Sunday Evenin'

Once again, the snow catches me by suprise. I mean, it's bitter cold out tonight, and the snow isn't stopping. But damn, is it beautiful, and quiet, and soft. . . . I guess my brain's already preparing to leave. Gotta get my closure in, while I still can. Yeah, I do think alot about this time last year. It's inevitable, because I look backwards just as often as I look around and forward. But this isn't the harping, depressive rant--I don't bring this up to be negative. I bring it up, because you have to realize that anything can happen. All the guessing in the all the world will not leave you prepared. So it's best to put your efforts elsewhere. Gotta enjoy things and hopefully live as honestly, as relaxed as you can.

I'm looking forward to spring though. I can't wait to smell those smells and write new memories on them, over the old ones. I figure that's how it works. Life makes you question yourself, but then it gives you the chance to keep going.

Went to Jiu Jitsu tonight and had a wonderful time, even though we were doing excersizes. I had my hair cutely tied back, and talked to lots of folks, and felt like I acted like a good, eager person. It's something I'd like to be. Can't give up being amazed by scuff marks on the racketball court wall, and I can't give up wanting to be a good person.

Which brings me to a final topic: geek rage. I have it. You know, that thing in your gut that makes you hate cheerleaders and people who wear all Abercrombie & Fitch. Maybe I'll reflect on this later, but for now I need to get to bed. Gotta do more work tomorrow, on my day off of course.