so of course i should be sleeping (way back in time, that was the name of my first online journal... i think... ah, those where the days... blogging from the street for love, now that was a unique perspective... anyway), but instead i played that game (yes, that game, except this time it isn't having the video game diet effect it was having the first few months i played it so instead, i paused cuz it crashed windows vista again and ate a bowl of cereal in the big chocolate mug {in the big green chair} and once again forgot to close the parentheses) and ate and watched tv and added this after-parentheses part the next night...
i wonder how many of you got here by googling cereal killers, or serial, for that matter... isn't life strange?... well, it depends on perspective, ya know...
belly growing again, though i am eating healthy 90% of the meals... just eating at less than healthy hours and too much... if i wasn't lazy and didn't have the laptop on my lap at the moment, i'd make myself another bowl of cereal... yes, make... i don't eat cereal straight out of the box... i usually mix at least two different kinds of cereal together with extra fruits and/or nuts, depending on what's in the house... tonight's cereal recipe called for some powdered milk topped with chopped dates and golden raisins topped with kashi u cereal (black currants, walnuts, whole grain flakes, and granola) topped with post select grains (whole grains with crunchy pecans) and then ice water gets poured over the top and stir (not shaken) and munch munch munch slurp, rinse, and repeat...
yay brett farve!...
meanwhile, if you love what you are doing every day, then you'll be a happy person... that is what i want you to take with you, if nothing else... hopefully what you love doing every day isn't hurting people, or yourself, for that matter... whether it's painting or singing or dancing or playing with computers or running a corporation or flying airplanes or walking dogs or making love or eating semi-home-made cereal, as a wise someone once said, it's you're thing, do what you wanna do...
really, thatis thereal...
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
killer cereals
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roller coaster is a good metaphor for life yes. especially because it eventually does slow down and eventually it does come to a stop they say. but it all is a figment of the imagination. life never stops, because if you're still thinking about it, it obviously can't be over. so, as long as you are worrying about life, there is nothing to worry about.
another great life metaphor is a boat. life is like a boat that sails out to sea and then sinks. i forget who said that. but while the boat is still sailing. eat some pie, or cereal.
i found a great new place that sells awesome homemade pies for $3. i'm all excited and they open at 8 a.m. i love pies. i better be careful though because i might gain weight. ack!
the roller coaster ride is probably my favorite metaphor for life... i've been relating to it in prose and rhymes ever since i first started writing, in fact, there's a series of "roller coaster ride" rhymes way back in the handwritten books somewhere... the usual theme is that the roller coaster ride goes on forever, even when you and i are both gone... the roller coaster ride keeps us together, like babbling it just keeps on rolling on... the roller coaster ride goes on forever... and with it we just keep on rolling on... while you and i may die alone together... someone else will ride after we're gone... the roller coaster ride goes on and on... or something like that...
simple stuff, mostly... and so true, all in the mind... everything is an illusion and all the drama and stress and worry are just creative ways to nudge the emotional roller coaster along cuz constant serenity can get very boring without a great imagination...
i like the boat metaphor... could probably build on that if i had half a mind, but tonight, i only have a few brain cells functioning... might say the engine room is flooded and i need a bilge pump... nope. there's no wind for the sails tonight... just rowing in circles with one oar...
we can see people as different types of boats... there must be an online quiz for that... what kind of boat are you?... yup. i like that boat metaphor...
oh dear, pies... ironically, it took me a while to learn to like cooked fruit... in the beginning, i didn't like fruit much except for a few... i didn't like bitters or citrus and i didn't like pulp, but juice i liked...
i always loved chocolate cream pie though... now i love most every kind of pie, though i still prefer the sweeter onces to the exotic sharper or tartier fruity ones... i'm not a big fan of tart unless it's a powdered sugar candy kind and even then, i can pass most of the time...
but chocolate cream.... i'm drooling at the thought... in fact, i drool pre-thought...
i'm kinda glad the pie place isn't in orlando... or a chain... it isn't a chain, is it?...
ok, so it's time to stop eating for a week and remember i was on the road to dropping weight when i suddenly drove off a cliff into a chocolate cream pie a few weeks ago... i've got about twenty five pounds to drop so i stop feeling sluggish and slow running the bases and then i could be a stud and attract another the one and live a shared happily ever after instead of the solitary happily ever after i'm already well on my way to...
yeah, it's all about the superficial (amusing website, actually, kind of reminds me why i am alone in this world, but that's mostly besides the point)... but there are some superficials (ah yes, libbo speaks) that are worth googling in every way...
one of these days i'll find me a good wife and give up this life of raging hormonal urges...
have fun out there :)
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