What is accountability? It's being accountable for your actions and words, no matter if they are accidental or not. Imagine a world where everyone assumed accountability for their actions. No more passing the buck. No more blaming other people for the outcome. If it's your fault, it's your fault! If someone breaks my bike, they would leave a note saying "Sorry, here's my phone number so you can contact me for repair costs." But alas, the world is not like that. We all like to pass the blame onto someone or something else. If the world took accountability for its actions, then there would be no such word as scapegoat. Sometimes I really hate this world. Sometimes I just want to live alone on an island where all I have is me to blame. Fucking world... be accountable!!!
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Thursday, August 12, 2004
A note about the new posts and randomness
Hello. How are you? I added some posts, but you may notice that they are dated in the past. I figured since I can actually change the date and time that I would date them at the time they were written. Makes sense, no?
They are of the randomness that occurs in my brain on a daily basis. I find my thoughts wonder quite irregularly sometimes. Right now it's not wondering so much cause I'm tired. Also because I am thinking about my baby and being able to kiss and hug her again... among other things. ;)
I should post more. If only to see what crazy ads the banner at the top comes up with. Earlier it had links to shopping cart covers. Where the hell in my blog did I mention that??? Crazy Internet! Evil computers!
I can flutter my lips like a horse. I guess I have loose lips. My boss spent half an hour yesterday trying to do that. She said she once could. Then today she told me she was able to do it last night, but she couldn't repeat it. People are funny like that. I wonder what she was doing at home that made her think of that. Was she just sitting on her couch watching TV and suddenly flutter her lips, then cry out, "I did it! I told Al I could do it!"?
Oh no, I bought Jeep shoes! I must be conforming to commercialism. No!!! They were cheap and comfortable. Sometimes I get tired of all the digs and teasing that goes on amongst my friends. It seems to be constant sometimes. We can't have serious conversations, or pleasant conversations without some kind of snide remark being thrown out. I want to be able to talk about serious stuff, or to discuss my feelings without having some sarcasm thrown in. I guess that's another thing that makes me happy about having my girl. I can talk to her. She just listens without judgement. I love her so much. I love her till it hurts.
Ok, I'm done.
They are of the randomness that occurs in my brain on a daily basis. I find my thoughts wonder quite irregularly sometimes. Right now it's not wondering so much cause I'm tired. Also because I am thinking about my baby and being able to kiss and hug her again... among other things. ;)
I should post more. If only to see what crazy ads the banner at the top comes up with. Earlier it had links to shopping cart covers. Where the hell in my blog did I mention that??? Crazy Internet! Evil computers!
I can flutter my lips like a horse. I guess I have loose lips. My boss spent half an hour yesterday trying to do that. She said she once could. Then today she told me she was able to do it last night, but she couldn't repeat it. People are funny like that. I wonder what she was doing at home that made her think of that. Was she just sitting on her couch watching TV and suddenly flutter her lips, then cry out, "I did it! I told Al I could do it!"?
Oh no, I bought Jeep shoes! I must be conforming to commercialism. No!!! They were cheap and comfortable. Sometimes I get tired of all the digs and teasing that goes on amongst my friends. It seems to be constant sometimes. We can't have serious conversations, or pleasant conversations without some kind of snide remark being thrown out. I want to be able to talk about serious stuff, or to discuss my feelings without having some sarcasm thrown in. I guess that's another thing that makes me happy about having my girl. I can talk to her. She just listens without judgement. I love her so much. I love her till it hurts.
Ok, I'm done.
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