new year's eve

the flaming lips, oklahoma city- covering dark side of the moon as soon as 2010 begins. i really don't want to miss such a FUCKING cool ass concert.

it's 13 hours away though. i'll pay someone to give me a ride. i am serious.

slow

our lives seem to be moving at an ever quickening pace, and i believe we should all...just...take time.
look around you. everything has a story. there is beauty in it's history.

i really don't know how to explain this website.
strange? exceedingly so.
it makes me think about stuff though.

http://www.nobodyhere.com/justme/whether.here

"what's really goin' on here?"

i met someone a couple weeks ago.
and i haven't felt so excited in a long time.

BACKTRACK

i've been very lonely in this year of 2009. it started off absolutely horrible.
think of Jan. 1 as the bottom of an oscillating wave- quite literally as depressed as i ever have been. whatever so this wave analogy...it's gone up, been happier. it's gone down, been more upset. but this wave never really peaked above just feeling average.

until recently. i never thought i would say this, but things are looking up.

peace.

hopefully enriching.

The first thing I did before even typing this sentence was to decide on the font. I wanted to make it look nice, you know? It's important that I present myself correctly.

I never had a journal growing up. So this going to be a way for me to open my thoughts and feelings towards the world, and I am eager to see what this teaches me. I don't believe I show enough emotion in real life sometimes- this could be a way of compensating for that, perhaps.

Oh...what am I getting myself into. Keeping a dream journal isn't that bad of an idea either, so that's going to be interesting. I think I'm growing older. I'm more bent on preserving the abstractions of life, instead of the concrete. Some things in life don't really matter more than when I was younger, and I've acquired new things to hold dear to. Because growing older requires an adaptive way of thinking and behavior, and happen I look back on my recorded thoughts 50 years from now, my personality will have matured greatly- thus recollections becoming a didactic experience.

disgrace.

Family Smoking Prevention and Tobacco Control Act.


Being a deeply concerned and cynical person (does that even sound possible?), I have a lot of problems with this.


It bans the sale of "flavored" cigarettes. But not menthol flavored ones. Why not menthol? Menthol is a flavoring.


The big tobacco companies use that flavor. This Act effectively puts competition to Big Tobacco out of business, while increasing their market share. That's my hypothesis, at least. But it makes sense, yes? Every flavor of cigarette that B T doesn't own, well, it's gonna kill in order to protect their profits. A person addicted to Djarum Black Clove cigarettes (yum), will not have them anymore, and be forced to choose from the hundreds of cigarette brands that B T controls.


Yeah I know smoking of any kind is bad- so that's my spin on this- but as someone who enjoys it, these are my thoughts on it.


I was at David's in Des Moines yesterday. It's a cross between a cigar store and Hallmark. I saw that they had Djarums for sale! Apparently, they are now "filtered clove cigars"...effectively skirting away from being defined a "cigarette". I salute you Djarum for your unwillingness to give up in the face of Big Tobacco.


And chicha is the next target. Seriously? People have been enjoying hookahs and all that for hundreds of years. Say no to chicha and yes to Marlboro! FUCK that.


Don't mess with America. We'll make sure that flavored tobacco stays out of your kids mouths. We'll make sure that a hookah never gets near their lips. Because everyone knows that regular cigarettes taste, smell, and make you feel a whole hell of a lot better.