January 2011
I’ve made 4 types of pudding this month.
Among other things my month can be summed up with busy weekdays that run into weekends that somehow become Mondays. So basically January has felt like one big monday, with the occasional time of making various types of pudding and a loaf of bread.
Life has been full of job searching, thesis writing, work and a plethora of different things. Not finding much time for myself much less any time for anything else. But oddly I feel optimistic. January started off great, but now I can tell this is a year that I’m going to have to fight for. Great things aren’t going to fall into my lap this 2011.
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What do I need to fight for?
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On top of everything that is going on I need to fight to keep my own sanity and remember to take time for myself. Fight for continued quality in my work. Fight for something greater, something newer and something that makes everyone turn their head.
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Fight for what I believe in.
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2011 isn’t about Mondays, it isn’t about what’s next. 2011 is about what’s happening now.
As I begin the next month and look back and wonder where January went just like I’ll do when February comes around; I can see how time passes faster than we’d like it to sometimes. So I’m not going to fight for the weekend, not fight for Monday either, I’m just going to fight every day, and before I know it It’ll be 2012 and I’ll know that I fought for something.
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I can’t wait to remember 2011.
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I can’t wait to fight.
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music to listen to
I’m going to try to be very recent with my music selections this year. If you don’t know who the Decemberists are this might be a good first album for you of them. It’s a very stripped down, acoustic album unlike their past two which are large orchestral productions. It’s got a good folky sound with some country twang, but it still has a lot of elements of their past albums. Pick it up. I suggest it obviously. What else are you gonna buy… the new Vanilla Ice Album? No seriously, it came out today…
The Decemberists ~ The King is Dead
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