there is something about fall that makes me want to listen to simon and garfunkel. im not sure what it is about them: they're just perfect for the weather and the everything, you know? i cant really think of an occassion for which they would not be the perfect soundtrack: theyre honest, and sexy and depressing and curious and so happy and they just make you want to sing along. its weird how music reminds me so much of some things. i was digging through the cds last week to find the S&G and i found a few cds that i just remembered being so good, and i said hey, i should listen to those. but i did, and they just reminded me so much of places where i am not and feelings and situations that are not the feelings and situations of the moment, that even though its good music, i just had no desire to listen to it. bleh. but then, i found the S&G and then i found fall out boy [and the killers, and jimmy eat world and the shins and weezer and stuff] and my cd player and i have had a very happy week. thats fall music if ive ever heard it. and its happy.
there are so many freaking squirrels in my yard at any one time, that i wouldnt even feel bad about running over some of them. normally i would, but its just getting ridiculous. and also, the other day, i thought i saw a mouse when i was walking into my house. and i admit: i screamed. because, i am terribly, ridiculously afraid of mice, and if it actually had been a mouse, i would have actually moved out of my house. the end. but it turned out to just be a chipmunk, so i am still living in my house.
i was thinking about hands the other day, because i really like hands. hands are important, and i like people with good hands and i want to have good hands myself. but theres this girl in my class and she has those kind of manicured nails that are really long and fancy and each nail has some crazily intricate design on it. and i just really dont understand the practicality of this. ooh, and get this: the really crazy ones plan for their nails to match what they will be wearing and things. and i just have issues with that. i mean, who the freaking heck is coordinated enough to tell the manicurist what to do to you nails so they match what you will wear 6 days from now? [unless its specified dress, like a wedding where you already know these kinds of things.] goodness, im lucky if i know what im wearing when i walk out the door. but anyway, so these women have these crazy long designed on the nails and then they cant move or write or type or clean or touch anything except for their lipliner and figi water. and why on earth would you pay that much to not be able to move your hands that much.
and i dont know, it may just be that ive never had a really good manicure and so i dont know quite what im missing, but i still think that the women have the most beautiful hands when they are normal looking, but pretty and well-cared for, you know? same with boys. good boy hands are ones that are strong, and used for things and stuff. not that idle hands are a devils playground, exactly, but something.
i still maintain the opinion that balance is terribly important, but im often finding that a hard line to find. there are so many things that seem like complete opposites:
contentment v. living a full life
doing whats right v. doing whats fun
idealistic things v. realistic things
fashion v. comfort
being loved v. serving
i dont know how to balance these things. and other things too, but i forget what they are. i guess thats the beauty of english-majoring: at least i can give them a name
im finding out that a lot of things are not only an exercises in loving people, but also there are many exercises in being loved. and that is harder than it seems, sometimes.
sometimes, i wish that i could be a conglomeration of everyone i like. and sometimes i wish you were a different conglomeration of everyone else i like, too. but no. we are who we are, and its dumb to ask for different.
the gospel is real [surprisingly enough, i think.]
tonight i learned to read a different language. it was a modified arabic script.
this is what i learned to read:
my tie.
i tie my tie.
i might tie my tie.
i might tie my tie too tight.
i dont think im good at learning to read in completely foreign languages. i kept using my english and i was just repeating in my head over and again while i was learning it: see dick. see dick and jane. see dick and jane run. see dick and jane run fast. but either way, it was pretty weird.
also, the other day i think i found something that i might want to do with my life [for a while] and things. its the first thing that has caught my interest in forever, so im kindof excited about it, but maybe ill be horrible at it. and ive been assured that its hard. so i dont know. but maybe.! details to come when i have more details to give.
also, im coming to jackson in like a week or something., so if youre there still, we should hang out. im not actually planning on sleeping when im there, so i have time to 1) see everyone i want to see and 2) eat everywhere i want to eat. it will be fun.
so much to say.
also, there are some new darkchocolate m&ms available that are simply exquisite, as far as m&ms go. they come highly reccommended by me. i think im addicted.
and: the second.
i dont actually know whats going on here. but thats not a surprise, i think.
currently playing: simon and garfunkel // tales from new york
Posted 9/25/2006 9:48 PM -
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