I wanted to show a friend how interesting this site is and this was his choice. Apparently, not to many people have this goal. Which is understandable. I want to change the world however i don’t want to be the “Dad” to the world.
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OriginIll's Life List
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1. inspire young minds
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2. pay off credit cards
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3. visit africa
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4. DRINK LESS!!!
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5. get back in shape
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6. Find a balance between the things I want to do and the things I need to do
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7. start a business
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8. live life to the fullest
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9. die
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10. Make and send cards just to say hello
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What the hell am i doing!!! I’m far from old…i’m only 25. So what the hell is wrong with me. I remember when we used to run all day, then come inside to only get yelled at cause we were runnin again.
I will say, i’m a lot stonger now, but the endurance just isn’t their. No more backpack, no more walking a mile back in forth across campus daily just to make it to class, no more P.E., no more organized sports, etc…
Now it’s, wake up, get dressed, “drive” to work, plop my ass down at my desk and engineer shit…with the occasional browse around the office, etc… (NO PHYSICAL ACTIVITY)
Get home afterwork…1,2,3,make a drink, thus my “drink less” goal. Burn one, watch some tube, hit the studio to work on some music, pass out drunk….(NO PHYSICAL ACTIVITY)
In summary, my alcoholism has drastically reduced the amount of physical activity i partake in…ironically, if i can partake in more “physical activities” i would drink less. Wow, talking to myself i found the answer to my problem. Great “to do”
Wow…i lived in Chicago for 13rs, Chattanooga,TN for another 11 and now south west florida for nearly a year…along the way i’ve been fortunate enough to meet many people. Unfortunately, many of these people are now burdened with problems tenfold the weight of my own. When around, i felt as if i could help, but now seperated from these people i feel as if i let them down. Emails are nice, phone calls are cool, visits are wonderful…but a card would be priceless. Ironic how the most simplest of techologies, the written letter or card, have so much more meaning than the animated e-greet or daily joke that we all recieve from one another so often. I’m now gonna get to playin around with Photoshop to try to make card of meaning and then pull out the old ink pen and shed some words from the heart…even if it’s just “Miss ya lots” or “Can’t wait to see you guys again”.
Big props…Great “to do”

