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At the monthly (soon to be bi-monthly) RAW VEGAN POTLUCK tonight in beautiful Muskegon, a man asked me; “It seems to me that most raw vegans, and vegans lead single lives. Isn’t it hard to find a compatible partner?” I smiled really big and started laughing and opened my mouth to try to answer, but all that came out was another laugh. To reclaim laughter is exciting as anything, and to not force it is something I DEARLY treasure! This is the best year of my life and I have found so much to laugh at this year. There’s so much I want to and will change and am excited for the collaborative effort with others, but there is so much funny shit going on! I don’t mean on the brain-waste machine, I mean in people’s laughs, in jokes, in friends on tallbikes, in personality quirks/perks, and in nerdiness! So much rules, so much is funny, and so much needs to be acknowledged! Fucking fight the system to the end, get back to simplicity and respect and forgive everyone, but actually do it! Don’t worry about it, don’t regret where you went wrong; take action, don’t stress, don’t regret. Keep your head up and never let negativity seep in, because you really can move forward towards goals if you choose to. I recently have accomplished and am still accomplishing a goal my past negative self would not have allowed to enter into my consciousness. I always had this fear of expecting too much of myself because I would be let down, and I had the idea that if something good came then that would be great and I would be in for a nice surprise. But that didn’t work for me! I would hit my periods of exuberance but there’d be just as many and often more pits and lows and my existence was one like the person slipping from the cliff and purely hoping that they wouldn’t fall to their death below. Having control of my life is fun! I have giggled with glee nearly every day (very likely and probably EVERY day, but I don’t want to make that claim and be wrong about it) of 2009 because I am overjoyed that I possess what has been foreign for years: security. Everything for me from joy and lust for life to sense of humor and the seeing of the positive stems from a sense of security and comfort with points I’ve arrived at. Do you ever hangout in a group of people that are talking about a subject on which you feel differently than all of them and it is known by some or all? That situation used to rattle my nerves, but it is just funny to me now. A part always has had that confidence, like how I could always leave a drunken house party/show knowing that I would never drink or do drugs and that that whole social scene was something that felt like a waste of time to me and left me longing to do one of the many things I loved. Walking out the doors of some boisterous, substance-lacking house always left me refreshed and happy that I chose the paths I did and was/am who I am. But it is just boosted, magnified and never faltering now, and it is there in the areas that weren’t as obvious as the excitement for thought provoking punk, activities and a process of learning and growing in life. Things like self-confidence in my body, in my words, and really learning to love myself, establishing and striving towards goals, totally conquering jealousy in the sense that it’s hard to remember how those feelings feel… all of this makes me laugh so hard. Especially something like”jealousy” (which is just a word to use to mask deeper issues: ex: “I’m just a jealous person” and stick to a narrow, monogamous view) which made me feel some real heartache in my time, feels soooo great to laugh at, knowing that getting thru the pain was climbing this big mountain, and I feel so accomplished and happy now, I fucking scream and laugh for joy. That’s what you do when you get to the top of a mountain don’t you? That’s what I do! I can’t think of what else to write and I just erased a bunch of stuff about sex, which you don’t want to read about.

TROPIEZO WILL BE HERE

SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PUERTO RICO

HARDCORE

muskegon 10/7

gr 10/8

then chicago, madison, milwaukee

I CAN’T WAIT!

3 thoughts on “OCTOBER

  1. Sock, you rule, and this is the kind of thing I’d like to aim for. 2009 has been the most stressful year of my life, and I want to make up for it in 2010.
    I miss you and all of GR, and I promise I’ll visit next year.
    The existence of this website makes me smile.

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