I'd like to take a moment to write about the current Occupy movement that has spread across the world. I am so proud of the people that are coming out to show that we won't stand up for the greed that only benefits a few. Years ago, I had no faith in America. I didn't know why everyone just sat and watched everything fall apart. I always said that the reason why we are letting this happen to us is because we are lazy. They have made us content with being fat and lazy. They have made us content with being in our "bubble". The whole world around us was falling apart and the majority of us didn't lift a finger. Only when our friends and family lost their job, we saw the personal toll that greed can take on a society.
While I believe that the Occupy movement still has to shape into a unified message, I am happy that someone is doing something. I appreciate the thousands of people camping outside while I lay in my bed. I appreciate them forgoing their busy lives to protest. I cannot leave my job to protest. So, I can only use my words to show support.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
I just had someone at work sing Happy Birthday to me. They thought my birthday was October 18th. So, I'm really regretting telling them that it wasn't my birthday and it is actually on December the 18th. I mean, how cool would it have been to have TWO birthdays in 3 months. Jesus always steals my thunder, so I think I should have let her believe it. Damn missed opportunities.
I have been walking up 14 flights of stairs to prepare myself for the exercise beat down that I will give myself in a few days. Rusty and I weighed ourselves and realized that we put on some post-marital pudge. Because we were feeling fat and vulnerable, we bought two spinning bikes. I am ready to pretend to ride all over the country via exercise video. With this preparation, comes super sore legs. So, everyone has been looking at me like I have been the recipient of post-marital bliss. Well, there has been that, but not enough to make me walk crooked. HAHAHA.
I have been walking up 14 flights of stairs to prepare myself for the exercise beat down that I will give myself in a few days. Rusty and I weighed ourselves and realized that we put on some post-marital pudge. Because we were feeling fat and vulnerable, we bought two spinning bikes. I am ready to pretend to ride all over the country via exercise video. With this preparation, comes super sore legs. So, everyone has been looking at me like I have been the recipient of post-marital bliss. Well, there has been that, but not enough to make me walk crooked. HAHAHA.
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