so most of my entrys of late have been about the smooth grind. mainly because i get bored while working so thats when i write. but today for a change of pace i am not going to talk about it.
ok except for this quick little story.
a girl (highschool aged) was ordering a sandwich "can i get a BLT" after a slight pause "but instead of the tomato..." right here i am thinking to myself who messes with a blt. there is not that much to mess with "... could i get turkey"
i wasn't expecting that. i said it was fine. in my head i thought best improvement possible to a blt. especially since turkey lets it stay a blt.
ok thats it
so at the beginning of this year i started journaling two pages a night. for some reason at the beginning of march i stopped. just for a little while at first then i would have gotten back into it but i was going to write about the days i missed first so it looked like i have never stopped. but that made me delay more. then more. then april started. well i recently decided i wasn't going to talk about the missing days but just write a summary of march as a whole. i summarized march in two pages. my normal day amount. i can't decided if this makes me boring or just an expert summarizer.
i thought about just scribbling giberish into most of the 30 days worth with a few real sentences in there and then with black magic marker blacking out the nonsense and stamping classified or top secret on there. - man that would make me look cool - but i didn't because no one else is reading my journal anyway. maybe they are. i should make a fake journal so they can't know my plans.
anyway. its so tough to let not doing something become a reason to keep not doing something. (e.g. - i didn't journal yesterday i must do that before i write todays) then one becomes two. how come doing one good thing does not make it easier to do another. instead doing something makes it easier to not (e.g. i worked out yesterday, i don't need to work out today) maybe its just we are creatures of excuses. whatever logic it takes for us we will find an excuse. this is me rambling. i am done.
preview for whenever i do mention the smooth grind - stories about "mrs. jesus is my BFF t-shirt" and "mr. cellphone"
Thomas, Thomas,
ReplyDeleteI so know what you mean about the not doing something being the reason to keep not doing something. I want a complete something, so I think I'll catch up. But until I catch up, I can't just jump right in and continue. Bah! Come back to camp Thomas. We can't do it without you. I miss you. The only way that I'm okay with you not being there is if you are WAY happier not coming back. I just want you to be happy. You do realize however, that that means you are required to make a minimum of 2 visits and that I won't have anyone to make candy bar pie for. Plus this is your chance to pull ahead of John Banley in the year thing. :) Have a lovely day Thomas. ~me
Yep, you know it. The connecting kind of cubes it was. They went across the room, but nobody wanted to count to see how many it actually was. Today we moved on to the less enjoyable, but more accurate ruler. Here's a thought. Perhaps we could have a coffee shop at camp and you and Andrea Gann could run it together. Hmmmmm...... Think about it. :) ~me
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