Wednesday, November 14, 2007

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Thoughts and musings:

I took a call at work last night that really got me worked up. It's not even that this woman was doing anything particularly frustrating. She was standing somewhere that was noisy, and instead of moving somewhere quieter, she just kept asking me to speak up. By the end of the conversation, I was near shouting, and to a point where everyone else in the building could hear me. (It's a big building.) I drove home still steaming from the conversation. I was irritated, and I felt pretty justified in being irritated. And then, after about half an hour of letting myself be irritated, I realized that someone perfect - someone like the Savior - wouldn't have let something like that get to them. And that I'm just not perfect yet. That's not a bad thing, since I am, after all, human, but it reminded me - quite forcibly - just how far I have to go. It's a good thing I have a lifetime and more to work on it.

Sometimes, I put on a CD that I haven't listened to in a while and wonder how I ever forgot about it. Listening to The Crane Wife today brought me back. I could listen to "The Island" forever.

I had a dream a couple of nights ago that I watched Louis Armstrong leap across a parking lot, suddenly bound a few stories into the air, and then crash into the pavement, dying instantly. It came as a shock to the nation, especially since they had found out earlier that day that Marilyn Monroe had also died - and it all coincided with the end of Survivor: Canada. It was all too much for America to bear. I walked past a traffic sign consoling a grieving and wounded nation. Dreams are weird sometimes.

The invitations are finally printed and done. That's about the last thing to take care of before the wedding. I hope.

Sometimes I think about just packing in the blog for good. I still like writing and all, but sometimes it's hard to come up with clever ideas. They just don't hit me as often or as powerfully anymore. Maybe I'm just in a down phase.

I'd really like some Goldfish crackers right about now.

I started reading an Orson Scott Card book that wasn't Ender's Game or Ender's Shadow at the behest of a co-worker last week. I've read several more in the meantime. Man, they're pretty good. I wish I'd known about them earlier.

I still worry that some sort of demon will reach out from under my bed and devour me at night when all the lights are off. I'm usually safe once I'm off the floor, but not always. You're never too old to be afraid of the dark.


Jenn said...

My friend, I can relate to just about everyone one of those points but the wedding invitations. Do you have to jump onto your bed from as far away as you can get?

I'm glad to hear things are going well! Thanks for the update!

Brian, Audrey, and Greta said...

Believe'll have plenty more to do before the wedding. But I'm glad that the invitations finally printed okay. I'm sorry they were such a pain. I swear they looked fine on my computer!

Austin said...

1)What book are you reading?
2)It doesn't appear to the reader that you are running out of material.
3) I hope you'll post picture or SOMETHING when the time comes with invitations and announcements.

Lisa B. said...

Puh leeze don't stop the blog because . . . I only just now found about it. For crying out loud.

I, too, find myself madly irritated at stuff that, when I can make myself parse it, is pretty silly. So it makes sense to ask yourself *as* you're getting worked up, "Why am I getting so worked up?" And sometimes--sometimes!--that works.

the pope said...

I feel the exact same way about blogging. Its seems like life outside of college is much more boring. I was lamenting this to my friend the other day, and the presented me with the sad truth that "sometimes life isn't that interesting. Its just life." Boo.

H2 said...

oh my gosh. you should've told me you were down in the dumps earlier, because i found a youtube video that makes me happier than the first time i watched the potter puppets. it's called adventure time and it'll change your life for the better.