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Thursday, August 30th, 2007
6:51 pm
I remember this one time when Michael Jordan and Daryl Strawberry were best friends, michael told daryl "you are my best friend and we will be friends forever" but then daryl got caught with cocaine and hookers at the surprise party michael threw for him so michael decided wayne gretzky was his best friend and wayne dedicated his 82nd hat trick to michael and michael did a slam dunk his next game and shouted "gretzky rules!" when he did it, but everyone just thought he was shouting but wayne knew what it meant and larry bird was watching and he got jealous because he wanted a best friend so he hired a guy to club wayne in the knees right before his final performance at the olympics and michael was so mad he took up golf and started his own clothing line.

Current Mood: calm
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Monday, March 5th, 2007
1:36 am
myers-briggs....rather accurate assessment.

INTPs are pensive, analytical folks. They may venture so deeply into thought as to seem detached, and often actually are oblivious to the world around them.

Precise about their descriptions, INTPs will often correct others (or be sorely tempted to) if the shade of meaning is a bit off. While annoying to the less concise, this fine discrimination ability gives INTPs so inclined a natural advantage as, for example, grammarians and linguists.

INTPs are relatively easy-going and amenable to most anything until their principles are violated, about which they may become outspoken and inflexible. They prefer to return, however, to a reserved albeit benign ambiance, not wishing to make spectacles of themselves.

A major concern for INTPs is the haunting sense of impending failure. They spend considerable time second-guessing themselves. The open-endedness (from Perceiving) conjoined with the need for competence (NT) is expressed in a sense that one's conclusion may well be met by an equally plausible alternative solution, and that, after all, one may very well have overlooked some critical bit of data. An INTP arguing a point may very well be trying to convince himself as much as his opposition. In this way INTPs are markedly different from INTJs, who are much more confident in their competence and willing to act on their convictions.

Mathematics is a system where many INTPs love to play, similarly languages, computer systems--potentially any complex system. INTPs thrive on systems. Understanding, exploring, mastering, and manipulating systems can overtake the INTP's conscious thought. This fascination for logical wholes and their inner workings is often expressed in a detachment from the environment, a concentration where time is forgotten and extraneous stimuli are held at bay. Accomplishing a task or goal with this knowledge is secondary.

INTPs and Logic -- One of the tipoffs that a person is an INTP is her obsession with logical correctness. Errors are not often due to poor logic -- apparent faux pas in reasoning are usually a result of overlooking details or of incorrect context.

Current Mood: blah
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Monday, November 13th, 2006
12:13 pm
on the general ignorance of the proper enjoyment of life...
i have cross-posted this, but i just felt the need to...

Last night a group of us went to Kyoto to celebrate the birth of ms. kelsie baab. while at dinner, she was talking to me and referred to me as "such a creature." She could not have known the multifaceted depths this description held for me. On the surface, it elicited a grin because i have been de-stressing by reading harry potter fan fiction, and the thought of myself as a greenish, large eared elf seems to fit. On a deeper level i was stirred by this comment because i related it to a passage i recently read. It was from an essay by wendell berry called Healing. He begins the essay stating that when we enter into solitude, we lose all loneliness. That in and of itself is profound and reminds me of walt whitman, a connection with its own special significance. The essay continues stating:

"Only discord may come out of an attempt to share solitude.
True solitude is found in the wild places, where one is without human obligation.
One's inner voice becomes audible.
One feels the attraction of one's most intimate sources.
In consequence, one responds more clearly to other lives. The more coherent one becomes within oneself, as a creature, the more fully one enters into the communion of all creatures.
One returns from solitude laden with the gifts of circumstance.
And there is no escaping that return.
From the order of nature we return to the order- and disorder - of humanity.
From the larger circle we must go back to the smaller, the simpler within the larger, dependant upon it.
One enters the larger circle by willingness to be a creature, the smaller by choosing to be a human.
And having returned from the woods, we remember with regret its restfulness.
For all creatures there are in place, hence at rest.
In their most strenuous striving, sleeping, and waking, dead and living, they are at rest.
In the circle of the human, we are weary with striving, and are without rest."

I relate portions of this essay ( the idea of descending, outer and inner circles of awareness) to the allegory of the cave and eastern ideas of enlightenment...but this is not what truly compels me. I believe that only through nature and order are we able to draw near to god. I love the line about the return from nature causing us to respond more clearly to the lives of others (creature and human). "One returns from solitude laden with the gifts of circumstance." I do not know if this is how Mr. Berry intended this line to be interpreted, but i relate it to a line in The Unbearable Lightness of Being. It claims "only chance speaks to us." For anything truly great to occur (a great love, the triumph of human spirit over tragedy, thoughts to become revolutions) circumstances of chance (synchronous events, random meaningless events that imply some greater significance) must come fluttering down upon a person liek birds to the shoulders of st. francis of assisi. To connect more deeply with god is to understand order, and to understand order is to see pattern--chance and circumstance, the birds of st. francis are the result of our communion with god (and nature)-- our eyes are now opened to the patterns that unfold around us and we are finally able to see beauty in what were once insignificant things. Once our every day perceptions are filled with beauty, we cannot help but love, and there is nothing closer to god than the ability to love. Therefore i see no greater argument for our redemption being found in nature. How can a man find beauty in anything without the knowledge that there is something greater than himself? How can he know god if he has not acknowledged that he is nothing more than a creature in creation and offered himself up as such?

this brings me to a bit of rant that i hate to insert after such peaceable contemplation...but it nonetheless follows in my mind. I recently engaged in a very civilized debate on the matter of vegetarianism and feel the need to lay out the arguments made for both sides.The debate was held between myself and Ms. Elizabeth Fischer. We were studying for greek and we somehow got on the subject and i asked her to defend the eating of meat. It should be noted that she is a devout member of the reform presbyterian church, and a person i consider extremely kind and of high moral standing. The first argument made was this:
1) From her Christian standpoint, we were given dominion over the earth by god and it is therefore our right to eat what we need.
My response to this type of argument is this: If i agree to make the assumption that we were given dominion of the earth, i cannot help but take it to mean that we were made stewards of this earth. I cannot see it as good stewardship to torture animals just to have a cheap burger and cannot see it as environmentally practical to waste large amounts of grain (which could be used to feed a great number of people or animals) on a cow that is kept alive, suffering, only to feed a few. To contribute to the suffering of any creature is bad enough, to do so when we are supposed to be caretakers, stewards, and the ones with the power is worse...it is an abuse of our gift. Typically the next argument is...

2)One of two rebuttals: A) That plants are living creatures too and we do not worry about their suffering, or B) Animals are automatons, devoid of salvation and therefore a soul and cannot have feelings and therefore cannot suffer.
My response to these arguments are as follows:
A) I may pick an apple from a tree free of guilt because while i have in effect removed a limb from the body, the body is still functioning and thriving. I also am unable to see any cognizant or animate qualities in a plant that could feel or object to this action. I may be wrong, and silently my steamed carrots may be screaming...but i would rather be wrong about only one thing (the suffering of plants) than wrong about two (the suffering of plants and animals) and i don't think this argument can really be made with any seriousness.
B) I cannot bring myself to kill an animal of my own volition without fear, shame, disgust, and guilt. I doubt many meat eaters could either. This is because an animal clearly resists and fears its execution in the same way we would. To claim an animal feels no pain is an audacious argument. Anyone who has owned a pet has seen the hurt in a scolded or neglected dog's eyes and the pain on the face of a wounded animal is undeniable. To do so is an act so cold and delusional, i fear for the sanity of any person making such a claim.

This brings me to my next point: It is sinful how removed most meat eaters are from the process of their obtaining meat. If you cannot look at the animals you are eating, malnourished and shoved into pens without room to sit or move,standing in their own squalor waiting to be slaughtered in the most grotesque fashions...if you cannot bear to think of them being beaten over the head with a mallet and could not look at the bloodshed; if what i am saying makes you squeamish or uncomfortable or disgusts you- you should not be eating meat. It is disrespectful to the animal and its creator to treat its life in such a careless, worthless fashion. It is not even as if we need the meat! (if we were to die without it, perhaps there would be some semblance of an argument, but i think more people have died from eating chicken nuggets than have died because they did not get them.) After stating these things Ms. Fischer, like most others moves on to the argument of free-range meat.

3)What about free-range meat that has "lived a good life"?
My response to this is not difficult: In the first place, my statement about a person's removal from the process as sinful still stands. It should also be noted that a great deal of "organic" meat comes from animals still kept in sordid conditions, they are just fed "organic" grain and vegetables. As far as free-range meat goes, i know very few people (my mother and stepfather being two) who eat only free-range meat.This therefore makes the argument a bit of a moot point if most people are still eating mistreated meat. The next argument i consider a grasping for threads on a bare sweater.

4) What do i have to say of people who hunt for their meat, and how do i respond to problems of animal overpopulation where hunting is needed?
If a person wants to go into nature, and humanely kill an animal out of a need for meat (something that is rarely a neccesity) so be it. When hunting becomes purely for sport or leisure, when life is wasted, it is not even questionably good. It is barbaric. Like the free-range argument, i know of no one that obtains 100% of their meat intake from hunting. As to the argument of neccecary hunting for overpopulation's sake: Most of our conceptions about over population of animals are due to "wild" animals within city limits. It is easy to blame this on overpopulation but in reality a good deal of it is due to the fact that we have so greatly encroached upon the land of these animals. A population that a few years ago existed on hundreds of acres, is now often confined to a few square miles. It may also be noted that while overpopulation is a valid problem among some species, i have never heard of anyone whose sole meat intake consisted of such creatures.

5) The last argument is typically that so much meat is produced each year that some goes to waste and by not eating it, we are actually creating more waste. This is asinine and relates to the elementary school concept of voting. "If everyone says 'my vote doesn't count, so i wont vote' our system would fall apart and there would be no such thing as a democracy." If everyone took that stance, the meat industry would just continue to grow and inevitably create even more waste, whereas on the other side if more and more people quit eating meat and quit supporting the meat industry, they will have no choice but to reform or collapse. Also, if i followed that logic of not wanting to create waste, it would take all the validity out of my beliefs on the suffering of creatures...i cannot be against the suffering of animals for the meat industry, and support it be eating meat at the same time.

These are the main arguments i hear when debating vegetarianism...if more are thought of, i would love to hear them...i liek being forced to think through my decisions. At this point, i cannot help but make a few conclusions about meat eaters. Ultimately most are at best lazy and careless. Lazy, because they may easily reason out the ways in which eating the meat they eat is wrong yet make no great strides toward reform, and careless because their eyes have been opened to these crimes, yet they continue to commit them.

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Wednesday, July 26th, 2006
4:54 pm
out of boredom...
What Makes You.. by SheBangs12
Your name?
Your gender?
What makes you sexy?Everything
What makes you pretty?Everything
What makes you loveable?How funny you are
What makes you fun?Your love for everything
What makes you irresistable?You're the complete opposite.
What makes you cute?Your personality
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Current Mood: bored
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Thursday, June 1st, 2006
8:54 pm
i cut all my hair off really very very short, save my long curly sideburns and a lopsided rattail. john harris was my inspiration. it feels quite nice....

and i moved. i am very exhausted...and dont want to deal with all those boxes.



Current Mood: tired
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Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006
12:16 pm
the decay of lying.
for the bored....a little Oscar WildeCollapse )

Current Mood: cranky
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Sunday, May 14th, 2006
12:35 pm
the mysterious affair at styles....
my email sends me a daily oscar wilde quote....today's:
"consistancy is the last refuge of the unimaginative."

i am feeling quite inconsistant and swimmy....somehow oscar always has what i need....since i am on quotes...i watched goodwill hunting again last night... love when the barney says "well at least i will have a degree, and you will be serving my kids fries on our way to a skiing trip" and will says "ya, maybe, hey but at least i wont be unoriginal."

gurgle gurgle flipflop slucie slucie drop drop.


some very confusing things are in my head....


Current Mood: drained
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Friday, April 28th, 2006
11:42 am
sometimes i wish i had as many adrians as i feel liek i am so that i can do all the things i want to do in the little amount of time i have here on this green earth. why do finals have to go and soil my plans? and my pants for that matter...man finals...get your own pants to pee in.

in other news, i saw a butterfly die today. how emo is that...? too emo for me, so i looked away real quick and pretended liek it didnt happen.

dennis sometimes has good ideas and sometimes not, but always i liek him.

im going to ride in a box this weekend. should be quite fun.

Current Mood: chipper
Comments: make my day.
Friday, April 21st, 2006
10:51 pm
kittens with mittens and birds with words.....
"Crowley had dark hair and good cheekbones and he was wearing snakeskin shoes, or at least presumably he was wearing shoes, and he could do really weird things with his tongue. And, whenever he forgot himself, he had a tendency to hiss.

He also didn't blink much."

--good omens by gaiman and prattchet.

sheesh...why am i such a sucker for verbose detail? i have not enjoyed a book this much since fierce invalids home from hot climates....katherine you really must read it.

Current Mood: curious
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Monday, April 10th, 2006
3:15 pm
i was told that i look liek a young paul mccartney....probably the best compliment ever.

Current Mood: amused
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Friday, April 7th, 2006
4:20 pm
i made pitas for Tara Reid at least 30 times last night. It was crazy.

i greatly admire a number of caring, intelligent and perservering women in my life. i hope i can in some way catch a glimmer of their splendor. until then i hope to at least always act in kindness...something that is not always the most natural thing.

bob dylan really is quite wonderful on a grey day such as this.

lack of sleep really can illuminate a number of things.

Current Mood: contemplative
Comments: make my day.
Tuesday, March 28th, 2006
10:41 am
i have decided i am only going to write about what interests me.

yesterday i didnt have to work (i asked off under the premise of needing to study for my test this morning but didnt really get around to it until quite late) and decided since it was oh so nice i would go run all the errands i have been needing to for weeks....it has been weeks because i walk everywhere due to the fact that jon still hasnt fixed my bike and matilda is dead. so anyway....im walking...

and i find a dried up corn cob! liek what fussy ladies put on their porches for thanksgiving, along with some tarted up scarecrow...so anyway, i take this corn cob (probably most appropriatly called maize)

and i decide to drop on every second from the time i find it until it runs out. i found it at the corner of 3rd and duck.

leaving my trail of corn, i walked down third to husband, walked to heathers house and decided to leave a note on her door...collected some lamb's ear from the garden outside her house to occupy the hand that wasnt flipping corn on the ground...

and made it all the way to my bank at husband and 7th.....going both up and down heather's stairs and down a couple alleys. all in all i found this to be compelling information.

Current Mood: curious
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Monday, February 13th, 2006
4:23 pm
ee cummings- i carry your heart with me
for the day of st. valentine....

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

random update? yes...but i was bored...and it is far too blustery to be outside.

Current Mood: sleepy
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Sunday, November 28th, 2004
12:55 am
Your True Nature by llScorpiusll
The quality that most appeals to you:Creativity
In a survival situation, you:Fight, and enjoy it
Your hidden talent is:Courage
Your gift is:Athletic ability
In groups, you:Are the entertainment
Your best quality is:Your insightfulness
Your weakness is:Your furious temper
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12:51 am
the attack of sophia the quaint
i just watched the movie uptown girls with my little sister. i found it incredibly touching.....even though brittany murphy was in it. i think that maybe i am just sleepy and emotional.

thanksgiving break is always a little strange to me....and even more so this year. i get tired of memory sometimes. other times i suppose it is neccesary though.

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice --
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do --
determined to save
the only life you could save.

~ Mary Oliver

i know i have posted this before, but i needed to see it for my own sake.


Current Mood: discontent
Comments: 2 rocked the Casbah - make my day.
Wednesday, September 22nd, 2004
2:56 pm
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Sunday, September 12th, 2004
7:57 pm
so i have to find an essay as a prompt for a paper....john cage's essays on silence? or something about the socratic cults and geometry?

who knows.

i rented spellbound, a documentary about 8 kids who attempt to win the national spelling contest. it was hysterical if i do say so myself. I now have shiteloads of homework and little to no motivation to do so. blarb.

also, i should bathe.

Current Mood: dirty
Comments: make my day.
Wednesday, September 8th, 2004
11:56 pm
things currently making my life a living hades:
1) my allergies that have run ammuck and made me feel liek im on the brink of death
2)my paper for ryans class that was due on tue. but i couldnt bring myself to finish.
3)reading responses. hi, am i 5? awesome.
4)grumpy roomates
5) not enough time for anything including sleep.
6)working a double and going to class on the day my allergies chose to run ammuck.

Current Mood: cold
Comments: make my day.
Wednesday, September 1st, 2004
11:16 am
has been a while, yes no? school and work are royally kicking my arse. I am feeling less awake, yet more aware, if that makes sense. I have two jobs as of late, and 15 hours....a nice little slice of responsibility if i do say so myself, but somewhere in there i have found the time to be reading and exploding and thinking and melting all over the place. there are few things more loverly than walking home by yourself at sunset(oklahoma sunsetsare the mostlovely) coming from a mentally stimulating class, and listenging to sigur ros (). i feel liek new days are ahead(duh) but not just any new days, new days that are full of excitment and discovery and wiggling toes.

please go read letters to my son by kent nerburn. i will be posting some selections soonish. ttfn.

oh....www.janemarple.com is my fall wardrobe. im going for brittish grandma meets great gatsby excess.

Current Mood: calm
Comments: 3 rocked the Casbah - make my day.
Friday, July 2nd, 2004
11:24 am
blarb and snarb= kiss it.
postpostpostpostpost toasties.

so this weekend (whoa, come to think of it, it wasnt the weekend, wed. and thur... man summer janks with my head.) was pretty fun in the relative scale of things. i went with my wonderful friend amanda (oubrummie) to norman where we met up with tyler(twentymilesonthecoletrane) tyler(wolfatthedoor) birddog and johnnyfro to go see ester drang. twas pretty nice i do think. Sethk and stephen were both there and fun times were had....but after the show i was really tired so we didnt stick around. we got a burrito and heaeded back to edmond cos the next morning we were getting up to drive to stillwater/

we went to lake carl blackwell to wakeboard. we went with jon mooney on his ghetto fab boat, but it was really fun. jesse played mr. safty patrol the whole time and kinda freaked out a lot, but he loved watching people fall. it was all rainy, and they had a show that night, so we came back pretty quickly. after the lake we went back to edmond and swam at jon's house, then went to bricktown to eat with laura, heath , adrienne, and sutter. Kunek was p[laying there in bricktown so we went over to the bar they were at and watched....it was so wonderful. i think they are the most lovely band ever, for today at least.

my mom came there and was totally blitzed and she kept yelling and telling really embaressing stories.....it was not so cool. afterwards, we all went back to ponygirls house and went to sleep cos im pretty sure i had to be at work at 11 am in stillwater this morning. suck. oh well..im now at hideaway, and i have to work a double, on liek 4 hours of sleep. good grief. i hope i dont pass out mid stride and drop a pizza on some red neck and his fifty children that are all out there dropping cracker crumbs on everything.

call me if you have fun 4th o july plans......i need some good ideas....and i realllllly want to re-attempt the sparler bomb that failed with jonnyfro and birddog on monday.

the skies here have been unusually lovely as of late, and a further post detailing this is on its way.


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