Quote

Love me without fear

Trust me without questioning

Need me without demanding

Want me without restrictions

Accept me without change

Desire me without inhibitions

For a love so free...

Will never fly away.

~Dick Sutphen

Keeping Busy

Work

So I decided to let loose and pick up 4 extra shifts a week at work for the remainder of the session...a 7:30-10a shift. Someone should really put a leash on me and keep me from making such silly decisions...oh well, money, money, money. I originally had a Sunday shift, too, but I loathe working weekends, and I was able to find someone to take it off my hands. Hopefully I'll have a fairly malleable schedule next session, too. Also downloaded a program to help me budget...we'll see how long that lasts, ha.

My Typical Weekday

Mondays:

11:30a-1p = Politics & Film

3-4:30p = World Religions

6:45-7:30p = Running

8:30-11p = Work

Tuesdays:

7:30-10a = Work

11:30a-1p = Politics & Film

3-4:30p = World Religions

7-7:45p = Rock Wall

8:30-11p = Work

Wednesdays:

7:30-10a = Work

11:30a-1p = Politics & Film

3-4:30p = World Religions

6:45-7:30p = Running

8:30-11p = Work

Thursdays:

7:30-10a = Work

11:30a-1p = Politics & Film

3-4:30p = World Religions

7-7:45p = Rock Wall

8:30-11p = Work

Fridays:

7:30-10a = Work

11:30a-1p = Politics & Film

3-4:30p = World Religions

4:30p-... = Weekend! :)

XOXO,

Ashley

Dumbocrats

School

Learned about Jainism in my World Religions class today. In my opinion the people are nuts. The monks and nuns pluck all their head and facial hair out twice a year. Don't shave it, they yank it out with their hands. And they walk around with a little sweepy thing to brush things out of the way when they're walking so they won't kill any bugs. And they have to brush with the little sweepy thing if they want to turn over in their sleep, too. And it's considered a noble way to die when you become old and a burden to just stop eating. Starve yourself to death. Do it.

Life

Pretty happy with the way things are going. It's a brand new day, the sun is shining, and I have infinite options for my future.

Listening me some good classic rock right now. First it was some Doobie Brothers and now it's some Boston. Finally being somewhat productive in my spare time. Currently running two loads in the wash and about to get started on the dishes that have been piled in my sink for probably over a month. Then to collect the junk from everywhere it's not supposed to be that it is, stick stuff in the dryer, finally renew my lease, get a work order so they'll come fix my two leaky faucets,.... I swear it never ends. Then going to work out with Amy before work.

Politics

My grandparents send me email fwd's CONSTANTLY. Yeah, that's about the only thing they know how to do on the computer. What I wonder is why they feel the need to send me, for example, emails titled "Dumbocrats" containing Obama comics, etc. Do they think they're going to convert me? Bring me back from the Dark Side? Just wondering....

It's interesting to me how I'm fairly liberal in just about every arena of life, yet have these random traditional moments in certain things....

XOXO,

Ashley

Namasté

I learned today that I am Hindu and you are, too. Out of all the religions, I've always been particularly interested in Hinduism and Buddhism.

I don't want to die without ever seeing Egypt or without living at least a brief time in New York City, and again in Europe.

"'Fatima is a woman of the desert,' said the alchemist. 'She knows that men have to go away in order to return. And she already has her treasure: it's you. Now she expects that you will find what it is you're looking for [. . .] You must understand that love never keeps a man from pursuing his Personal Legend. If he abandons that pursuit, it's because it wasn't true love . . . the love that speaks the Language of the World [. . .] Don't think about what you've left behind,' the alchemist said to the boy as they began to ride across the sands of the desert. 'Everything is written in the Soul of the World, and there it will stay forever [. . .] If what one finds is made of pure matter, it will never spoil. And one can always come back. If what you had found was only a moment of light, like the explosion of a star, you would find nothing on your return.'"
~Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

XOXO,
Ashley