Unemotional

Ever have those moments of unemotion? Those moments when so much should be running through your veins, yet you feel absolutely nothing.

Tonight I feel unemotion.

Perhaps I have tired my mind and body of emotion the last few weeks.

I don't think I like being unemotional, but I can't tell because I have no emotion. Chances are I will have too much emotion to even handle tomorrow. For now, I remain unemotional.

Making Thanksgiving Pie.

So the end result didn't actually end up working. But it was a good experiment. And nothing started on fire so I put it down in my book as a success.

Thanksgiving.

Thanks to friends, family, and God.

I love you all.

It's that simple.

Tangled

Last night (er.. this morning) I went the the midnight showing of Disney's 50th Animated Feature Film, Tangled. If you know me, you know I am a Disney animation nut! I eat this stuff up like candy. The movie was absolutely incredible! Visually stunning and excellent story combined with fantastic music make this film an instant Disney classic. I really hope this movie does well at the box office. Disney Animation desperately needs a big hit right now. And I truly believe they are back to making good, solid, timeless films again. I just wish people would go see them. So your duty is to go see this movie! I will forgive all of you who didn't give Princess and the Frog a chance (you are dumb, but forgiven), but you need to support good film and Tangled is a fantastic movie. Anyway, that's my little rant about that. Go see this movie!

MISSING: Cinderella

Please come back with my glass slipper. I don't want to give away a new one. Not this time.

The night before the beginning.

The worst part about Sunday nights?

Knowing the train called Monday is undoubtedly going to strike me unprepared in the morning.

What's in a name?

Curtis

Curly

Lance

Grundle Bear

Fatty

Curtie

Collin

Chris

the Mormon

Curt

Homo

Brad

Cutie

Loser

Charles

Clinton

Best Friend

Sexy

Curtalingous

Sitruc

Curt-i

Chuck

Fag

Tiger Lily

Charlie

Disney

Chewbacca

Curtle

Terrified.

Why is it that we spend our entire life building a world we wished we lived in and then when even just the slightest piece of that world starts becoming reality, we get scared and run from it? We are actually terrified of the worlds that we dream of. I wish I knew why.

So this is the night.

Tonight I am craving a night out under the stars. Oh how I miss camping in the summer time back home. Palm trees and beaches just aren't the same thing.

What's Wrong?

So I am usually pretty good at hiding my emotions. I have perfected the art actually. But for some reason, yesterday I just wasn't doing it well. Multiple people at work and when I got home pointed out that I was acting different.

The truth is I just wasn't feelin it yesterday. I was depressed for a number of reasons (mostly one) but I just wasn't in the mood for being the happy and fun Curtis I apparently normally am. There were no laffy taffy jokes in the office. No marshmallows being thrown over the cubical walls. Not nearly enough giggling. It was an off day.

But the fact that people noticed really threw me for a loop. It showed to me how much me being Curtis actually affects people's day. When I am not my happy self, people miss it. People like Curtis. I contribute to this world. I make a difference just by being myself. And THAT is how I quickly made it through this depression.

One or two people may not see how special I am, but screw them! I am a good person and there are people in this world who depend on me to show up and be the amazing person I am. If you can't see that, then it's your loss. Because quite frankly, the world would suck without me.

This ocean is big and you can go swim somewhere else, cause the rest of these fish love me. :)

Missing 18-24

I hate that I am now lumped into the 25-30something age group when taking surveys. Rub it in cruel world. Just rub it in.

Love?

For the first time in my life, I am contemplating and seriously considering the idea that love literally does not exist.