Worthless and Weak

So yesterday after work, I decided that I needed some experience riding my bike in heavy traffic. Because it was rush hour, I decided that I would take my bike down Mass Ave from Central square down to the Southwest Corridor. I've always been scared of riding along side cars and buses and stuff, it's very easy to imagine myself dying from one wrong move.

Half of accomplishing meaningful things is just having the courage that you can do it. (the other half is persistence). I now have the courage to ride my bike in traffic, just like all the other people who ride their bikes in traffic.

Cheers!

Garrett

From Nostradamus, century I, quatrain 64: (translated by Erika Cheetham)

"At night they will think they have seen the sun, when they see the half pig man: Noise, screams, battles seen fought in the skies. The brute basts will be heard to speak."

Yeah, thats right. Nostradamus predicted ManBearPig.

Cheers!

Garrett

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So I've been asked what exactly the weird story about the Bible is. Well, to tell you the truth, had this guy actually told me I weird story, I wouldn't have minded it. But he didn't tell a story. It wasn't really a cohesive narrative. It was just a bunch of words.

So he said that if you go through the Bible, and find all the words with the letters "it" in them, and replace them with "le" you will, umm, well, he never actually said what would happen. Merely that he had been doing it. So he then went on to list all the words that he got. Only, he didn't actually get any words, he had to take the beginings and endings off of words to get other words. (For instance, he took inheritance, changed it to inherleance), and then shortened it to "lean" which he said had something to do with priests.

Anyway, the other words that he got were lee, lei, bleet, and bleed. He said that bleed probably had something to do with the ancient Jewish practice of animal sacrificing. I told him that it obviously referred to the crucifixion, which blew his mind. Then I left, and he thanked me for my time.

Oh, and one last thing. He said that there were no words in Revelation that had "it" in them. (I'm assuming that he might have skipped words such as "it" or "with"). However, the following words are in Revelation 1. Written: (Wrleten). Spirit (Spirle). Faithful (Falehful) Witness (Wleness). Write (wrlee). White (whlee)

As you can see, none of that means anything. I suppose that Spirle could mean Spiral. Or Falehful could mean Falafel. whlee could refer to William Henry Lee. But none of those things really have any significance at all. Basically, based on my expert opinion, there's less to this than there is to Nostradamus, (who I should also do a post on).

Cheers!

Garrett

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If a guy walks up to you on the street, and asks if you want to hear a weird story about the Bible, the answer to that question is "no".

So I play a game of ultimate frisbee for the first time in about 3 years. Or maybe more. But I played it, got my ass handed to me. But I had fun. And I'm going back, may three times a week.

Also, I road my bike to work today. That was cool, there were hardly any cars around This weekend has been really weird, it's like Boston is a ghost town. You hardly see anybody. They must all be on the cape.

So I think that things happen for a reason. Something happened to me, which led me to want to take specific steps to improve my life. And I feel that I'm doing that right now.

Alright, it's almost time for bed. So I'll wish you all a good weekend.

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DOOMSDAY RIDES AGAIN

So yesterday, I decided to get the old bike out, and try my hand at the minuteman trail. The trail is 11 miles long or so, which means its a 22 mile bike ride. I was definitely beat by the end of it, but I was surprised at how well I did. I think I'm gonna start biking more often.

I then went to Luke's going away party, there were about 6 of us who all went to a bar. It made me sad, Luke going away. And it really drove home the point that college is over, that the next chapter of my life is underway.

So I'm going to go ride my bike now, I'll see you all later.

Cheers!

Garrett

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Well, sorry for not updating. For two years. Guess I just didn't feel like blogging anymore. I'll try to get back into it.

So whats happened with me? I've graduated college, quit a job, got a job, moved to Cambridge, and well, thats about it. The job is in finance, doing securities lending reporting.

So this week I've done a lot of thinking, and I think I need to change some things about my life. So, I'm going to try doing that, getting out more, and challenging myself to make new friends, and do lots of fun things. I've spent too many nights alone in my apartment. This will change.

Well, goodnight, I'll try to put up some meaningless post each day.

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Meredith was the name of the first girl I ever remember having a crush on. I was in the 7th grade, and well, there she was. And she was friendly to me. And that didn't happen very often back then. I only knew her for a day, but I dreamed about her for months.

I have had plenty of other crushes since then. I had one crush, which was probably my worst. First girl I ever asked out. Got rejected in the spring, dreamed about her all summer, got rejected in the fall again. And, if I remember correctly, still continued dreaming about her.

Afterwards, I stopped and had to ask myself what the whole damn point was. Why did I spend so much time on her? What did I see in her. Mainly, the same thing that I saw in my very first crush. She was there, and was friendly to me (and pretty attractive too). Eventually, I figured it out. Dreaming is bad, it sets up unrealistic expectations, which can never be realized. And, I was falling more for the dream than I was for the girl.

So, I told myself that dreaming was bad. I'd still do it, but I'd recognize that doing it was bad. And I'd admonish myself for doing it.

Today, I came to the second major realization. That all along, I was in it for the dreaming, not for the girl. Two hours ago, I had a crush on somebody. And it was tearing me up, because I was going insane over a girl that I barely know. And so I do what I do when I'm distraught and neurotic, which is to take walks. I walked all the way from Central square in Cambridge to the Fens, thinking about it and her and me and crap. When I'm out walking, I don't usually know where to go or what to do. I just knew that I had to get out of my apartment.

So I was walking, distraught. And then it hit me. Maybe I'm just in it for the dreaming. It really hit me. I stopped, stood still, and thought about it for five minutes. Then, with that knowledge, my problems just seemed to lift me. And I'm sure I'll dream about a girl again. But I feel empowered with that knowledge, and I'm ready to be in it for the girl, not for the dreams.

So today, I say good-bye to my dreams, and hello to reality. Reality is, in the end, much much better.

Cheers!

Garrett

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