Blogging for February, kids.

I've just not been in the right place to blog. Sure I've had blog worthy happenings such as my first day at my new job and how I really like the game Borderlands as of late. I don't know though. I've just really not been spending that much time on the internet. And that's cool. I feel when I do that I start to not socialize in real life as much and I start to feel icky. I've been out with friends. Watching "How I Met Your Mother", working out, playing cards, homework parties (more like getting together with a few guys and reading or respective material), and the like. But I am blogging now, and I know I'll be posting some more over the next few days. I just had to dive in and actually DO IT.

I've been informed that I was beaten in my race to finish "The Cider House Rules." But now I have a reason to finish it so it can be discussed, so I'll probably have it knocked out by this weekend. (I love discussing important books, which is why I tend to stick to literature with Madeline; she's the best reading buddy ever. Aislinn and I read some FUN books...but nothing substantial ever.) I'm also reading "Nineteen Eighty-Four" for my honor's class which is quite good. I knew it would be. It's a lot different than I expected. That isn't good or bad. Just different. I know I'll be happy once I've finished it, because it is a book I've always meant to read but just hadn't gotten around to.

These last two days have really been kind of....eh. I mean, I've got a large part of 1984 knocked out and it's been nice to not have class. But I really wanted to work. I'm so happy/excited/proud of my new job and I just want to dive right in and keep going. But with no classes and the ground being a solid sheet of ice, I'm pretty much dorm ridden and all the halls are closed...and it's just been slow going.

I'm going to write a little poem right here, right now. For my own satisfaction as well as yours. Enjoy.


The Distance
With uncertain measures taken
A nonsensical sensibility of sorts is reached.
Action because stagnation because comfort?
Hopes and dreams and certainties...
They glimmer in the distance.
But that still means they're distant.

Pretty words from pretty lips drip
from an inexperienced tongue
To fall upon inexperienced ears.

Shadows chasing smiles and vice versa.
A hand shake, a good day, a kind word
And a short message that says you care.
Breathing in and breathing out.
That's what it takes to take things day by day.
And with each breath and with each day
We begin to span the distance.