The past few days I've been feeling the itch for companionship, relationship style. It's worse than the mosquito bites. Staying up late nights and feeling like talking to someone really tends to lead all thoughts towards relationships. Sometimes I get so attention starved that I start tripping out when I actually get to interact with someone new. That definitely can't be healthy. Today I felt like I needed an outlet, but I didn't feel like talking, or writing... for some reason I felt like writing a song, but then I was reminded of my lack of musical talent. Eventually I got over it long enough to move my couch over to 17 Madrona, thanks to my roommate for letting me borrow his truck. It's always interesting to drive other people's cars. It's almost like walking in their shoes... while listening to their presets/cds.
My roommate threw out the bag of plastic that's been collecting near the trash for almost 3 weeks now. A whole big trash bag full of rinsed and crushed plastic, ready to be recycled. That probably would have been $5. Just thrown away. Man, I wasn't happy about that. Plus all the stuff that wasn't going to sit in the landfills is just going straight back. It's like cleaning out your room and then emptying your trash on the floor again. Arghhh... my other roommate said it wasn't really a big deal, only being $5, but I'm still thinking about the environment. Besides, I had to convince her not to throw old clothes and shoes away so I could give them away to goodwill. Just because I don't deal with the environment (at large) or poverty on a daily basis, I feel everyone has a responsibility to take care of this God-given planet and other people. Temperatures are rising, forests are burning, fish are poisioned, skies are blackening, children need shoes, and billions of tons of perfectly good trash are sitting somewhere... it's about time we expanded our narrow conceptions of life beyond that which is only our personal experience. Waste is death.
Now that we have an extension on the move out date, I've gotten lazy. All I've moved is my one couch. I haven't even packed one box yet. MCATs are on Saturday. Mailers for LOG and PUSO are due tomorrow. The PUSO logo is past due. Bills are piling up. I haven't been working out. My car battery still sucks. And I could stand not be to be single right now.
But life is still good.
My roommate threw out the bag of plastic that's been collecting near the trash for almost 3 weeks now. A whole big trash bag full of rinsed and crushed plastic, ready to be recycled. That probably would have been $5. Just thrown away. Man, I wasn't happy about that. Plus all the stuff that wasn't going to sit in the landfills is just going straight back. It's like cleaning out your room and then emptying your trash on the floor again. Arghhh... my other roommate said it wasn't really a big deal, only being $5, but I'm still thinking about the environment. Besides, I had to convince her not to throw old clothes and shoes away so I could give them away to goodwill. Just because I don't deal with the environment (at large) or poverty on a daily basis, I feel everyone has a responsibility to take care of this God-given planet and other people. Temperatures are rising, forests are burning, fish are poisioned, skies are blackening, children need shoes, and billions of tons of perfectly good trash are sitting somewhere... it's about time we expanded our narrow conceptions of life beyond that which is only our personal experience. Waste is death.
Now that we have an extension on the move out date, I've gotten lazy. All I've moved is my one couch. I haven't even packed one box yet. MCATs are on Saturday. Mailers for LOG and PUSO are due tomorrow. The PUSO logo is past due. Bills are piling up. I haven't been working out. My car battery still sucks. And I could stand not be to be single right now.
But life is still good.
