consecutive weeks of having a house full of visiting family members, I'm ready to get back to normal.
Well, crap.
"Normal" sucks, too. In fact, there's just too much 'normal.'
These pretzels are making me very thirsty.
What do I want?
I want Stacey to come home and say "I love my job" every day.
I want the bank who controls my Visa account to call and say, "Hey, we're going to just cover the remaining balance on your bill."
I want weathermen on TV to giggle like little girls when a hurricane forms (heck, they practically do that anyway).
I want Publix to sell that KC Masterpiece honey mustard that you can't get anywhere anymore. And Tombstone BBQ chicken pizzas. Those, too.
I want the fan on my laptop to quit buzzing.
I want to play Halo 2 instead of watching Law and Order...again.
I want to surround myself with smily, happy people. I want to sing "kum-bay-freakin'-yah." Crap, I miss being naive...singing in the youth choir and actually liking it because I was attracted to Allison M. who also sang in the choir and my hormones convinced me that youth choir could be cool if you were there if SHE was there. Wow, that was a good summer...
*Seriously* (I guess)...I want to just wake up and be okay with the fact that the world is indeed crappy, but so what because there's not much I can do to change it. It's not delusion I want. It's altered perception. Drug-free altered perception.
Basically, all I care about is whether or not my faith, my friendships, my life mission, and hobbies (like my fetish for Sci-Fi shows) will remain intact EVEN if things seem to spiral out of control at times. THEN, life would be alright by me. After all, every war movie I've ever watched has taught me that the best relationships, understandings, etc. are formed under 'fire,' if you will, and that our greatest appreciation for life can occur in the midst of 'hell.'
Funny how delusion and faith can seem interchangeable from an outside perspective.
But I choose 'faith.' You can call it what you want.
Okay...that's it.
No more watching Aqua Teen Hunger Force then contemplating the meaning of life.
Frylock: "He needs his brain or else he's just going to float around saying, 'Do what now?'"
Meatwad: "Do what now?"
After two consecutive weeks of having a house full of visiting family members, I'm ready to get back to normal.
Well, crap.
"Normal" sucks, too. In fact, there's just too much 'normal.'
These pretzels are making me very thirsty.
What do I want?
I want Stacey to come home and say "I love my job" every day.
I want the bank who controls my Visa account to call and say, "Hey, we're going to just cover the remaining balance on your bill."
I want weathermen on TV to giggle like little girls when a hurricane forms (heck, they practically do that anyway).
I want Publix to sell that KC Masterpiece honey mustard that you can't get anywhere anymore. And Tombstone BBQ chicken pizzas. Those, too.
I want the fan on my laptop to quit buzzing.
I want to play Halo 2 instead of watching Law and Order...again.
I want to surround myself with smily, happy people. I want to sing "kum-bay-freakin'-yah." Crap, I miss being naive...singing in the youth choir and actually liking it because I was attracted to Allison M. who also sang in the choir and my hormones convinced me that youth choir could be cool if you were there if SHE was there. Wow, that was a good summer...
*Seriously* (I guess)...I want to just wake up and be okay with the fact that the world is indeed crappy, but so what because there's not much I can do to change it. It's not delusion I want. It's altered perception. Drug-free altered perception.
Basically, all I care about is whether or not my faith, my friendships, my life mission, and hobbies (like my fetish for Sci-Fi shows) will remain intact EVEN if things seem to spiral out of control at times. THEN, life would be alright by me. After all, every war movie I've ever watched has taught me that the best relationships, understandings, etc. are formed under 'fire,' if you will, and that our greatest appreciation for life can occur in the midst of 'hell.'
Funny how delusion and faith can seem interchangeable from an outside perspective.
But I choose 'faith.' You can call it what you want.
Okay...that's it.
No more watching Aqua Teen Hunger Force then contemplating the meaning of life.
Frylock: "He needs his brain or else he's just going to float around saying, 'Do what now?'"
Meatwad: "Do what now?"
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