2001:September:10
2001
I was telling Mark last night, (and now I'm telling you), that I totally feel like EVERYTHING is icing on the cake because I have him. As in, I'm sooooo incredibly lucky to have found Mark that I don't really deserve indoor plumbing, a car, three AWESOMELY lovely fur babies, a house, money, a good job... Sure, I'll still be happy to accept them, but I don't deserve them. I could be happy living in a camp with Mark. If we die, we die. That's the "worst" that could happen. It's odd, but the stupidest, blandest teacher I have gave us this book to read to do a 5-page report upon. Sure, it's simplistic as a Carlos Casteneta book, but it's quite amazing. I mean the whole book is about getting off the wheel and seeing the big picture and realizing that what the first song on Radiohead's "Amnesiac" means, "Franny" by J.D. Salinger means, buddhism means, etc.
