Friday, May 20, 2011

Greeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen

So I think I might have a plant obsession... not that that's a bad thing? Its just a problem when I'm driving by greenhouses and I want to buy EVERYTHING.

But anywho, vaguely to the point of this post, stumble is amazing and pretty much showed me how I'm going to design my house WHEN I actually have a house...

Windowfarms in every window because I think they're the cutest things EVER.  Also there are instructions on how to make your own windowfarm and a windowfarm community at http://www.our.windowfarms.org/  Sadly I'd need a hole borer to make one of these... and I feel like me and power tools, especially drill like things is probably the worst idea ever...


http://aplusrstore.com/product.php?id=587&cid=24  These are really cool recycled plastic bottles made into nylon pouches to grow plants in, they can be mounted on walls so you can create living walls, which I think are pretty fantastic...

Then I'd love to get a worm composter, because I think they're reaaaally awesome because you put in all sorts of random kitchen scraps and you end up with the happiest worms ever, and really really nice dirt for gardening with <3

So pretty much, any house I ever end up having is going to have THE nicest air in it ever.  And it'll look more or less like a jungle...

Friday, May 13, 2011

Existential crisis anyone?

I'm having an existential crisis and I'm not sure how to deal with it.  I just wrote a post and promptly deleted it because it made everything seem too real.  I think I'm just going to live to love and to do good things and have that be that.

Thinking about losing the people I care about scares the hell out of me.

I'm also going to go read random science articles until my brain calms down again.  I think a bizarre combination of lack of sleep and going to a wake have all contributed to this.

I want to waltz to this.
You say you don't want to know where this road goes, as you follow its twists and its turns.  But if I'm going to be someone equally free, there are things that I must unlearn. 

And I say its safe to surmise there'll be storms at times, because you're a wind so blustery and cold, and down our cheeks the rain will fall in sheets till the sun, it warms us both.

And the pavement's the drum, and we're waltzing in beat, to the rhythm of the sound of our shoes on the street, and I'll take care of you if you'll take care of me, if you'll take care of me.

You say you don't want to know where this road goes, 'cause you don't want to spoil the surprise.  We will see, oh eventually, where our destination lies.  Where our destination lies.  Where our destination lies. - Ben Gibbard

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Saying goodbye sucks so much, even if its just for a little while.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Niche

Sometimes I wonder about people.  Have we just hit that point where we've become so technologically advanced that we no longer have a proper niche on this planet?  Will we forever increase our niche until we cause our own destruction?

What leads someone to do terrible things to people?

I think that Kristin put it right: "here's a comment on how to live your life: always be kind, because you never want to be the person whose death is being celebrated world wide."

Sometimes I just want to disappear from what society expects of me and eke out a simple existence somewhere on a boat or somewhere isolated.  Or maybe bouncing from one place to another, I'll find a way of avoiding the insanity of this world by immersing myself in it.

I think Manda's got it right when she says that you can't have good in this world without evil.  And I understand that everything has its natural opposite, and that's the way the universe works, but sometimes I'm baffled by it.

Sometimes I wonder about the people that I know are incredible but I don't know at all.  I wonder about the people I've yet to meet, whom I may never meet, who could have so much good in them.

If you can't stand in place, you can't tell who is walking away, from who remains, who stays, who stays, who stays. And there are no tears, just pity and fear.  And a vast ravine, right in between. - Death Cab for Cutie