I don't blog enough, and never know what to say, hence this has stayed empty for months now. So I am going to try it. I think that my blog should be devoted to the absolutely random things I say at work. Its a miracle that I have a job. Or am allowed in public.
But to be honest the story begins with a girl name Gina. Gina liked to push buttons and push social norms. I met her during my Freshman year of college at Ricks College in Rexburg, ID, '97. I was young, and awkward, and still shy. She was a firecracker and I loved her. She was also engaged. That's a different story. She would push my levels of comfort to see how I would react. This had a big impact on me.
The next chapter jumps ahead to my Sophomore year of college, but in the interim was six months in North Carolina, almost two years in the Brazilian state of Santa Catarina, and a broken engagement. A lot had happened since Gina.
When returning to college I was "ready to get married" (that's Mormon code for I was horny) and had this ideal of what I wanted in a spouse. She was gonna be perfect. I met Heidi. She was just about perfect (I thought) but things didn't work out. I realized that the true problem wasn't her (like she said) but it was me (go figure). I wanted perfection without being perfect myself. So I switched styles. Instead of trying to be the best Jeff I could be, I decided that people needed to know me as the worst Jeff that I could be. If they decided to get to know me, they would see that I am better than initial appearances, and if they decide not to, it doesn't matter, I don't want to know those kinds of people.
So I began to change. I broke out of my shell more. I was no longer as reserved. I became eccentric to say the least. I metamorphed (the spellchecker says that 'metamorphed' isn't a word, and that the correct word is 'metamorphosed'. 'Metamorphosed'? No thank you, I prefer 'metamorphed') from an introvert to an extrovert. But the change wasn't over. I continued to become more random and outrageous. Now I say all kinds of strange and weird things. I'm /epic that way. /Epic.
Today at work I was looking at a picture of a model wearing sunglasses and mentioned to my coworkers: She looks like a zombie, or Michael Jackson."
Also Happy St. Patrick's Day!!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Thus Spoke Zarathustra
I wanted to start things off with something dramatic. I hope this is not too much.
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