Duly noted

I am officially graduated, though still job searching. I have several book ideas, one of which has its first chapter done and 6 chapters outlined. It's always a toss up of writing vs. job searching. Do both, you say? Easier said than done. When I'm job searching, I feel like writing. When I'm writing, I feel like job searching.

So, I'm sending resumes and staring at my notebook and maple candy, knowing that path leads to the dark side, and...remembering that I should really be exercising O,O

Which, of course, is why I'm blogging instead doing the other 3. Crisis averted.

Foxfire

I always wondered what caused will-o-the-wisp folk tales. It turns out that parts of the woods glow in the dark by what's known as 'Foxfire'. It's caused by fungi during a high rate of metabolizing wood - their nightly noms, if you will.

So when you happen to venture out at night without a flashlight and spy 'faerie fire,' be sure to keep an eye out for that smelly pot of gold you probably just stepped in.

Some serious deja vu

Last night at the movie theater I was looking at a poster of a movie that I KNEW had already been released years ago. So, I turn to the manager and cashier at the counter and ask them, "So, just wondering, but hasn't Letters to Juliet already come out?" To which they look at me condescendingly and reply in several variations of 'No. It's brand new and comes out in a few weeks.' I said "Thank You" and walked away like a good little movie-goer before turning to my boyfriend and saying that I was pretty sure they didn't know what they were talking about, and that I remember sitting down and watching the whole movie with my family. I could even tell him what happens. He looks at me, surprised, and grins, "That's what we call a time leak."

Huh.

I'm part of an abnormal temporal event?

...So I stopped complaining.

Selfishness is a fight or flight response to society.

Do I live for the world or for myself? No one else lives my life for me, so what's wrong with being a little selfish so long as I remember to remain humble? I watch out for myself. No one will stay forever. I believe that I live for the world. To make them know that I'm here. How is it selfish to be noticed? To be loved?