Friday, February 19, 2010

No one sees me write this blog.

The other day I was waiting for the bus as I do every morning. Often times when I am waiting for the bus Weezer comes on shuffle; which is nice. I like Weezer...a lot. That particular morning the song was, "In the Garage". My mind automatically started changing the lyrics to make them applicable to my life. This was the product...it doesn't really work with the music...

I've got my Morton's List.
I've got my 30-sided die.
I've got Safran Foer
And Salinger too
Waiting there for me.
Yes I do, I do.

I've got posters on the wall,
My favorite rock group, The Beatles
I've got Paul McCartney
I've got Ringo Starr
Waiting there for me.
Yes I do, I do

[chorus]
In my apartment, I feel safe.
No one cares about my ways.
In the apartment where I belong.
No one sees me write this blog.
In the apartment.

I've got a Dell Laptop
I play my settlers Catan (online).
I write these stupid words
And I love every one
Waiting there for me.
Yes I do, I do.

[chorus]

In the apartment. Neaarrah!

[chorus]

In the apartment, I feel safe.
No one laughs about my ways.
In the apartment where I belong.
No one sees me (x4)

No one sees me write this blog.

The real lyrics of this song I felt pertained very nicely to this little gem of a film. Check it.

Monday, February 15, 2010

NPR


Why hello blog!
Sorry I have been kind of ignoring you for the majority of February...
Well actually it's been more like having to put you aside...
I didn't really want to stop writing on you but life has been awfully crazy...
You know how it goes...

Yep. I kind of personify my writing mediums. In fact many of my journals have been named. I went over a couple of my journal entries from a few years ago and laughed at the holas and gutentags that began each entry and goodbyes that ended each one. I feel better giving something I confide in human like qualities; it all feels much more personal. I guess blogs don't really need to be entirely personified because they aren't exactly personal, but I just can't help apologizing for neglecting it. Life really has been crazy these past few weeks and not entirely the, "I went to the diner in funky clothes at three in the morning just for the heck of it!" kind of crazy; which is a good kind of crazy. These past few weeks have been more like, "I feel like I've fallen into an alternate universe where nothing is as it should be..." kind of crazy; which is a bad kind of crazy.

I blame it all on myself and my laziness though so I guess I really shouldn't state this craziness as "falling into an alternate universe." but rather as, "Much of what has occurred these past weeks have been crazy because I've let it become crazy..." I know what I need to do in order to keep my life on track. Drink tea. Get to bed before 11. Workout. Journal. Blog. Eat my fruits and veggies. Read my bible. PRAY. All things that are really quite simple in the grand scheme of things and awfully enjoyable.

I've begun to get back on track tonight by just chilling and talking to a very good friend of mine on the phone. We talked about how life has seemed so strange lately. It's so wonderful to have someone who can relate to even your most abstract sentiments and understand what you mean even when you are barely able to articulate it in any comprehensible manner. She and I are very much alike; I guess we do share similar blood being cousins and all :) We decided to do something that scares us every day from here on out. She said even as something as small as putting bananas in your cereal. (Which she did the other day and now loves.)

I've also been listening to NPR for the past hour. Boy do I love NPR. I can't believe I used to turn it off and put in Mates of State (They are awesome though...) while driving to school with my dad back in High School. I kind of wish I would have been more considerate and actually let him listen to it more often because I actually really really like it. I miss those car rides. I think one of these days I'm going to hop a bus home late at night sneak into my parent's house and just ride to school with my dad and then hop a bus back home. Yes! I like this idea very much. I'm going to do it next week. I'm excited! Anyhow NPR is awesome. There was one particularily interesting segment tonight with either a woman named Stephanie who was a nun or who was once on the verge of becoming one, I can't quite recall exactly but at one point in the interview she was describing a conversation she had with a priest who told her,

"You don't believe in resurrection Stephanie...you don't love your life."
He continued by saying that resurrection is not something in the future that happens after crucifiction but during it...and in a broader sense it's something that happens during the difficult times of life.
She said that this conversation changed her entire outlook on her faith and Christianity in general and she began to see life and focus on living.

I would have to listen to the interview once again to get a better grasp of this concept, but I think it is definitely an interesting thought.

I am very excited to continually listen to NPR with my meals each day and gather all sorts of interesting little tid-bits.

Until next time blog,
Kath.