#10 Canterbury Road

Interesting non-administrative note

Well, well, well. I turn my back on this blog for a few seconds and BOOM - you're all writing endlessly about a bunch of books I've never heard of (ok - I've heard of some of them) and arguing about what words mean. It's ok - I understand that this community has a lot of deep thinkers in it. Your brains just aren't satisfied without turmoil and the intense struggle of humanity.

Well, mine is. My brain doesn't like struggles -- I'm all about avoiding intense struggles. I'm starting to run on some mornings (it's a type of physical exercise I'm not so crazy about) and that's enough "struggle" for me. Honestly, it's my own fault that the IQ of this blog has skyrocketed. I should have been here sooner to dumb things down and lead people to their respective corners of the ring. And I'm sorry.

I will say that reading your comments warms my heart. To those posting most recently--Nicole, Ana Maria, Missy, Chelsey, and Zack--just reading your thoughts fills my head with such great memories. I am not a person who lives in the past by any means . . . but when I think of you guys, it really does make me happy. I have a lot of good memories of folks who lived in C#10, but I feel blessed that you five are among the ones who continue to write.

Lindsay and I were talking today about throwing a party when I graduate from law school in the spring, and I just haven't been excited about it -- primarily because I don't have a lot of friends that I connect with very well around here to celebrate with. I do remember having a great time with you all - and you are people it would be wonderful to celebrate with. It's unfortunate you live in such weird places (and by "weird" I mean places other than Chapel Hill, NC). Maybe I'll try to convince Lindsay to do a "celebration tour" and we'll do some stop-ins.

Ana Maria first taught me that people are generally divided into 4 categories of personalities based on which Beatle they are most like (or something like that). I, of course, am a Paul. I am a persistent optimist, and I don't even like reading sad stories or watching movies where really bad things happen (I also sing a mean version of "I'm Down," even when I'm actually really happy). But even being the "smiley" person that I am, I'm also kind of tender-hearted. Reading some comments and feeling people's frustration, anger or sadness -- I wish we could sing in the kitchen, sip at Starbucks, or stroll through london and make it better. But at the same time, I couldn't ever see any of you as angry or sad people -- you were never mean to me (except a couple times and I deserved it) and I remember being very happy with you.

So, that's it. I'll make an effort to stop in here a little more often. You guys make me smile.

posted by Ryan @ 9/12/2006 02:36:00 AM