Sunday, October 30, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
200
I've gotten a lot of comments that I have a lot of profile pictures. yes, i agree. this is a fact.
BUT.
I would like to take a minute to deny the notion that my facebook profile picture collection, now 200 deep, is the product of narcissism. If i were really THAT in love with myself you'd see a lot more of those pouty-lipped-sepia-toned-eyelash-batting-make-up-caked-on-pose-in-the-mirror pictures...but nah, that is not me. That's not my style.
I'm not in love with my self as much as I am with my memories. My 200 profile pictures are kind of like a photographic time capsule, if you will. A collection that unknowingly started 6 years ago just grew into something I saw as an opportunity to keep track of my favorite people and moments. It tracks the history of my friendships, joys, dreams, and all the changes that happen in between. Not many people would understand the personal sentiment that a photo like this carries, but when I look back on it all the good memories I've had beating down these shoes come back:
Few people understand how much I LOLed when I was inspired to reproduce the famous 7 legged spider
Only one person really understands incredible emotional turmoil I felt this day:
Nor what a crazy night this was:
Sometimes I get a little self conscious and think "Wow. I really have THAT many profile pictures? People must think I've got a huge crush on myself...." But then I remember everything I believe in this very post and realize that as long as I know what my intentions then why should anyone else have any bearing on how I feel about a very personal-albeit public- collection.
BUT.
I would like to take a minute to deny the notion that my facebook profile picture collection, now 200 deep, is the product of narcissism. If i were really THAT in love with myself you'd see a lot more of those pouty-lipped-sepia-toned-eyelash-batting-make-up-caked-on-pose-in-the-mirror pictures...but nah, that is not me. That's not my style.
I'm not in love with my self as much as I am with my memories. My 200 profile pictures are kind of like a photographic time capsule, if you will. A collection that unknowingly started 6 years ago just grew into something I saw as an opportunity to keep track of my favorite people and moments. It tracks the history of my friendships, joys, dreams, and all the changes that happen in between. Not many people would understand the personal sentiment that a photo like this carries, but when I look back on it all the good memories I've had beating down these shoes come back:
Few people understand how much I LOLed when I was inspired to reproduce the famous 7 legged spider
Only one person really understands incredible emotional turmoil I felt this day:
Nor what a crazy night this was:
Sometimes I get a little self conscious and think "Wow. I really have THAT many profile pictures? People must think I've got a huge crush on myself...." But then I remember everything I believe in this very post and realize that as long as I know what my intentions then why should anyone else have any bearing on how I feel about a very personal-albeit public- collection.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
without skipping a beat.
"You had a very public revelation about your own private life. Do you ever think that a kid in the audience, a teenager, might look up to you hear you talk about behavior and think...well Jesse fooled around... why's he telling me I can't? He's a hypocrite!"
"Ima suggest to them that we use our experiences to teach. Every football coach has fumbled a ball. It doesn't make him less of a coach. Sometimes it's your own experience that gives you the power to speak. And to speak truth to crisis in ways that matter. And when you do that, you become...believable."
-Jesse Jackson
"Ima suggest to them that we use our experiences to teach. Every football coach has fumbled a ball. It doesn't make him less of a coach. Sometimes it's your own experience that gives you the power to speak. And to speak truth to crisis in ways that matter. And when you do that, you become...believable."
-Jesse Jackson
Saturday, October 15, 2011
reposted from Caren
I loved the book, The BFG
October 13th, 2011 § 1 Comment
“Giants isn’t eating each other either, the BFG said. Nor is giants killing each other. Giants is not very lovely, but they is not killing each other. Nor is crockadowndillies killing other crockadowndillies. Nor is pussy-cats killing pussy-cats.
‘They kill mice,’ Sophie said.
‘Ah, but they is not killing their own kind,’ the BFG said. ‘Human beans is the only animals that is killing their own kind.’
‘Don’t poisonous snakes kill each other?’ Sophie asked. She was searching desperately for another creature that behaved as badly as the human.
‘Even poisnowse snakes is never killing each other,’ the BFG said. ‘Nor is the most fearsome creatures like tigers and rhinostossterisses. None of them is ever killing their own kind. Has you ever thought about that?’
Sophie kept silent.
‘I is not understanding human beans at all,’ the BFG said.’ You is a human bean and you is saying it is grizzling and horrigust for giants to be eating human beans. Right or left?’
‘Right,’ Sophie said.
‘But human beans is squishing each other all the time,’ the BFG said. ‘They is shootling guns and going up in
aerioplanes to drop their bombs on each other’s heads every week. Human beans is always killing other human beans.’
He was right. Of course he was right and Sophie knew it. She was beginning to wonder whether humans were actually any better than giants. ‘Even so,’ she said, defending her own race, I’ think it’s rotten that those foul giants should go off every night to eat humans. Humans have never done them any harm.’
‘That is what the little piggy-wig is saying every day,’ the BFG answered. ‘He is saying, “I has never done any harm to the human bean so why should he be eating me?’”
‘Oh dear,’ Sophie said.
‘The human beans is making rules to suit themselves,’ the BFG went on. ‘But the rules they is making do not suit the little piggy-wiggies. Am I right or left?’
‘Right,’ Sophie said.
‘Giants is also making rules. Their rules is not suiting the human beans. Everybody is making his own rules to suit himself.”
― Roald Dahl, The BFG
October 13th, 2011 § 1 Comment
“Giants isn’t eating each other either, the BFG said. Nor is giants killing each other. Giants is not very lovely, but they is not killing each other. Nor is crockadowndillies killing other crockadowndillies. Nor is pussy-cats killing pussy-cats.
‘They kill mice,’ Sophie said.
‘Ah, but they is not killing their own kind,’ the BFG said. ‘Human beans is the only animals that is killing their own kind.’
‘Don’t poisonous snakes kill each other?’ Sophie asked. She was searching desperately for another creature that behaved as badly as the human.
‘Even poisnowse snakes is never killing each other,’ the BFG said. ‘Nor is the most fearsome creatures like tigers and rhinostossterisses. None of them is ever killing their own kind. Has you ever thought about that?’
Sophie kept silent.
‘I is not understanding human beans at all,’ the BFG said.’ You is a human bean and you is saying it is grizzling and horrigust for giants to be eating human beans. Right or left?’
‘Right,’ Sophie said.
‘But human beans is squishing each other all the time,’ the BFG said. ‘They is shootling guns and going up in
aerioplanes to drop their bombs on each other’s heads every week. Human beans is always killing other human beans.’
He was right. Of course he was right and Sophie knew it. She was beginning to wonder whether humans were actually any better than giants. ‘Even so,’ she said, defending her own race, I’ think it’s rotten that those foul giants should go off every night to eat humans. Humans have never done them any harm.’
‘That is what the little piggy-wig is saying every day,’ the BFG answered. ‘He is saying, “I has never done any harm to the human bean so why should he be eating me?’”
‘Oh dear,’ Sophie said.
‘The human beans is making rules to suit themselves,’ the BFG went on. ‘But the rules they is making do not suit the little piggy-wiggies. Am I right or left?’
‘Right,’ Sophie said.
‘Giants is also making rules. Their rules is not suiting the human beans. Everybody is making his own rules to suit himself.”
― Roald Dahl, The BFG
Friday, October 7, 2011
chillin' on transit
Hodgepodge of thoughts
1. Another one of those days where I miss my longer locks. I'm gauging itll be a year till its long enough to be called long.
2. Omw to see u. Even in the midst of the the silliest squabbles you still make me giggle with the things you say.
3. I won some random $300 prize for entering this raffle for American laser. Yes as in like cosmetic work/ hair removal crap. They keep calling me telling me to come in, but quite frankly I think I prefer to stay away from the laser...
4. Even after the move why am i still behind on my priorities!
5*: I sure hope they mean it when they say good things happen to those who wait.
1. Another one of those days where I miss my longer locks. I'm gauging itll be a year till its long enough to be called long.
2. Omw to see u. Even in the midst of the the silliest squabbles you still make me giggle with the things you say.
3. I won some random $300 prize for entering this raffle for American laser. Yes as in like cosmetic work/ hair removal crap. They keep calling me telling me to come in, but quite frankly I think I prefer to stay away from the laser...
4. Even after the move why am i still behind on my priorities!
5*: I sure hope they mean it when they say good things happen to those who wait.
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