So in approximately 11 hours, I'll be in a huge metal device, 491,290 feet above the earth, on my way to half-way-across-the-world. That's right, Amy and I totally leave for Europe today, and I'm having a hard time believing this. I'm obviously not packing like I should be, and I obviously should probably still be sleeping since it's 7:30am and I'm going to be awake all night until probably 1:30pm tomorrow (we get to Madrid at 7:30pm, European time).

But I figured it's better to get up early, have a really good breakfast, work on my website, and get some stoof done before I throw everything in this crazy backpack and think about peacing out.

And that's all, I'm gonna go freak out some more. :D

Hiroshima

Post-Secret has become yet another reason why I look forward to waking up on Sunday mornings. Now, I know that probably 150,249,394 other people say the same thing, but there's something comforting about that, and not cliche. There's always the strange, yet unsensical hope, that someone will have written something about you and you'll suddenly have a link back to something that was thought lost a long time ago. One secret that struck me this week was this one.

There's something about the setting and the historical context of it that caught me off-guard. Someone is obviously writing this in reference to Hiroshima (I figured this out when I enlarged the thumbnail and the name in the address bar of Firefox was 'http:///../hiroshima.jpg'), but it's applicable to a vast array of other things. And why are they referencing something that happened 63 years ago and killed everyone in its path? It just makes you wonder what the connection could be, how it applies to other areas of this person's life, and well...why?

The Way I See It #263

Run when you can, walk when you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up.

-- Dean Karnazes Runner and author of Ultramarathon Man

Floor-lounger?

Because I definitely am. But then you always end up with those rug-burn-ish-type-things on your elbows and hardcore indentations from the rug, or hardwood floor that you're leaning on. Putting aside the fact that it looks a bit like a massage table, I think this is pretty sweet, and another reason why Asian people need to never stop inventing things (sorry, Thomas Edison):


Seriously. No elbow-prints, it's probably better for your circulation, and you have your own little chin rest. If you're a drooler though and tend to fall asleep at your computer (as I don't think very many people are...but hey, you never know), then I don't want to use your lazy geek's cushion...just get me one for my next birthday. : )

The Eiffel Tower looked really pretty this morning, as seen from my iGoogle homepage.

This is from an article in Violent Acres today:
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The phrase ‘The Customer is Always Right’ is the single worst philosophy that has ever been adopted by American culture. It gave an entire generation of people the green light to be as impolite, unreasonable, and demanding as their little hearts desired because they were always going to be considered right. It destroyed the entire concept of courtesy and rendered manners obsolete. People began to treat their peers in the service industry like incompetent morons, lacking in feelings or human dignity, who deserved to be browbeaten and abused for no other reason than they had the audacity to run out of a particular brand of coffee. Furthermore, instead of suffering negative repercussions for their appallingly disrespectful behavior, they are awarded with free coupons and plenty of ass kissing. In reality, they should be shunned and humiliated for behaving like such self absorbed little children.
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Ok, well obviously this person is way disgruntled about the entire issue, but I will have to agree with them to a certain extent. This phrase really has destroyed some people's perception of manners and how to use them when interacting with other people. It's given them the privilege to think that there is no way possible that they could be wrong, and that they can jump to conclusions and immediately be right. Now, granted, I'm not saying it's not possible for the consumer to be right, it's just strange how consumerism thrives on making the customer happy, even if they are blatantly out of line.

And that's my rant.

Some-er!

5 Years Ago Today...

"6/9/03
If at all possible, please
excuse Ali Yuhas from Spanish
to setu for yearbook distribution on
Tuesday, June 10th.
Thank you,
Kristen Toriello"

So I switched bags today and when I took my computer out of my bag when I got to work, this note came out with it. It's kind of strange when things that happened 5 years ago to the day totally surprise you like this.

Even weirder is the perspective it puts things in since meaningless things like getting out of my 9th period AP Spanish class was probably stressing me out, and in comparison to, well, life, it's seemingly the smallest deal ever. Point? Stressing out is never worth it.