Archive for December 8th, 2002

only the masochist doesn’t kill himself

Sunday, December 8th, 2002 at about 10:13 pm

only the masochist doesn’t kill himself

Fell off my high horse today. Cried about it for a good 15 minutes before I could get back to doing my Chem homework. Which was part of the problem to begin with, so it may not have been wise to try to go and do it, but I was pressed for time.

Buck up, sunshine! I shouldn’t be so dreary. After all, what’s there to be upset about? Surprisingly little. But still, it’s all quite hard. So instead of focusing on all that upsetting stuff, let’s be optimistic! Sounds a lot like ignorance. But there I go again! So I’ll put the pedal (or perhaps the petal?) to the metal, so to speak, and get this life thing moving. The winning horse always has blinders on, after all. But at least tomorrow is another day.

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december cleaning

Sunday, December 8th, 2002 at about 1:17 pm

december cleaning

The old layout is going up for a bit. That Cobalt one didn’t quite cut it.

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intense

Sunday, December 8th, 2002 at about 1:11 pm

intense

Christmas season has beset us, and the frenzied consumerism chugs along to the backbeat of the ringing cash registers. But we wouldn’t have it any other way, would we? No, and I’m fine with it. It’s actually a nice reminder of the fact that I live a very good life… oh sure, there are things I want, but the fact that I have trouble coming up with a Christmas list is incredibly reassuring of the goodness of it all.

Hehehe… these things are so ridiculous:


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Friday night I went to the Solomono/Milemarker show at the IDF. It was all right, although I spent half the time not even listening to the music, but outside in the hall. And Milemarker weren’t as good as they were supposed to be. More entertaining than the music were James and Ryan, who were stoned out of their minds. James was actually OK, but Ryan, who I’d never met before, was completely gone. Maybe he’s normally a little spacey/weirder than hell, but he certainly was now. The tip off that they were high was when I noticed that they couldn’t coordinate a high-five. Ryan kept eating his Chaptstick, too, which is kinda disgusting. Ben and I were laughing our asses off.

Last night there was the salsa dance, which I didn’t go to. Cordelia and I were going to go and show off our wicked non-existent dance moves, but then she had other plans and I don’t think anyone else I would want to hang out with all night went, although I’m not sure. So I just hung out at home for most of the day then went over to Mark’s at 8 and watched Time Bandits. Same director as Brazil, which I neither liked nor, admittedly, understood. Bandits was all right, better than Brazil, but still completely ridiculous. The premise should give that away; it’s about a band of time-traveling midgets who stole a map of how to travel through time from God and are using it to steal other stuff. “Don’t touch it, it’s EEEVIL!”

Yesterday I also watched Trainspotting. It’s a pretty good movie, but slightly more horrific than the standard British street thug movie fare. But that may just be because my experience with them is limited to the likes of Guy Ritchie’s Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels and Snatch. If the baby hadn’t died I would have been able to take it a lot easier. But nevertheless, Trainspotting was enjoyable. It kinda forces you to choose Life, because otherwise you’re going to wind up lying face down on the floor in a puddle of your own vomit. Grizzly, but what a way to go.

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