my head hurts. on a more positive note, I got some new fish last night, they are super cool looking!
only twomore weeks until I begin travelling, although I won't be going to Ohio this year, except for the portfolio days. I will still be in Jersey for a week
(apologies to Kayla, if she's still talking to me...) .
gawd, I just realized my last three journal posts have made me seem like a total sad sack, and that's just not troo! I'm actually a pretty happy person, comfortable with myself and confident in my descicions....must be chemically imbalanced or something...oh well!
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The nonchalance of boys who are sure of a dinner, and would disdain as much as a lord to do or say aught to conciliate one, is the healthy attitude of human nature. A boy is in the parlour what the pit is in the playhouse; independent, irresponsible, looking out from his corner on such people and facts as pass by, he tries and sentences them on their merits, in the swift, summary way of boys, as good, bad, interesting, silly, eloquent, troublesome. He cumbers himself never about consequences, about interests: he gives an independent, genuine verdict. You must court him: he does not court you. But the man is, as it were, clapped into jail by his consciousness. As soon as he has once acted or spoken with eclat, he is a committed person, watched by the sympathy or the hatred of hundreds, whose affections must now enter into his account. There is no Lethe for this. Ah, that he could pass again into his neutrality! Who can thus avoid all pledges, and having observed, observe again from the same unaffected, unbiased, unbribable, unaffrighted innocence, must always be formidable. He would utter opinions on all passing affairs, which being seen to be not private, but necessary, would sink like darts into the ear of men, and put them in fear.
RWE
only twomore weeks until I begin travelling, although I won't be going to Ohio this year, except for the portfolio days. I will still be in Jersey for a week
(apologies to Kayla, if she's still talking to me...) .
gawd, I just realized my last three journal posts have made me seem like a total sad sack, and that's just not troo! I'm actually a pretty happy person, comfortable with myself and confident in my descicions....must be chemically imbalanced or something...oh well!
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The nonchalance of boys who are sure of a dinner, and would disdain as much as a lord to do or say aught to conciliate one, is the healthy attitude of human nature. A boy is in the parlour what the pit is in the playhouse; independent, irresponsible, looking out from his corner on such people and facts as pass by, he tries and sentences them on their merits, in the swift, summary way of boys, as good, bad, interesting, silly, eloquent, troublesome. He cumbers himself never about consequences, about interests: he gives an independent, genuine verdict. You must court him: he does not court you. But the man is, as it were, clapped into jail by his consciousness. As soon as he has once acted or spoken with eclat, he is a committed person, watched by the sympathy or the hatred of hundreds, whose affections must now enter into his account. There is no Lethe for this. Ah, that he could pass again into his neutrality! Who can thus avoid all pledges, and having observed, observe again from the same unaffected, unbiased, unbribable, unaffrighted innocence, must always be formidable. He would utter opinions on all passing affairs, which being seen to be not private, but necessary, would sink like darts into the ear of men, and put them in fear.
RWE
You been good??
xoxoxox
*hugs*
i'm still talking to you. you caught me on a bad day, is all. nothing really personal.
come to nj and let me take ya to dinner *wink wink*
you no go on AIM anymore?
[Edited on Aug 28, 2003]