Last Monday, the 6th, nothing really of note happened. I went to work and then I worked and then I left work and went home. Once I got home, I ended up working on this one string guitar thing. I listened to Adam Rosenfeld's lectures on Nicomachean Ethics, which I thought were more interesting than the books themselves. I had a good time and felt some release from listening to these lectures - the lectures themselves felt as if I was really well.
Tuesday was Kyra's birthday and I wanted to make sure it was special for her. I went to work and I listen to some of Adam Rosenfeld's final lectures about people like Epicurus and Pyrrhonic Skeptism. Once I got off work I saw K. Me and her got Cheddar's, which is a very good restaurant. We had a fairly nice server whom had had a fairly tough shift and found some solace in me and (mostly) my girlfriend's company. I didn't actually eat too much of my ordered meal, but I would end up having it for lunch the next day. From here, me and Kyra went to Five Below, which is in Fayetteville. Me and Kyra ended up stuck in traffic due to semi-truck accident. I believe the accident was caused by merging and no one was seriously injured (I do believe). Me and Kyra sat in traffic and I showed her how to shift my automatic gears since she's learning to drive; me and her had a fairly meditative moment thinking about how we were lucky not to be in the accident itself (this was before we saw that the accident itself was rather minor, seeing both truck drivers on the phone with what I assumed was their bosses.). From here me and her went to Five Below and I bought some books and Kyra bought some goodies such as a Lisa Frank art kit. Me and Kyra drove home and her family wished Kyra happy birthday, which was very sweet. I had to leave soon and I gave her a hug and kiss and told her I loved her and headed home.
On Wednesday, I worked until I didn't and then I went home and then worked on my one string guitar until I didn't. I drank a few drinks and me and Kyra had a very sweet conversation. I told her about my issues with the past and how that I think sometimes I will tell stories from past relationships as a way to get a subconscious one up on whomever had wronged me in some way. I don't often tell stories about the good times in those past relationships because no one is really interested in those - It is good for the people involved to acknowledge those good times but sometimes those bad times make for some good stories. Anyways, I apologized to Kyra as I am aware that the frequent mention of those stories is not healthy for anybody. I addressed those issues and it was a very wholesome conversation and then I instantly fell asleep.
On Thursday I had band practice with Caleb which was nice. We ran through our set and me, Caleb, and Kyra talked and then we practiced one more song and then we all went to Qdoba. We had a very good time and I then drove Caleb home. Me and Kyra than went back to her house and ate the Qdoba (which I unforunately dropped some on Kyra's bed). I spent some time with Kyra and then I went home and went to bed.
On Friday, I worked until about 3PM and then I went home and hung out with my mom and played Minecraft. I watched some Police Dashcam and EWU Crew videos and then I passed out and slept fairly well.
On Saturday, I woke up at about 8 AM to my dog and cat beside me which was sweet. I played some guitar and I took a little nap before picking Kyra up from work. Me and her went to an antique store and I bought one an old JUUL display case which was pretty cool. I also bought the violin; which just needs all the accessories which I later bought from Amazon. I’ve linked a picture of the violin:
From here me and Kyra went to her house and we spent some time with our rat, Ghost, and then me and her put on some acene face masks and then we went to bed. I woke up during the night and she looked very peaceful and pretty. I usually get very hot during the night so typically I roll over and aim my body towards a fan, but this night I was actually a little cold and me and Kyra ended up snuggling up which was cute. In the morning she got ready for work and I was asleep until I woke up at about 6AM
Sunday, I dropped Kyra off at work and then I went home and cleaned my room quite a bit. I cleaned my closet and hung up all my clothes and as I was putting my socks on to go to church the closet’s clothes hanging rod collapsed due to the weight of my clothes. I was sad and went to church. Church was fine and I was glad to see my grandma, however the preacher’s sermon was about Daniel 3 (which is a pretty cool Bible story; the story itself is like a ghost story in the Bible, which I won’t spoil) and the preacher made the sermon about taking a stand as a Christian, which is fine but he (the preacher) made the whole sermon really really cringe and sort of about Trump - which is lame, because Trump is super Evil, objectively. Christians have been persecuted, “The Church has always had a PR Problem; They Killed Christ, If you remember” (Ted Haggard, disgraced evangelical megachurch pastor), such as with the Kakure Kirishitans; however the issue with Christianity and it’s relation to the Right in America is that the Right does not care about Christianity and just uses the conservative language from the Church to add more members to their cultish voter and supporter base. Anyway, I need to think about that point some more - but Kierkegaard is most likely rolling in his grave about the amount of Christendom present across the country.
I came home after church and cleaned my room a little bit more and I took a nap. After this nap, I worked on some music and then I went to Blue Shell practice. The practice went very well and we all talked and it was nice to see everyone although I felt a little lonely and missed Kyra. I had a slightly depressive day and I was just tired. I came home and I relaxed a little bit until going to bed.
I’m tired of writing this blog; Next week’s blog will definitely be more interesting. Sorry lol.
Goodbye.