back in some capacity, blog now, have it posted later. works for me.
i have to say right now, i’m more anxious than i’ve been in a long time. the kind of anxiety that comes from excitement and the unknown though, not the “oh god now what” type of anxiety. but i shouldn’t even type anything in here about what it is. we’re excited though, and that’s a good thing.
otherwise, everything is about as normal as it usually is, hanging out, going to work, living. i read this book called “How I became stupid” not really expecting anything. i grabbed it down at elliot bay because i had finished my book while on jury duty and needed another. it was short, but i put it down for a month and then finished it today. i was intrigued by the story at the time, but the beginning was kinda preachy and off-putting. this guy thinks he’s too intelligent to be happy so goes on a quest to become an idiot and see what’s so great about living life in the middle. it sounded eerily like everything i say to justify my life to myself, with the basic idea being to force your round brain through the square hole greased with ideas like cynicism, statistics, submission, and over-simplification. i’m still not ready to touch that idea yet, i’m still caught up in the stupid for now. the book did boil down to just having others to share your experiences with, which is pretty much what i think happiness is. jesus though, i’m barley 30. i am in no hurry to figure it all out anymore, that’s for people who care deeply about things.
i care deeply about stuff. that is worth my time. for now i will keep gliding by, gearing myself up for the project of a lifetime.
Undiluted Stupid 