January 2nd, 2005

journal

writing, talking, conversing, learning, growing [miraasan]

i used to love everyone wholly, unconditionally and equally. i firmly believed that all men had it in them to attain this perfect state of being where all men truly are equal. i thought they were all good people, just good at different things.

and i'd find these good men who'd love me back. they'd tell me i could be perfect too, and they would help lift me to that plateau. but i would balk and assure all parties involved that i could never be that perfect; my good would never be good enough.

all men are created equal, except me. i'm shit.

i want perfection in all things, but, with the slightest fear that i cannot attain it, i destroy any chance of it. and, with people, it's no different. they see perfection in me where i see only their eventual disappointment. we argue over who i am, essentially, and i persuade them to agree that i am, in fact, not all that. (who else would argue their imperfections?)

i find i am too literal for much success in this world. they say amazing, perfection, the best and they mean pretty damn good, still fucked up, but still the least fucked up in my life at the moment. and i know that's what they mean, but that other part of me begs for literal translations, because we both know no one is perfect (and me least of all).

can i break a 22-year bad habit? can i learn to just try and see? maybe i won't attain perfection, but i certainly won't end up any worse off than the failures i'm ensuring now. i mean, that's what people do. they try for a while. if it works, they try some more. if it doesn't, they try harder or give up. but, shit, at least they try.

i will never be perfect, but, if i tried, i could probably be pretty good.
sqeez

yummy down on this

i fear i could not have survived in a time before microwaves.
FYI: milk boils pretty dang fast and stinks when it burns.

i'm going to pick up my scholarship today, which is cool because then i can 1) pay my rent and B) buy my book for next semester. it's really cool that i only have to one book this go around. it's not so cool that it's $100.

found plasticstripper today. ahh... the secret lives we lead.

guess i forgot to turn comments off on this thing whenever i said i would. i'm glad. they're good for laughs. thanks guys!

i've been really funny the past couple of days. i wish i were funny like that all the time. plus, i wish i could remember all the funny things i said so i could repeat them. oh! here's something funny kradams said while we were waiting for the movie to start last week:

joe, have you ever played ninja garden for xbox?
uhh. no... do you mean ninja gaiden?

everytime i think about that conversation i imagine silly, little, pixelated ninjas (think karate champ) karate chopping the ground and planting a quaint, little vegetable garden. it's pretty cute.
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