One In, One Out

Adam has this ridiculous policy called "One in, one out", referring to my clothing and shoes shopping habits. When I buy a new pair of shoes, an old pair of shoes needs to go. If I buy a new piece of clothing, it must replace another piece of existing clothing in my closet.

Yesterday, one of my sandals broke, which means I can now legitimately buy a pair of new sandals without Adam nagging, as opposed to sneaking them in and then arguing with Adam when he discovers the addition, which is what I usually do.

Hurrah!!

Hey Mr. Postman

So it's been almost a week since we received any mail.
Normally i wouldnt be worried except i was supposed to have received my credit card bill and Netflix dvd at least three days ago, but nothing.
Someone in this world has our mail right now, and I'm wondering what they're doing with it...who knew I'd be missing mail?

What is this world coming to?

Recently, I've been hanging out on a public forum. I've been participating in the chats and reading people's opinions on anything and everything. Perhaps it's a site-specific issue, or perhaps its an American thing (the site is local), or perhaps, even, it's just my lack of experience on Internet chat forums, but in these forums, a lot of time is being spent on arguing left wing vs. right wing perspectives on every-day social manners, such as whether people should bring coffee into a restaurant, whether a guy should pay for dinner, and whether you should dress up to go to a restaurant or to go on an airplane, etc. etc. Most of the time, you get extremist trying to argue that the world is going haywire and society is debased.

Today, someone even started a thread about how the world is falling apart because children spend too much time indoors with the internet and other gadgets and that curiosity is no longer upheld as a important part of life.

So, because I don't know how to hold my tongue, I replied:

I know I sound like I'm just asserting my same points in all the previous threads , but perhaps the arguments people bring out in these threads essentially converge into the same thing about what is this world coming into.

I, too, grew up in the early 90s where cell phones were the size of bricks and a game console system is for families with a lot of money. I loved hanging out with my friends on my bikes to go to the park or local convenient store to buy chips and candy with my measly allowance. Sure, I have my reservations about the way the next generation is growing up--I mean, is spending all this time in front of electronics and the Internet good for them?

But the reality is, I don't know.

I don't think curiosity is obliterated because we spend time indoors. In fact, because of the Internet, I probably gained a lot more knowledge, useful for not, than I would have should Internet not have existed my entire life.

I also am reserved about the argument that we don't appreciate things like music and books because they come more easily at our disposal. To regurgitate what I've been saying in many other threads, thirty years ago, our grandparents were lamenting on the generations deteriorating and that they spend TOO much time in record stores and disco clubs.

I am neither arguing that society is changing for the better or for the worse. To me, it is just a plain fact that society *is* changing, as it always is and always has been. And with these changes, what doesn't change is the social responsibility of improving the changing system and ensuring that, in spite of new values and new manners and new grammar, even, the fundamental ethics in life, and more importantly, humanism, are still continually being taught and nurtured into the next generation, whether it is through social media or through any other lifestyle choices and means of entertainment and living.

UP

Regardless of how many times I watch up, I always bawl my eyes out at the opening sequence and the part where he goes through the Adventure book last time, and then let her go. My all-time favourite movie., though I always struggle before watching because I'm not sure if I want to suffer the emotional ordeal.