What's that Robert Frost? Something about he path less taken?

There is a point in our lives where you decide what you want out of life. What you want to do, where you want to live, and who you want to marry. And all things considered, I knew exactly the what and the where, but obviously not the who. Now I'm 69 credit hours into my degree and reconsidering my choices in life. And asking myself, where the hell did I turn wrong? Since age 14 I've known I wanted to be a lawyer, live in New England, and have a two story home and kids. Now that the LSATs and Law School are looming in the near future, I've begun to ask myself.... why haven't I followed the things I'm passionate about? Art, event planning, crafts, journalism. No, instead I decided I was passionate about global politics and a conflict that could very well be over by time it's my turn to step into the real world.
So what was that Robert Frost? I made a wrong turn at the path less taken. Oh gotcha... Law school here I come.

Sabbotage or Savior

When a group of friends hits a dilemma I like to call, the new boyfriend of your too easy to fall in love best friend, or the douche, there are few actions that they can take that will save or sabbotage the group as a whole. My group of friends are tightknit. So tightknit that we have had some incidents of intergroup hooking up (I would say romance but that would be lying.) We know everything about everything about each other. Things that normal people probably wouldn't chose to share with even their closest companion. We're overly open, sometimes rude, sarcastic, use vulgar words as though it were nothing, and tend to piss a lot of people off. And for the few out there who don't find us completely offensive, you love us. You know you can always expect a good time when you're with us. We rarely have a dull moment, and while few can keep up with us, many enjoy our company. And this is what makes our group special. And if you haven't figured it out yet, it takes a certain person to be able to roll with us. As stuck up as that may sound, and as easy as it is to be accepted into our group, its just as easy to get all of us to dislike you. Dislike you enough to sabbotage your relationship and make sure you don't plague us with your presence again.

2 months. 2 months is all it took for a group of roughly 10 people going from being indifferent to liking you to the same 10 people disliking to hating your guts. And this is when a group has to take action and do something, well to simply save our group, save our friend, and get rid of the pest.

So is it sabbotage or savior to plot the demise of our friends relationship? Probably both. But whatever it is, its worth saving the integrity of our group. 'Cause truthfully, this is getting ridiculous.

First blog, wow.

I really couldn't tell you why I am writing this blog. I have no intentions of ever telling anyone about it. I guess I'm doing this because my thoughts, I believe, are worth remembering. And since journaling with pen and paper is archaic, this is my outlet. Sure, I could just open a word document on my computer but I guess I also secretly hope that maybe someone will stumble across this is, appreciate, agree, disagree, gather insight, etc. from the composures of my thoughts while I drive, shower, am going to bed. Which brings me to why I decided to call this "Food for Thought - Shower Chronicles"... well one, my brillant idea to create this blog just came to me as I was showering, and two, most of my crazy, random, out of NOWHERE thoughts come to me while I'm in the shower. The shower, to me, is a sanctuary where I can just think, and think, and think, with no distractions. I'm also probably never going to reveal who I am just in case my thoughts are a little too.... abstract.... for others, also I don't want my friends to accidently stumble upon this, and when I say stumble upon I don't mean when they're scowering the internet for new and exciting blogs (because lets be honest, my friends are probably cooler than that, no offense if you're that type of person, I'm sure you're awesome!) but I mean literally, StumbleUpon... like the website. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then you should check it out, StumbleUpon.com.... if you have a few hours to avoid doing work, avoiding someone, or just bored it's likely to keep you occupied.

Basically, this is my outlet. My way of saying how I feel about, well anything, without sounding absolutely bizaare to most. Because even I sometimes don't understand where on earth my thought pattern comes from. Expect flighty, random, incomplete, and even anti politically correct topics to appear. That is assuming I continue to write on this thing, considering I have a terrible habit of not finishing things with no deadline. Which I guess doesn't make it incomplete if there isn't a deadline, but you know what I mean.

Though I know laser hair removal doesn't alter your genetic makeup but I'm curious if the future generations will be less hairy. I guess with this global warming hooplah (yes Al Gore, its hooplah) the theories of evolution in themselves should make future generations less hairy, since we don't need it to keep warm. And if this does happen I'm extremely jealous. No I'm not a particularly hairy person, actually I don't really have that much hair at all, but still, shaving my legs is such a pain, especially when you've gotten accustomed to wearing jeans everyday during the winter months. As much as I've longed for you Spring, you're really cramping my style.

I am right winged, conservative, anti-social ANYTHING, but I'm curious if this new health care bill means I can finally get my wisdom teeth removed... hmm. Guess I'll have to make a call to Obama...

Well thats all my mind is thinking about right now.