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Sunday, 26 April 2009

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    Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind (Widescreen Edition)
    By Jim Carrey, Kate Winslet, Tom Wilkinson, Gerry Robert Byrne, Elijah Wood
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    Tired

    I'm tired. When i'm tired all the defenses come down. I don't dumb down my speech for the idiots out there that don't have the equivalent of an eighth grade reading level, i don't really care what you did today especially if your day was bad, nor do i want to hear all your useless banalities that i have to hear from everyone. If you annoy me i will ignore you, if you talk a lot i will walk away because i enjoy silence when i'm tired. If you are my sister and you decide to pick a fight with me then i will verbally rape you because i have no mercy when i am tired especially when it comes to my sister. I think i will just go ahead and broaden that to anyone who picks a fight with me while im tired. Say one argumentative comment and you will be verbally raped.

    On the flip side if im tired and you are nice and you actually have something interesting to bring to the table i will completely go there. Politics, philosophy, religion, anything that will stimulate my brain into action even though im dog tired. Literature, or science perhaps depending on the subject matter. If you are a particular funny person i will laugh until i fall asleep, and i will laugh loud so just be prepared. If you want my personal opinion on anything when im tired don't expect me to make it socially acceptable so as not to hurt your feelings. When im tired i could care less about your feelings or how they are hurt, i will give you the truth. If you can't handle it then that's a learning experience for you.

    What constitutes tired you might ask. Thirty minutes after i wake up and after two AM. Late at night is fine but if i have ever just woken up DO NOT EVER talk to me. Give me thirty minutes and i will be nice to you, answer your stupid questions, pretend to care about what you say, and then go on with whatever was taking place in my mind at the time. In that first thirty minutes im like an active volcano; i could explode at any moment. Saying to wrong thing can be the trigger that could set off the next Pompeii. Once again, however, if you say something worthwhile i will be content to sit there and not talk and give you the dead tired stare, but my brain will be listening and taking it in.

    You know what else sucks when im really tired? My punctuation.

    Laura and Cindy this is not directed to you lol its just general fact about myself. I don't even know if i talk to any of you when im that tired anyway so your are safe.

Wednesday, 01 April 2009

  • Recent Thoughts and Happenings

    Several things have happened in the last two days that i want to write down while they are still fresh in my mind.

    Yesterday i downloaded a sermon by one of my favorite pastors, Mark Driscoll. Many people don't like his way of speaking because they might view it as harsh or abrasive. The reason i like him so much is that he doesn't bandy words, or skirt around the issues that are hard to talk about, he talks about it all. He tells the truth in a world where lies abound, and it is refreshing to my spirit. Sometimes that truth is hard to take in because it points out flaws in myself that i don't necessarily want to deal with. The sermon i listened to yesterday was both refreshing, and hard to hear, because it was about men. It disgusts me when i look at men today, including myself, and how far we have fallen. We were known for our character, but now we are known only as pigs. We went from men of character to pigs. How did this happen? Why are men letting this happen? Why aren't women more outraged than they are already? Pastor Mark shares this outrage in the sermon I mentioned previously. He gives several examples of the different types of men. Not all men fit into these categories, but some fit them perfectly. Other men take several characteristics from different categories and create their own category. The point is, this entire sermon hit me like a ton of bricks. I am not saying that i am a terrible man or that I am a rotten excuse for a human being, but when compared to the kind of man Jesus Christ was, I fall incredibly short. Mark Driscoll made many good points in this sermon and these past two days has made me seriously consider what kind of man I am. Am I a man of character, or am I a pig? Do I deserve the respect of others, or have I given reason to be not respected?

    Today was pretty interesting due to one fact ... I almost died. It has recently rained here so roads were slick. I was driving home from a friends house, and yes i realize i am an idiot, but i was driving around 70mph on some curvy roads in the backwoods. I come around a corner and kind of feel it getting out of control so I ease on the brake to slow down a bit, but when i do all hell breaks loose. I tap the brakes and the tail of my car skids to the left, so i turn the wheel the other way.(I realize that you are supposed to turn into the skid but my mind was not really on safety rules and tips from drivers ed) then my car skids the complete opposite way off the road and into a pasture. Now i am on grass and really sliding. I am still cutting the wheel away from the skid and then my car is just skidding sideways. I am in the drivers seat looking straight, both hands on the wheel and my car is skidding horizontally to the left. My car was sliding on all four wheels SIDEWAYS, at like 50mph.(I am actually suprised at how well i handled it considering i could have wrecked my car and killed myself) In my mind the only thought that crossed my mind was, non-chalantly I might add, i really hope that my car doesn't flip ..... that would suck. Fortunately my car didn't flip and after about thirty yards of the sideways slide my car finally stopped. After taking a second to collect my thoughts i turned around, got back on the road, and continued home.

    Grateful to be alive and well, i now give my regards to my two faithful readers, Laura and Cindy, thanks for reading. Perhaps if anyone else decides to take a view of my most recent blog article they will find enjoyment in it. It is 1:48 in the morning so now i will take myself downstairs to my bed and enjoy sweet unconsciousness.
    -aliasmilo

Sunday, 29 March 2009

  • Currently
    Fables From a Mayfly: What I Tell You Three Times is True
    By Fair to Midland
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    When i moved to Georgia i started going to this church called the Summit. Later i found a church in Athens that was a little more my style to go to in the mornings but i still go to Summit on Sunday nights. Recently, however, they have gotten the nasty habit of NEVER TELLING ME WHEN THEY HAVE CHURCH ON SUNDAY NIGHT AND ITS F#$&IN PISSIN ME OFF ... anyways ... recently, as in the last three or four months they have not had church off and on and never seem to have the courtesy to tell me. i have asked if they would be so kind as to notify me when they decide to cancel it so i don't have to drive TWENTY FREAKIN MINUTES FOR NOTHING. after i showed up at church and no one was there i went over to a friends house (who happens to go to this church) and did absolutely nothing for the longest time. so i decided to come home and create this xanga per Ms. Laura Graef's instructions. Thanks you Laura Graef for giving me an instrument to vent my anger and frustration at whatever instituion, person, or happening seems to make me mad, happy, or sad at the time.

    Blogging is fun lol
    (first time blogger)

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