How exactly does one gain leadership experience? I just don't get this.

When does commitment to the whole end and self-interest begin? I can't figure it out. There's a Friends episode all about this, I wish I had those dvds.

I thank the Girl Scouts of America for my recent obesity. I thank them for their continued dedication to my happiness. I forgive their homophobia and dangerous consveratism because of their ability to make cookies. And I prefer ranting about the Boy Scouts for their homophobia and dangerous consveratism, because those kids are useless to me.

That was SO MUCH work for a dollar. Oh well, shit happens. I love cliches like I love the assistant at Mesa admin. Random thoughts and free writing are the lubricants for well-reasoned prose. Pain and angst seem to be my specialty. I suppose my second specialty (my minor). I'm not good at describing the events of the day, my day particularly. So let's try.

You know I would, but nothing happenned. Absolutely nothing. Why are so many things compared to the Nazis and/or Hitler? It's such a ill-founded analogy. Why did I say ill-founded? Is that even a word? Why am I asking questions? Why does my history teacher insist upon the Socratic method? It does not work. How do you know where one liberal art stops and the other begins? Why do I assume that others care about my thoughts/emotions while refusing to believe that others would read a 'laundry-list' of my activities? There's this thread on xoxohth.com discussing how girls always (almost) pay more attention to a guy if they find out he's going to/is in law school. Bitches. I need more friends. I need to stop eating and start reading and running and surfing and working out.

San Diego is so fucking awesome. I think I'll go a walk around Presido Hill tomorrow. Being eternally unhappy with one's existence has MASSIVE downsides, but there are some very real upsides.

I have run out of things to say. My mind is empty. The emptiness of this post haunts me.

Surfing season is about to begin again. Winter is over in 17 days. Surfing. Hopefully, I'll find something before next winter to pass the time. Passing the time has a bad sentiment, so I should find some sort of productive use of time that promotes humanity and affirms my identity.

poker, i guess.

I have no abilities, leaderships or talents!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Still I've gotta say, it's relatively cool. And you know that I don't say crap like that, so I'm allowed this one.

I would respond to all the commenting that's been going on, but I'm tired. I agree with most all the comments. I'll keep posting, but for now I'm going to take a break. I've got a lot going on this week, and I've written plenty. So yeah, I'm going to try and take a break, maybe. I'm tired, and the peace corps is a great idea.