Took Luca to the vet today and we saw two of his siblings, Myla and Romeo(or something). Romeo was taller and fatter than Luca, Myla was shorter and fatter than Luca. So now the vet told us to feed him more, so I get to see how big he can really be. I intend on seeing just how fit and strong I can make a dog, Luca is my experiment. Three mile runs, and three cups of food a day, he'll be three times the dog man has ever bred, and I shall call him, perfect.

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I like to get lost in thought, and when I say lost in thought, I mean you could be right in front of me talking to me, and I can't hear a thing you're saying. I don't really do that in conversation though, I mainly save that kind of in depth-thought for work at school. And the other day at work I was thinking about how people can really take pride in pointing out the painfully obvious, and feel like they have made a real great point. Like say you have a zit on your cheek, that person who comes up to you and says, "Hey, did you know you have a zit on your face?"
"No einstein I hadn't fuckin noticed I had a zit on my face, it's a good thing you pointed it out to me, cause now I can take it off!"
And they feel so good about themselves for pointing out the obvious, like they're smart or something. I was thinking about the guy who came up with that famous quote, "Money can't buy you happiness." Here's another real smart guy. I think the day he stumbled onto this realization would have gone something like this.
He wakes up in the morning and wipes the sleep from his eyes, he turns to find his wife is already up. So he gets up and does his morning routine. He goes to the kitchen where his breakfast is sitting on the table awaiting him. He sits down to enjoy his breakfast, when his wife begins to nag him. "Do you know what today is?! Ofcourse not, it's only our anniversary! You don't pay attention to me, you dont take me out, you don't buy me nice things! So really this is your fault, I've been cheating on you Dave, with the milkman! He atleast pays attention to me!" She then storms out of the room, and Dave eats his breakfast. Then his two kids join him at the table, a daughter and son. The daughters a total slut, and the son's an asshole. "Hey dad, I need $20 for lunch at school today." says the son, no hello, just a demand for money. He looks at his daughter as she bends over and reaches into the fridge, he can see her ass hanging out from under her well too short skirt. "Go put on some clothes." he tells her. "YOU'RE SUCH AN ASSHOLE DAD, I HATE YOU! YOU JUST WANNA CONTROL MY LIFE, I FUCKING HATE YOU!" then she storms out. "Hey asshole, can I get the $20 bucks or what?" So Dave gives his son $20 bucks. On his way to work Dave gets a flat tire, and gets grease all over his clean clothes while changing the tire. He also developes quite a bad headache, so he stops off the local cvs to pick up some tylenol. While cruising the aisles of CVS Dave thinks about how horrible his life is, and how unhappy he is. He's stuck in a deadend job, his wife is fucking the milkman, his daughters a slut who hates him, and his son needs twenty bucks for drugs. A thought then dawns on him, instead of spending money and buying tylenol, which will give a temporary remedy, why not buy something that will last a lot longer? So he starts to scan the shelves in search of "Happiness". He scours for quite some time, and simply cannot find happiness. He asks the man at the counter, "Do you guys sell happiness?" The attendant tells him no. It was then Dave had the epiphany of a lifetime, money can buy you anything, but it can't buy you happiness. After that moment, Dave knew he was the smartest man alive.

In my opinion, Daves a stupidass motherfucker. Yeah no shit sherlock, money can't buy you anything that's not tangible, I hate stupid people.

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So I got out of the shower, and decided to play with my digital camera. I apologize for the vanity, but I don't really have anything else to take pics of, sucks I know. Bouta go to film class and discuss "Collateral", which by the way was an excellent movie worth the $200 tickets cost these days.

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It's friday night and I'm chillin at home. I don't actually have a problem with this, sometimes it's good to spend some time alone. I think people these days really underrate alone time. We're all so concerned with going out and doing something, the thought of being alone strikes fear and trepidation into many. But then again, we are a sociable species, so this could be something unavoidable. Either way, I'm chillin at home tonight. The future is uncertain, and that bothers me. I spend life in my head pondering the answers to those metaphors so many before me questioned. Sometimes I find answers, most of the time I don't. But I can't seem to stop thinking for a split second, I wish nirvana was a state of mind easily earned, but I suppose nothing great in life is easily found.

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There are those people, those people you cannot let go of. Those people you love so much, they can stab you in the heart, and you'll still hold your arms out to embrace them. That is the love of family, blood. There are those other people, who you fall in love with. If the love is true, you will never say goodbye, and they will always live in your thoughts. I hope it was true, I hope those words were meaningful, I hope when the month of gift giving comes, you will be here, both of you. If you read this, I pose a question. Do you think it is better to have loved and lost, or never loved at all?

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He sits alone lost and confused,
He sips on a dilluted drink,
He sits alone simply to think,
He sits alone and tries not to blink,
He stands alone as does she,
He is a votary of love,
She is a votary of a love she never had,
Suddenly the two have become a mixture of water and oil,
The temperature has been set to boil,
The relationship is set to uncoil,
The words may be released but they do not touch the ears to which they are preached,
He sees her as a virago,
She sees him as a salmagundi,
He is a melange of good traits splashed on the canvas to be something unknown with a great quality,
Unlike anything before him, She holds him like she held her heart before,
Tightly she holds him, not sure what she's holding on to,
He has entered another realm,
She was once salutary upon him,
Now he sees a depiction of love that he depracates against,
He loved to a point,
He climbed to the highest mountaintop,
He ran to the deepest canyon,
While visiting these regions he lost what he found,
The diadem he gave her, she threw away,
A great storm of fire grew from the gates of hell,
It was here he realized what she was,
Through the clouds of smoke she called a name that was not his own,
In her deepest despair she cried for another,
He ran to her and she pushed him away,
The flames have been extinguished and he has become tetchy,
She never did limn her love,
In the end she may lose her love,
She holds a cold hand that feels no warmth,
When she cries his name he is slow to respond,
His heart has become verdant,
She claws at his heart, but it may be unpenetrable,
Unaware of the room he sits in he does not look for a door,
So he sits alone lost and confused,
He sips on a dilluted drink,
He sits alone simply to think.


Any writing I post is original unless in quotes.

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