philosophy

As I was adding THIS AWESOME SITE to my favourites, I noticed (again) how out of control the link section is. I absolutely have to do something about it, soon! 

Grey

It's been decidedly grey outside, matching my mood. But not grey as in depressed. Grey as in dark and cold and calculating. Perhaps slightly unemotional. I've never understood people who are all sunshine, who don't like rainy days and who don't understand 'grey', who are constantly emotional and illogical. While I have my silly days... 

There's something about this kind of mood that always makes me want to listen to my 'Cold and Raw' playlist, which includes: 

Blame it on Me-Barenaked Ladies

Demons-Guster

The Rainbow Never Came-Artisan

Trivia-Artisan

Hook-Blues Traveler

One By One-Enya

My Immortal-Evanescence

How to Save a Life-The Fray

Demasduit Dream-Great Big Sea

Take You Back-Jeremy Camp

High Hearts-John McCutcheon

A Million Ways-OK Go

Till Then-Red Grammer

Advance Guard-Seals & Crofts

Anyhow. You get the idea. For some reason, the word that pops into my head is 'raw'. As in,lots of raw emotion. And I guess that sort of fits my mood. My motto today would be something like 'Be honest and straightforward about it, deal with it, and get over it as quickly as possible. And don't let it interfere with your brain while you're at it.' 

Yeah. 

...even more airport

Just a quick update before I get on the plane (again). I'll blog about serious stuff like anthropological psychology later, after I've had some time to think, and some sleep. I get something like five hours last night. I don't trust alarm clocks, and I was absolutely TERRIFIED of missing my flight. 

Anyhow, I'm wearing a marvelous Nerdfighter T-shirt that Brynne made me after I saw the shirts she made, and when I went through security here in Vancouver, one guy looked at my shirt, laughed and told me that an awesome person deserves an awesome day, and that he hoped I would have one. It definitely made my day, which, If I'm not mistaken will be all of 15 hours long. Or something like that. 

And, disappointingly enough, nothing has happened in my fourteen hours stuck in the Vancouver airport. Not one hint of excitement. I did, however, have a dream that I saw John Green in the Seattle airport. That would have been exciting, but... 

And I've decided that I'm actually going to try to have as many posts per month as there are days. Because hey, I enjoy blogging way more than I thought I would, and there's no reason not to. Plus, writing things down helps me sort out my thoughts and gives me a chance to write about stuff I wouldn't usually even think about. 

Also, I'll be going to a youth retreat from the first to the third of October. Yeah. Two days after I get home, I'll be leaving for Shanghai. I'm hoping that it will help me get settled in China, take my mind off my woes, and give my mother no reason to complain that I stay cooped up in the house way too much. Hopefully I can get over jet-lag enough to enjoy myself. 

And I just looked at my blog, and realized that I'm going to have to do something to attempt to organize all the links I have on the left. Meh. Will deal with that later. Procrastination is just another word for prioritizing, isn't it? And right now I should be focused on making sure I get on the right plane. It would be just like me to end up in Liechtenstein. 

more airport

So, here's the next installment of misery: Seattle/Tacoma International Airport. 

Had dinner. Am feeling much more human. there's something incredibly satisfying about vegetarian chili (yes! I'm on the West Coast, and they actually have VEGETARIAN FOOD!), a bagel, a bottle of water and a honey bran carrot muffin. Not to mention the fact that I actually enjoy eating when there's nothing else that I would rather be doing. Usually, I'm just way too busy to bother enjoying food, but when all I have to do is eat and people-watch... Let's just say that I've only recently realized that I don't have to be entertained by either books, the internet or other people, that my mind comes up with plenty of entertaining stuff, and both writing and people-watching inevitably lead to amusing observations on my part. 

Whoops, I'll write more about that later. Got to go catch a plane. 

Was going to write about gender differences in the Chinese culture vs. American culture, or something along those lines, but got distracted by the food. 

airport

I can tell that by the time I get to Shanghai, I'll be thoroughly sick of airports. Did I mention that I'm spending fourteen hours in Vancouver, BC, and that all of those hours will be spent in the great kingdom of grey speckled wall-ness. Ugh. And I don't think that I've mentioned the four hours in Seattle, nor the hour (so far) that I've spent in Pasco, waiting for whatever problem it is with the airplane I'm supposed to be in to get fixed. 

I think all that frustration is just the manifestation of the fact that I'm sad. I miss Brynne and Carew. When I get home, I won't have anyone to talk about writing with, I won't have anyone to debate philosophy, psychology and anthropology with, and what's (almost) worse is that there won't be anyone to tease me. 

Okay, fine, maybe that's taking it a bit too far, but skype really is just NOT THE SAME! *sigh*

Okay, this post is all sad and boring, but I promise that in reward for reading this one, I will tell you all about the Vancouver airport. I'm sure that there will be something interesting. 

And...I'm definitely a nerdfighter, because all the grey speckled walls make me want to VLOG. Hah. Like that's ever going to happen. 

awesomeness

Oh, wow. People are awesome ! Thinking people are even more so. Not to mention that politics are amusing. 

What was that about, you ask? THIS. Look at the entry for September 23rd. And I think I forgot to mention that John Green is awesome as well. 

My faith in the human race is restored. 

on writing and leaving

YAY! I think I may have finally figured out what I want to do with my Work In Progress. That would be why I stayed up until eleven last night making horrific clackety noises and rousing the household. 

Oh, Brynne and Carew's grandparents are here. It's great to see them, since I haven't in a little over a year. One of the things that I hate about living overseas is the fact that people are constantly leaving. 

Bleh. My brain isn't working quite the way it should. It seems to have glommed onto the idea that I'm leaving tomorrow and won't let go. It's quite sad, really.