try.

hey neighbors...
it's a sunny monday in the woodsly goodness,
but,
the brightness of the day and the relative warmth in the air
have yet to reach the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
i mean,
sure,
the environment is picturesque and site-specifically seasonal and appropriate.
there are big white blankets of driven snow, twinkling lights,
boughs of evergreen, ribbons and ornaments,
and everything else that should bring holiday cheer
to the deepest cracks and crevices in the hearts of the most bah-humbuggered
berserker barbarian battle-beasts.
but,
while all of that is in place and performing at optimum efficiency,
the tone is taciturn,
the light isn't illuminating this darkened doorstep,
and the hottness is turned down well below eleven.
yep.
the good news?
just like every year,
i've gotten myself a present or two.
i like what i like,
and i do what i do.
check the teleport:

triceratops is my favorite,
and it's also the best one.
i was missing this particular specimen in my collection.
and now i'm not.
i get what i want for myself, because i know what i want for myself.
and that's important.
knowing what you want, i mean.
it's the first step in acting in accordance with your beliefs.
what you think should determine what you say should determine what you do.
if that's all out of sync, you gotta reassess the whole dang thing.
that's why if i was a dinosaur, i'd be a try-ceratops, i think.
y'know?
or maybe a try-even-harder-next-time-ceratops.
oh, c'mon.
trying hard is one of the main components of being dope.
trying is the first half of doing.
the other half is not quitting once you start.
whew, it's simple enough to say,
but,
it's a lot of work, trying to be the best version of yourself,
i think a few stony spikes jutting out of my head would probably
add a degree of protection while i'm introspecting and introverting.
plus, that way, when you butt heads over ideologies and perspectives,
there's some small comfort that you're most likely going to poke a few holes
in the opposing opinions.
get it?
oh, stop.
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y'ever worry that if you were given two options you'd always pick the worse one?
no?
wow. you're pretty lucky, or a big liarmouth.
i don't know if i can say the same.
i think, sometimes,
that if i were even given the opportunity to choose between being right,
or being happy,
i'd pick being right every single time.
the thing is,
that's not usually a choice we get, is it?
on the other hand,
if i'm already unhappy,
then at the absolute very least,
i'd like to take some small comfort that i stand on the side of what's right.
the difference in the sentences is slight,
but the difference in meaning is monstrously big.
i'd LOVE to be right, and happy about it,
but how often does that work in real life?
mmhmm.
it's a matter of principle,
it's a beautiful day out there,
but it's a furious ferocious blizzard in here.
that's right,
and so am i;
never quiet, never soft.....