I read this today...

...and it struck me:

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If recollecting were forgetting,
Then I remember not.
And if forgetting, recollecting,
How near I had forgot.
And if to miss, were merry,
And to mourn, were gay,
How very blithe the fingers
That gathered this, Today!

The sun came out

Finally after a week of snow and rain and nasty days tha sun came out. It makes sucha big difference to have some light. I really don't understand how people live here their whole lives. I guess since you don't know any better why not?

feeling better

I am feeling better. still im not feeling well. I felt well enough to get in the car and grab my books form the law school. Im not sure I feel well enough to do work though. My head feels like it is about to explode and the sckin on my skull is tender all over. Just the slightest touch on my head makes it throb. Oh, alex looked up the symptoms for food poisoning and for the stomach flu and there is no real way for us to know if we had one or the other. At least we went by the restaurant and told them that we had not felt well after eating there. I wonder if we should have called the health department though.

Food Poisoning

Ungh... I spent pretty much all of last night vomiting and crapping. I had some chinese food and it fucked me up. Alex and Marco also suffered through the food poisoning. Everyone was puking all night long and now we are all felling terrible. I never want to eat again.

Don't fuck with a pregnant couple

I sent an IM being silly to my friend about his life being turbulent now that his wife is pregnant and how pregnancies are always crazy times. Boy did it get it. THey had some crazy test. and they were afraid the kid had spina bifida for like two days. The kid is fine though. still dont fuck with a pregnant couple.

More on the levity of being

not really.

I hate when people have no fucking clue about what they are talking about but demand that you take them seriously. And of course living in this age of relativism everyone feels entitled to their retarded opinion. While I believe in being respectful of other cultures and modes of thought I simply am not in favor of suffering idiots and their idiotic notions.

I hate being told that simply because I am not willing to admit that someone else might have a point in what s/he is saying it means that I am deceiving myself and being too emotional. Why should I have to rest and ponder on something that just is wrong? Someone walks out the door and tell you that it is raining but it clearly isn't then you don't have to sit and stare at the sky to see if there are any drops of water on the horizon. It just isn't raining you crazy nut.

Opaque Inner Life

Sometimes you meet someone and you see how their inner life is composed of hit and miss observations that are based on nothing. You feel sorry for them, but what are you going to do about it? They are never going to be able to gain some clarity. Their emotions, intentions, and desires remain opaque to themselves. These are persons who cannot for their life deal with their shadow. That's just to messy for them.

Nieve, Snow, Schnee

Man is it snowing. This place is ridiculous. Snow everywhere. On the ground and in the air.

I miss the warm weather and living in a place where goign out does not involve seven layers of clothes.

Addiction (Revisited)

My son is addicted to Sponge Bob Square Pants and it is totally my fault. He even sings the opening song on command. I feel terrible about it. Well actually I dont feel that bad about it. He could like much worse stuff. He used to be addicted to Nightmare before Christmas before that. Today he gave it to me to put on the DVD player so I think he might still have a warm spot for it in his heart.

What bunch of fucking ninies

So Alex bought four tickets to go to a show at the magic stick or whatever the name of that bar in detroit is. Now everyone is backing out because they have too much work. blah blah blah. They are taking four classes and bitch about the work every fucking day. It is absurd. I have tons of work too but come on its not like I cant take a night off. People get so caught up in the whole "I have so much work can't do anythign and not feel guilty about it" game that they spend years not doing anything. I know it because I did it in college. I totally wasted 3 1/2 years in that game. THe thing is that you never get shit done either. You just don't go out.

Exercised Yesterday and Today

I did one (1) hour on the elliptical machine yesterday and another hour today. The grad total two thousand calories were burned. Of course I had dinner at Zingerman's last night so that is all for naught. I have to get into shape. I have been out of shape for two years now. This is ridiculous. How can one go from onehundred and fifty pounds (150) to two hundred and fifteen (215) pounds in eight months? Man I must really have been eating a lot.

Day 7 Waiting for Alex to come Pick me up

I went to a poetry workshop today. It was nice to be in a space where people talk about creative endeavors instead of legal nonsense. Still, as usual, there are blowhards and people who are full of themselves. Also people who are way too touchy about being criticized. What are you going to do?

Now I'm waiting for Alex to come pick me up. We are supposed to go out on a date. It should be nice. I am so stressed out though that I can't tell if I will be able to relax enough to actually have fun. I didn't get ANY work done today. That is simply not good at all. I need to get those philosophy papers done or I will go insane. My back is a mess but I am so tense my chiropractor can hardly get any movement out of it.

well it is time to shut the computer off. maybe I'll write more later on (after the date).

its like the entire planet failed kindergarden (still day 6)

Seriously. What the hell is the problem with people? No one wants to share the wealth. If people who make more than 90k a year were taxed on that excess Social Security would be more than fine. But NOOOOOO that would be redistribution of wealth. What fucking empty term. EVERY single transaction of property (real, personal, or intellectual) and/or of services is a redistribution of wealth. The entire system works on redistribution of wealth.

6 days and I still have nothing to write about.

Life. Life is a pain in the ass. It is a set of embarrassments and misses. You measure things but you measure wrong and then you get slapped in the face by your mistake. It is tiring. I guess that's just they way it is. We really are monkeys.

I am addicted (5th Day)

Not to writing in this blog. I am addicted to chocolate covered peanut sundrops from SUNSPIRE. I ate them when I was a kid. Last fall I rediscovered at the Whole Foods. I know I am addicted to them because over Christmas I went to my mom's house and had M&Ms and they simply did not do the job. I needed sundrops.

Day 4

I'm watching a movie instead of doing work. Nothing is worse, more decadent, and less fullfilling than procrastinating. But do I love doing it.

Tres en el dia de los Corazones

Casi se me olvidava escribir algo hoy. Pero quizas debi no haber escrito nada. Es que no tengo nada interesante que decir. Como si tuviese algo interesante que decir en otros momentos. Fuimos Alex, Smoo, y yo a Jefferson Market a comer para celebrar San Valentin. Ahora casi todas las celebraciones las hacemos nosotros tres juntos.

Sunday: Day 2

It is the second day of my blog experiment. I have no idea if I will keep writing. Of course right now no one is actually reading the blog. Still, I imagine at some point someone will notice. Even if not it is always fun talking to myself as if I were talking to someone else.

So I opened my browser and the first thing I see is an article heading that says something along the lines that Cristina Aguilera is getting engaged/married. My first thought was "Why do I care." The next thought was about how 'stars' are always getting married and divorced. That their personal lives are up in front of everyone and that they are such a joke, all these performers get married like ten times. Then for a second I actually felt bad for them. Everything that gives value to normal people's lives is so out of reach to them. We think all their interpersonal relations are a joke. We assume that they don't care about the people they marry, but rather they just like the attention. I'm sure this is true of many if not most of celebrities. Still, wouldn't it suck if no one ever gave you the benefit of the doubt? Then I realized I was getting upset about the plight of the rich and famous. Ha ha ha.

Sabado

De nuevo estoy aquí tratando de escribir lo que debía haber escrito durante las vacaciones de invierno. Honestamente no se cual es mi problema. Siempre trato de escribir pero me siento por horas y no escribo nada. Estos ensayos de filosofía son imposibles de escribir. Siento como si los tuviese que sangrar gota a gota. O quizás como si tuviese que darlos a luz.