7.15.2006

I always hate when I have the desire to update this thing, but don't really feel I have any content. Occasionally, when I have ideas, I simply create a rough draft of some tidbit that I want to elaborate on later. I'm going to use one of those today. Type of person I am... I revel in the combination of chaos and poetry, melody and metal. I am infuriatingly picky about trifles, and lax with massive undertakings. I disdain profanity, but readily curse other drivers on the road. I aspire to be great, but don't always want to put in the work to get there. I favor right-ness above mercy, and truth over feeling. I love music in all forms. I can produce rhythms and melodies on a whim. I am a slave to my eyes, and hate it. I seek to right wrongs, often in spite of the cost. I don't sweat the small stuff...and it's all small stuff. I constantly ponder "what-if"s, but am not disappointed with reality. I keep watch the roads, and my travels often exceed expectations. I love and I think, but typically not in an even enough mix.
Comments:
A very beautiful "self-portrait". And accurate I would say. It made me smile. I'm proud of who my son is.

How do you reconcile "picky about trifles" and "don't sweat the small stuff"?

Or is this the paradox that is you.

Looking forward to seeing you and Val in August.

Love,

MOM
 
I didn't know how else to tell you...but happy birthday today and tell Val happy birthday tomorrow! Love you guys!!
Beth
 
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