Archive for March, 1999

quotes for the day

I have been entertaining myself thusly:

[wjholcom@lisa ~]$ /usr/games/fortune
Being a mime means never having to say you're sorry.

[wjholcom@lisa ~]$ /usr/games/fortune
Thinking you know something is a sure way to blind yourself.
                -- Frank Herbert, "Chapterhouse: Dune"

[wjholcom@lisa ~]$ /usr/games/fortune
Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that
 you do it.
                -- Gandhi

[wjholcom@lisa ~]$ /usr/games/fortune
If at first you don't succeed, you're doing about average.
                -- Leonard Levinson

[wjholcom@lisa ~]$ /usr/games/fortune
Whatever you may be sure of, be sure of this: that you are dreadfully
like other people.
                -- James Russell Lowell, "My Study Windows"

[wjholcom@lisa ~]$ /usr/games/fortune
Logic is the chastity belt of the mind!

[wjholcom@lisa ~]$ /usr/games/fortune
Drew's Law of Highway Biology:
        The first bug to hit a clean windshield lands directly in
	front of your eyes.

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j: down and out / why do fools fall in love?

I am feeling sad and I want to write some. It feels like the right thing to do. I feel very apathetic and defeated.

I will tell the story of the last little bit and maybe I’ll come up with some cohesion. I would say that an apt starting place for where I am now would be the beginning of lent. D started deciding to break of with L and as such she started getting more open about her sexuality and about her desires for intimacy. I was around her alot and we talked about stuff alot. I was attracted to her romantically and I wanted to do the things that she was talking about. She didn’t like me though and it hurt alot.

My words feel very forced and artificial (ersatz). It doesn’t feel like I am really getting at whatever is bothering me. I’m going to continue though, perhaps things will get better.

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Something happened to me today which was interesting and I didn’t think that it was all that funny but I told my mom about it and she about died so I figured I’d share.

One of our department stores has been selling big fuzzy bunny rabbits for easter and they set them out throughout the store so that people would see them and buy them.

These bunnies have been fairly popular apparently and there are not many of them left in the store. Actually I have never seen one I heard of them from my mom and from a clerk both of whom thought that they were adorable.

So, my brother, Brett, and I wanting to see these adorable bunnies went off through the store rabbit hunting (using the appropriate Elmer Fudd voices of course) and during the course of our hunt though we did not find any rabbits we did find a ladies earring.

It was a pretty gold earring and I figured that some lady might want it back so I took it back to the service desk and told the lady “I was rabbit hunting and though nary a rabbit I did find this earring did turn up and if you have a repository for such things I thought that you might stick it there.” And she gave me the weirdest look for some reason. 😉

I didn’t think much of it but I did relate the incident to my mother who promptly bust out laughing and reminded me that not everyone knows what a repository is, but that most everyone has heard of a suppository and more than likely the lady thought that I was telling her to take the earring and shove it up her ass.

I guess there is a certain humor to it. =)

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j: conversations with John

Last night in the lounge I was sitting working on a project and John came in and started talking to me and D and he stood behind D and started giving her a backrub. John gives backrubs alot and I joke with him about the fact that I don’t get as many backrubs as D does. I joked a little bit and he switched over and started giving me a backrub then I laid down on the floor while he worked on my back.

While he was rubbing my back I talked some about the things that I have been going through thinking about D as of late. I felt more open and I wonder what affects his backrub had on my state of mind. Regardless I felt very open and talked about lots of stuff that I am usually uncomfortable talking about openly.

After I talked for a while we switched places and John told me what he thought about I. I tried my hand at the art of rubbing backs.

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