There I was at the bar having a few cocktails with some friends of mine when we began to ponder the ponderables of life. One of my friends is in her early 20's, another of my buds is..uh...older? in his 40s? and finally the barkeep is in his 30's...I think. This will hopefully give you an idea to that type of opinions from which this stems from.
The question?
is it absolutely necessary for your partner to know all secrets of your life? Now this is interesting as it relates to an earlier blog I wrote about when the question was, "psychological or physical embarrassment which is worse" but this time I wonder if we can relate a person's secrets to being embarrassed.
THe 20 something year old said, "well...whatever I did in the past...I did it...they don't need to know about it..." we asked..well what if they ask you about it? her response was, "well...I won't tell them because it's not me anymore..." (yes yes yes what you did in the past does in a way dictate who you are now...that's a later topic peeps).
But lets consider this...Should we try and let our partner know all about us? what we have done in our past created the person that they love and enjoy now right? so shouldn't they know what we did? or does my other 40 something year old friend have it right when he said, "there is no way...no possible way for someone to know all your secrets..."
my favorite psychiatrist Dr. Carl Jung would write, "secrets are what make a person an individual in an ocean of others." I agree with this as well. But lets just think about this...what if we could tell our partners everything about us...EVERYTHING! imagine how hard that would be to hear...but more than that how hard would it be to tell it all. By the way I rubbed up on my cousin when I was 8. But you get the picture right?
PSYCH!SENSE tells me that we cannot tell everyone all our secrets because we may not know or remember them all. Consider trauma...many of us push that out of mind and not revisit it...but ultimately it's still there. I suppose the round about answer is taking the time to consider what secrets we have and which are important to hear. I kinda feel that...if we were to tell others all about ourselves we would crash...we would break and cry and scream and yell....we would suffer a psychological melt down. A breakdown of society..a breakdown of life and the implosion of the individual...we would mentally crash from embarassment, shame and guilt...How many of you could do that? damn...
on the other hand...playing the equal side...imagine the freedom you would have. Think about how it would feel to allow yourself to open your mind and psyche to your partner...your loved one. Playing the romantic...I would absolutely feel free and open...relieved...right? to just let it all come out...it's a beautiful thing...be free of the pain of your life and allow it to all air out and truly have someone hold you and say, "i still love you." damn...
let's end this one on a different note...a few things that i've always remembered people tell me about love....
"I knew she was the one for me the day I learned that we liked the same pizza topping."
"...because she knows all my shit...all of my life's fuck ups...the worst things about me...and it's okay."
"true love exists when you care for something more than you care for yourself."
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
69. I am woman...hear me roar!
As I was working at the ATT store tending to my customers I came upon this idea for a blog.
I went out with a very successful lawyer. GOSH she was amzing. She met me at the restaurant....spoke very well as she told me about all her accomplishments...she needed to pay for half the bill and in fact...called me three days later for a second date. SEXY. I mean she had great stories...she was the 3rd of 4 children...she was the first to get a college education and gradute. She lived on the 35th floor penthouse in downtown and could not be happier. amazing
I met a local girl that works at kinko's. She lives with her parents, barely graduated from high school, spoke often about wanting to read the latest archie comic book but didn't have the motivation to do the work for it. She was the 2nd of 4 children and had never considered doing anything but tanning, drinking at night and looking good.
The question...the more independent you are...the more academic degrees you hold...the more "prestigious" you are...are you less courteous and less likely to care for others?
Here was the difference. I opened the door for the local girl, as she leaned over and opened my door from the inside...she asked me if I like lemon on shrimp as she squeezed some lemon on my appetizer...she cleaned up the plates for the waitress to pick them up more easily and even thanked me for taking her out. I mention this because although the conversation with the local girl was about the absorbancy power of a sponge and with the lawyer was about life...the local girl did something that truly blew me away...not literally sickos! she was courteous!!! It was amazing...I was a gentleman...and she was a lady. It blew me away because she did it unconsciously...she knew to do these things without thinking...whereas the lawyer never thought about it...it was as if she was entitled. So interesting....
one gentlman at my local subway said, "the attorney just didn't know to do those things...she did not the manners that the other one did....she didn't know how to cook, she had a maid, she just porbably wasn't brought up that way."
my best girl friend in the world told me, "all I want in a man is for him to be able to hunt down, wrestle and kill a pig for me....let a man be a man."
In our course for more...in our drive to be ever more successful and only caring about ourselves...are we losing the respect and courtesy for others? The dog eat dog world often challenges us but in the course for always wanting more...are we losing our sense of tradition?
p.s.
yes there are wo/men that are smart, independent and traditional...yes they exist...if you find one...TELL THEM TO CALL ME!!! :)
I went out with a very successful lawyer. GOSH she was amzing. She met me at the restaurant....spoke very well as she told me about all her accomplishments...she needed to pay for half the bill and in fact...called me three days later for a second date. SEXY. I mean she had great stories...she was the 3rd of 4 children...she was the first to get a college education and gradute. She lived on the 35th floor penthouse in downtown and could not be happier. amazing
I met a local girl that works at kinko's. She lives with her parents, barely graduated from high school, spoke often about wanting to read the latest archie comic book but didn't have the motivation to do the work for it. She was the 2nd of 4 children and had never considered doing anything but tanning, drinking at night and looking good.
The question...the more independent you are...the more academic degrees you hold...the more "prestigious" you are...are you less courteous and less likely to care for others?
Here was the difference. I opened the door for the local girl, as she leaned over and opened my door from the inside...she asked me if I like lemon on shrimp as she squeezed some lemon on my appetizer...she cleaned up the plates for the waitress to pick them up more easily and even thanked me for taking her out. I mention this because although the conversation with the local girl was about the absorbancy power of a sponge and with the lawyer was about life...the local girl did something that truly blew me away...not literally sickos! she was courteous!!! It was amazing...I was a gentleman...and she was a lady. It blew me away because she did it unconsciously...she knew to do these things without thinking...whereas the lawyer never thought about it...it was as if she was entitled. So interesting....
one gentlman at my local subway said, "the attorney just didn't know to do those things...she did not the manners that the other one did....she didn't know how to cook, she had a maid, she just porbably wasn't brought up that way."
my best girl friend in the world told me, "all I want in a man is for him to be able to hunt down, wrestle and kill a pig for me....let a man be a man."
In our course for more...in our drive to be ever more successful and only caring about ourselves...are we losing the respect and courtesy for others? The dog eat dog world often challenges us but in the course for always wanting more...are we losing our sense of tradition?
p.s.
yes there are wo/men that are smart, independent and traditional...yes they exist...if you find one...TELL THEM TO CALL ME!!! :)
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
68. Match.com (kinda)
As I was pulling the dry cleaning for a random customer I saw this really hot girl. Now she was "YUMMY!" (it's in quotes because I actually said it out loud)
I work up the courage to ask her out....and wouldn't you know it...she said yes. Wow right? well...don't get too excited...it sucked. but it's okay...I met another hot girl at 7 eleven as I was restocking....we went out...and BAM!!! it sucked too. So after about 8 dates I realize....dating is hard.
I can hear the invisible readers screaming at me...DUH!!! of course it is. The question that arose was...."who is it harder for?" think about it ...playing the typical male i'm gonna say...it may be harder for the guy. yeah yeah...yell at me later when you guys see me again.
Although this may be a bit of a generalization I have found that guys are expected to pick up the tab on the first date. if not then you have the girls going back to their girlfriends saying, "oh my god...he couldn't even pay for our double cheeseburgers..." you know it's true. with that being said, after about 8 dates...what happens? the guy is out that much money! but at least 7 lucky girls and 1 lucky guy got a free meal (don't ask, don't tell). So anyways, it became clear that although the guy paid for the meal...he must wait for the girl to respond. How interesting right? if the guy actually works up the courage to ask her out...pay for something and wait anxiously at her door stop hoping for a little tongue action we have to think..."damn...is she gives me the chance...i'm all over that." women pace us!!!! ugh...hahah...the relationship moves forward when she is ready. intersting.
An interesting development occured as I was talking about this with some colleagues at the local pub...we have a gay guy come in and say..."well, I go by the rule that if they ask me out...they pay...if I ask them out...I pay." Now that is intersting...So because the guys asks the girl out...it is then his responsiblity to pay for the first/second date. cool right?
As I asked every guy around the pub how many times they have asked a woman out the general response was, "oh I don't know...a lot...been turned down a whole lot more than i've tried too" (don't figure that one out.) the next question was, "well then gentlmen...how many women have actually asked you out?" hahahaha...you can imagine the response..."uhm....I think my tia (aunt) asked me out once for coffee...but she just wanted me to co-sign on a loan for her...." other than one hot guy "because well...he's hott" every other guy said, "yeah it doesn't happen."
when asking the women the same question they all said, "I would NEVER ask a guy out...NEVER!" hahah...
I work up the courage to ask her out....and wouldn't you know it...she said yes. Wow right? well...don't get too excited...it sucked. but it's okay...I met another hot girl at 7 eleven as I was restocking....we went out...and BAM!!! it sucked too. So after about 8 dates I realize....dating is hard.
I can hear the invisible readers screaming at me...DUH!!! of course it is. The question that arose was...."who is it harder for?" think about it ...playing the typical male i'm gonna say...it may be harder for the guy. yeah yeah...yell at me later when you guys see me again.
Although this may be a bit of a generalization I have found that guys are expected to pick up the tab on the first date. if not then you have the girls going back to their girlfriends saying, "oh my god...he couldn't even pay for our double cheeseburgers..." you know it's true. with that being said, after about 8 dates...what happens? the guy is out that much money! but at least 7 lucky girls and 1 lucky guy got a free meal (don't ask, don't tell). So anyways, it became clear that although the guy paid for the meal...he must wait for the girl to respond. How interesting right? if the guy actually works up the courage to ask her out...pay for something and wait anxiously at her door stop hoping for a little tongue action we have to think..."damn...is she gives me the chance...i'm all over that." women pace us!!!! ugh...hahah...the relationship moves forward when she is ready. intersting.
An interesting development occured as I was talking about this with some colleagues at the local pub...we have a gay guy come in and say..."well, I go by the rule that if they ask me out...they pay...if I ask them out...I pay." Now that is intersting...So because the guys asks the girl out...it is then his responsiblity to pay for the first/second date. cool right?
As I asked every guy around the pub how many times they have asked a woman out the general response was, "oh I don't know...a lot...been turned down a whole lot more than i've tried too" (don't figure that one out.) the next question was, "well then gentlmen...how many women have actually asked you out?" hahahaha...you can imagine the response..."uhm....I think my tia (aunt) asked me out once for coffee...but she just wanted me to co-sign on a loan for her...." other than one hot guy "because well...he's hott" every other guy said, "yeah it doesn't happen."
when asking the women the same question they all said, "I would NEVER ask a guy out...NEVER!" hahah...
Monday, March 1, 2010
67. "we're going back to the future"
As I was doing my rounds the other day at the antiques store where I work I came upon the idea of time travel.
Now this is not going to be some random collection of sci fi cool, nerdy, sonofasciencebitch conversation but more of our moving forward. This general concept is talked about by a Dr. Clark Moustakas. There is a concept of "body forth" meaning that although your body and energy are here. ya know...here. YOU! RIGHT NOW! you are reading this, you may be sitting down at a computer desk...you may be on your phone...in a coffee shop...you may be grabbing at your junk for all I know...what was my point...oh yes!!
So as you are sitting physicall anywhere in time you may find your mind moving forward towards the things you need to do or have to do...or whatever. Now planning is good...but more importantly when you move your mind forward you end up losing where you are now. For example, you study for a test...study, study, study for instance an anatomy test...as in the course of doing so you may project your mind to the future..."man when i'm done with this test i'm gonna get fucked up!"
we've all done it. all the while though you've been moving your mind out...you are out of the moment. YOu just missed that shirtless girl/guy walking by...you just missed your oppotunity pick up a dollar that was on the floor next to you...you totally just farted without thinking if anyone was around you.
PSYCH!SENSE....I don't know if I created this quote but here it is. Do everything right today and you don't have to worry about. THink about it...if you get a bill in the mail today...and you see the date as not being due for like...3 weeks...if you paid it today you wouldn't have to worry about it tomrrow...that's the beauty of present time and life. Lets say exercise...I know I have to run to stay healthy. Well if today I run...then do the same things...If i do what needs to be done in that day...I don't have to worry about my future. Take care of your business daily and tomorrow takes care of you.
The point? when you move forth in your mind....you lose the excitement that is around you and you lose the excitement of the moment you are done with the test. Because you have already lived and loved the moment in your head...it's not as good.
Ever have those moments when you are about to get into trouble and you make it sooooo horrible and bad in your mind that when you actually get into some trouble you think, "well damn...that was easy...I expected more." Just like when you go to a club...meet a hot, sexy little guy or gal...take them home...take them to bed and suddenly you say (see earlier quote). Sometimes the greatest thing about disneyland is the excitement right before....sit in the moment...experience life without moving forward...it just makes it that much more better.
this is why I never have sex...the mystery of it is way better than the actual act...
trust me...you're not missing much :)
Now this is not going to be some random collection of sci fi cool, nerdy, sonofasciencebitch conversation but more of our moving forward. This general concept is talked about by a Dr. Clark Moustakas. There is a concept of "body forth" meaning that although your body and energy are here. ya know...here. YOU! RIGHT NOW! you are reading this, you may be sitting down at a computer desk...you may be on your phone...in a coffee shop...you may be grabbing at your junk for all I know...what was my point...oh yes!!
So as you are sitting physicall anywhere in time you may find your mind moving forward towards the things you need to do or have to do...or whatever. Now planning is good...but more importantly when you move your mind forward you end up losing where you are now. For example, you study for a test...study, study, study for instance an anatomy test...as in the course of doing so you may project your mind to the future..."man when i'm done with this test i'm gonna get fucked up!"
we've all done it. all the while though you've been moving your mind out...you are out of the moment. YOu just missed that shirtless girl/guy walking by...you just missed your oppotunity pick up a dollar that was on the floor next to you...you totally just farted without thinking if anyone was around you.
PSYCH!SENSE....I don't know if I created this quote but here it is. Do everything right today and you don't have to worry about. THink about it...if you get a bill in the mail today...and you see the date as not being due for like...3 weeks...if you paid it today you wouldn't have to worry about it tomrrow...that's the beauty of present time and life. Lets say exercise...I know I have to run to stay healthy. Well if today I run...then do the same things...If i do what needs to be done in that day...I don't have to worry about my future. Take care of your business daily and tomorrow takes care of you.
The point? when you move forth in your mind....you lose the excitement that is around you and you lose the excitement of the moment you are done with the test. Because you have already lived and loved the moment in your head...it's not as good.
Ever have those moments when you are about to get into trouble and you make it sooooo horrible and bad in your mind that when you actually get into some trouble you think, "well damn...that was easy...I expected more." Just like when you go to a club...meet a hot, sexy little guy or gal...take them home...take them to bed and suddenly you say (see earlier quote). Sometimes the greatest thing about disneyland is the excitement right before....sit in the moment...experience life without moving forward...it just makes it that much more better.
this is why I never have sex...the mystery of it is way better than the actual act...
trust me...you're not missing much :)
Sunday, February 28, 2010
66. You how old?
As I was working at the local car wash this week I saw a really old couple walking hands as they were passing by. Dont you just love that? seriously...don't you just love seeing really old people holding hands walking by...for some reason it absolutely stills us in place. To think...geez they made it...they made it!! your imagination takes off...
"I wonder how they met..."
"how many years have they been together..."
"how cute...I wish I could have that..."
"I wonder if his sancha is as old as me..." (j/k about this one....kinda)
so anyways, I thought to myself..."what is it that keep them together that long...and really at this age...do they do it because they have to?"
Don't we always wonder that...is the wo/man i'm with right now the one i'm meant to be with? some say yes...others no. But the elderly I feel like don't really have that option...they deal with eachother..
I asked some patrons the other day about this and their response was..."well ya know...when you're young you have time...you can play a bit..you can enjoy life some and not be with your life partner right now..."
my response was really along the lines of...well...why not put that same attention and love into your partner?
why is it that we have to half arse things? not saying that many don't do that...but more...if old seniors can do it and be happy...why shouldn't you be able to put the same attention and love into something.
Now granted...there are age issues..."you have to sew the ol' wild oats..." "you have to experience everything you want to find what you want..." "you gotta wet the old pickle" (I made this last one up)
But with all the care and concern you put into sewing stuff...you could put into your potential life partner...will it be perfect...no...will it be destined...maybe...am I cool...yes, but that's neither here nor there. Take the time to consider your life as a collection of experiences that require our energy and consider your own ability to put more energy and life into the things already in our lives.
"I wonder how they met..."
"how many years have they been together..."
"how cute...I wish I could have that..."
"I wonder if his sancha is as old as me..." (j/k about this one....kinda)
so anyways, I thought to myself..."what is it that keep them together that long...and really at this age...do they do it because they have to?"
Don't we always wonder that...is the wo/man i'm with right now the one i'm meant to be with? some say yes...others no. But the elderly I feel like don't really have that option...they deal with eachother..
I asked some patrons the other day about this and their response was..."well ya know...when you're young you have time...you can play a bit..you can enjoy life some and not be with your life partner right now..."
my response was really along the lines of...well...why not put that same attention and love into your partner?
why is it that we have to half arse things? not saying that many don't do that...but more...if old seniors can do it and be happy...why shouldn't you be able to put the same attention and love into something.
Now granted...there are age issues..."you have to sew the ol' wild oats..." "you have to experience everything you want to find what you want..." "you gotta wet the old pickle" (I made this last one up)
But with all the care and concern you put into sewing stuff...you could put into your potential life partner...will it be perfect...no...will it be destined...maybe...am I cool...yes, but that's neither here nor there. Take the time to consider your life as a collection of experiences that require our energy and consider your own ability to put more energy and life into the things already in our lives.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
65. "this boob is your boob...this boob is my boob"
So the motivation from this one came to me as I was working my security job at the local donut shop.
A woman comes and starts to talk to me about her chest. Now at the time she was an "A" cup. She would often tell me how she was embarrassed to go to the beach...embarassed to take her top off with her lover or even embarrassed at times to look in the mirror in the morning.
After living 31 years like this she finally decides to get a boob job. She went from an "A" cup to a "D" cup and cannot stop cheering for it. More power to her right? self esteem aside...she did something that she truly felt would make her happy. How many of us have the courage to do that? (a topic for another time) Anways...she then tells me...
"hey...wanna feel them?...they feel sooo real"
now...i'm all about the boob action when I can get it...all about the free grabbing of the goods...but in this case I was thrown off...besides the fact that i'm not allowed to.
She tells me...."they look good right? they feel even better!! everyone has been telling me this."
and of course i'm thinking...damn...everyone is getting some action ey?
PSYCH!SENSE tells me that although at first she was absolutely worried, scared and overall unsure about herself at first...the implanting of bigger boobs helped to her really appreciate her body. Does that sound weird? like for reals...she was so connected and a part of her body before and only after getting implants did she decide that she was complete. She disconnected from her body.
As stewie from family guy would say, "those aren't boobs....they're lies!!"
Consider a new car...or maybe in extreme cases...like me...when I got a new car or even after washing my car I find myself sooooooooooo cautious and worried about it. Aren't you? you drive slower...you don't want to park near sprinklers...you don't want air to touch it because air is dirty...haha
as soon as something gets on it though...BAM! all rules are off!!!! you can get it dirty you can bang it up a bit more...you disconnect...
wait..you're saying boobs are like cars? sure...why not...built for speed or comfort...distracting...pretty...and damn expensive.
p.s.
just a personal vent...for those women who feel that make up, the latest top of the line skin moisterizers...plastic surgery and the everlasting drive to stay young-looking forever is your life...i'm sorry...you will not. Build that heart muscle..build that mental strength to accept your faults...build the resiliency to love your body for how it will grow.
A woman comes and starts to talk to me about her chest. Now at the time she was an "A" cup. She would often tell me how she was embarrassed to go to the beach...embarassed to take her top off with her lover or even embarrassed at times to look in the mirror in the morning.
After living 31 years like this she finally decides to get a boob job. She went from an "A" cup to a "D" cup and cannot stop cheering for it. More power to her right? self esteem aside...she did something that she truly felt would make her happy. How many of us have the courage to do that? (a topic for another time) Anways...she then tells me...
"hey...wanna feel them?...they feel sooo real"
now...i'm all about the boob action when I can get it...all about the free grabbing of the goods...but in this case I was thrown off...besides the fact that i'm not allowed to.
She tells me...."they look good right? they feel even better!! everyone has been telling me this."
and of course i'm thinking...damn...everyone is getting some action ey?
PSYCH!SENSE tells me that although at first she was absolutely worried, scared and overall unsure about herself at first...the implanting of bigger boobs helped to her really appreciate her body. Does that sound weird? like for reals...she was so connected and a part of her body before and only after getting implants did she decide that she was complete. She disconnected from her body.
As stewie from family guy would say, "those aren't boobs....they're lies!!"
Consider a new car...or maybe in extreme cases...like me...when I got a new car or even after washing my car I find myself sooooooooooo cautious and worried about it. Aren't you? you drive slower...you don't want to park near sprinklers...you don't want air to touch it because air is dirty...haha
as soon as something gets on it though...BAM! all rules are off!!!! you can get it dirty you can bang it up a bit more...you disconnect...
wait..you're saying boobs are like cars? sure...why not...built for speed or comfort...distracting...pretty...and damn expensive.
p.s.
just a personal vent...for those women who feel that make up, the latest top of the line skin moisterizers...plastic surgery and the everlasting drive to stay young-looking forever is your life...i'm sorry...you will not. Build that heart muscle..build that mental strength to accept your faults...build the resiliency to love your body for how it will grow.
Friday, February 12, 2010
64. The Rhythm is gonna get ya
LIfe moves in rhythm....it moves around us and we must be willing to find it. Consider your everyday life and all the small things you do daily. From walking, to reading, to the way you start your day. I mean come think of sex! you know what i'm talking about...you get going in that rhythic thrusting, moving, sliding and you can truly feel that beat that you are meant to be in. damn...that image was kinda hott...
anyways...doesn't it suck that when you are in your groove you get interrupted and suddenly..."Crap..put it back in!!!" you know what i'm talking about..it sucks!
PSYCH!SENSE tells me that it really gets to us because we lost our groove...we lost that track of things. Life becomes sad and almost horrible because although we are moving in the same track and in order...we cannot for the life of us figure out what the rhythm is or where it is going...LIke when youre dancing right? you hear that song and suddenly yuou can feel it in your body. You can feel it in your bones...you want to keep dancing...you want to keep going and grooving because it feels just right...when you're on a roll in homework and you get a phone call...it throws you off right?
We must be willing to find your rhythm....find our beat...find what in your life keeps your internal metronome going. If you find yourself out of rhythm do what is necessary to get b ack in the rhythm of your life, your environment, your work, your world and freakin' nut all over it (hahahah).
anyways...doesn't it suck that when you are in your groove you get interrupted and suddenly..."Crap..put it back in!!!" you know what i'm talking about..it sucks!
PSYCH!SENSE tells me that it really gets to us because we lost our groove...we lost that track of things. Life becomes sad and almost horrible because although we are moving in the same track and in order...we cannot for the life of us figure out what the rhythm is or where it is going...LIke when youre dancing right? you hear that song and suddenly yuou can feel it in your body. You can feel it in your bones...you want to keep dancing...you want to keep going and grooving because it feels just right...when you're on a roll in homework and you get a phone call...it throws you off right?
We must be willing to find your rhythm....find our beat...find what in your life keeps your internal metronome going. If you find yourself out of rhythm do what is necessary to get b ack in the rhythm of your life, your environment, your work, your world and freakin' nut all over it (hahahah).
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
63. Can you hear me now?
Credit to John Kim
When considering the power of relationships and the strength it takes to build them one must consider the connection you have. Now we can get all into the damn aspect of..."conscious acceptance...similar interests...a drive to get off in bed..." blah blah blah...too complicated for a definition of love and relationships. You must be willng to take a look at the connection of love...can you hear me now?
Check it out...this is simple...four aspects of a strong happy relationship: Physical Connection, emotional connection, mental connection and spiritual connection.
Physical connection- can s/he get me off in bed? lets be honest...need that one
Emotional Connection - How does s/he make me feel when i'm done getting off in bed ;)
Mental connection - can we talk about more than the absorbancy power of a sponge?
Spiritual connection - are we open to the opinion and belief system of another.
THink of all this as bars of reception on your cell phone. We should always strive for four bars! Now some of us hang on with only 1.5 bars...2.5 bars. Techincally, we can still make our call...it is a connection...we can do our head bobbing dance, the yelling louder in the cell, the twisting of the neck and running around the room trying to get the best reception...come on we've all done it.
Ultimately, you want to be able to talk to your loved one with a clear connection on your cell phone as if they are in the other room when they are physically in antartica for instance. Compared to you yelling into your phone as you play video games, listen to loud music and grab at your nuts...as if they are in antartica when they are instead physically in the other room. It should always be clear on that cell phone...it should always be clear to talk through...
granted...no matter what cell phone service you have...you're going to have spotty coverage...the important part of all this is that you must be able to convey your mess.478^&(345456$%^345lkjasjdlajsdovhanwe..................
When considering the power of relationships and the strength it takes to build them one must consider the connection you have. Now we can get all into the damn aspect of..."conscious acceptance...similar interests...a drive to get off in bed..." blah blah blah...too complicated for a definition of love and relationships. You must be willng to take a look at the connection of love...can you hear me now?
Check it out...this is simple...four aspects of a strong happy relationship: Physical Connection, emotional connection, mental connection and spiritual connection.
Physical connection- can s/he get me off in bed? lets be honest...need that one
Emotional Connection - How does s/he make me feel when i'm done getting off in bed ;)
Mental connection - can we talk about more than the absorbancy power of a sponge?
Spiritual connection - are we open to the opinion and belief system of another.
THink of all this as bars of reception on your cell phone. We should always strive for four bars! Now some of us hang on with only 1.5 bars...2.5 bars. Techincally, we can still make our call...it is a connection...we can do our head bobbing dance, the yelling louder in the cell, the twisting of the neck and running around the room trying to get the best reception...come on we've all done it.
Ultimately, you want to be able to talk to your loved one with a clear connection on your cell phone as if they are in the other room when they are physically in antartica for instance. Compared to you yelling into your phone as you play video games, listen to loud music and grab at your nuts...as if they are in antartica when they are instead physically in the other room. It should always be clear on that cell phone...it should always be clear to talk through...
granted...no matter what cell phone service you have...you're going to have spotty coverage...the important part of all this is that you must be able to convey your mess.478^&(345456$%^345lkjasjdlajsdovhanwe..................
Friday, February 5, 2010
62. Wad or Fold?
Okay here's something to really think about. Do you wad or fold? hahah...yes I am asking...yes! do you wad or fold.....when you take a crap? THink about it...you sit down to do #2...take a crap...let the dogs out...recycle the mojos from shakeys that night and when you are done do you find yourself pulling the toilet paper roll and just wadding it up in your hand...or do you purposely pull down 2 or 3 and fold them on top of one another? I kinda feel that what you do in the most private of times when you are alone are kinda the way you are in the public eye...
what do you mean?
the PSYCH!SENSE tells me that you will end up wadding up toilet paper more if you tend to be more random..spur of the moment..etc. THe folding type will most likely end up being more calculating "I have to use 'this' many because i'm a calculating genius that thinks i'm going to run out of paper soon."
Then it's funny because right as you get to the end of the roll..do you switch style? COME ON!! we've all been there!! that last little couple of pulls..the last few little sheets...do the folders end up folding it over even more or do they instead think, "damn...I have to wad it because i'm going to switch it out soon" and do the typical wadders end up thinking
"...damn..there's not much left..i better two-ply-quadruple-fold this single square of toilet paper."
i've heard responses where they say..."well..when I pee...I end up wadding but when I poop i end up folding so that it's stronger..."
Further questions:
When you have wiped...do you end up flushing it down the drain or throwing it into the trash?
Do you wipe from the back to front or front to back?
You can see how gross this can get..
what do you mean?
the PSYCH!SENSE tells me that you will end up wadding up toilet paper more if you tend to be more random..spur of the moment..etc. THe folding type will most likely end up being more calculating "I have to use 'this' many because i'm a calculating genius that thinks i'm going to run out of paper soon."
Then it's funny because right as you get to the end of the roll..do you switch style? COME ON!! we've all been there!! that last little couple of pulls..the last few little sheets...do the folders end up folding it over even more or do they instead think, "damn...I have to wad it because i'm going to switch it out soon" and do the typical wadders end up thinking
"...damn..there's not much left..i better two-ply-quadruple-fold this single square of toilet paper."
i've heard responses where they say..."well..when I pee...I end up wadding but when I poop i end up folding so that it's stronger..."
Further questions:
When you have wiped...do you end up flushing it down the drain or throwing it into the trash?
Do you wipe from the back to front or front to back?
You can see how gross this can get..
Monday, February 1, 2010
61. What Upsets me
Now...i'm going to talk about something close to the heart. I am stealing this from a friend of mine John Kim.
Now in the world of therapy, services, counseling, psychiatry, psychology, etc...we hear problems and issues from everyone...EVERYONE! everyone has problems...who ever takes the time to hear those of the person doing the listening? geez...these stressors and anxieties though can truly make us want to pull our hair out!! I am no exception...there are things that authentically piss me off...set me off the edge and make me want to freakin end it all.
So here it is...this is it!!! of all the things that really set me off...of all the crazy things i've heard, of all the crap that i've been told and seen...the one things that sets me off are....squirrels. UGH!! those damn things...ya know...they're the only freakin animal that we cannot pet! WE CAN'T PET THEM. for reals...and what really pisses me off is that they know it too. They know that they are all cute and cuddly and stuff with their big poofy tails and cute little scurrying about...yet we can't touch them! ugh. I mean think about...you can pet elephants, dogs, cats...damn you can even pet and ride a tiger and lion..it's not because they're small either...right? you can get little pigeons to like perch on your shoulder with enough bread...but those little furry bastards don't let us get even close to them...WTF! Plus they're so freakin fast that it's not like you can even hit them with a rock because they take off. UGH!
My theory is that they really eat like dogs. Think about it...I think they eat like dogs when other people aren't looking but when they know we are watching they decide to hold it in their cute little hands because they know we love it! DAMMIT! stupid little things. I'm on to their game...i'm onto them...FUCK!
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p.s. I tried to hit one with a rock the other day...missed him.
p.s.s. Don't even get me started on that piece of crap squirrel that skis on the water...you've seen him...everyone has.
Now in the world of therapy, services, counseling, psychiatry, psychology, etc...we hear problems and issues from everyone...EVERYONE! everyone has problems...who ever takes the time to hear those of the person doing the listening? geez...these stressors and anxieties though can truly make us want to pull our hair out!! I am no exception...there are things that authentically piss me off...set me off the edge and make me want to freakin end it all.
So here it is...this is it!!! of all the things that really set me off...of all the crazy things i've heard, of all the crap that i've been told and seen...the one things that sets me off are....squirrels. UGH!! those damn things...ya know...they're the only freakin animal that we cannot pet! WE CAN'T PET THEM. for reals...and what really pisses me off is that they know it too. They know that they are all cute and cuddly and stuff with their big poofy tails and cute little scurrying about...yet we can't touch them! ugh. I mean think about...you can pet elephants, dogs, cats...damn you can even pet and ride a tiger and lion..it's not because they're small either...right? you can get little pigeons to like perch on your shoulder with enough bread...but those little furry bastards don't let us get even close to them...WTF! Plus they're so freakin fast that it's not like you can even hit them with a rock because they take off. UGH!
My theory is that they really eat like dogs. Think about it...I think they eat like dogs when other people aren't looking but when they know we are watching they decide to hold it in their cute little hands because they know we love it! DAMMIT! stupid little things. I'm on to their game...i'm onto them...FUCK!
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p.s. I tried to hit one with a rock the other day...missed him.
p.s.s. Don't even get me started on that piece of crap squirrel that skis on the water...you've seen him...everyone has.
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