"In The Beginning There Was....."

I've always thought it ridiculously strange to blog. However, recently, I have had so many thoughts fighting to transform from an idea to an expression that I've been going slightly insane. Thus, I now have a blog.

So thoughts, only 3 of you will escape and become animate.

1. BROTHER
This guy has definitely been consuming my time. I don't even really wish to extract and verbalize the history behind these thoughts, but now that I have pushed some of it out, it does feel better. I haven't even said anything, but a piece of that energy is gone....or somewhere other than in my head..rather, my soul.

I grew up with Ryan across the hall, in the car, on the way to school. Ryan deepened his voice when horny boys called, Ryan was convinced that he was taller than me, Ryan was my besty. I don't know where he has gone, but I miss him....deeply. Like ridiculously. I'm close to wandering the streets (metaphorically) and asking random people if they've seen him, because after all, what's a superhero without a freaking sidekick? I mean really, superheros usually have just one AWESOME power that can usually be demolished in a matter of seconds once they step their game up and go beyond the village walls. The Sidekick is the one that's been left for dead and shows up..right on time. The two, however, are integral parts of each other's existence. It is the most beautiful symbiotic relationship..ever.

So I'll be the sidekick or I'll be the superhero, but we can't just throw this idealogy to the wind.

2. SCHOOL

I am completely convinced that all of this formal education nonsense that I have been so immersed in for the last million years is a government cover-up to breed the national community into military experiments.

P.S. I STILL don't understand why I had to ask to pee, have permission to express myself, and walk in a freaking straight line to go anywhere.

3. ?
I am in dire need of underwear...like something has GOT to give. I buy underwear ALL THE TIME, but after I wear them once, they dissapear. It's winter, and I have an unusually long crack. Imagine having a chilled crack..DC wind is crazy...all of that festering and blowing around in my pants???? Not my idea of singing in the rain.