zombies

Seriously, why does everything stop on saturday and sunday? I can live with businesses being closed during the most natural human sleep cycle, but during the day? when the sun is bright and shining? More businesses need to realize dropping saturday and sunday from your customer support/shipping/production time means dropping 30% of your week. More people need to wake up and acknowledge their own mortality. Really. Estimate your time of death, figure out how many days you have left. Quit pissing it away. Or at least enjoy how you're pissing it away. Hate your job? Quit. Do something you love, even if it leaves you bankrupt and heartbroken. At least you didn't waste what you were given like everyone else.
screw acceptance.
self realization ftw.

Enlightenment

I hit a speed bump. It slowed me down enough to see I'm heading in the wrong direction. You know how when you learn something substantial, the world either appears less or more magical and wonderous? The optimism of my paradigm generally alternates between rising and falling, but recently, it's been rising much more than falling. I feel very human recently. The fascades the world peel away in my mind. I see things more clearly now.

screw frustration.
knowledge ftw.

whining

I'm slowly moving towards the idea that personal blogs in general are for bitching and whining about whatever you can think of. So, here's me whining.

Shit doesn't go my way all the time...can someone please get to work resolving this issue?

Screw whining.
Whining ftl.

tension

Right now, I'm about as tense I'm capable of handling. I feel like a masterfully crafted suspension bridge. I think I've finally accepted and embraced the beautiful bittersweet mixture of maintaining gentle constant pressure on essentially every aspect of my life and train of thought. Encouraged by the persistently applied adverbs of Daft Punk's 'harder,better,faster,stronger'(i assume 'smarter' is implied) that has become my mantra recently and the sarcastic reality check of Blackalicious' 'nowhere fast' I avow that nothing less than the most rapidly developed, simplest, useful, scalable, portable, and universally distributable is acceptable. I am simultaneously caught up in the most hopeless romanticism, aggressively pursuing the things which I find most emotionally invigorating. Aggressively because I refuse to regret anything that I am capable of changing or continue to do anything with which I am unhappy.
screw relaxing.
productivity ftw.