Man, hatten a rabbit, what is this world coming to?

This is for Ralph, by the way I hope you enjoyed your birthday and the many days it has been since then. I have been having so many ideas lately, which lead to nothing when I fail to write them down and they are lost in the abyss of forgotten, yet meaningful, thoughts and memories. Though perhaps they help to shape who I am today and will become tomorrow? In the metaphorical tomorrow, of course, though also the literal one. But evolution is, of course gradual. Anyways, I am sure that they have some effect on my psyche. And this dictionary I used has quite a sense of humor, ahaha, its example for psyche was I will never really fathom the female psyche. For, you see, lately I have been quite taken to looking up words that I plan on using, even if I know them, for their exact connotations. There are so many words that mean the same thing, that I find looking up the exact way they are defined can help me subjectively understand them and play around with them in context. WHAT THIS HAS BEEN LEADING UP TO: I have been planning on writing more blogs to express my ideas. While short-lived, they help me avoid boredom. Though, when Niall said that he was never bored, he really influenced me and I realize that boredom was a social invention; boredom is The state of being bored (Thank you, dictionary!) and bored is, well I am pretty sure you know what it is, and if not, you are online and there are plenty of very accessible dictionaries. Since then, I have always found ways to avoid boredom, if not by physical activities, then just by thought itself or conversation. c; Anyways, I just watched Manhatten, by Woody Allen, and I loved it. It made me have many great thoughts, which I have all forgotten by now, of course. However, one of them made me want to write a blog. Oh! I remember it. It is that I am growing detached from impatience; I prefer that to saying I am growing more patient, as perhaps I look at patience as just that: in its noun form and not so much a practical adjective. Saying that somebody is patient is the same, of course, as saying that they have patience, but for some reason right now I feel more comfortable saying that they have patience. Mayhaps it is that patience is this goal, this objective, that the right term should be has reached patience. (By the way, my apostrophe/quotation mark key has been broken, which should explain all of the italics. Though, in my opinion, they do not seem that out-of-place for the most part.) In the way that Bhuddists seek nirvana, let patience be our highest level of Enlightenment, metaphorically. So, that was my idea, now expanded, and perhaps it will make me better at tennis and ping-pong, in which patience is needed to be a proficient, nay, exceptional, player. In any case, this idea (which I do not completely agree with, I just tend to contemplate ideas as if I did fully agree with them) led me to write this blog, or really led me half-way, the other half was remembering that Ralph used to like to read my blogs. I have been wanting to get in touch with him for a while, but phone calls are not so appealing to me most of the time. I even missed my perfect opportunity to call him on his birthday, so, Ralph, consider this blog a birthday present and (you will probably say unnecessary) apology. I love you, Ralph, and hope to see you again sometime in the near future, it has been far too long.