Ok,

This will be brief because I don't want to be up for too long. I have to go to the gym in the morning and I need to be spree so that I can have a good work out.

But here's the real meat of this strangely titled post peeps. Have you ever been wrong about something you've argued for and felt good to realize that you were wrong?

Not just something paltry like weather to put the peanut butter in the fridge or the cupboard for storage (the cupboard of course silly... you'll rip the bread when it's cold!), but something serious and meaningful?

I don't think it happens often in a persons life, it may never happen to you. If it weren't for everything in my life being the way it is right now I don't think it ever could have.

Try it out the next time you have a real pot thrower with someone. Try considering that you could be wrong. Don't give in, really think about things and listen and ask questions that help the other person construct their argument, and ask them to do the same for you.

Cause really, when you're in the thick of one of those you might find your self defending ideas you don't believe in your self unless you take a minute and really think. If you don't you could pass up becoming a better person.

It's moments like this that I'm the most grateful that Paul is an endless slave to this website and that I know I'll be able to record my thoughts, and will be able to share them with you peeps and anyone else who happens into this chunk of the interweb.

Had a big rough talk with the misses as is wont to happen to a couple of people in any circumstance, and I learned a lot of valuable things. I'm not going to get much more specific, it'd take longer than I want to be away from her to do, and I'm not up on airing out my underpants online. Those underpants are for a select few to ever see or smell. I just wanted to remember this day, really, this moment as well as I could... or at the very lest leave a road map to it so that if I ever encounter it again it'll invoke the same calm that I'm feeling right now.

I write to remember.

One Armed Scissor by At The Drive In

Dissect a trillion sighs away
Will you get this letter
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
'Cause I'm a million miles away
Will you get
this letter
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to
remember
I write to remember
I write to remember