Fragments

It's crazy how much I am and feel like blogging. Sometimes I open a tab of Blogger and just kind of stare at it blankly even though I want to blog. It's kind of getting out of hand, how much I write. It's not only a lot of posts, but very long ones too. I doubt you guys would complain, but I find it amusing. My mind is still bouncing around like crazy. Absorbing everything, puzzling over everything, producing anything.

The first time I ever saw the commercial for a new Lifetime television series "Coming Home" I cried so instantaneous. And now I still am touched whenever I see it. I'm not gonna get into the fact that I'm, as you may call, opposed to war, and not really interested in the military. But this damn commercial is a total tear jerker. It really starts to kill me when the older son cries.


Internally, I have more fondness for films and televisions on DVD that have the subtitle or closed captioning option for "the deaf or hard of hearing individuals." If it says "for the hearing impaired" I get a little bitter.

Here are several lines from an episode of How I Met Your Mother that I found especially inspiring. But first the background story is that the main character has recently gotten out of a relationship and is interested in pursuing a wonderful girl. It's comedic, for he is a professor and he and his students have an open discussion to determine if he's ready for a new relationship. Here's the lines: "We're all scared." "Doesn't being scared let you know you're on to something important?" "If you're not scared, you're not taking a chance. And if you're not taking a chance then what the hell are you doing?" I thought it made perfect sense. It's always frightening getting into a new relationship or even just thinking about it. But we have to take that leap sometime.

Do I date the broken ones?

This sentence has a purpose of reminding me to later blog about dreadlock myths. Like many of us that feel compelled, I need to set the record straight.

I had this in a note in my phone for a very long time, but didn't want to offend anyone even though it's totally true, "Virgos are awkward!" Heh, it's totally and utterly true. It's especially obvious for male Virgos, while females have the capability, but don't bring it out nearly as often. I can list all these qualities from every Virgo I've had some sort of close relationship with in my life. Every sign of awkwardness. It's odd because I am still always surrounded by them. I don't think there was ever a single second in my life where I didn't have at least a couple Virgos in my life.

How many more times do I need to tell myself to start writing poetry?

In absolutely wonderful news, one of my best friends and her husband are moving in a townhouse literally a quarter of a mile from me. I haven't had a friend live that close to me in a ridiculously long time [with the exception of my last boyfriend]. When the news was creatively presented to me, I literally cried in so much excitement. This friend is one who I spend most of my time with since she actually lives closest to me of all my other friends and is also unemployed like me. All my friends live roughly 30 minutes or more from me, so she's just a bit closer. Her soon to being walking distance from me is a little bit too jizztastic. I'm already making elaborate future memories in my mind. The cool thing is, these houses are pretty awesome and for low income people, so they present a possible and very awesome option for me when I start making money. God it's so fucking exciting!! I honestly can't present the excitement with any more words...just the look on my face is enough. The funny thing is, they'll probably get a little tired of me...or not. I've been told that it's impossible to get tired of me, so I hope that's still the case.

I still am listening to LeAnn Rimes "I Need You" nonstop.

When I have a little bit more time, I need to dedicate a post to all the weird dreams I have been having lately. My sleeping schedule allows for all sorts of absurdity.

I officially have some tinsel, or as I dread the name "hair bling" in my dreads. I shall have some awesome pictures in the near future. They look really awesome, and thanks to my fabulous friend for putting them in.
So I guess my hair is further pimped out...?

Due to a lot of referencing and linking to older posts, I have been rereading quite a bit of them. It has inspired me to compose more posts of some sort of compilations of older posts relevant to a given subject. For the sake of informing new readers, and/or simply interested readers, but also to reveal the timeline of thought processes and progression/changes that have occured to me mentally and intellectually. Even I'm curious.

Well, off I go!