after the furniture moving debacle a few days ago, i got disgusted with myself. i used to work in pretty physical jobs; i was a rock cutter in a mine for a while, and then worked for a moving company after that. they wern't the most stimulating jobs, but it beat retail. anyway, i used to be a lot stronger than i am now. i decided to start lifting again today. i dragged a weightbench into the carriage house, found the barbell and the weights, and proceded to totally overlift. ow. we'll see if i can move tomorrow.
i took the dog down to the park earlier and threw the frisbee for him. eventually we ended up lying in the middle of the dead grass: i watched the clouds race under the moon, and he fell asleep and snored.
i've been listening to cabaret and art songs most of the night. they make me want to expatriate and drink absinthe with too much thujone.
later:
the transition from "je ne t'aime pas" to alec empire's "hard like it's a pose" is a lot smoother than you'd think. my winamp random algorithm is creepily intuitive sometimes.
i took the dog down to the park earlier and threw the frisbee for him. eventually we ended up lying in the middle of the dead grass: i watched the clouds race under the moon, and he fell asleep and snored.
i've been listening to cabaret and art songs most of the night. they make me want to expatriate and drink absinthe with too much thujone.
later:
the transition from "je ne t'aime pas" to alec empire's "hard like it's a pose" is a lot smoother than you'd think. my winamp random algorithm is creepily intuitive sometimes.
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When the Grey Hair is dead, Magua will eat his heart. Before he dies, Magua will put his children under the knife, so the Grey Hair will know his seed is wiped out forever.