big brain activity- place holder

I feel like I woke up smarter today. Or at least more self-aware/enlightened.
For later when I 'm not about to leave into a whiter, icier world (without plowing yet, dammit)-

Ani, lyrics: Asking Too Much. Holy shit if not every single line of that song ain't true.

Live life on purpose. Subset, but exactly the same: If you're going to eat mat, eat mat hard. Which also is really funny when you know who I live with.
Edit-
So. "Asking Too Much"- I've always loved this song and yeah it fits my disposition a fair bit, but while I was taking a shower this morning I had a classic Eureka when the phrase"I want someone who sees the pointlessness, but still keeps their purpose in mind." The emphasis being mine. In fact, the first line got lost til I could look up the lyrics (infinte thanks, Danah).
Living with purpose. Having purposeful thought and action towards those around you and very particularly for those who Really Matter. Being able to see and identify this purpose in others causes Little A-type Personality, Little OCD to chill out and say OK. I get it. It's sort of like the mortar in the bricks of my personality. It's not the only element, but without it, the rest won't stick together.
This statement about me is blindingly obvious once said, but it is really important to say because if you didn't realize and integrate it, you'll never get me. Evar.

And in other news: hey, white stuff! I was inordinately pleased with myself for remembering the wending way through the MGH complex and the path to North Sation, hence to Spaulding to drop the portable dvd player for bbbsg. My brain still works!

Followup on my latest project with pictures! [art]

I'm really happy with my first evening of playing with new designs. The one in the icon I just made is the first of the hearts. I also did an altoid tin, at long last. I'm OK with it for a first attempt, but now that I have one done, I can't wait to do another so I can make a better design, both patterns and colors. Finally, a use for a garlic press :) The full gallery

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Long lost friends found [followup]

Rob = found.
Me = happy.
He was pretty important to me for years. He was my dance partner, confidant, and soul to I thought I had to save. (Not in the evangelical sense in the save from bad scene sense) I loved him as intensely as any 17 year old of my temperament could and for good or ill, that never worked out how I wanted it to. But, being all zen and such now, I'm not sorry for how it turned out. The fact that I could find him and that he replied means a lot. He's doing well, making what sounds like a go of it in the southwestern region of the states. He's got a girl he loves, a baby soon to be born, and ongoing education-ness. Rah. :) I'd wondered if he'd make it this far and "relieved" doesn't cover my feelings that he has.

And in other reuniony news, I'm having lunch with the local cosmic twin and have heard from his "brother" on the Left Coast. The circle is now complete. But no dark side of the force, as far as I know.  Big love, home town boys.