September 2010
August 2010
“
I’m currently on the job market, so I have a lot of weekdays off. Some days, it becomes difficult to come up with a reason to get dressed in actual clothes. Last week, I left the house to mail a package and get some lunch. I put on a ratty t-shirt, some shorts and a baseball cap instead of something respectable. Of course, at the restaurant, I saw a pretty lady I know.
Now, I’m not saying I’m romantically interested in her or anything, because that’s not the point. The point is I let myself down because I didn’t present the best example of me.
Cut to this evening. I needed to go buy something quickly at the Target. I almost put on the exact same outfit, but opted for nicer shorts and a button down shirt. I combed my hair instead of putting on a hat. I HAPPENED to see another pretty lady I know at the Target. Neither exchange of pleasantries went any better or worse, really, but I was much happier with the second story.
Especially being unemployed, I think it’s important to act like you give a shit because you never know when you might actually WANT to give a shit. For me, that means getting out of the college t-shirts. I guess I just wanted to say thanks for teaching me that.
” —Corey from Ohio, in the PTO inbox. (via putthison)
Between The Lines
Chuck Ragan
Chuck Ragan - Between The Lines
“Why should I fear death
If I am, Death is not
If death is, I am not
Why should I fear that which could not exist when I do?” — Epicurus (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
If I am, Death is not
If death is, I am not
Why should I fear that which could not exist when I do?” — Epicurus (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
“There are seconds, they only come five or six at a time, and you suddenly feel the presence of eternal harmony, fully achieved. It is nothing earthly; not that it’s heavenly, but man cannot endure it in his earthly state. One must change physically or die. The feeling is clear and indisputable. As if you suddenly sense the whole of nature and suddenly say: yes, this is true. This is not tenderheartedness, but simply joy.”
—Fyodor Dostoevsky (via lifesim) (via dostoyevsky)
