| "she was nice. nice manners, nice grades, nice looking" |
[Jan. 9th, 2008|11:48 pm] |
rob gordon is full of shit.
lloyd dobbler is full of shit.
here's why.
rob gordon and lloyd dobbler find love, are heartbroken and are forced to find redemption in a situation that is entirely not their respective faults. rob is content as a record store owner. lloyd is comfortable with his position in life. somehow this makes them targets for otherwise beautiful women to take what is an incredibly large shit on their chests because each one is "stuck" and "resisting change" in a way that is counter intuitive to the self sluts they date.
rob gordon is forced to apologize and reconcile with a woman that is fucking a guy with a pony tail - while he did make mistakes and struggle the core of a relationship is the ability to move beyond mistakes and grow. naturally, he was held accountable for his mistakes while the woman he is "in love with" is absolved of any responsibility! it's a joke and ultimately points to the fact that we as men will forever be held accountable for what we do while fighting for the emotional affection of a gender looking for a steady mate (this is clearly not all women. i've done a great job and fucking things up with women not like this). unfortunately i've tested the waters with women that are looking for a warm body that reflects what they'd LIKE to take a chance with. seriously. rob gordon goes from being told his exgirlfriend is a fucking someone new to groveling for the prospect of a rekindled romance. bullshit yet again. how endemic is that of my gender, though? when we're ready to settle down we're forced into a sick submission. |
|
|
| remember me? |
[Jan. 5th, 2008|06:12 pm] |
well what the fuck is up, live journal!?
I remember thinking in college that i cant quite imagine a life without live journal, in that, i needed something to lurk and/or update on a regular basis to feel connected. naturally facebook was the next to take over my internet sense of being connected and is, for all intent and purpose, serving the same purpose that live journal once did. belonging to an internet generation can be a pain in the ass but is most of the time pretty fucking rad. google? what have i ever done without it? wikipedia? come on now.
i would have never guessed when i updated this last that i would be living and working in texas. life has a tendency to go in an entirely unexpected direction and i firmly believe that if you're headed in a particularly expected direction, you're not taking chances (which is the right thing to do). ironically, i'm quite possible the last person to take any kind of chance. i am consistently sticking with that is safe and comfortable, in fast, i realize now, it's each moment i've stopped outside of my comfort zone and taken chances that i've found clarity and true comfort. what's comfortable has tended to be ultimately destructive. really though, i've taken comfort in a convenient emotional masochism that has reminded me that i have the ability to really feel. that may come from my ultimately desire to feel everything at every moment. intensity has traditionally been the name of the game...that's why rants like this occur and are inevitably dramatic.
intellectual and moral development theory talks about dissonance, or, that conflict and challenge create learning. development is a product of challenge and support. another piece of development has genesis with "plus one staging" meaning learning and development occurs when currently held concepts and ideas are continuously challenged. most developmental theory is intuitive and is common sense. that being the case i should really take my own advice and move away from what is comfortable...this is what i have done by moving out and moving on.
texas? well, what can REALLY be said for texas? it's stereotypical to a certain degree but has a lot to offer when you dig a little deeper. if you can move beyond the wealth (of this area) and see into the art districts, music and all around pretty cool social life it is more than meets the proverbial eye. i've again not let myself get settled in a way that was similar to graduate school. |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Dec. 22nd, 2006|07:32 pm] |
man, vegans freak me the fuck out
www.vegporn.com |
|
|
| (no subject) |
[Oct. 25th, 2005|06:20 pm] |
This is when I get angry and write things that I'm feeling, hoping to evoke sympathy from people I hardly know.
This is when I pretend that my world has fallen down and that I miss the stability I once took for granted.
This is when I look like the kind of guy that regrets his behavior and wants to fight to get her back.
But in reality, this is when I admit that things are fine and I am comfortable with all that has happened. I dont hold it against you, but conversely i dont feel sorry for you. I'm not going to waste time rehashing the details because honestly it's not worth it for me or anyone else. I can spend my time hurt, or I can bounce back and feel fine. Honestly, I'd rather bounce back. I've made my fair share of mistakes, so maybe this is a karma thing. Maybe it's an aberration and I should stop the loquacious bullshit. I'll accept that chances are your journal contains a self righteous declaration of independence along with some formal decree of hatred. Chances are that would have destroyed me previously, but now I expect it to be common place. I can only imagine how much is in there that I still dont know about, and how many things that have happened that I'm not privy to nor ever will be. I can accept that what I dont know will bother me for a substantial amount of time, and maybe in that respect you win. What I can do is walk away with integrity, strength and vigilance. I'm not callous. I'm not bitter. I'm not destroyed. Yeah, I'm hurt to an extent and that's to be expected with any amount of dishonesty. Though I know for sure that I have strong friends there to catch me. I apologize for pushing so many of you away, and now that I see that truth I can finally follow through on all of that. I know I said it before, and I dont fault you for not buying it this time around.
xxx
chris |
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
| |
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
thoseloversfled's journal