Love stuff

I feel like I'm such a complicated person.

And in truth I am and yet in retrospective I'm probably not. Am I that much more in depth than the average person? I don't know. Maybe other people are just as complex as me and choose not to indulge the parts of them that might cause more of a ruckus than they're comfortable with. Maybe that's just it. I'm comfortable with all those unconventional little pieces of myself that make me into the undeniably semi unique person I am. I don't necessarily agree with them all, or even like them all, but I accept them all as a part of me and therefore hold a certain level of love and adoration for them. Even the part of me that can admit to enjoying cold weather as an excuse to have more blankets cuddled up with me and the part that secretly fantasizes about what the world would be like if characters like Buffy, Dr.Horrilble, and Harry Potter were real. And c'mon ... obsessing over the same song for 3 weeks is okay! Right? Being completely passionate about a million different things is somehow totally normal, and the fact that I don't care how much of a whatever anyone thinks I am for openly expressing my love of whatever it is that I love is perfectly commonplace. Maybe.

It's like when I compliment someone and they look at me strangely as if they just looked at me and happened to notice that I have three heads, each resembling the three stooges but with more colorful hair and more feminine voice. You know how when you go to a Harry Potter movie premier, if you get into the right theater everyone is dressed up and jumping up and down about the excitement of the new installment of the movies and it's not at all out of place to be giddy and exuberant and ramble about Harry Potter? It doesn't matter if I'm surrounded by a room of co-fans, or just one. If I'm excited about something it shows. I'm openly happy. What is so wrong with that?! What's wrong with being honest. Who cares what people around you who may or may not know you think? It's their loss for not experiencing the feelings of utter joy every time the should so feel like. And if they judge you negatively for it then they're just not as comfortable with that situation and that's their loss. Oh well. I know many close minded people are under this assumption that if someone posses the ability to have fun and laugh often, they must be missing the part of their brain that allows them to be serious, coherent, or otherwise responsible. Those people, I can promise you, are not worth your time. One has nothing to do with the other. Not in my eyes anyway.

So, my advice (even if you didn't exactly ask for it) would be to be responsible at work, do good at whatever you put your mind to, and be happy. Nothing else really matters unless you want it to. (I mean that socially btw .. I would never ever say that the melting of the icecap doesn't matter, or that you shouldn't give two thoughts to using reusable bags instead of plastic or paper) Be proud of what you love, share it with people and give them a chance to be awesome. Or if you prefer to keep your loves to yourself, do it because it's just too amazing for most human ears .. not because you fear what other people's opinions might be about your tastes.

GO! BE HAPPY! LOVE STUFF! WOO!
I <3 you. No seriously. I think that you're awesome. :)

Peace, Love & Pancakes
-Lib

Random Musings

-I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

-More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can't wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that's not only better, but also more directly involves me.

-Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

-Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

-That's enough, Nickelback.

-I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

-Is it just me, or are 80% of the people in the "people you may know" feature on Facebook people that I do know, but I deliberately choose not to be friends with?

-There is a great need for sarcasm font.

-I think everyone has a movie that they love so much, it actually becomes stressful to watch it with other people. I'll end up wasting 90 minutes shiftily glancing around to confirm that everyone's laughing at the right parts, then making sure I laugh just a little bit harder (and a millisecond earlier) to prove that I'm still the only one who really, really gets it.

-How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

- I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.

- LOL has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".

- I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

- Answering the same letter three times or more in a row on a Scantron test is absolutely petrifying.

- Whenever someone says "I'm not book smart, but I'm street smart", all I hear is "I'm not real smart, but I'm imaginary smart".

- How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?

- I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent someone from cutting in at the front. Stay strong!

- Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"

-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?

- While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.

- MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighbourhood.

- I find it hard to believe there are actually people who get in the shower first and THEN turn on the water.

-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

- Bad decisions make good stories

-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Sailor Moon Book that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!

-If Carmen San Diego and Waldo ever got together, their offspring would probably just be completely invisible.

-Why is it that during an ice-breaker, when the whole room has to go around and say their name and where they are from, I get so incredibly nervous? Like I know my name, I know where I'm from, this shouldn't be a problem....


-You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you've made up your mind that you just aren't doing anything productive for the rest of the day.

-Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after DVDs? I don't want to have to restart my collection.

-There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

-I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

- "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this ever.

-I hate being the one with the remote in a room full of people watching TV. There's so much pressure. 'I love this show, but will they judge me if I keep it on? I bet everyone is wishing we weren't watching this. It's only a matter of time before they all get up and leave the room. Will we still be friends after this?'

-I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Dammit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

- I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.

-I like all of the music in my iTunes, except when it's on shuffle, then I like about one in every fifteen songs in my iTunes.

- As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.

-Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

-I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

-Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn't know what do to with it.

-It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.

-I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.

-I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

-The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There's nothing like being made to feel fat before dinner.

I'm a nerd, I know :)

I'm going to try and explain how I feel today.

A lot of this probably going to sound either really weird or considerably silly so I apologize in advance for anyone who might happen to be reading this and not really know what's going on. But I am not, for the record, being silly or anything of the sort. So, with that I will embark on the journey of trying to express in words how it is that I feel today, in large part for my own benefit so that maybe I can understand it better once it's written down. (or typed)

I realized that I'm alive.

I mean I know that I'm living, I know that I'm alive, but I am alive. It doesn't matter for how long or for how short in perspective to the history of the world. I am here right now and I have the capability of doing amazing things. Aside from the amazing things I already know I'm going to do like work for the UN and help American society raise children with more respect, confidence, self awareness, and knowledge. There is absolutely nothing stopping me from doing anything except for myself. Who cares if my life is short. It's my life, let me worry about it. I will do with it as I please.

Reality is perception.

By that I mean that reality is what the vast majority of people believe, for instance if the world wants to believe that the world is flat .. then guess what. The world is flat. I don't always agree with the reality of human beings. And I am indeed a human being. A curious, complex creature with hopes and a determination to reach to every single star I have set out on my journey to reach. The most important part about it all to me is keeping in perspective that everything affects me. When I drive by a person walking and I look at them they affect me. Whether I realize it or not or want them to or not. I think we all affect each other directly or indirectly and that's why it's so significant to me to be able to help people. Because we all play a roll in everyone else's lives. I feel like I'm starting to ramble but I'm going to go with it.

As I sit here I have this immense feeling of life streaming through me. Everything looks new and beautiful. More so than other days for me. When I bite my lip I realize that's my lip. When I look in the mirror I realize that it's myself I'm looking at. Not that I wasn't aware of those facts before but now, it's as if I'm actually taking the time to recognize them. This is so difficult for me to explain. Everything that I do feels like I'm doing it for the first time, even though I know that I'm not, it's still invigorating and makes me smile. Grr. I can't imagine what this sounds like to you.

I guess the reason I even wanted to try and share this with anyone is because I really hope that people can realize that we need to be more self responsible of what we do and how we act. We have a tremendous effect on each other and the capability of having that effect on the world. Why don't we as people band together to use it in a more positive fashion. Why don't we quit wasting time being negative and hating on eachother, and focusing on the stupid things we might not like, and instead focus on how to make those things better and how we can take small steps in everyday life to achieve greater things.

These thoughts have sparked an idea.

I want to make a difference in my community. I'm going to write a letter to everyone on my street. I'm going to talk about togetherness and how we should act more neighborly towards each other. It's not about religion, money, social status, it's just about forming positive relationships with the people in your community. I hope that the people who read the letters don't think like most people do "Oh no, I don't want to meet other people. Bah." This could be a really great thing if everyone gets together. I'll have to think this out more thoroughly of course. And I'll post later on when I have a finished copy of the letter that I'm going to send out. And most importantly I'll document the whole thing.

So, am I crazy?

Probably. But that's okay. Just another day living as the Pancake Queen. Boo ya.

Peace, Love & Pancakes
-Lib