I'm the enchanting wizard of rhythm

I'm not doing well. Not well at all.
On the plus side, this solitude and frustration makes me more ready to leave.
On the other hand, it makes me more apathatic and less motivated.
I am no more than an espresso machine. Making coffee is my only purpose of late.
I know I have friends. I see them on a daily basis. But not the ones I want to see. Not usually. Why is it not enough?
And I know that in leaving this all behind I should be alone, but I still don't want to be. Moving forward is difficult to do in a quagmire.
I find myself climbing, constantly climbing and never seeing even a glimpse of flat land.
Only one person can truly make me laugh, and she might be around longer than anyone else.
But that will have to wait.
I hate crossroads. I hate taking this damned path that I did not choose for myself.
I hate this, all the same.
I hope it rains when I get to Portland.

I've been depressed and confused for a few days now
I have little motivation to do anything, and yet I continue to pack up
We leave Thursday for Utah
I will be there for a week and then I'll be back
I haven't been eating much, and sleeping even less
And I don't know that I want to get over it
That would mean falling out of love, and that's not something I want to do
Because loving her is the best thing I have done
Even if she doesn't love me
Maybe I'll start eating flowers and make myself sick
Maybe I'm just another Florentino Ariza
Or maybe I just don't want to give up on the best thing in my life
The best thing that has ever happened to me

I know I say a lot of things that don't happen, but this is. I have some pretty finite plans this time.
I'm moving to Nashville, Tennessee this summer.
Why? A girl.
It may sound stupid, but I don't care. It's worth it to me.

My brother has proven to me that the gays can actually hike . . .
Who knew?!

No more Kaputness. I have to much to say. And here's what it is now.

Everyone at work today decided to complain that they had to work on Easter. I, being the amazing Jew that I am, was just sour about working in general. But it really irritated me the entire evening everytime someone sighed so scornfully, arguing "Jesus wouldn't want me to be here . . ." And yet they forget that most of this past week was Passover. Did I once say "Moses freed my people, so I shouldn't have to work"? Not once did I complain. I wasn't eating while the sun was up (let alone the no yeast thing, which is very hard for a vegitarian to do). I've had to go to school and work through many high holidays before because it just so happens to be acceptable to schedule school breaks around Christian holidays. I know the meaning of the holiday is lost in fun and games, but it's still a holiday that a lot of people do not celebrate. And I'm not saying I should have had this time off, as well as every holiday. My Rabii understands that I have to work, and I work most every Shabbat. People have to work to live. So suck it up and shut up. And if you can afford to take the day off, then do so, so there is no need to complain.

Sheesh.

Kaput is the word.
If you want to keep in touch, we have several other medias I am sure.
Au revoir LJ.

I'm pretty sure this blog is kaput

Marvel Comics, at the end of it's "Civil War", has taken one casualty. Steve Rogers, aka "Captain America" - recently a fugitive in the nation he was named after - has been shot down and killed by armed forces. He was thought of as a threat to national security as of late for his opposition to the Hero Registration Act, supported mainly by his old friend and one-time partner Tony Stark, aka Ironman. Stark makes his wealth and power through weapon and armor devolopment, much of which is marketed for United States armed forces. This being said, Starks siding with the government was inevitable. However, why would Captain America be portrayed as so anti-establishment? Indeed, he fought the Fascists in WWII, but did so to protect the ideals he believed to be true - the basic principles in which America was in fact formed. With the current administrations continuous disregard for our rights as free people, Rogers grew more and more discontent with how things were going. This Hero Registration Act was the final straw, causing the Captain to oppose his very country and colors, ultimately finding himself on the lamb, the game for many bount hunters and soldiers. Unfortunately, he couldn't run fast enough and was hit with several bullets to the chest.

This was not the first time that Captain America found himself on odd ends with America. In the 1970's, Rogers was so bothered by the happenings of the Vietnam war that he shed the red, white, and blue and his title, becoming the Nomad. Though Captain America was reported dead, Rogers was not, which leads me to believe there will be a reimmergance of the Nomad in weeks to come.

Nonetheless, the death of Captain America is but a metaphor for the death of our "inalienable rights", which are being alienated more and more with each passing day. With the rise of the Nomad will come a stronger fight to regain those rights which we are losing. As we may mourn now, we must quickly suck it up and fight back. It is time to fight what we Americans have fought in every past war - the neglect of liberty. It's the reason we are no longer a colony of Britain. It is the reason why the genocide of Jews was not completed. It is the reason why we can say and do most anything that we'd like. Don't let that be taken away from us anymore. Do something to avenge Captain America.

- Jeff Klein, a bonified nerd

I'm moving to the Bay Area this summer. I've finally decided. If anyone knows anyone or has any advice, I'd appreciate it. I'm trying my best to formulate a plan.

I have an actual, planned date for the first time in two and a half years on Friday. I don't know how it came about and who technically asked who. And I know it's taboo to go out with this particular person (I am technically her boss and it is fraternisation). I don't know what to do. I don't even think I really want anything to come of it. But maybe it'll be fun.