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To Be Continued…

Many people think that if they were only in some other place, or had some other job, they would be happy. Well, that is doubtful. So get as much happiness out of what you are doing as you can and don’t put off being happy until some future date.

– Dale Carnegie

I was reading over some of my old blog entries tonight and I was reminded of how I used to start every blog post with a quote. I’m not sure why I started doing it, but looking back I always appreciated the quotes I found. I’m trying to get my hands on some of my old blog content that was on a free hosting account that went down. With any luck I’ll get all those posts back. It ought to be pretty intersting stuff.

©2008 *meppol

I remember when I used to spend hours every night trolling Deviant Art for new and cool art. This is what I found after about 5 minutes of looking around, It’s a Christmas version of the Twilight book cover. I read Twilight, and I really enjoyed reading it, truth be told. It is far from a literary masterpiece and the story is contrived, but for those of us who want to escape into a romance where everything works out in the end it does it’s job well. I was not a big fan of the movie, simply because the romance was unfortunately cut short. I really liked the way Edward courted Bella in the book, and I think they got fast tracked in the film to make room for the conflict at the end. It became an action movie instead of a romance. You can probably guess what I care about more.

Christmas is coming up, and I should do some shopping. Meh, that isn’t really worth talking about. I don’t know why I’m writing. Again. For the millionth time. You’d think after stopping and starting so many times I’d have it figured out. But I don’t. So I write when I want to write. And I don’t when I don’t.

This might have to wait until later. I feel like I have a lot to say, but I don’t know that I want to say it to the world. It may be time to start writing private posts again. In any case, to be continued…


“Prediction is very difficult, especially of the future.”

Courtesy of Niels Bohr

Lesson for life: when you say you’re going to be somewhere, show up. Someone might be looking forward to seeing you, even if you don’t know it.

Spring Break

I went to London for spring break to visit my friends who are studying abroad. It was a great time, and I’ll edit this when I have the time to jot down everything we did before it fades away. I’ll also have lots of fun photos to post up, hopefully.

I read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance over the break as well. It’s still digesting and I’ll have to write something up about it when I feel more calm.

In related news, my last post wasn’t exactly accurate. Turns out I don’t care if a person gets piercings or tattoos only if I don’t care about the person. Why I don’t like them, I’m not sure. It’s still something I’m trying to figure out but it isn’t really fair to just blanketly hate them. Is it because I’m secretly obsessed with the way people look and not who they are? Does what other people think about them matter that much to me? Why can’t I just be happy for people that do what they want to their bodies?

In any case I feel furious inside. Irrationally furious. This also needs digestion so I’ll get back to this later too. Maybe I should just go live with the Amish. Maybe I’d be happier.


After some thought, and re-reading some things, and just thinking about it some more I’m less angry. It’s a good thing that I didn’t lash out or even talk to the person when I was angry. I’ve always misunderstood the advice not to act in anger and to instead step back and cool off to really mean don’t get angry. Not getting angry isn’t really an option so I usually just ignore the advice and say something stupid.

With this person, more often than not I’ll be angry at them and they’ll be upset: not a good combo. I feel the need to comfort them, but it’s hard to be earnestly comforting when you’re angry at them. It also doesn’t help that they don’t want to be comforted by me.

I’m pretty convinced they don’t want anything to do with me. I don’t know if they’d be upset or bothered if I never spoke to them again. They certainly wouldn’t speak to me first. I think that’s a big source of all my anger: that I mean nothing to them. Maybe it shouldn’t bother me as much as it does but I keep waiting for my feelings for them to pass and they just keep going. I still miss her.

It’s hard to accept. I realize I sound completely emo about all this. It isn’t as bad as I make it out to be and really I don’t know why I’m so hung up over her. Part of my anger comes from that too.

Hopefully I’ll stop thinking about her soon and move on.

“Anger always comes from frustrated expectations”
~ Elliott Larson

More Old Blogs

I got the idea to search on for some of my blogs whose hosting disappeared (I was cheap back then, and didn’t back up data). So I found 2 of them. There might only have been 2, but I honestly can’t remember. I don’t even remember most of these posts. It’s strange to try to look back and realize you can’t remember anything.

I like twitter

I don’t always have the fortitude to do longer blog posts. They end up being me talking about lots of different sites and news items and about my life. But it’s to the void. I like sending links out on twitter and then having a conversation about it if it interests someone. I think if I wanted to write a really long piece I would do it here. I like the skill and the art of writing. I like words. But I don’t feel the urge to write like some people do. I’m a “lots of little content” kind of person, not “little bits of big content.”

I’ll probably still write here from time to time, but I’m sticking with twitter for now. I have a Tumblr that kinda aggregates all of my posts online. Check it out:

And my twitter:


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