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Name: Nathan
Country: United States
State: Arkansas
Metro: Siloam Springs
Birthday: 9/5/1984
Interests: Music, Performance of all kinds, Basketball, Sports of all kinds, Friends, Enemies, Philosophy, Psychology
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
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Member Since:
1/28/2005
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| the appeal is obvious. who wouldn't jump at the chance to eat their favorite fruits all year around? thanks to the way the earth was created, it's always growing season for any particular fruit somewhere. the perfect solution, right? in theory, yes. but there may be more drawbacks than you would expect.
first of all, these fruits will cost you a nice little chunk of change to purchase compared to their indigenous counterparts. a small cluster of chilean white grapes, for example, will run you $3.99/lb. at h-e-b, which is roughly double what you would pay when these juicy orbs of delicious flavor are in season! meaning that for a decently-sized cluster which will feed the average grape user for a week, you will pay around six or seven bucks. not only is your addiction costly, but the grapes are smaller, less sweet, and inferior in texture. listen to mcgruff, just say no.
i'm not one to just stand and judge you because of your fruit habit and not offer a solution. The World's Healthiest Foods, albeit a ghetto website, offers a viable solution to stemming the flow of inferior, overpriced foods into our beautiful land. do you truly want to be original? when everyone else is passing around the contraband fruits are you going to fold under the pressure of your peers? i don't think you will, because i think you are both strong and unafraid to be unique. my challenge to you: if it's winter, eat a vegetable like you would a fruit. nothing says originality like grabbing a carrot for an afternoon snack on the way out the door. still not far enough on the edge for you? okay knievel, then leave the carrot unpeeled. scrub it well, mind you, but leave it unpeeled and enjoy the fruits (if you will) of american labor.
if all the other kids were eating out-of-season chilean fruit, would you do it too? i didn't think so. take a bite out of crime.
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| i sometimes read the bible at work on my lunch break, and other times i take these wicked naps with my ipod on in the breakroom. i pretty much own that breakroom, nobody really uses it as much as i do. if i eat my lunch in like 15 minutes, that equals a 45 minute nap, plus i don't spend money on gas or lunch from a restaurant.
at any rate, since we were getting close to christmas, i decided to start reading a gospel so i could read about jesus' birth. i was once told that each of the gospels was written by a drastically different kind of person. so for instance, john was more of a thinker, while mark was more of a doer kind of person. i had always enjoyed reading mark, but for some reason decided to read john. as some of you may know, it happens to be the only gospel without the story of the birth of christ! irony.
i read it anyway, then on christmas my family and i read through the first part of luke, so i got my christmas story fix then. | | |
| must be a record. i hate courtesy laughs. not because i don't like the idea of people taking pity on me, but because i know i'm better than that. my boss gave me one today just because there was no other response to what i had said. i was trying to make conversation, but it was just a retarded comment. i commend him for avoiding awkward silence, but then he's good at stuff like that, which is how he owns his own company. like i said, i know i can do better than that. i'm no news anchor, but i pride myself on the ability to make pleasant conversation when i need to, and be witty. then days like today happen! it wasn't even anything bad that i said, but just something to which there could be no response but a polite chuckle. pity laughs man, they kill. | | |
| i'm sensing a resurgence in the world of xanga. it was dead for a while, but i say let's do it! i played a show last night, so i'm completely depleted, but somehow life seems a little more euphoric whenever i'm tired. i think the amount of sleep i get is inversely proportional to how nice i am. with less sleep my wits slow down and i don't have the mental dexterity to be a sarcastic ass like normal, but take my mental edge away, and i'm a freaking nice guy! i'm currently eating a fruit salad at work. i spent like 16 bucks on fruit yesterday at h-e-b, and now i have the most elaborate fruit salad i've ever eaten. i'm at work, but i took a picture and will post when i get home. i will tell you that it has blackberries, raspberries, grapes, and honeycrisp apple chunks. i had some strawberries but i didn't have time to cut them up last night before i went to play. i don't know if they'll be any good anyway, because it doesn't seem like the right time for stawberries, right? let me elaborate on the honeycrisp apple if i may. i'd never heard of that variety before, but the name convinced me to give it a try. you may ask me why . . . because i love honey. and i love crispiness. put the two together . . . yum. and the name tells no lies, it is both honey-y and crispy. not only that, but these things are twice the size of almost any other apple. it's like 20-30% bigger than a red delicious (which isn't even delicious, liars). i have a device that cores and slices an apple, and this apple was too big for it! when someone designed that device, they couldn't even conceive of an apple as big as the honeycrisp! as an aside, grapes and raspberries taste dynamite when consumed in the same bite. | | |
| i just wrote like a four-paragraph post and deleted it because it was absolute crap, partially because i thought of something actually worthy of a few hundred words. i mentioned to mack and the guys here at the studio that i decorated my apartment today. for those of you who don't know, mack damon is the guy producing my record, and he's worth every penny. we've also spent like 100 hours together over the past few weeks, so we're getting to be pretty good friends. anyway, i'm digressing from my point.
today felt really productive because i strung several hundred lights around my apartment and set up my fiberoptic mini christmas tree. i also bought some silver christmas tree balls, but they freaking didn't come with hooks so i can't hang them until i go back to the store and buy hooks. is it too much to ask them to charge me 50 cents more and include the means to use whatever they're selling me!? i don't want to get started down that road, 'cause i hate whining.
i also just got back home to find that the several hundred lights i hung with scotch tape were draped neatly around my furniture and appliances, having ripped themselves completely free of any walls to which they had been attached. it was too complete and perfect of a failure for me to be upset, so all i could do was laugh to myself on the floor of my apartment at 3:45 in the morning with christmas lights surrounding me. i'm sure my neighbors are convinced i'm clinically insane, arriving at home at an ungodly hour and laughing at myself uncontrollably. i decided to go ahead and turn the lights on to enjoy them even if they were on the floor! i guess i'm going to have to figure out another way to make them stay. story of my life.
that brings me to my original point, which was when the guys at the studio asked me if i was having company over. i had to say that i probably will at some point, but there were no plans as of yet. they told me that was the only reason to decorate, was if there was some event where people would expect things to look festive. i told them nay, i was decorating my apartment for the sole purpose of making myself feel festive in this special time. i wished the checker in wal-mart a merry christmas yesterday, not sure if it's too early. the point is, i've always found that you can get as much out of any period in life as you want to, and the holidays are no different. even if you're running your a/c like i am right now, it's a time to be festive, warm (figuratively and literally), and happy. while i consider myself those things all year, for some reason tradition makes the month of december a little bit more obvious in those categories.
i called this my first holiday season because it's the first time i will not be at my parents' house for three weeks or so on break from school. i have my own place, and while i'll be home on the 25th to celebrate with my family, i want to enjoy the season starting right now. so i'm decorating my place, even if gravity defies me and my scotch tape. i'll find another way . . . | | |
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