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Bemused
I looked back on things today. I wound up here by accident; there was an email in my inbox telling me it's been 19 years today since I started a livejournal. And I haven't posted regularly for at least 10 of them. I read things, I saw memories. I never went back before the beginning of college. So much has changed, and some part of me yearns to be ( Read more... ) -
Thoughts on the Election
Dear Diary ( Read more... ) -
A return, and a reminiscense
Once upon a time... I had a LiveJournal.
Since they mandated I change my password, I ended up checking it out, and seeing what was there. It had been a while since a meaningful post, since I had been in China in 2010. It's a great record of the last years of high school and the years of college, and I've been on to back it up after the break in a ( Read more... ) -
Once Again, Long Time No See
Okay, so I don't use this anymore ( Read more... ) -
Is Anyone Even Listening? Does anyone even care?
Testing Test One Two Eight ( Read more... ) -
From a Friend
1. Your Middle Name ( Read more... ) -
A Repost of Something I Wrote for a Friend (Warning, Political Commentary Ahead)
This was in response to a comment about this link: mobile.washingtonpost.com/rss.jsp which is to an opinion piece entitled "We're spoiled brats, and we vote." The comment seemed to put the piece as a pro-liberal, anti-conservative attack (more specifically, big v small government). I responded as follows:
A I usually try to avoid political ( Read more... ) -
There's Nothing to Eat Around Here
When I lived at home, this line was usually uttered by my brother when there wasn't any hot dogs in the fridge, and he couldn't make a peanut butter sandwich. The line was also uttered by me when there wasn't anything that could be made quickly and easily in the microwave or stove top. Then my father would usually walk in and make grilled cheese ( Read more... ) -
Some Lessons
"I thought it was for your sake that I came alone, so obviously alone, so vulnerable, that I could in myself post no threat, change no balance: not an invasion, but a mere messenger-boy. But there's more to it than that. Alone I cannot change your world. But I can be changed by it. Alone, I must listen, as well as speak."
-Ursula LeGuin, The Left ( Read more... ) -
The Mishnory Road
“They say here “all roads lead to Mishnory.” To be sure, if you turn your back on Mishnory and walk away from it, you are still on the Mishnory road. To oppose vulgarity is inevitably to be vulgar. You must go somewhere else; you must have another goal; then you walk a different road ( Read more... )