into the wild

new girl talk. awesome.
http://www.myspace.com/girltalk

recurring themes over the past three weeks or so:
1. satisfaction from/in God alone
2. God doesn’t compare me to anyone
3. comparing myself to another is unnecessary

deal. dealsies. dasies.

anyone remember the end of the squid and the whale? yeah, that was beautiful. and the song is great. i would say something about my appreciation for it. however, i’ve begun to nearly dislike the word. i appreciate, but there’s more to it than that sometimes. appreciate used to fit. it doesn’t always fit anymore. for me, anyway, i think i’m trying to grasp something else here. deeper appreciation, perhaps? understanding, emersion. emerson. thoreau.?

you know when there’s the perfect way to describe a situation?
how fitting that i can’t remember the word for that.

mot juste.

things i’ve learned.

a bro can grow facial hair, but only a little.
a man can grow a beard, if he so desires.

scrabble is, indeed, a gentleman’s game.

i like to drive I-55 after midnight. it’s better then. like an interstate is supposed to be. cruise controlin’ all the way home.

it’s easy to almost burn a house down when you’re using an ear candle. i’m really just trying to hear more than i currently do. is that so much to axe? needless to say, my head feels lighter. i suppose that’s saying something. thanks, judah.

i’ve been riding my bike a lot lately. around the old trace in ridgleand. down to the reservoir. around the reservoir. to a lookout. to another lookout. down pear orchard. beastin’ it, basically. speaking of beastin’ it, i’ve been beastin’ it at scattergories. and i like to talk about it. however, there was a time when i wasn’t the only person to put LCD tvs. weeeeeeeeird.

still lookin’ forward to dave matthews in august. yeah, i like dave. don’t ruin it with bro talk.

where my jenny, ash, kels, bex at? not here. BOOOOOOO.