I admit it. I steal toilet paper on a weekly basis from the 1st floor of Rankin Science and sometimes the 3rd floor of the library. I say they pretty much beg you to. They wouldn't just leave it out in the open if they didn't want people to make good use of it than just wiping their bums.
For example, I had a constant supply of tissue when I had my sinus infection a few weeks ago.
Two weeks ago I spilled coffee all over my notebook in class, and had an immediate dabber to dry it up.
Don't you hate those moments when you are using the bathroom to realize that there is no toilet paper left? Not a problem if you have a roll that you carry with you at all times.
I know there are more people out there that do it than just me, so don't pretend like it's not a good idea. Though I'd have to say it's not for those who desire quality out of their toilet paper. But if you want to save a few bucks a month or two and have a college campus readily available to you then lose that pride and snatch a couple of rolls!
Yes, I do realize this is a pointless blog entry.
And I do feel like I have been talking to myself the entire time.
But the last couple of entries have been deeply serious. So here's to living senselessly!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
"There's a better home awaiting...
...in the sky, Lord, in the sky." Will the Circle Be Unbroken
You should never leave a situation wishing you had reached out to someone, or even allowed them to reach out to you. You should seize chances to get to know people you are working with and who are a part of something that is big in your life.
Unfortunately I have left a lot of people in my life like this. I have left them in the background of moments that have been an integral part of me. Those people are important to me because I will remember them as key pieces to creating these monents. But did I get to know these people? Do I know their dreams? their passions? what makes them laugh? what pisses them off?
To a dear friend, Jimmy Lewis, I am sorry that I left you as one of these people. You stood out with your humor and charisma. I permitted being shy to get the best of me and I never opened up to create memories with you. But you were a Blackfoot, and last summer I had the chance to be one as well and I believe that connects us. Your knowledge of the woods and ability to allow boys to gain that same appreciation for the outdoors extended into last summer. I was asked all the time where you were and what you were up to and, "Last year, Jimmy one time..." I admired a lot of things about you, but I am sorry that I could never gain that friendship to tell you the good things about you and to laugh at your sarcastic and crazy humor.
We watch people fall out of our lives through death, or disconnection, or from a fight. And we allow them to leave, and sometimes way too easily do we allow them to leave. This is one of my greatest vices. I have let so many go when distance parts us. Don't let this happen. Don't ever regret letting someone slip.
I light a Falling Creek candle in your honor tonight, Jimmy. Rest peacefully.
You should never leave a situation wishing you had reached out to someone, or even allowed them to reach out to you. You should seize chances to get to know people you are working with and who are a part of something that is big in your life.
Unfortunately I have left a lot of people in my life like this. I have left them in the background of moments that have been an integral part of me. Those people are important to me because I will remember them as key pieces to creating these monents. But did I get to know these people? Do I know their dreams? their passions? what makes them laugh? what pisses them off?
To a dear friend, Jimmy Lewis, I am sorry that I left you as one of these people. You stood out with your humor and charisma. I permitted being shy to get the best of me and I never opened up to create memories with you. But you were a Blackfoot, and last summer I had the chance to be one as well and I believe that connects us. Your knowledge of the woods and ability to allow boys to gain that same appreciation for the outdoors extended into last summer. I was asked all the time where you were and what you were up to and, "Last year, Jimmy one time..." I admired a lot of things about you, but I am sorry that I could never gain that friendship to tell you the good things about you and to laugh at your sarcastic and crazy humor.
We watch people fall out of our lives through death, or disconnection, or from a fight. And we allow them to leave, and sometimes way too easily do we allow them to leave. This is one of my greatest vices. I have let so many go when distance parts us. Don't let this happen. Don't ever regret letting someone slip.
I light a Falling Creek candle in your honor tonight, Jimmy. Rest peacefully.
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