Sheena Is a Punk Rocker

10:18 - Sheena is a Punk Rocker

It's true. Name your daughter Sheena and prepare yourself for strange piercings, serious hairstyles, raunchy boys, loud music, binge drinking, and tons of attitude. Just letting you know.

[01:50] miz jane: ooooh shit
[01:50] johnny: ?
[01:50] miz jane: i just fully appreciated that i have a really twisty chair that is a few solid feet off the ground
[01:50] miz jane: WHEEEEE
[01:51] miz jane: and it spins FAST
[01:51] johnny: hahah, huzzah!
[01:51] miz jane: i actually feel a bit sick lol
[01:52] johnny: lol, yeah, i feel a little icky after enjoying such chairs, too
[01:52] miz jane: but while it's happening it feels great
[01:53] johnny: hah, just like drugs
[01:53] miz jane: or raunchy hookups....
[01:53] miz jane: heh.

Ah, moments of sickening bliss. They're so great.

Sometimes it hits me: there are so many people I'll never meet. So many places I'll never go. Songs I'll never hear. Books I'll never read. It stifles me, I panic, a surge of hopelessness overtakes me. It's unavoidable -- I might never encounter the best of the best. And the billions of people before me, or after me, what about them? Is lusting after all this knowledge and experience even worth it? Even if I spend my life constantly seeking some great new experience every moment, I'll never get close to discovering everything.

I have goals, plans, things I definitely want to do; yet I can't adequately... I don't know, make an informed decision? Because I just can't possibly know what's out there... Ugh...

I can't do this. Not in a blog. Heh.

I'm planning this trip to Ireland and the UK next year. Yes, I'm stoked... But it's just so overwhelming. There's so much to do... I can't narrow it down to fit my budget or time. I mean I know I will, eventually, but aarrgh... My brain is totally and completely fried today.

And I just got interuppted by somebody who loves to interrupt me.

FUDGE....