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Post of substance. I have so much to write about but I doubt I can remember most of it. Snap!

Many birthdays are over. Jack's party is this saturday. Then the end of the birthdays for some time. Phew.

There are alot of things I would like to write about but it wouldn't be appropriate. I've talked to many people lately about a few things so I guess I'll have to keep it that way. Part of the power of the internet is using your ability to broadcast to your corner of the world responsibly. I know that well now.

Anyway, I've been randomly crying for no reason. The other day I was listening to Belle & Sebastian and tears inexplicably fell from my eyes. I don't know why. I listen to B&S quite often. I believe it was the song "I'm Waking Up to Us". Must explore lyrics more fully for subconscious elements and parallels. A friend recently told me of my friend's suffering through a break up and it sounds similar. Of course, I haven't gone through a really bad break up. Maybe it's because Jesus and I are on the rocks. We don't have a very good relationship. He hasn't talked to me in a very long time.

I've been thinking a lot lately. One of my friends believes that smart people can't help but being messed up because they think too much. I believe this may be true. Well, instead of just thinking I've decided to act as well. I've decided to make some severe changes in my life. It's the equivalent of corporate shakeup, including downsizing. Seriously Frank, clear out your desk, you're fired.

I think I need to be more selfish. I don't think I'm the most selfless person on earth. After all, I'm not "Saint F*cking Gandhi" but I think I haven't been selfish in a very healthy way. I need to be more assertive and stick up for myself. As Saint L'Oreal said, I need to "because I'm worth it."

Today someone asked me if I knew what holiday it was and I responded, Yom Kippur, because it is, and that person had never heard of it! How could you not know of the Jewish Day of Atonement? Ok, I don't blame people if they don't really know what it is about exactly, but you would think the person would have heard of it. So, then I said it was Hispanic Day or the National Festival Day of Spain. That wasn't what they were thinking of either. They said it was National Natural Resource Day. That's not a "Holiday" that's more like a day where it gets a crap name to create awareness. Unless it's religious or the post office is closed, it's not really a holiday. All my knowledge comes from the Wikipedia. Wiki! *w shape with hands a la Tiki symbol*.

Beckie and Jenn met for drinks downtown the other day after Jenn's Calculus exam. Jenn's a smart girl so I don't understand why she's in a calculus class. The torture! Anyway, they were talking about coming to Toledo so we could all go to the premier of Goblet of Fire in November. That would be awesome. I really appreciate the offer, especially right now.

Natural disasters are so sad. There are many lately. Nature is retaliating. Write your will while you still can!

Hearsay is annoying as hell. You think you know what it is but you have no idea.

"I'm Waking Up to Us" by Belle & Sebastian

i need someone to take some joy in something i do
you need a man who's either rich or losing a screw
you know i love you here's the irony
you're going to walk away intact
i think you never liked me anyway
you like yourself and you like
men to kiss your arse
expensive clothes
please stop me there
i think i'm waking up to us
we're a disaster
you don't want to know me
'cause you move in circles of the brave
where art defines their lives

she was the one love of my life, and i let her go
and if i look like death today,
then please let her know
i never wanted to do harm to her
i only wanted her to see
the beauty of the world surrounding her
but when she opened up her eyes
it's much too late
our chance has gone
she's with a guy
who takes the price for everything i ever showed her
digging all the fun
because she's older
i fed her with a spoon
i made her mother smile
i helped the kid survive

she was the one love of my life,
she showed me the road
i loved her dog, her steady gaze, the chapter is closed
i always wanted all the best for her
the best thing was to stay away
she grew up and she left the rest of us
and now the understanding's gone
i haven't changed, how could i?
i'm pretty much the same person
i cannot keep the anger hidden anymore
but lucky for you, you are not around
my anger turns to pity and to love
the season has arrived