I pull the broklen sprinkler head out and slowly the earwigs start to appear. I forgot how long it's been since I've slept; a few days? I kill several bugs, throw others to the grass, and then it slips from my hand to the floor exposing an entire hidden colony. And of all this fervor they surround one tiny egg sack. All the bold-colored posturing and their survival hinges on something so minute. An ounce of pressure and life is destroyed.
Glenn Beck was on a rant about GTA4 and what interested me was, "It's not just videogames. All media is responsible. Film, television, music, internet is leading to a more coarse society. We're getting farther away from moral values and that needs to change." Then he immediately goes back to his angry white man schtick. Apparantly no one has to be responsible for what they do and say nowadays.
I'd been thinking about my ex alot and saw her and got twitterpated again. I sorted it out in my winding soul. I've loved her for a very long time but she will never love me in return. And then when all seemed stucko dull from the malaise of semester's end we get a call from a very good friend who says the Air Force wants him to leave for basic tomorrow. He signed up last week and everyone anticipated him leaving in August. I'm tremendously proud of him but how can I not feel disappointed? We spend one last evening together and just like that he's gone. Sadly we ponder this inevitablity. Would it have been easier if we had been prepared? Before a tsunami crashes through a town does it ask, "Excuse me, but could you all move fifty miles to the left?" This dapper monstrousity of nature in a tophat and monocle apologizing as it brutally destroys civilization cheers us up greatly. After all, what is forever?