The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."

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Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.

11.24.2004

Nemo Appreciates Big Paper and Won't Crash!

Tis the season to be thankful. How cliche. I remember when I was a youngster (never really was in the "small" category) and I would be at kindergarten or Sunday school and the teacher would sit us in a little circle. Naturally, I revelled in the thought that we were playing duck-duck-goose, a chance to exhibit my clumsy "running" and "coordination" on a stage. My hopes were soon to be dashed as teacher had each of us, one by one, say what we are thankful for this year. The first couple of kids had to think really hard. Their eyes would light up as they proudly said, "Mommy and Daddy" or "My house" or "My dog." Inevitably, after a couple kids everyone just re-worded what the first two kids said so we could get back to duck-duck-goose.

I think that appreciation more fits the bill this year. Sure, I'm thankful-but I want to appreciate that which I am thankful for. To look around me at the people I love and want to love them even more. To get a 4.0 because I have the opportunity to...attend....university...ok, maybe i'm not that hardcore. :) Anyway, appreciate. Look back and be thankful, but look up and appreciate. Show it, tell it, do it, be it. So. Three cheers for Trevor, Galen, Steve, William, Kristi, Alyssa, Christine, Collin, Becky, Kevin, Crystal, Amanda and everyone else who inspires me.

Comedy of the day: I spent the last week and a half procastinating writing my final english paper. Spent the last 72 hours doing nothing but said english paper. I made it. I actually did. Thing must weigh ten pounds, but I got 'er done! That said, I arrived at class to find a sign tacked to the door informing me class was canceled. Matt's not sure what to think of that...

Movie of the night: Finding Nemo. Had a fabulous time assigning the fish 'real people' personalities. I got Bloat the puffer fish. Can't imagine why. Collin was Dori. I still laugh every time that yellow guy yells, "Bubbles!" in the fishtank. Sigh, laughter. Can't do it enough. Tip of the day: do not visit a dentist in australia. period.

Tomorrow: cross-state drive home! here's hopin we don't crash!

Just keep swimming, just keep swimming,
Just keep swimming, swimming,
what do we do-
we swim
swim
swim

8 comments:

Unknown said...

Hey man! Thanks for the sweet message on my blog. I did get the IPod. A mini pink one with my name on the back. I've just spent the last 24 hours putting all my cd's onto the computer so I could then put them on the ipod. (My computer is slow). I was also given a slinky and to be honest its a tough decision as to which one is cooler. :)

MeV said...
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MeV said...

Ok, so im a dork and have never posted a comment on blogger and was therefore inticed to click on the little icon that slightly resembled a trach can next to the comment i left... so once again. Hi, this is Veronica. I have your usb flash stick so let me know how you want me to get it back to you. YOu can post a comment on my blog or e-mail me or whatever. Newayz... back to the paper.
l8r,
~V~

Anonymous said...

wow, this i like the "leave the message for matt" comment section, eh? hey matt, why didn't you call me back? you like my message? why haven't you posted anything new in over 2 weeks? i get sick of loading up the page and then only seeing this...mediocre...post :)

Anonymous said...

Hey, what's up with you naming me third? I thought you were my friend... If you would have been smart, you would have named everyone who reads this blog to keep them coming back here because there is NEVER ANYTHING NEW!!!!

me said...

That's okay, steve! You're still #1 in my book, even though you never write me back... That's okay, I don't write you back either. Kind of a mutual thing. And yet, the medicore comment was a little harsh. You don't have to be brutal or anything. After all, Matt is going to pulverize you when we go bowling. Me too. You just have to get below 50 for me to beat you. That's not a problem, is it?

me said...

By the way steve, why don't you ever come to my blog?

Anonymous said...

I think Steve got told.