My Oddities, let me show you them

I am growing insane, apparently, by definition, because I keep trying the same thing in my relationships and I'm constantly expecting something different to happen. The question that poses itself is is this really insane taking into account that all people are made as individuals? A pessimist sees all people the same, whereas an optimist might find new opportunities in every meeting. Is that really so insane?

It is said among the wise that in order to find friends and/or to be a friend, be interested in them. This makes sense, but how exactly is that accomplished? I may not even need friendship, what about just some help? How does one accomplish finding that? As much as I write about myself, I don't want to be selfish. This is all just so weird.

Obligatory Thanksgiving Post

So I know it's (as of now) 20 minutes past Thanksgiving officially, but I felt motivated to write a list of what I'm thankful for. You know, the whole schpeel.

1. Obligatory first item, though I do not regard it as merely obligatory, is my salvation. No matter what crap I find myself in the midst of or what kind of things I've done to my existence, There's always the fact that I am saved by Grace, and that power comes through faith, and faith comes from the Word of God. Fantastic.
2. I actually mentioned this at the dinner table today... call me a nerd, but I'm really thankful for technology. Despite the naysayers that call it the doom of mankind, technology has made life so much easier (if not too easy) for privileged nations like the US to go on. Technology has saved probably millions of lives by now, and it *literally* paves a cultures way through the pages of history. I'm glad America is in the top tier of advancing nations. (Oh, and that we are free to do so. Obligatory freedom plug.)
3. I am probably most thankful for--in the personal sense of what has been personally bestowed upon me--the blessing that Gateway Worship has been to me. They are not even my second family; as far as I'm concerned, they are pretty much just as important to me. I thank God personally for each person and their influence on my life.
4. About a year ago, I went through a stage when I thanked God specifically for prompting the existence of music. I believe it is the closest thing to direct communication of souls that can be heard by a human ear, and God made it!
5. I just remembered.. I am unbelievably thankful for my hands, feet, eyes, ears, nose, taste and all that stuff. I love God's world.
6. I'm thankful for my pedalboard. ^_^

What are you most thankful for this season, COMMENTERS?

My soul is speaking to me--it says your fly is down.

Do you ever get the feeling that on the inside, someone is trying to talk to you? From what I can tell, it's not the Holy Spirit and it's really odd. Sometimes I feel as if an idea or a concept is screaming from inside and I'm just sitting there on my rear ignoring it. Perhaps a song is clawing at my insides attempting to escape, or perhaps a poem is only a step away from leaving my breath.

If you spend any amount of time around me on a semi-regular basis, you know I have the tendency to say the silliest things out of nowhere. I'll claim I have no disorder of attention deficiency, but I really am beginning to wonder. Let me paint a picture for you: Imagine me in a dark place, nowhere in particular, all alone, standing in a spotlight from above. With seemingly no inspiration, I say something stupid, such as "How could evolution have made such perfect genital puzzle pieces?" Another note--often times my musings are quite..edgy. I baffle myself on a daily basis when these things slip out of my mouth.

I clearly baffle others, too. Some appreciate it, such as my sister and her friends. Some don't, and in each case that this is true, they're usually right. The beloved Brad Jackson is quick to suggest the installation of an oral filter, to stop the stupid things. I am quick to retort that I like being stupid (and this sounds sillier as I type it) and putting a filter on hinders me from being me! But I really am in a pickle. Those odd things that I say really aren't helpful towards my personality. Sure, quirks are fine, but I miss the things I used to muse over when I was studying philosophy and English. Yet, I have matured since then. None of this makes sense to me at all.

So what should I really do when I encounter that person in the spotlight saying to me "Oh oh oh! Tell them that his head is in the shape of a pear when he makes that face!"? I haven't a dang clue.

Finally, a real epiphery!

So I'm a bit of a socio-addict. I hadn't realized it, but I had become addicted to Facebook like an annoying junior high student (no offense, non-annoying junior high students) addicted to Myspace. I am quite sure that this addiction bled into my social interaction and made several meetings awkward, and more importantly, weirded a lot of people out. I apologize for my behavior. In an aim to better myself and re-prioritize, I won't be using Facebook for the remainder of the semester. Not only will I be able to focus on my school work, but I will no longer have what I determined to be a "romantic menu" accessible at all times. That may not make sense to you, but believe me, it's very important that I take a break. If you need to contact me, my phone number is listed there and you can always shoot me an e-mail or IM. Also, if you're so very desperate to talk to me, get a twitter. It's great.

Ciao, FB users.