Sums it up

I found a picture my sister took a long time ago, think it sums it up pretty well.

one at a time, please

A friend of mine and I were just discussing our various pet peeves. The conversation started very shortly after I got off the phone with someone who was attempting to talk to me and cary on multiple other conversations at the same time on another medium. It bothers me when I am trying to hold a conversation and it begins to feel as if I'm speaking into a void. A conversation is based solely on interaction; when the second person is scarcely interacting it isn't a conversation, it's a monologue. If someone is telling you a story in a group do you also carry on five other conversations or do you listen to the story? I don't see how it's different.

time for something new, time for something different.

I am pleased as hell to tell you that I am writing this on my brand new Macbook. Macs have always existed on the periphery of my computer needs, sort of a leper or a rebellious cousin that no one takes the time to understand. But the more I use this thing the more I enjoy it, and aside from the very slight paranoia that I look "trendy" I think I'm rather hooked.

School is over and again I'm staring down the barrel of another listless summer. Last year around this time I was just beginning to realize how much time I had until I could get back to LA. So I guess the trick is to how repeat last year without last year's mistakes. I think the best start is not worrying about last year. I have less time this summer and more I'd like to do, so I guess the trick is...doing it. For me, summer's have always been about change, sort of a pit stop along the speedway of my life. I've got a job that's pulling in some money. Nothing elaborate but enough to keep me going, and I have a couple projects I'd like to work on but as always, my biggest project this summer, I think is me.

After a lot of introspection over the past couple months I realized I am more at peace and feel more balanced when I write everything down, so I imagine I will be using this facility a great deal more than I have been. As always I hope to offer some thought provoking ideas that people will respond to, if you enjoy reading this experiment of mine please feel free to let me know. I'm not about shallow flattery, really I'm not.

So I can't decide where I want to search for my next inspiration. If I head left I go to The City. The frenzied steel-and-mortar-jungle where the fabric of life is woven so intricitly and tight that the casual observer can't help but get swept up in the noise? If I head right I go to the woods. Single, Solitary, removed from the burdens of modern conviences, safe from even time itself? Both are available, I only have to choose.