prepare for the art of random!

well, i reckon that i'm darn tired out of the whole school thing and it's not even quite halfway in. not a good sign. i'm not honestly quite sure where i'm going to pull the forces together from to attack the rest of the semester. perhaps i have a few garrisoned in my emotion...who knows. all i know is that i've never been this knotty before. it's kinda cool, actually, but has to be bad for my health. note to self: take a massage class with sara so we can destroy knots with surgical accuracy. anyone else think that hillary duff is perhaps the worst actress/sell-out yet. i mean damn! justin and brittney were bad enough but she's even worse! how could someone be so blind as to think they have talent when they have none. and the wb, omg, i can't dig on that. maybe smallville but that's because i'm a boy and anything superhero related is almost golden to me. but nothing else, i swear. like one tree hill. what is the real point of the show? because as far as i can tell from seeing ten minutes is that it's about sex, sexism, sex and spin the body. wooo! i guess i don't have enough testosterone going through my system to care about bad television with sex added. turns out i'm a really opinionated person. not quite sure when that happened, whew! i just like what i like and think that some of the rest of the world is total bullshit. like anything corporate and something corporate. and blink 182 and blink 183, 184, 185 and 195 and all the rest of those radio "punk" bands. i think that's where this all started, honestly. i can't stand them or their progeny. in fact i just don't like the radio much. i think nothing is better than a great band no one else knows. or a great author no one knows. or your favorite poem that you introduce people to. or your favorite spot that no one knows how to get to but you. i just love the things that define you as an individual who has experienced american life and gone deeper with it. i still love america but i love the small stuff therein. voting, thinking for yourself, hard work, having a great time in the way you want, enjoying your life and your music and your reading and being yourself. when did americans get so damned superficial? i mean, i'm all for looking good but basing your opinions of someone based on how they look? i go deeper than that. there are a lot of people who are damn sexy but are the most horrible people and i just can't look at them as being that attractive after learning that. as an example of when that's not true, let's look at sara. not that i put her on a pedestal or anything, mind you. i really don't. i just think that she's got the sexiest lines of anyone i've ever seen. she's not too thin, not too thick, she's got great hips and beautiful shoulders. they're both wide but not too and have the best curves to them. just right. and she's not a wuss, either. she works 14 hour days and is still pretty spunky that evening. she'll do it for three or four days. she's just that motivated. and yet she's still such a great person. i can just sit there with her all day for two weeks and never feel like i need to do anything special or be anything spectacular or even do anything other than just being there with her. i love that feeling. just sitting at the table eating breakfast and reading the paper with each other, watching movies, just cuddling. i can't even begin to describe how excited i am to move out there and get to do that every day!