Wednesday, March 23, 2005
carte blanche
part of me feels like that could describe my mind right now, but that would be an utterly false statement. au contraire, my head is so full of jumbled thoughts, i'm not really sure where to begin sorting through them. on the other hand, i haven't had anything post-worthy in a long time, hence the time gap. i suppose this is how reb must have felt (and may sometimes still feel) while working on her different writing projects, except those actually resulted in quality material. what i put here is even more temporary than paper and ink. with the click of a button, it's all gone, lost forever in cyberspace....much like my old template....which i miss....this orange is really ugly. can you help me manny?
it's holy week (easter is sunday for those of you who, like me, are calendrically challenged), which means that since i live and work in a country that is historically steeped in catholicism, pretty much everything will be closed for the rest of the week, including the university. as far as i know, all us STINT folk are fleeing the city at least for a couple of days, just for the sake of not being here. at least that's my motivation. i'm just tired of concrete, tiny/crappy little european cars that i could punch and make the hood crumble, prepubescent teens crowding the downtown streets every friday night, the thousands of muffler lacking mopeds & scooters, and toxic bus fumes that take a day off my life every time i inhale. la plata is a cool place and all, but i would not want to live here for the rest of my life (if you're reading this, sorry tinch).
more than anything though, i just need to get away to a quiet place and have some peace. clear my mind. think through some of the more important things in life. like what i'm gonna do with myself after november. breathe some fresh air and take in some greenery. i can't do that in la plata, especially living downtown where there are cars and buses driving by at all hours of the day and night. everything is background noise now, but it still forces my brain to function overtime filtering stuff out, subconsiously exhausting my mind.
so to get away, i'm going camping in uruguay for a night or two with 4 of my teammates. no big deal, but at least we'll be able to relax away from the city. it's funny, cuz i grew up in long beach, amidst the sprawling metropolis of greater los angeles. you'd think i'd be used to everything that comes along with city life, but that just goes to show what a difference a muffler (or 10,000) can make in this world. seriously though, i miss being able to hit up the beach and just chill, staring at the waves while the sun set, pondering how something as powerful as the ocean can't go past that limit God set for it at the beach. exceptions are made for the occassional tsunami, but that's not exactly high on the threat chart for southern california, at least for the time being.
ok, since i have a fatty headache and a 5am alarm, i'm gonna peace. hopefully some time away will do me good and i'll come back with a ton of entertaining stuff for all 5 of you to read. until then, y'all behave and happy easter if i don't post again before sunday. i hope everyone who reads this thoughtfully considers the ramifications of Christ's resurrection on their lives, cuz it's huge. maybe that can be my easter post. we'll see. God bless.
symphonic melodies: van hunt - out of the sky
brain eats: benjamin franklin: an american life by walter isaacson
part of me feels like that could describe my mind right now, but that would be an utterly false statement. au contraire, my head is so full of jumbled thoughts, i'm not really sure where to begin sorting through them. on the other hand, i haven't had anything post-worthy in a long time, hence the time gap. i suppose this is how reb must have felt (and may sometimes still feel) while working on her different writing projects, except those actually resulted in quality material. what i put here is even more temporary than paper and ink. with the click of a button, it's all gone, lost forever in cyberspace....much like my old template....which i miss....this orange is really ugly. can you help me manny?
it's holy week (easter is sunday for those of you who, like me, are calendrically challenged), which means that since i live and work in a country that is historically steeped in catholicism, pretty much everything will be closed for the rest of the week, including the university. as far as i know, all us STINT folk are fleeing the city at least for a couple of days, just for the sake of not being here. at least that's my motivation. i'm just tired of concrete, tiny/crappy little european cars that i could punch and make the hood crumble, prepubescent teens crowding the downtown streets every friday night, the thousands of muffler lacking mopeds & scooters, and toxic bus fumes that take a day off my life every time i inhale. la plata is a cool place and all, but i would not want to live here for the rest of my life (if you're reading this, sorry tinch).
more than anything though, i just need to get away to a quiet place and have some peace. clear my mind. think through some of the more important things in life. like what i'm gonna do with myself after november. breathe some fresh air and take in some greenery. i can't do that in la plata, especially living downtown where there are cars and buses driving by at all hours of the day and night. everything is background noise now, but it still forces my brain to function overtime filtering stuff out, subconsiously exhausting my mind.
so to get away, i'm going camping in uruguay for a night or two with 4 of my teammates. no big deal, but at least we'll be able to relax away from the city. it's funny, cuz i grew up in long beach, amidst the sprawling metropolis of greater los angeles. you'd think i'd be used to everything that comes along with city life, but that just goes to show what a difference a muffler (or 10,000) can make in this world. seriously though, i miss being able to hit up the beach and just chill, staring at the waves while the sun set, pondering how something as powerful as the ocean can't go past that limit God set for it at the beach. exceptions are made for the occassional tsunami, but that's not exactly high on the threat chart for southern california, at least for the time being.
ok, since i have a fatty headache and a 5am alarm, i'm gonna peace. hopefully some time away will do me good and i'll come back with a ton of entertaining stuff for all 5 of you to read. until then, y'all behave and happy easter if i don't post again before sunday. i hope everyone who reads this thoughtfully considers the ramifications of Christ's resurrection on their lives, cuz it's huge. maybe that can be my easter post. we'll see. God bless.
symphonic melodies: van hunt - out of the sky
brain eats: benjamin franklin: an american life by walter isaacson
