Friday, August 18, 2006
Sayings that make me happy: (or at least smile a little:)
Oh snap! what the hell?
-Sweet Daddy
-Sweet Daddy
No, there's no lotion on the puppet's ass.
-Jeff Dunham
Only on Tuesdays.
-Cassie
Rip it!
-A. F.
You can't fix stupid.
-Ron White
It must be obvious day at camp stupid.
-??
North Pole. Fuck the South Pole!
-Peter
How about no, Scott.
-Cassie
Mater. Like Ta-Mater. Except without the 'Ta.'
-Mater (Larry the Cable Guy)
Happier than a tornader in a trailer park!
-Mater (Larry the Cable Guy)
Panuche.
-Pendelton
Dan, give me the damn turtle!
-Helen (Kate Hudson)
Scotland!
-Rachel, Kera, and Leslie
Dirt-Da-Dir!
-Pendelton
He shut my Stick in the door.
-Jose Jalepeno on a Stick!
You are here.
-Peanut
Aw hell, they can carpool.
-Walter
...
Dear Friends,
I am writing this while I still have a life and time to do stuff. I am apologizing for the future if I may not show any signs of life for a few weeks. I will be starting school (Chemistry and Math this semester) and still working part time and doing all the animal chores at home. My social life is officially over in one week.
Thank-you and sorry for any inconvenience.
Kate
I am writing this while I still have a life and time to do stuff. I am apologizing for the future if I may not show any signs of life for a few weeks. I will be starting school (Chemistry and Math this semester) and still working part time and doing all the animal chores at home. My social life is officially over in one week.
Thank-you and sorry for any inconvenience.
Kate
Monday, August 14, 2006
Cold: Wasted Years
There's a game life plays
makes you think you're everything they ever said you were
Like to take some time
Clear away everything I planned
Was it life I betrayed
for the shape that I'm in?
It's not hard to fail
it's not easy to win
did I drink too much?
could I disappear?
and there's nothing that's left but wasted years
There's nothing left but wasted years
If I could change my life
Be a simple kind of man
try to do the best I can
if I could see the signs
I'd derail every path I could now
I'm about to die
won't you clear away from me
give me strength to fly away
Was it life I betrayed
for the shape that I'm in?
It's not hard to fail
It's not easy to win
Did I drink too much?
Could I disappear?
There's nothing left but wasted years
There's nothing left but wasted years
Nothing but wasted years
There's a game life plays
makes you think you're everything they ever said you were
Like to take some time
Clear away everything I planned
Was it life I betrayed
for the shape that I'm in?
It's not hard to fail
it's not easy to win
did I drink too much?
could I disappear?
and there's nothing that's left but wasted years
There's nothing left but wasted years
If I could change my life
Be a simple kind of man
try to do the best I can
if I could see the signs
I'd derail every path I could now
I'm about to die
won't you clear away from me
give me strength to fly away
Was it life I betrayed
for the shape that I'm in?
It's not hard to fail
It's not easy to win
Did I drink too much?
Could I disappear?
There's nothing left but wasted years
There's nothing left but wasted years
Nothing but wasted years
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
"I want to be a writer! I want to be someone famous."
"But writers don't have two nickels to rub together."
"I don't care! I still want to be famous. Why does this world always have to go around on money?"
"Because both are an illusion. Just as love and heartbreak are illusions."
"Then why do illusions feel so strong? Or hurt so bad?"
"Life is an illusion. The pain you endure, the love you experience: none of it is real. Feelings are illusions."
"What is real? Please tell me there is something real."
"Happiness , my darling. Happiness is real because no one living can experience real honest happiness. It is not a part of life. You might say that life and happiness are opposites."
"Then what is the point to life? Would it not be smartest to end it now and move on to reality and happiness?"
"How wise of you to believe that after life is the reality. You have hope, and that is good. Some people may have believed that the reality has passed: but no. True happiness is yet to come. The point to life is to prove that you are worthy of happiness. You, and all of us, must prove that we have the desire and appreciation for happiness. We all are kept here until we have proved this, but your time can run out if you are not careful. We are all allowed a certain time to prove ourselves, and you must complete the task by your personal deadline."
"Then I beg of you, tell me what my task is."
"I can not do that. There is only one who can answer your questions. You must look to Him and trust in Him completely. This is how you prove yourself. There is only one way, and you must desire happiness."
"But I want to be a writer..."
"Listen to me," he took ahold of her frail shoulders,
"You must desire happiness."
"But writers don't have two nickels to rub together."
"I don't care! I still want to be famous. Why does this world always have to go around on money?"
"Because both are an illusion. Just as love and heartbreak are illusions."
"Then why do illusions feel so strong? Or hurt so bad?"
"Life is an illusion. The pain you endure, the love you experience: none of it is real. Feelings are illusions."
"What is real? Please tell me there is something real."
"Happiness , my darling. Happiness is real because no one living can experience real honest happiness. It is not a part of life. You might say that life and happiness are opposites."
"Then what is the point to life? Would it not be smartest to end it now and move on to reality and happiness?"
"How wise of you to believe that after life is the reality. You have hope, and that is good. Some people may have believed that the reality has passed: but no. True happiness is yet to come. The point to life is to prove that you are worthy of happiness. You, and all of us, must prove that we have the desire and appreciation for happiness. We all are kept here until we have proved this, but your time can run out if you are not careful. We are all allowed a certain time to prove ourselves, and you must complete the task by your personal deadline."
"Then I beg of you, tell me what my task is."
"I can not do that. There is only one who can answer your questions. You must look to Him and trust in Him completely. This is how you prove yourself. There is only one way, and you must desire happiness."
"But I want to be a writer..."
"Listen to me," he took ahold of her frail shoulders,
"You must desire happiness."
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