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Jun. 22nd, 2001 11:11 amI take my inspiration from Spider Jerusalem.
Several days have slid by. Things have happened, and I haven't written them down. Every time I sit down I think I can't write, this fog comes up in my head, and I look for any excuse to not write...
BOLLUCKS!
The Oghr show was a spectacle, not necessarily a good one. Lots of new faces, lots of "tourists" and day trippers, but some new (and cute) faces were there as well, and the front room was packed like a Friday night. Very nice to see, not as nice to dance in.
I'm very glad I saw Oghr though. Musically, it was very different than Skinny Puppy. Inferior, you might say. But it was still him, and Cevin Key was there as well, and since I was cheated out of seeing Skinny Puppy perform, this will have to do.
Ann's post about overmedication hit several nails directly on the head. The past week, I'd been thinking heavily about happiness. Am I happy? Am I stuck in a rut? Am I missing something in my life? The issue, I think, is that I have too much free time at work. I had nothing to do for three days, and spent lots of time navel gazing. Then when we had to build 16 machines in 2 days, I found myself immersed in software installs, and I didn't have time for idle wondering. I was happy wandering around ManRay feeling vaguely superior. I was happy getting sushi with Mathew. I'm happy reading the latest Transmetropolitan graphic novel.
Your emotional state is always in a state of flux, biochemical abnormalities aside. Some days you will be down and tired. Others days you'll be filled with manic energy.
It's all about cycles, circles, seasons of change.
Several days have slid by. Things have happened, and I haven't written them down. Every time I sit down I think I can't write, this fog comes up in my head, and I look for any excuse to not write...
BOLLUCKS!
The Oghr show was a spectacle, not necessarily a good one. Lots of new faces, lots of "tourists" and day trippers, but some new (and cute) faces were there as well, and the front room was packed like a Friday night. Very nice to see, not as nice to dance in.
I'm very glad I saw Oghr though. Musically, it was very different than Skinny Puppy. Inferior, you might say. But it was still him, and Cevin Key was there as well, and since I was cheated out of seeing Skinny Puppy perform, this will have to do.
Ann's post about overmedication hit several nails directly on the head. The past week, I'd been thinking heavily about happiness. Am I happy? Am I stuck in a rut? Am I missing something in my life? The issue, I think, is that I have too much free time at work. I had nothing to do for three days, and spent lots of time navel gazing. Then when we had to build 16 machines in 2 days, I found myself immersed in software installs, and I didn't have time for idle wondering. I was happy wandering around ManRay feeling vaguely superior. I was happy getting sushi with Mathew. I'm happy reading the latest Transmetropolitan graphic novel.
Your emotional state is always in a state of flux, biochemical abnormalities aside. Some days you will be down and tired. Others days you'll be filled with manic energy.
It's all about cycles, circles, seasons of change.
