oi. i'm incredibly tired, but at the same time i've bent all my will towards ignoring that and trying to stay focused and alert. now that i'm nearing a point where i can finally sleep, i'm not entirely certain how long it will take me to relax this iron grip and just... rest.
and so, naturally, i wonder:
what would it be like to fall asleep in one of those marvelous amusement park machines? you know the ones - those cylindrical rides where everybody stands all scrunched together against the curved wall of a big spinning cylinder, and the floor drops away but everyone remains suspended in place by artificial gravity. because at times like these it seems so incredibly appealing - to stay on my feet and yet be pushed back - to have some force more insistent than gravity relax the muscles of my forehead and make me solidly immobile - standing, but lying down, but floating, all at once - just for a little while. to force me to stay in one place a bit and maybe even close my eyes.
even when not so in the grips of fatigue i've always found those rides oddly soothing. hanging there suspended against the wall with your feet dangling is surprisingly comfortable. plus it's nice to have some physical contact with a bunch of people, even people you've never met, and even only for that short while, all pressed shoulder to shoulder like sardines together. and some of them scream, or laugh, or try to fall - and it's all very silly. but at the same time you share this strange little closeness with them, all of you there in that small room of a cylinder with everyone's faces at about the same height and all turned toward the center of your madly spinning, unchanging circle. nobody's able to walk away until the floor comes back. so it's also this shared moment of semi-enforced community, but consists of nothing more socially taxing than proximity and shared vertigo.
perhaps when i am rich and capricious, or else have developed powerful contacts within the amusement park community, i shall pay off someone, get together a bunch of friends and have a sleep-over in the spinning cylinder with the dropping floor. just everybody snoozing, shoulder-to-shoulder, all of us together keeping us from falling to the bottom. right now, it sounds really good.
so... who's in? =)
it would be ever so nice to be rich and capricious...
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am feeling melancholy... i know it's because i'm tired and feeling a bit rootless, but the melancholy's there nonetheless. i really do want to go sleep in the spinning thing.
i have a quarter in my pocket, and this is all the money i know i have. i'm guessing there's maybe 5 dollars or so in my bank account, but i'm scared to check because there are ATM fees associated with getting a balance statement and they don't say how much. for a short time, wachovia had a website where you could see not only your balance but all your recent withdrawals and deposits, but it's been inaccessible for at least the past 6 months. bastards. probably has something to do with this charge for balance statements via ATM.
am desirous of food, but not sure what i want to eat... have already had a bagel with cheese today, and oatmeal, and the last piece of leftover pizza. no ramen. i need something health-inspiring, but even though free food will be available (cause of finals - rock) from 10pm-2am, its all sugary stuff. which i normally adore, but right now i just need something else.
am desirous of fun things, like clothing, but the quarter is lonely. and small. luckily this time of the year is awesome for free stuff - not only do you get food and snacks because of being a student at finals, but wasteful yuppie-descendant college kids leaving town for the summer leave all manner of delights at the dumpsters on their way off. anyone who wants to join me on reconaisance missions later in the week is welcome. :d
wednesday i may get to goth. and dance, if gothing and dancing may both be considered verbs. for now i'm gonna go hang out with the fantasticfatespawn and recuperate.
incidentally, i did not have work today. turns out the training is actually tomorrow. this is more proof that whatever is out there, it smiles upon me. thank you kindly.
i miss the xie and wish really hard that we could go trash-picking together.
you'd enjoy it, really - it's like an only somewhat crappy thrift store that is entirely free. i'll be calling home tonight, it's certainly overdue.
*wanders blankly off*
and so, naturally, i wonder:
what would it be like to fall asleep in one of those marvelous amusement park machines? you know the ones - those cylindrical rides where everybody stands all scrunched together against the curved wall of a big spinning cylinder, and the floor drops away but everyone remains suspended in place by artificial gravity. because at times like these it seems so incredibly appealing - to stay on my feet and yet be pushed back - to have some force more insistent than gravity relax the muscles of my forehead and make me solidly immobile - standing, but lying down, but floating, all at once - just for a little while. to force me to stay in one place a bit and maybe even close my eyes.
even when not so in the grips of fatigue i've always found those rides oddly soothing. hanging there suspended against the wall with your feet dangling is surprisingly comfortable. plus it's nice to have some physical contact with a bunch of people, even people you've never met, and even only for that short while, all pressed shoulder to shoulder like sardines together. and some of them scream, or laugh, or try to fall - and it's all very silly. but at the same time you share this strange little closeness with them, all of you there in that small room of a cylinder with everyone's faces at about the same height and all turned toward the center of your madly spinning, unchanging circle. nobody's able to walk away until the floor comes back. so it's also this shared moment of semi-enforced community, but consists of nothing more socially taxing than proximity and shared vertigo.
perhaps when i am rich and capricious, or else have developed powerful contacts within the amusement park community, i shall pay off someone, get together a bunch of friends and have a sleep-over in the spinning cylinder with the dropping floor. just everybody snoozing, shoulder-to-shoulder, all of us together keeping us from falling to the bottom. right now, it sounds really good.
so... who's in? =)
it would be ever so nice to be rich and capricious...
____________________________
am feeling melancholy... i know it's because i'm tired and feeling a bit rootless, but the melancholy's there nonetheless. i really do want to go sleep in the spinning thing.
i have a quarter in my pocket, and this is all the money i know i have. i'm guessing there's maybe 5 dollars or so in my bank account, but i'm scared to check because there are ATM fees associated with getting a balance statement and they don't say how much. for a short time, wachovia had a website where you could see not only your balance but all your recent withdrawals and deposits, but it's been inaccessible for at least the past 6 months. bastards. probably has something to do with this charge for balance statements via ATM.
am desirous of food, but not sure what i want to eat... have already had a bagel with cheese today, and oatmeal, and the last piece of leftover pizza. no ramen. i need something health-inspiring, but even though free food will be available (cause of finals - rock) from 10pm-2am, its all sugary stuff. which i normally adore, but right now i just need something else.
am desirous of fun things, like clothing, but the quarter is lonely. and small. luckily this time of the year is awesome for free stuff - not only do you get food and snacks because of being a student at finals, but wasteful yuppie-descendant college kids leaving town for the summer leave all manner of delights at the dumpsters on their way off. anyone who wants to join me on reconaisance missions later in the week is welcome. :d
wednesday i may get to goth. and dance, if gothing and dancing may both be considered verbs. for now i'm gonna go hang out with the fantasticfatespawn and recuperate.
incidentally, i did not have work today. turns out the training is actually tomorrow. this is more proof that whatever is out there, it smiles upon me. thank you kindly.
i miss the xie and wish really hard that we could go trash-picking together.
you'd enjoy it, really - it's like an only somewhat crappy thrift store that is entirely free. i'll be calling home tonight, it's certainly overdue.
*wanders blankly off*
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7deadlycyns:
Hiya' welcome to SGVA!
xie:
some kids at the college went dumpster diving a while back -- the trick is to pick a really good location.. they did it behind a mall and got some wicked display things and some random gag items.. like many many "over-the-hill" canes and random crap.. not terribly useful, but fun i suppose. 