All right, the brother-in-law gets here today, so I'm essentially booted back to my house. That means no SG access unless I go to open-minded friends or sneak onto others' computers. Until I get my pc on-line again, feel free to e-mail me through the contact thingee on the profile (I can check e-mail at work).
If I don't hear from anyone earlier than the 24th, I'll see some of you at the Burlesque in Orlando.
Later.
If I don't hear from anyone earlier than the 24th, I'll see some of you at the Burlesque in Orlando.
Later.
As part of some self-therapy I started up due to depression in November (too long of a story), I picked up the Artist's Way. Now one of today's assignments asked me to list people I was jealous of. At first, I was deadlocked; I thought I wasn't jealous of anyone. Then I started writing out a friend's name and the floodgates opened. I realized that a lot of my friends, I'm actually jealous of a lot they can do and a lot of what they have. I'm still a little mixed on how to feel about this. 
On a more positive note, I found out that Northfork is available on DVD. Next paycheck, I anticipate picking that surrealist "masterpiece" up.
On a more positive note, I found out that Northfork is available on DVD. Next paycheck, I anticipate picking that surrealist "masterpiece" up.
Starting New Year's Day, I anticipate being at home again and working on my essays and other materials hardcore again. Unless I start giving myself swift kicks in the ass, I'm never going to get myself prepared for graduate school applications (this almost caused me a panic attack last night).
Just a little heads up in case I go silent for a month or two.
Just a little heads up in case I go silent for a month or two.
Decisions, decisions. After my mom's Catholic Choral Recital, should I:
(1) stay at home and drink coffee and play scrabble with my sister?
(2) go to some crappy, sanitized coffee house to drink coffee and play scrabble with my sister?
(3) go downtown with my sister and drink and dance and what not?
or (4) go out on my own and get filthy drunk and dance the night away?
On a completely different note, I went to the Melbourne Zoo with my sister and two of her kids. Reminded me of how I can enjoy and hate those places at the same time. One area had this tower or something where you could feed the giraffes so they would walk up right up to you and you could pet them and what not. Then at another exhibit, I saw Rheas going crazy and biting at the fences and wandering aimlessly.
Then on the drive back, the symmetry of flea market parking lots and power lines stretched between the horizons drove me a little nuts too.
(1) stay at home and drink coffee and play scrabble with my sister?
(2) go to some crappy, sanitized coffee house to drink coffee and play scrabble with my sister?
(3) go downtown with my sister and drink and dance and what not?
or (4) go out on my own and get filthy drunk and dance the night away?
On a completely different note, I went to the Melbourne Zoo with my sister and two of her kids. Reminded me of how I can enjoy and hate those places at the same time. One area had this tower or something where you could feed the giraffes so they would walk up right up to you and you could pet them and what not. Then at another exhibit, I saw Rheas going crazy and biting at the fences and wandering aimlessly.
Then on the drive back, the symmetry of flea market parking lots and power lines stretched between the horizons drove me a little nuts too.
Merry Christmas, etc.
Spent the eve going to a catholic mass with the family. Forgot how much of a spectacle those things could really turn into. But it was for my ma anyways, so the hour of boredom was worth tolerating.
Right now, my dad's at work so we can't really celebrate the day until about six o'clock. My sister took her kids out to see Brother Bear with my mom, so I'm hanging out and doing some cooking until they get back,squeezing in this time while the squeezing's still good...
or something...
Yeah, so like I said before, happy holidaze, hope yours turns out as pleasant as mine's been going so far.
Spent the eve going to a catholic mass with the family. Forgot how much of a spectacle those things could really turn into. But it was for my ma anyways, so the hour of boredom was worth tolerating.
Right now, my dad's at work so we can't really celebrate the day until about six o'clock. My sister took her kids out to see Brother Bear with my mom, so I'm hanging out and doing some cooking until they get back,squeezing in this time while the squeezing's still good...
or something...
Yeah, so like I said before, happy holidaze, hope yours turns out as pleasant as mine's been going so far.
Wow...things are all screwy on the site right now. Think I'll lay for the night, maybe sneak some time in while the house is asleep (if I can access it from the living room computer...don't want the nine year old to see things...at least, not his mom...)
Anyways, happy holidays and all that crap.
Anyways, happy holidays and all that crap.
All right, so I'm back for a tad. At my parents' house, the brother's in Vegas, his computer has DSL. It's all good. Should be able to keep it up until about Christmas, maybe a little after, then I'll have to hook something up at the home so I get easy access.
Other notes: took a two day road-trip with my sister and her kids from the southern most tip of Wisconsin all the way back to central Florida. Got some great poetic inspiration along the way. I'm sure finishing DeLillo's Libra and starting Marcus's Lipstick Traces has helped too.
Plan on pursuing a comic book idea with one friend and a screenplay idea with another, so the possibility of my creativity coming back with a vengeance seems highly likely.
Hope everyone else's holidays are kicking off as optimistically.
Other notes: took a two day road-trip with my sister and her kids from the southern most tip of Wisconsin all the way back to central Florida. Got some great poetic inspiration along the way. I'm sure finishing DeLillo's Libra and starting Marcus's Lipstick Traces has helped too.
Plan on pursuing a comic book idea with one friend and a screenplay idea with another, so the possibility of my creativity coming back with a vengeance seems highly likely.
Hope everyone else's holidays are kicking off as optimistically.
Never ever ever watch obscure arthouse films when deliriously ill. While sick, I watched Grand Illusions, then when I tried to sleep, for ten hours I was tossing and turning with hallucinations and nightmares about being in a WW1 prison camp with people talking to me about the purpose of life, escape, whatever.
This will probably be my last day for a while. My friends return tomorrow afternoon, so I won't need to housesit. Hopefully, though, this new job will give me the finances to afford a cable modem, and I'll be on here a bit more like before.
Those who really want to contact me, feel free.
This will probably be my last day for a while. My friends return tomorrow afternoon, so I won't need to housesit. Hopefully, though, this new job will give me the finances to afford a cable modem, and I'll be on here a bit more like before.
Those who really want to contact me, feel free.
I am so fucking sick right now. 
The way Ewan McGregor looks on the dvd cover of Trainspotting, that's how I feel.
The AC says it's 70 in my friend's apartment, but I'm wearing two layers of clothing, still shivering. I've taken some medicine and I feel incredibly nauseated.
I hate illness.
The way Ewan McGregor looks on the dvd cover of Trainspotting, that's how I feel.
The AC says it's 70 in my friend's apartment, but I'm wearing two layers of clothing, still shivering. I've taken some medicine and I feel incredibly nauseated.
I hate illness.
Just to vent in the here and now, I met up with an ex of mine last night. First off, the break-up was mutual (although, according to some, for inexplicable reasons, she was deliberately making an effort to find things to hate about me). I wanted to end dating so as to salvage what was left as a friendship. She agreed.
Now, if a girl wants to stop dating me and wants to be my friend, I'm not expecting phone calls every night, I'm not expecting voices of reassurance or comforting shoulders whenever necessary, I'm not even expecting weekly get-togethers or anything.
However, if we are both at the same club to see the same band at the same night, I would think you would show a little more courtesy then to exchange a couple of words and then actively avoid me for the rest of the night.
And by actively, I mean immediately going to someone else to strike up a conversation when I attempt to strike up a conversation with her. I mean moving to another end of the club when I notice another friend at her end.
Perhaps the friendship she wanted was less a party one, less a clubbing one, and more of a pseudo-intellectual, meet up at coffeehouses and discuss aesthetics or go to the local arthouse cinema to catch a European flick.
But what she did was damn rude.
Now, if a girl wants to stop dating me and wants to be my friend, I'm not expecting phone calls every night, I'm not expecting voices of reassurance or comforting shoulders whenever necessary, I'm not even expecting weekly get-togethers or anything.
However, if we are both at the same club to see the same band at the same night, I would think you would show a little more courtesy then to exchange a couple of words and then actively avoid me for the rest of the night.
And by actively, I mean immediately going to someone else to strike up a conversation when I attempt to strike up a conversation with her. I mean moving to another end of the club when I notice another friend at her end.
Perhaps the friendship she wanted was less a party one, less a clubbing one, and more of a pseudo-intellectual, meet up at coffeehouses and discuss aesthetics or go to the local arthouse cinema to catch a European flick.
But what she did was damn rude.
