Every once in a while I wish I could scream to the ends of the internet:
“Keep your eyes on your own fucking paper!”
Many won’t understand where I’m coming from on this since it is something that
Just mind your own beeswax, sunshine — I’m minding mine and it smells fabulous.
(this outburst brought about by nothing specific, BTW)
IN OTHER NEWS
Played some City of Heroes (yay)
Got in touch with friend I haven’t talked to in months via CoH (double yay)
Visted and gamed and hung with
Ate bad food and feel sluggish/unhealthy for it (boo)
House a mess and schedule thown off (boo)
Got to go to Voodoo Donut (I’ll spell it Donut if I want! 😛 ) (yay [and boo for the food item mentioned above])
So it looks like the Yays have it; I declare it a YAY holiday for everyone this week. Please celebrate appropriately.
and a big PS of advice for those who care about this fool’s ideas:
What you hate about others is almost always what you really hate about yourself. When you face your own faults and change, you can then change others by example. This is the only way change occurs. Inspire, my friends. Inspire.
: P
Blair Wins, but Blair also loses.
“Keep your eyes on your own fucking paper!”
Heh, maybe some day I’ll get the hang of that. People are too fascinating to me though. Often equally perplexing. And quite often, I think, it’s safer and easier to look outward for insight rather than in.
What you hate about others is almost always what you really hate about yourself.
I can totally get on board with that statement. I use to be the world’s worst at doing that. My homophobic highschool past still shames the fuck out of me. Now, at least, I can usually catch myself projecting and say “Stop.”
I have to keep a contant vigil on myself.
I say, “Right on!”
Makes me feel better in the short run. Not really.
your posts always inspire me to stop and think.
or elicit a chuckle.
or maybe just make me happy about monkeys!!!
i look forward to meetin’ ya at the Tiki-Crawl! and it’s been
faaaarrrr too long since I’ve seen tikimama, too. boo to THAT! 😛
Sometimes I read my posts afterwards and think, “What the hell was I smoking – OMG! look at that grammatical error! Damn, That’s not clear at all.”
I must have the world’s slowest Tourette’s.
The crawl is fast approaching – The mug is looking fantastic. We’re pouring the Proofs this week, then cast those proofs and fire and glaze! Wee!
The world needs more monkey happiness.