I don't find hate to be a very strong word. When I say I hate something you need to be paying attention to the tone of my voice to find out if I actually hate it or not. I have also found that hate and love are often to close together to tell the difference.
A word that I do not use often is despise. I rarely use despise. If I say I despise something it means so much more to me than hate. If I say I despise something it means that everything about it repulses every part of me. If I say I despise something it means that the thing I despise and I are completely antithetical.
I despise chauvinism.
The end
Joanna
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Saturday afternoons, and stumbling
I hate alliteration. I find it disgusting, irritating, and completely useless. I'm saying all of this to explain the title of this post. Saturday afternoons, and stumbling is what I'm posting about; please don't think that I took the time to think up that title just so I could have an alliterated title.
Now that we've gotten that out of the way, you need a little background for my final paragraph. (This would all be so much easier if we went into this conversation with you knowing all of these things, but here is your explanation).
Saturday afternooons
I have a love-hate relationship with Saturday afternoons. I'm never really sure how I feel about them. Some of my worst memories are of Saturday afternoons. Did you know that 99% of weddings occur on Sat. afternoons? Did you know that parents feel the need to have you clean half the house every Sat afternoon? Did you know that every single recital in the world for all music camps take place on Sat. afternoon? Did you know that the worst youth group activities take place on Sat. afternoon? Did you know that Saturday is just the day before Sunday which means my end of the week? There is another reason I think that I have bad Saturday afternoon memories, but we'll leave that out of this post. Now for the good Saturday afternoons: College football takes place on Sat. afternoon, and college football is a very good thing. Saturday afternoon naps are some of the best I've ever had. Movies are great on Saturday afternoons. I think that's all I have for good Sat. afternoons.
Stumbling
I love stumbling. Stumbling is the single greatest thing to happen to the internet since google, and wikipedia. Stumbling is incredible. I can spend hours hitting that button over and over and over. You hit the button and it brings up the most wonderful things. I have 100's of organized bookmarks in my favorites all of which come from stumbling. I say all of this to say, stumbling is awesome.
Final Paragraph
I had the greatest Saturday afternoon today. Really it was the greatest one I've had in a long, long time. I stumbled, ate food and watched movies all at once. I took a nap during one of my favorite movies and still was awake for the best part. I loved this particular Saturday afternoon. It's days like this that make me want to go back and rewrite all of my old memories so that this is what I would always think of when I think of Saturday mornings. But I can't do that, all I can do is enjoy this particular Saturday afternoon.
Joanna
208 days until the NFL kickoff
The Paragraph after the Final Paragraph
There is nothing more attractive to me than good acting. I have found that in the past couple of years, it's not the actors physical appearance that attracts me it's the acting, it's always the acting. And I just watched, in my opinion, one of the greatest movies of all time. I had only seen it once before, and it was SO much better this time. The acting was so incredible. I wanted to cry. The script was so well-written. I wanted to yell. The cinematography was so good. I wanted to talk about this movie, with an intelligent person for an hour, and then watch it all over again. I've discussed that I love being drawn into a story, and this story is one that does it for me every time. I find the story fascinatingly interesting. By the way, if I ever use the words fascinating, and interesting to describe you than you would know that I like you, because I think those are two of the greatest words in the English language.
And I'm so glad I got to enjoy this fascinatingly, interesting story on this wonderful Saturday afternoon.
Now that we've gotten that out of the way, you need a little background for my final paragraph. (This would all be so much easier if we went into this conversation with you knowing all of these things, but here is your explanation).
Saturday afternooons
I have a love-hate relationship with Saturday afternoons. I'm never really sure how I feel about them. Some of my worst memories are of Saturday afternoons. Did you know that 99% of weddings occur on Sat. afternoons? Did you know that parents feel the need to have you clean half the house every Sat afternoon? Did you know that every single recital in the world for all music camps take place on Sat. afternoon? Did you know that the worst youth group activities take place on Sat. afternoon? Did you know that Saturday is just the day before Sunday which means my end of the week? There is another reason I think that I have bad Saturday afternoon memories, but we'll leave that out of this post. Now for the good Saturday afternoons: College football takes place on Sat. afternoon, and college football is a very good thing. Saturday afternoon naps are some of the best I've ever had. Movies are great on Saturday afternoons. I think that's all I have for good Sat. afternoons.
Stumbling
I love stumbling. Stumbling is the single greatest thing to happen to the internet since google, and wikipedia. Stumbling is incredible. I can spend hours hitting that button over and over and over. You hit the button and it brings up the most wonderful things. I have 100's of organized bookmarks in my favorites all of which come from stumbling. I say all of this to say, stumbling is awesome.
Final Paragraph
I had the greatest Saturday afternoon today. Really it was the greatest one I've had in a long, long time. I stumbled, ate food and watched movies all at once. I took a nap during one of my favorite movies and still was awake for the best part. I loved this particular Saturday afternoon. It's days like this that make me want to go back and rewrite all of my old memories so that this is what I would always think of when I think of Saturday mornings. But I can't do that, all I can do is enjoy this particular Saturday afternoon.
Joanna
208 days until the NFL kickoff
The Paragraph after the Final Paragraph
There is nothing more attractive to me than good acting. I have found that in the past couple of years, it's not the actors physical appearance that attracts me it's the acting, it's always the acting. And I just watched, in my opinion, one of the greatest movies of all time. I had only seen it once before, and it was SO much better this time. The acting was so incredible. I wanted to cry. The script was so well-written. I wanted to yell. The cinematography was so good. I wanted to talk about this movie, with an intelligent person for an hour, and then watch it all over again. I've discussed that I love being drawn into a story, and this story is one that does it for me every time. I find the story fascinatingly interesting. By the way, if I ever use the words fascinating, and interesting to describe you than you would know that I like you, because I think those are two of the greatest words in the English language.
And I'm so glad I got to enjoy this fascinatingly, interesting story on this wonderful Saturday afternoon.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
My life is over.
It is. I can see no reason to live. There is no point anymore. We lost the super bowl.
Great sadness, sorrow, pain, and huge amounts of anger fill my soul. I'm done. I'm empty. I am completely devoid of all feelings and emotions. I hate myself for caring so much, but it would be impossible for me to care less. I have nothing more to say.
Except one more thing,
214 more days until the NFL Kickoff.
Long live the wonderful New England Patriots, I love every single one of you. Till next season.
Joanna
Great sadness, sorrow, pain, and huge amounts of anger fill my soul. I'm done. I'm empty. I am completely devoid of all feelings and emotions. I hate myself for caring so much, but it would be impossible for me to care less. I have nothing more to say.
Except one more thing,
214 more days until the NFL Kickoff.
Long live the wonderful New England Patriots, I love every single one of you. Till next season.
Joanna
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