This thing still exists?

Wow I can't believe that this thing still exists.  I can't believe that I even made it in the first place.  Well since I rediscovered my blog I decided I might as well write a little something.  I guess it has been around 2 years since I made a post so I guess catching up isn't really an option.  When I created it, I lived on 9th and 9th in the burrow with abs, sean, and aubree.  Crazy how that seems like a lifetime ago.  Since then I've lived in an appartement with abraham who is ENGAGED, lived at mama vics "hobo mansion", and now I am living all the way around the world in Montpellier, France.  Has it really been that long?  When I read all my old posts my first reaction is to laugh because they are so ridiculous along with hide in my shirt sleeve and close my eyes, also because they are so absurd.  But then I realized that during that period in my life I was happier than I ever have been so maybe there is some correlation to goofy posts.  Peut-etre aprés cette post je écrirai en français, meme si je ne peux pas m'exprimer tres bien.  Et aussi je ne sais pas comment d'utiliser les accents pour les certains lettres.  Oh well.

i will follow you into the dark

i don't know if i have ever mentioned this to anyone before but i am in love with zooey deschanel. her band she and him, should probably be retitled zooey and dylan. yeah she's got 9 years on me, but hey who doesn't love the older women, am i right? well probably not but that still won't stop me. or so i thought until today. i was browsing the good old world wide web when i stumbled across a little piece about the love of my life and how she is already married. well i was devastated to say the least, but i kept investigating and it turns out she tied the knot ben gibbard; lead singer and guitarist of deathcab for cutie. i thought about it, and even though zooey needs me, and she does, i am ok with her leaving the single scene for some monogamy simply because ben gibbard has a voice that has transcended supremacy among most singers and songwriters that i have ever heard. to know that the love of my life is being serenaded by that voice nightly makes it slightly less distressing that she is not with me. i love you zooey.

no title.

it is funny and often clever when people treat objects as if they were human.

is it funny or is it demeaning when people treat humans as objects?

i can't decide.

heaven.

i'll bet that when you walk in the gates of heaven, the smell of those roasted almonds they sell at the mall and at jazz games with be wafting through the air and that the super funk electronic part of sleepy head by passion pit will be buzzing through the air.

cool beans

"People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self centered.
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish alterior motives.
Be kind anyway
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you.
Be honest and Frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight. 
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness they may be jealous.
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today people will often forget tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough.
Give the world the best you got anyway.
You see in the final analysis it is between you and God.
It was never between you and them anyway."

-Mother Teresa

I'm not sure what religious denomination i would align myself with (i hope saying religious denomination isn't redundant...), but this quote sure does hit the spot with what feels right in my mind and in my heart.  Those ideals and virtues; forgiveness, kindness, success, honesty, frankness, developing and building, attaining and maintaining happiness, doing what is good and right, and especially giving the world your best, truly should not be dependent on recognition from others nor on the basis of whether or not those ideals and virtues are practiced in return.  Mother Teresa said that they should be lived up to because it is between you and God.  I interpret this as between oneself and their conscience, which could be embodied as an entity such as God or simply as true, candid, unadulterated honesty with oneself.  This does not mean that they should be practiced out of fear of punishment or feeling bad, but they should be practiced simply because it feels right to do so.  I think that if i am ever unhappy or in a funk it is because i forget to keep an equilibrium of the aforementioned qualities.  Luckily right now all of them seem to be functioning like a well oiled machine.  Thank you everyone who makes me happy and motivates me. And thank you mother teresa for such a sweet quote. 

oh ps
sweet=awesome
not sweet=affectionate
and not sweet=sugary. 

passion pit

on thursday april 8 i went to passion pit in the venue.  the experience is one that i would describe as being similar to injecting soul candy into my brain while exchanging some body heat with aphrodite on a floating cloud.  yeah it was that good.  my day up until the concert had been mediocre, i was tired from a late night before and an early morning of studying and quizzes.  finally around 6 people started showing up at my home, the lovely and always fun burrow.  by this time i was finally getting a tiny bit excited.  finally left, got there, found a relatively close parking spot and headed over.  it was about 7 by this time and so i asked the bouncers how much longer until passion pit would go on.  the dykey plump gothic bouncer standing by herself replied "probably after all the opening bands go on", no wonder you were standing by yourself dykey plump gothic bouncer girl.  the MUCH cooler straight edge dude bouncer told me that they probably wouldn't be on until 8.  we debated whether to go in or to eat for a solid 15 minutes and then made our way towards jason's deli after making our decision.  on the way a teen mother asked us if she could follow us because she didnt know the area and i found out she was just riding the train from city to city by herself with her newborn, quite irrelevant, but very sad.  once we got to jasons deli i partook of the free ice cream and stared in awe at all of the jazz paraphernalia lining the walls.  blah blah blah we made it back to the venue and made our way up front where we met up with all our people.  excellent crew had been assembled and the opening bands just finished so we were set for success.  the only thing was, passion pit decided to wait a solid 30 minutes before coming on, and probably for no other reason than just because they could.  anyway, after what seemed like years to my lower back, the lights finally dimmed and we pushed our way to the front.  and then when the set lights turned on and passion pit came out, i was teleported onto my cloud with aphrodite anxiously  awaiting to inject soul candy into my brain. wish you all could have been there.

REAL artificial flavoring..

i love it when edible objects that claim to be food are labeled as containing "real artificial flavoring".  seriously, if something that i put into my body has to be marketed as tasting like something else as opposed to just tasting like itself, something is wrong.  also, who gets to decide what tastes like what? because im pretty sure that even though a lot of candy and a variety of drinks have been deemed to taste "just like real grape!", the majority do NOT taste like real grapes.  chicken flavored ramen noodles? what exactly is in that little seasoning packet that tastes like chicken? i want to know. i need to know.