A stale mind is the devil's breadbox

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[IF]If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:If you can dream--and not make dreams your master, If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it~Rudyard Kipling~

My Blog

bye-bye little boo

Hi everyone, Sorry I haven’t been very communicative...I’ve been having a bit of a hard time. I got ridiculously sick and was diagnosed with Hyperemesis Gravidarum, which sucks beyond anyt...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 11:02:00 PST

baby brain!

HELLLOO peeps! Its been forever and a day since I've been on here, even longer since I've written anything (holy sugars, almost a year!?) but I find myself returning to share some new developments...k...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 02:53:00 PST

cinco de drunko?

Its been a while since I've felt this way - so long in fact that I didn't recognize it for what it was until after it had already come and gone. It happened last night when I was so exhausted I could...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Sun, 06 May 2007 01:48:00 PST

Travel Archives: Japan, at first

Brace yourself babes, this is gonna be a long one. Although these past few weeks have been pathetically, ridiculously insane, I, Queen of the Makeout Bandits, have pulled through with grace, wi...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 05:18:00 PST

Travel Archives: After the Taikai

Hey Joe, how's it going? Sorry its taken me so long, I have been travelling non stop for the past week and have just gotten a chance to check my email. Uggghh! China rocks like fuck all else! ...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 12:57:00 PST

the travel archives: Cambodia

Taking a trip down memory lane: re-reading my Travel Archives has now commenced:(email to my peeps)Hey babes, Man, its been a while since I've written one of my epic travelling accounts! But th...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 12:37:00 PST

A friend of mine said, "procrastination is like masturbating...you're only fucking yourself"

A friend of mine said, "procrastination is like masturbating...you're only fucking yourself".That said, here is (FINALLY) my two month late write up of my RUN. The setting: Wildwood Trail, somewher...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 10:38:00 PST

THANK YOU EVERYONE!!!

I just wanted to say FRICKIN THANK YOU!!! to everyone who has been supporting me with their kind words and generous donations for the Run For Congo Women marathon I'm doing this Saturday, and for putt...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 11:46:00 PST

THIS IS WHAT NO ONE IS TALKING ABOUT.

Dear friends and family, you are all a part of my contacts because for some reason or the other we decided at one point that we all rock something fierce and should be friends. Which is why, in times ...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 10:28:00 PST

the point of a knife

sometimes i imagine what it would feel like to have the cool point of a knife enter into my body. sliding through slowly, separating skin cells and particles, making something new out of what was...
Posted by A stale mind is the devil's breadbox on Sun, 28 May 2006 11:23:00 PST