Sometimes Bad Things Happen

I am a firm believer that what you put into the universe, you're gonna get out of it. So, if you're a jerk, the universe is gonna be a jerk right back. If you're one of those awesomely nice/kind/do-good people, you're gonna get some good stuff.

Yesterday tested my belief.

I woke up to a phone call of someone asking me if I could babysit in their place for one of our church leaders so he and his wifey could get in some temple time. The correct answer is always 'yes' when it comes to service, so that is what I said. I sat up to realize that I committed to watching a child in the middle of my day that was supposed to be spent researching and writing for an important group project. I had 15 minutes to get ready, so I muttered a quick prayer that was more like, "I better get some pretty awesome help on this paper this afternoon."

I came back to my house two hours later feeling pretty good about myself. I also came back to my house to find the door locked, no roommates available to open the door or answer their phones, and my key up in my room.

I was angry.

So, I decided that this was a result of my attitude. Right? I mean, I got in the house a few hours later (thanks for leaving your window open, roomie!) but by then I was cranky. And my paper has still not been touched.

Even though my actions were commendable, they weren't consistent with my motivations and attitude. So I'll be adjusting that. No more thinking I'm awesome for doing what I'm supposed to.

Humility. That's the key.


Oh, and I thought that was a funny picture of that cat being choked. That kid is going to grow up miserable. Karma.

Ideas

Any new idea, Mahound, is asked two questions.
The first is asked when it’s weak:
WHAT KIND OF AN IDEA ARE YOU?
Are you the kind that compromises, does deals, accommodates itself to society, aims to find a niche, to survive;
or are you the cursed, bloody-minded ramrod-backed type of damnfool notion that would rather break than sway with the breeze?
- the kind that will almost certainly, ninety-nine times out of a hundred, be smashed to bits;
but the hundredth time, will change the world?

What’s the second question? Gibreel asked.

Answer the first one first.

- The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie

What kind of idea are you?

Would You Erase Me?

Sean mentioned it and got me thinking again.


Quick run down, Joel loves Clementine. Clementine loves Joel. The relationship runs its course and ends badly. So Clementine has a procedure that erases Joel from her memory. Joel gets mad and has the same procedure.

I'm not going to ruin the rest of the movie for you (my LDS friends, it is so worth getting edited), but I want to think about it for a bit longer.

Would you erase someone?

I've been pondering this. Is there someone out there that just hurt you too badly? That you still feel overwhelming sadness and regret when they cross your mind? Do you want to keep those memories? Or forget them forever?

I've decided that I want those memories. They are a part of who I am. I never want to forget, even if it hurts. Because I learned so much about relationships, about who I am, and about what I want from life. We're supposed to learn and grow. How could I learn and grow without the hard stuff, as well as with the good?

What do you think?

BORED!

I am bored out of my mind.
This is what happens on Thanksgiving break when all your classes get cancelled, your professors do not assign you any homework, and your next exam isn't until finals week (December 14).
Seriously?
Seriously.
At least I have work this evening to give me something to do.
And Glee is tonight.
And Thanksgiving tomorrow
(thanks for taking me in, Kenzie and Heather!)
Maybe I should go to the library.
Any good book suggestions?


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This Too Shall Pass

Even Superman has kryptonite. And if he has something that brings him to his knees and makes him cry out, then I feel like it is okay that I hurt. It is okay that I cry. It is okay that there are some things that are too big for me to deal with on my own. It's okay. And best of all, it will be okay. This too shall pass.

Thanks Ryan Shrupe and the Rubber Band

Food Porn

Every once in a while I get really hungry. Not because I am hungry, but because it looks good. Like this picture.

Also, have I mentioned my love for Costco? More on that later. Right now I am supposed to be writing a paper for a book that I haven't read in years (Apollonius of Rhodes The Argonautica), but was supposed to have read last week. I am going to be BSing this one because I only have half an episode left on disc 4 of season 8 (I hope you know what I am talking about...). Sorry Professor Duckwitz! I still love you the most of all my professors! And after the 98% you gave me on the last crappy paper I turned in, you have created a monster.

Thanks for the picture!

It's amazing how fast our lives can change.

I was reading Nienie's latest post, and I was struck by the thought that this isn't going to last forever. Everything that I know could end today. So it left me wondering, what are the constants in my life? And what are the constants in yours?