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My hair is the longest it's been since the winter of 1996. I've been too lazy to get it cut and I'm kinda digging the shag. It matches the beard quite nicely. It almost makes me wish I never got LASIK surgery; I could get cool hipster frames and look like this guy. You know, if the illustration had a beard, and I had an iPod.
I baked my first batch of cookies ever. Technically they were Ethan's cookies, his gift to his mom for Mother's Day. They were Ghirardelli chocolate chip, both semi-sweet and white chips. Some of them were too small and malformed, but the majority were normal-looking and they all tasted excellent nonetheless. Let this be a lesson to you: Don't judge a cookie by it's shape.
I'm starting to get anxious about the housewarming party next week. Many of our attendees are fellow LJers and almost all of them I have not met in person. There have been times in my life where I have been a social butterfly, however, the last few years, I've been much more selective and somehow this has translated into a bit of social anxiety. I'm sure it will be fine and I will be my normal, charming, charismatic self. But in the meantime, I think I'll worry I'm an idiot and have nothing to say and it will be a slow, awkward death.
In other news and other realms entirely, I wrote this as a comment in someone else's journal and liked it enough to replicate it here:
I think that's a common misconception. People, especially Buddhists reference "killing the ego" but the ego is the focus of consciousness, like the lens on a camera, the what the ego focuses on is our reality. Most people's egos are totally and rigidly focused on their selves, the little 'I' if you will. When we perform various consciousness-expanding exercises, be it meditation, psychedelics, ceremonial magick, yoga, tantra, etc... we learn to refocus our ego on larger and larger parts of ourselves. Thus it is not our ego that dies, but it's rigidity and narrow focus, leaving us not fractured or damaged, but fuller, more whole individuals.
So I guess that's about it for tonight. Another week begins soon. Another Monday. Another alarm clock. Morning traffic. Breakfast cereal. Phone calls. Lunch breaks. Evening traffic. Dinner. You know the routine.
Thanks.
