The world exploded outside my window last night. Apparently there was some sort of sporting event, maybe a competition of some sort and New York won? I think? Or lost and decided to lose graciously? Yay other guys! We’re just happy to be alive!
It was fun hearing all that noise. I was tempted to go out and join them. I had a mostly quiet weekend. On Echo we have something called “yo’s.” They’re like Instant Messages. People can say something to you and it pops up on your screen. When I can’t (or don’t want to respond) I have a list of reasons I YO back, like:
Cat on me!
Bones is on!
This weekend I added:
Because I do that now. I’m loving reading Eat, Pray, Love because she writes a lot about meditating (in the middle, India section anyway) and she’s both funny and moving at the same time. Although her descriptions about having a connection to God terrify me. It reminded me of when I was researching ghosts and people who record voices which they believe are the voices of the dead. I got so scared listening to these recordings that I looked around my apartment and said out loud, “If you’re here, please don’t talk to me.” That said, I wouldn’t mind having my prayers answered occasionally. Except maybe they are. I am still alive.