Out of the blue, I got a call from Elina this evening. A sort of near-girlfriend, my relationship with whom ended up leaving not only a bad taste in my mouth (She smoked heavily) but also in my mind. I was pretty surprised to recieve this call, as when I last spoke to her 5 months ago she had planned on moving to LA, pitching her Buffy the Vampire ( Read more... )

I've been incapable of formulating a coherent enough thought to make an worthwhile post all week. I think I'm developing the proportionate intelligence of a really big hobo.

None of my regular activities require a quick mind. I read, I play games, I listen to music I can repeat all I want if I miss a good part. I fear this may be creating an adverse effect on my thinking speed. Example: today I'm walking along Queen or something street, just a-minding my own business, and some hip suburbanite pierceling exclaims " ( Read more... )

Mind fog has lifted a bit from working a triple shift at my store. Music definitely helped- I recently burned a CD with Chip at his place which contains a pleasant mix of songs I love, or at least love to subject others to. I just kept it on repeat, even during a four hour gap when I wasn't there. Whether or not one likes it, the Terrible Secret of ( Read more... )

Note to self: Don't help out homeless people who are being handcuffed. They will try to eat your hand.

At last, my very own copy of Mao's little red book.

I found it in a pile of similar little red books, but chose this one in particular because it had scribbles in it, and I was hoping for a discount. Here's an un-engrified transcript of the ensuing conversation:

"Hey, man, what's with the scribbles in here?"
"That is the face of Lin Biao, Mao's ( Read more... )

Lots of sex centered reading today. I finally got started on Foucault's The History of Sexuality. It is well written and perceptive work, though I've already encountered bits inside that piss me off, his "curdled milk" example in particular, and I'm not a man who is easily offended. "Do as thou wilt" Isn't the entirety of my preferred law simply ( Read more... )

As Charles seems to have done a well-enough job of recounting yesterday's foray into T.O., I'll find myself a different topic, though I must ask that if any hoodlums come across this post in the near future to please drop an explanation of that shirt and lighter thing we witnessed into my comments. I can't even begin to think of what it might ( Read more... )

Brief impressions from this evening I will expand on when I wake:

Strange crowd antics that I see no point in
Fleeing gunshots with a panicking stampede at my heels
Calmly eating a sub as another stampede flies past

Punctuated with Conversations with Charles on
1. The future of computing
2. Ideal women
3. The 1950's, humanity's last dignified

There's nothing like a nice brisk jog in pitch darkness through thickly forested marshland after spending an entire day allowing a computer monitor to permanently sear a white, screen-shaped blur into one's retinas. Having woken up with what appeared to be heatstroke, which repeated dry heaving totally failed somehow to assuade, It took me what ( Read more... )