A life without memory is a life on the run

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Trivialities

It's cold here, so I'm wearing long johns under my jeans. They're
showing through the wholes in my jeans, but it's comfortable, so it
doesn't matter.

I should be studying, but I have other things on my mind. Whether I
should call a girl I think I like. Whether I should go and make
some tea. Whether I should work with my brother this summer or
travel.

For the amount of what-ifs I have, nothing really seems to happen.
The two may be connected.

I keep wanting to go back and see what I've written. I'm sure there
are mistakes in my previous posts, and I'm a perfectionist and
don't want anyone reading to ever think I could make grammar
mistakes.

I'm halfway through the Iliad. Everyone panned Troy, but so far
it's been a pretty accurate adaption. Lots of people are killed in
various gruesome ways. Although they left out everything to do with
the Gods and Goddesses, which was a mistake in my opinion. It's
some of the most entertaining stuff in the poem.

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About Me

You know those people who say they should start a blog or journal and they do? There are really two types of those people. The ones who start to write and realize they have nothing to say, and so stop trying, or the ones who start to write and realize they have nothing to say either, but continue anyways.