Here is lovely Part 26. Forgive me for the occasional writing mishaps. I am on the road. Today my dad, Elliott, and I are taking a scenic tour of the nearby mountains and forest. It's gorgeous countryside. Oregon is a very lovely state. The trees are nice. The rain makes the trees look very lush and green and the little flowers stand out more than the trees. I saw God knows how many on the Texas trip. I've had my fill of nature. So I can't truly appreciate it at the moment. We went to Saturday Market. I like to think of it as Eugene's true spirit. Everything that's sold there is pretty much handmade and people sell their wares at their acutal cost and not overcharge a cheaply made item. It's really cool to go there. I enjoy visiting it. Some of the stuff they sell is really cool. I hear the food there is good too. I want to go out one day and go into all the really cool little stores that are spattered across Eugene and have a field day with it. I've decided that if I do in fact finish this little book with my Random Essay and I continue writing it, then I am going to name the second section of the book Grand Tier II or Second Tier. Whichever one is more correct for the type of school my cousin Allison is going to. Okay, after I wrote the word whichever we got out of the car to go look at the McKenzie River. We stood and looked at the river for a few minutes. I have no idea how, but I flung my star thumb ring into the river. I saw that it only went into the water a little ways so I went and got it out of the icy cold river. Part of the reason I did go and get it was the fact that this is the second star that I've had to buy since I lost the first one. Needless to say it was comical. Tomorrow is a wonderful Sunday. We get to have youth group at my house. I enjoy youth group a whole lot. Elliott will get a chance to see why I like it so much. The nature drive continues.
Rain is nice until it only gets the bottom of your jeans wet. Then it gets annoying. Now we are taking the scenic route. Joy. This has actually been a pleasant day. Everything is quaint, cute, and very lucious. What is up with my use of words today? It baffles me and yet is really cool. I'm not really thinking yet my brain is functioning better than it normally does. It's really cool when you let your subconscience take over. Then you can delve into a deeper understanding of yourself. Uh oh, My pen almost quit working on me. That would have been bad. I am going to finish off this part on this page. All of this driving is making me sleepy. It always does. Know what's fun? Driving the truck on the gravel road near my house. I don't know why but it just is. That and going over speed bumps on the way down a hill near my house. Then it feels like you and the car are jumping. End Part 26
Here is Part 27. It's very early in the morning. Elliott is watching the Escape from the Planet of the Apes. Elliott wants me to write right now until I get to the hexed part. I really want to get there to see what he's going to do. So I am going to write and write. It's odd writing while Elliott is sitting there watching TV, knowing that he could be looking over my shoulder reading as I write. He has now attached a slinky to my hair. I am rather frightened by what this could look like. It feels odd. Oh well, whatever floats your boat I guess.
It's really strange. I'm tan on my face, chest, and arms, and yet compared to almost everyone else I am still really pale. It's really cool. I enjoy being pale. It's not only healthy, I find it attractive. That and guys who wear big pants. Let me clarify-wied leg. Don't ask me why it is just so. My views on attractive males aren't very normal. I am beyond picky when it comes to considering males attractive. Before I consider a male attractive I weigh out what's inside as well as outside. The whole person matters to me and not just individual components of that whole person. I am now done generalizing. It's the inside that counts. If a person is truly beautiful that inner beauty will radiate outward making an enhancement to the physical beauty. My goal for myself is to make the inner me very beautiful. People tell me that I am, and I believe them. I also believe that I can constantly work on improving that. We are not perfect. But the imperfection is perfection. So where does that leave us? Stuck in a constant battle over which produces the most desired affects and products. That however depends on your viewpoint and philosophies on life. That is an area which makes individuals very unique. That is what makes my life and the life of others very interesting. End Part 27.
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