Can I Leave?

It's Thursday. It's 80 degrees. I just had lunch. Can I leave work? I'm contemplating buying an Ipod. The battery to my Ipod is near death. I want the Ipod Touch. If you're gonna buy an Ipod I think you deserve the best. I know I do. I want to go tonight after work, but I also really want to just be home. This blog isn't very good. Okay, maybe it is. I feel good today. That's a nice change. Not that things aren't bothering me. But that's for another blog.

Reading is damned hard writing

Here I sit, microsoft word open with the straight line just blinking away on the blank white screen taunting me to write a word...a letter even. I tell the humming noise, which is trying to break through the wall surrounding my brain to cause the words to spill onto the keyboard; 'I have nothing to write about, the ideas are stuck inside a deep dark cavern of the writing side of my mind.' The humming doesn't listen. It doesn't understand I have the want, the NEED to write, to create my second novel but just not the words to put that novel together, nor the motivation it takes to sit at the computer and actually think. The blinking line doesn't comprehend that the longer it sits blinking the more I become agitated and my right hand will move to the mouse and move the cursor up to the "x" and shut off that writing program. I don't mean to do it, my arm moves of its own accord.

There's a quote I have on a bookmark of mine written by Ernest Hemmingway I believe, where it says "Reading is Damned Hard Writing," which I put as the title of this blog. Those words can't be truer. While people pick up a book, or short story or poem, they think to themselves that it is simple to write those. Well, I assure you all IT IS NOT! So I sit and stare at the blank screen becomming more and more depressed that not a single thought is coming to me on what in the world to write about. And if that thought comes to me? Well how do I go about writing it...how do I do the research for it? If any of you have any idea. Let me know.

Signed,
Lindsay

Book Club

Lindsay wants to do a book club. She wants to do a book a month. I vote for a book every three months. I'm very lazy.

Who wants to join? Write a comment if you do. I know we have many loyal readers. The details will be posted shortly. There's a rumor I might be in North Kingston this weekend.

Oh I wish...I wish...

What exactly is the point of life? You wake up in the morning, brush your teeth, put your hair the way you want, get dressed and eat breakfast. Then you get in your car and drive to work. While there you go through the hours looking at the clock and wishing the day to end so you can go home, run errands, watch TV, do what you normally do in your daily routine and then go to sleep only to do the same thing over again the next day and the next day, just yearning for the weekend to come where responsibility flies out the window and you can savor the two days of nothingness. And those two days fly by quicker than the week days go. Work is not even one ounce of fun or enjoyment. It is a means to an end; to pay those bills that are burning holes in the mailbox during the month and at the end of the month. So basically you are working a horrible job (not what you went to college for) to pay for a house that you rarely are in and a car that is parked outside of your office building more hours than you are driving it.

So...seriously, what is the point?

eh, I'm not having a very good day :/
Lindsay

It's Spring!

It's spring!
Don't be reading this blog today. Go outside. Fall asleep in the sun. I've almost fallen asleep at work.

Suit suit...

Do you ever just want to escape your life and live that of another; a better life, a more fun and exciting life, a life you dreamed was yours but was out of reach? Well if you answered no, then you are utterly and totally lying to not only me but to yourself. At one point or another in everyones life there comes that moment of "why can't I have that person's life?" So...what do you do? You know what I do?


I play The Sims.


Back way way many centuries ago...not long after the bible began...Okay well not that long ago, maybe about seven or so years ago, a game came out for the computer...a game called "The Sims" it was based slightly on "Sim City" but with people instead of cities and buildings. My brother had gotten it as a gift for some reason or another and him and his friend Jesse were big time into playing it. I sat down with them one day and was immediately hooked. I could make a person and have them live in a house, and have them make money and decorate their dwelling. And I could have them be whoever I wanted them to be. It was amazing. I remember one morning I woke up early (I know...ME? wake up EARLY? HA) and sat down at the computer with Adam and Jesse and we began designing our own houses and people and had them live. Before I knew it it was 1:00 in the morning! Time flew by!!! We had the cheat code for unlimited money so we could make the grandest houses and have the most magnificent furniture and decorations. Don't you wish there were a money cheat code in real life? I sure do! Then a few years later out came "The Sims 2" and it was more complex and even more entertaining. With "The Sims 2" you could have your family grow; instead of back in the original Sims where babies are born and then three days later they magically turned into a child. With Sims 2 the newborns turned into toddlers who then turned into kids and then into teenagers and so on and so on. And not only that but they had the real characteristics and traits of the parents who bore them. AMAZING! With each expansion pack the game became more and more enthralling and I looked forward to playing it all the time. And now, coming up in 2009...


THE SIMS 3!!!!!!!!!!!!


When I looked online and found that out I almost fell on the floor in excitement! Not only does all that happens in Sims 2 stay but now with the Sims 3 you can completely customize every little detail from the furniture and wallpaper matching to the exact characteristics of the people you make...So amazing. And the graphics are incredible. So with the Sims 2 and soon the Sims 3 you can transform yoruself into who you want to be...extroverted, confident, married with kids etc. It is certainly a computer game for life.


goodbye.
Lindsay

Court

I was suppose to be a witness in a trial yesterday. I was suppose to put my hand on the bible and swear to tell the truth. The whole truth. And nothing but the truth. It didn't happen. But it did get me to thinking about the idea of truth. Everyone has their own version. Who is right? Who is wrong? Life isn't so black and white. You learn that as you grow older. There's this shade of grey. Sometimes the grey is all you see. Sometimes the truth just doesn't sound right. I'm lonely. I'm gay. Sometimes denial is better. Better not only for you, but the people in your life. The truth can take you down. The truth always comes out. The truth can be hard and cold if you try to hide it. But when you confront the truth it becomes your best friend. There's this idea that telling the truth makes you more vulnerable, but it what it really does is make you more human. When you face it you become a more authentic person because you have a strength you never had before. You have a part of yourself you didn't have before. And it's that moment you have to remember the next time the truth gets you down.