stream of conciousness

Man I'm tired.
Again, adulthood is not all it's cracked up to be.
Exhausted, I turn to blogging.
Here I come to lament my days.
I've gone hoarse from speaking too much.
I don't think I could ever be a teacher.
Teachers talk all day long.
This is me dozing off after hours at work.


I found this "draft" all the way from Nov. 07...
I'm not sure if this is a common occurrence amongst my friends, family or humanity, but even when things are good, I can easily be brought down.
I learned long ago I personally need to be proactive when it comes to social engagements and friendships. Life in general. I can hope for the best or assume things will work out in my favor.
But it seems lately, things will never be "just right."
Perhaps I'm too sensitive?
Should I hold on to this bitterness and leave it be? Perhaps ignoring my hurt feelings is best just to avoid drama.
Should I confront those who afflict me? Try my best to have them understand me and hope they change to accommodate me?
Should I be "pro active" and just try harder to be a better friend and hope they acknowledge me on their own?
Obviously I'm writing out of hurt and stream of consciousness, but I want to enjoy life and no longer have these feelings.

Honestly, I have no recollection of what I was rambling about, but it's pretty deep right?
Maybe I can score an emo chick and be complete.

Returning Home

I'm stuck in the Heathrow Airport waiting for our new flight. I have 10 mins left on this wifi subscription.
We missed our flight to come home. Apparently you need to be at the airport 3 hours ahead of time. We were only an hour early. My frustration might not be coming through, but trust me, it's present. 8 mins left.
I had a pretty good trip here. It wasn't the most relaxing, but it was a good break from work and the stress/chaos/anxiety of life. I'm stoked to be returning home, but I also dread it.
I hope to be slightly refreshed, and to have a better attitude about life. Over the past 2 months, I learned some stuff about myself. Perhaps I'm relearning some stuff too. This whole "adulthood" thing is a process. 6 mins left.
I went to the end of a CS Lewis Conference and heard Phillip Yancey speak and two other gentlemen. Smart guys. They gave me insight into my struggles.

The wifi network just told me my time is almost up. 3 mins left.
So I'll leave you with this photo of documentation that I haven't been hiding in my bedroom this past week, but was actually in a distant land.

This is me in the "Tube." Cheerio

Amazing Love

Just sitting in the living room, listening to a little PEDRO THE LION, and this song came on. It's got to be one of my favorites. It's a hymn that I was familiar with as just a mundane contemporary christian worship song, but in this rendition, it's played with passion and conviction.
You may assume that it's some hardcore tune that is screamed to the heavens, but it's just the opposite. David Bazan (singer/musician/emo-creator) slows down the pace to a lullaby, and sings delicately to God. Bazan does have the reputation of being a sensationalist, critic, liberal and hertic, but things are put in perspective when his voice reverberates the room.
I am weak. I am a failure. I am a hypocrite.
God is in control. God wants me. God died for me.
I am humbled - by the music, the lyrics, the vocals and God himself.
It is the finest song I've used to worship.

Best Week Ever

Last Sunday's elevation service, Brent mentioned Easter week is second only to the week of creation.
I find no qualms with this, except that it may need a qualifier, that this is the best week for mankind.
It probably was a pretty tough week for Jesus.
He had the foreknowledge that one of his 12 would betray him.
He was aware of his impending doom and sacrifice.
He knew that still to this day, much of humanity would not acknowledge him as the one true God.

Not to be heretical, but I don't know what i would do in these circumstances if i was Jesus.

I always remember a song by the band Dogwood when I reflect on Easter and the Passion.

"Do or Die"

I killed the Son of God today.
I built the cross where He was slain.
My sins,
The hands that held the hammer that
drove the nails through His skin.
Someday I win.
I want to make it up.
I want to die to myself for You.
It makes me fall apart,
When I think of all that You went through.
I owe my all to You. (I owe my all to You)

Chorus:
Because when it came to do or die.
You died for me,
Though I would be nothing perfect,
For human eyes to see.

My hands are Yours for works.
My eyes will seek until I've found You.
My legs will walk the earth,
Until You tell me my work is through.
I want to make it up,
I want to die to myself for You,
You are the one that I love,
I owe my all to you. (I owe my all to you)

(chorus)

I met the Son of God today,
He said "I forgive you for My pain",
He took my sin that held the hammer
that drove the nails through His skin,
He said I win.

(chorus)

I'm a new creation through You,
Created for You by You.
So make me worth Your while,
Put me to use.

Hey, Remember Me?

It's been a while.
Let's start off slow.
Here's a few jokes...

How did Hitler tie his shoes?
With little nazis.

Have you heard the jump rope joke?
Eh, skip it.

On a scale of 1-10,
how old was Michael Jackson's boyfriend?

thanks, I'll be here all week.

More Stimulating Talk Radio

I finished my last day at KFI AM 640. One whole year believe it or not. I worked in the promotions department, which included podcasting, creating contests and going to events, representing KFI.


What I will miss:
Being aware of all the current events.
Seeing the occasional celebrity.
My coworkers.


What I won't miss:
The commute. 3-4 hours a day.

Shaving and dressing modestly.
Dealing with the "talent."
Going to events in the boondocks and setting up a tent and passing out swag for just two hours.

Dealing with KFI fans like this.

Long time...no blog

Hey, sorry guys.
I know you've been shedding tears thinking I would never return to the blogosphere. I suppose I haven't been very inspired to blog about anything this summer.
The last draft I had ready to post was about why I think the 4th of July is a disappointing holiday. I didn't feel that was worthy enough to post, so here I am today, rambling...

Well, here I am. FYI, I'm still alive.

Movies, again...

Hopefully this blog doesn't turn into a movie review, but Live Free or Die Hard is by far the best movie of the summer. I would highly recommend it for a purely entertaining time. No need to see the three previous films.



Yet, this could all change after seeing Transformers.

Deja Vu

So really, what is it?
Does it exist?
According to "The Matrix" it exists.
Is it a man-made explanation, or do we really have a sense of recurrence?
I only bring this up because I was editing my blog, as you may have noticed, and I had the strange sensation that I was experiencing these same thoughts and actions before. And this is not the first time either.

Seriously, what do you think?

Side note: I did not see the movie "Deja Vu" staring Denzel Washington, nor do I have a strong desire to see it.

This is the summer of...

Trilogies!




And some other sequels...



I've seen five of these movies so far, and I intend on seeing two more of them when they come out. (I pretty much don't care about the Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer or Rush Hour 3)
If you weren't aware (and you should if you know me at all), I pretty much love movies. I love going to the movie theater. I wouldn't mind working in the movie industry. My dream is to have a home theater in my house one day.
And some of the movies I'm most excited about are not even being talked about that much.



So if you ever feel like going to the movies, give me a call.

Heart on my Sleeve

Are you familiar with that expression?
"Wear your heart on your sleeve?" Openly expressing how one feels. I feel I do this more than other people, though it's tough. It's risky being vulnerable. And I think us new "bloggers" are still trying to decide how vulnerable we can be, or should be, on this thing.
So how am I doing?
Mediocre/Fair.
Transitioning.
Started a new job(though I didn't go in today). I don't think I'll ever be prepared to work a full five day week. Always working towards my weekends?
"Don't make me live for my friday nights"
- Twentysomething by Jamie Cullum
I feel I'm missing out on good stuff when I'm at work. And two day weekends are not long enough.
So this is partially sarcastic...but mostly true. Seriously.
Is it that I don't want to grow up? Is it that I need a better job? Perhaps I should go back to school so I can be with my peers? I don't enjoy the fact that I'm not in college group anymore. I don't like that I have to shave before i go to work. I don't appreciate the that it's summer...and I'm yet to go to the beach!
So how am I doing?
Discontent.

Quick Quips

• Bravo's Top Chef makes me hungry.
• I'm sleepy, but I continually stay up late watching TV.
• I'm excited to see the doctor on Friday. It's been nearly two years since I've gone.
• Thursday Night Live is upon us. Be prepared.
• Racist and dirty humor is the worst form of comedy...but it's still funny.
  
• Lying to children is a lot of fun.
• When someone says you're one in a billion, then there's four of you in Asia.
• Cracking your bones is not unhealthy, and anyone who tells you otherwise is a fool.
• Ben Savage is not dead. It's an urban legend.
  

Thank God!

Truly Distracting

Sorry, but I've completely ignored my blog for about a week. But I've ignored the internet too. And it was nice...
Sometimes I need to be cut off from my email and other obligations, and I just don't turn on my computer. I feel as though I'm inundated by media and noise pollution. This is mostly my fault. I accept that. I physically turn on my computer, TV, radio, etc. It's been so pervasive throughout my life, that it feels like my senses have been desensitized.
I can't escape it.
The only time I can seriously imagine when my visual and audible senses are not being stimulated is when I'm in the shower.
I fall asleep and awake to my radio.
I work on a computer all day.
I watch television, movies, video games.
At the gym I have TV's surrounding me and music blasting and 24 Hour Fitness commercials reminding me why it's superior to others.

I'm constantly being "entertained."

I'm a slave to these modern conveniences.

So, I'm going to attempt to take a serious Sabbath on the weekends. Like a sincere day of rest where I don't set my alarm, I don't plan to do any errands, perhaps not even use my car. This will most likely be a Saturday, because Sunday is hardly a day of rest. Sadly, Sunday is full of obligations now.

And on these days, I will even attempt the more difficult choice not to turn something on. Why would I do all this? Simply because I'm distracted from God. I rarely communicate with him, and all this noise around me does not help. God's entity should be my entertainment...

Who's with me?

Get'r Done

Got it...
Roadtrip Nation

Now I just have to make another dozen decisions.
What should I wear?
What should I eat?
Should I get married, or wait a week?
Things like that.

On a sidenote, I fear I may be getting sick. I've been suffering from a severe lack of sleep, and it's wearing out my body. Perhaps I should be medicated?

On a "super-sidenote," check out Josh's Blog. He acknowledges David and myself as roomates, but uses less than dignified pictures.

Sad Songs

I don't know what's the deal, but I've been listening to sad songs all day. Perhaps I'm depressed, but I'm relishing in the music.

So far on my list I have:
Israel Kamakawiwo Ole - Somewhere Over The Rainbow/What A Wonderfulworld
Skeeter Davis - The End of The World
Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah
Judy Garland - Smile
(apparently Charlie Chaplin wrote the music or lyrics)
Connie Francis - I Will Wait For You
(Originally from a 1964 French film titled The Umbrellas of Cherbourg)

The funny thing is, each of these songs has multiple singers/versions, but I decided to choose my favorite performers.

So what do I have to be sad about? I can only suspect all the changes going on in my life. Transitions if you will. I have some minor stresses, and I keep confronting different challenges. Perhaps this is spiritual warfare? I've always said, from a purely selfish point of view, Life would be a lot easier for ME, if everyone acted and believed like ME.

Now if you could indulge me with your favorite "sad songs." I'm curious to hear what you got.

So now what...?

I'm at the office, and by office I mean,
KFIAM640,
Promotions Dept, 4th floor,
3400 West Olive Ave, Ste. 550
Burbank, CA 91505
Good times right? Not so much. I'm really sleepy and am just biding my time until i can leave: 39 minutes
Tomorrow I have a job interview at a production company that makes a documentary, Roadtrip Nation. I actually tried applying to be the host of this documentary a few years ago while I was at Pepperdine. My two buddies and I didn't get the job. They said we were too confident in what we wanted to do with our lives.
This round, I'm applying to be a "behind the scenes" intern. What that entails, I don't know. I just know that Costa Mesa is a much closer commute than Burbank.
Remaining Time: 32 Minutes
Oh, and tonight I'm ditching out on church and going to the Angels Game.
Angels: Sweet
Free Angels ticket: Sweet
Free Angels Suite ticket: Sweet
I'm going to be gorging myself on delicious ballpark food. Oh yeah, and there's a baseball game too...
Well I hope you've enjoyed my first entry into the Luke Pimpson, "Pimpson Productions" blog. I hope you've enjoyed it and continue to read my other posts, because they will be sure to be just as compelling.