So evidently, there are three hurtling towards us at the speed of light. It seems like the worst of them will probably miss us, I'm going by what I hear around me as it's a constant topic of conversation. Current events come to me 5th hand, since I never watch the news. My boss passed out these handouts to everyone about what to put in your "Evacuation pack" and how to purify water. I threw them away. He asked me where I was going to go if we had to leave, and I said "I dunno, probably Pennsylvania where I have family." He said "That's pretty far." And I was thinking, shouldn't that be the goal? To be as far from the Shite Storm as possible? But anyway, the bad thing is I cannot MAKE myself worry about it. When I was little kid I went through a long period where I worried about EVERYTHING. Nuclear war, whether I was going to hell, if I was adopted, getting my homework done, my evil 5th grade teacher- really, she was a nun with big, floppy boobs to match her big floppy nose, and she would yell at us calling us horrible and selfish. She would make dollar signs all over the board while telling us we were greedy, chalk dust and spit flying. She'd throw our books on the floor, and make you stand with your face smashed up against the blackboard if you had our face too close to it while you were writing on it. She taught us the "I love me" song, let me know if you're unfamiliar with that one. My worries would keep me up nights and make me actually physically ill sometimes. I'm not sure when it happened, but I quit worrying, I probably went too extreme in the other direction as a matter of fact. If there's something that should be concerning me and it's something I can control, I deal with it or make a plan to deal with it. If I can't control it, I shove it aside and focus on other things. I've developed a very effective mental block. I won't fret about Hurricane Hannah until my white knuckles are gripping the skids of a rescue chopper while my toes are skimming the flood waters that are covering the roof of my house. But that's just me.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
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2 comments:
And that is why we are friends... we balance eachother out. You crack me up crackhead.
btw you can have your playlist start at random places... it is one of the options when you get the html code... if you need more help let me know.
I am listening to headhunter right now... good memories of you stomping all over the dance floor.
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