My father used the analogy "like shoving hot butter up a wildcat's butt"
Verbatim.
This was after 7 phone calls trying to reclaim a lost gift card, being transferred from one automated service to the next. He started screaming into the receiver "LIVE PERSON! LIVE PERSON!" ,willing it to be an actual option on the automated menu.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Christmas Break
I guess I shouldn't be complaining, because this is truly what I wanted-to sit on my ass and do nothing. But, after eating half of a 28 pack of cherry andes, 3 ferrero rocher, a couple sour patch kids, and some boyscout popcorn(go on, judge me....but it was spread out....sort of?) I feel like a big disgusting blob. Which leads me to think of my general lack of productivity in most everything, especially in design matters. The fact that I can't name drop like my classmates, that I don't have an "inspiration" folder on my computer, and the fact that I have around 5 film cameras I have yet to figure out(after a significant period of ownership-thanks to some generous donations), makes me feel that I don't deserve to feel any sort of creative itch due to my relative apathy in mastering my craft. Oh,and there is the summer internship I'm pushing to the back of my mind, wondering just how I can make my portfolio stick out from the hundreds of applications they'll review. Really, this is all me feeling sorry for myself...of course I work hard sometimes. But right now I feel like my life's momentum is directly proportional to my current physical state. Slow, boring, unpromising. Can't I just go live in the woods somewhere and read good fiction and cuddle my record player and my pupyyyyyyyyyyy
Monday, December 20, 2010
best christmas song ever
this, and hard candy christmas by dolly parton.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WM3vKiaKe_w
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WM3vKiaKe_w
foolish heart
I was reading someone else's blog about their path through life and where they are now, and I am honestly in tears. I feel so broken and dirty and ashamed and lost. I wish I knew what it was like to feel joy again. To understand what it really means to be happy. I wish I knew how to let go of what other people thought of me or expected of me and live the way I once did, passionately and with freedom.
11 Jesus continued: “There was a man who had two sons. 12 The younger one said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them.
13 “Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. 14 After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. 15 So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. 16 He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything.
17 “When he came to his senses, he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! 18 I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. 19 I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired servants.’ 20 So he got up and went to his father.
“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.
21 “The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’
22 “But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. 23 Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. 24 For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.
11 Jesus continued: “There was a man who had two sons. 12 The younger one said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them.
13 “Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. 14 After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. 15 So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. 16 He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything.
17 “When he came to his senses, he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! 18 I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. 19 I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired servants.’ 20 So he got up and went to his father.
“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.
21 “The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’
22 “But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. 23 Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. 24 For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.
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