- Old train of thought is fully operational!
- August 29th, 2005
And running at old speed, all the crazy ideas are finally back. There's some bits of wisdom I'm trying to live by, the main one being 'Can't please everyone all the time' this goes along nicely with 'If they don't like it, they can just piss off, I wanna do this for me'.
Coming to terms with the fact that I'm scared spitless half the time and learning from another guy that it's all right to be and that everyone else may be just as frightened.
I don't really hear anyone calling my name anymore, but now and again I'll feel something grab at my legs or someone is standing behind me. Neither of which are actually true, so I've traded auditory halluinations for the tactile ones for a time.
Yesterday I realized that money was just pieces of glofied paper and metal, I found this hilarious on the drive home from work, we should really bring back the bartering system. I want to pay for things in livestock and fruit.
Hrm, I borrowed Scott's box set DVD of Queer as Folk and I still have to get through it. I think about that kid and I can't help but smile; such a sweetheart.
Ricky is going to be a dad.
I'm *still* trying to digest this.
Can't wait for V for Vendetta to come out, the comic was something of beauty but the movie's lighting isn't exactly capturing the mood. Too much of the Matrix mood into it, but then again it's the same guys directing it so...bollocks. But here's hoping, hm?
I'm hoping to get up to P-Town before school starts.
Don't know where I stand on the whole DeviantArt Jark and Spyed debacle, I want all the facts before I make up my mind.
My friend Dan's got a radio show on mondays at college, I got to go visit him and his sister at the show and check out all the vinyls and CDs. Ally (his sister) showed me a closet full of CDs that don't really get listened to and pulled out The Homos.
They keep the homos in the closet, but they might as well stay in there because the music utterly sucks.
Forgive the scattered musings but with the old thinking comes the erractic writing.
I should really get a comic out of what has happened in my head in the last few months, the benevolent and malevolent sides of myself have been warring and the inner child took quite the beating.
Huh, okay that's all I suppose.