Wandering

Today I wandered. Friend B taught me the value of walks. I taught myself the dangers.

Robert Frost adequately described wandering thus:
"I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain -- and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
O luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night. "

Was it worth it?

In the end, when all is said and done, you have to ask yourself, "was it worth it?"

I look at other's actions and sometimes say to myself, "man I hope he thinks it's worth it," because some things, such as dignity, true love, and friendship aren't worth risking.

But sometimes they are. What is worth the risk? What is worth the payoff? The answer is up to you.

Today's blog sounds remarkably like a Vash the stampede thing like he does when previewing the next episode.

Today I had a little extra time before work, so I laid down on the bike storage boxes and let the sun's warmth radiate upon me. I prayed I wouldn't fall asleep and miss work.

I saw Sara at the cafeteria (perhaps I'll talk about her in some other blog) and I swooned a little (is that something guys are allowed to do?).

Later R gave me a haircut, so I removed my shirt to prevent getting hair all over it. Then she called me Mr. Nudypants, which tickled me, cause I was still wearing pants. She also told me something which kinda shocked me, but I must keep it to myself. I finished the day with the rules of attraction, which is a very cool movie. Sad though.

And now I've taught the spellcheck the word nudypants.