Ah, insomnia, my old friend. We meet again.

11:07pm - Cat finds empty hamper and knocks it over.
11:09pm - Cat sniffs furiously at interior of hamper.
11:14pm - Cat finally crawls entirely inside.
11:15pm - Cat discovers that hamper offers total invulnerability to all threats, vows never to leave.

And I have the internets.

So I've been sleeping poorly lately; not always with the bad dreams, but a lot of restlessness and very light sleep where I wake up a dozen times, toss and turn, and such.

When I have bad reams they're usually not nightmares; they're just distressful. Like this morning, I woke up having remembered a large chunk of this relatively coherent dream ( Read more... )

Anthony:  alright, can't sleep
I'll bullshit instead

me:  Bullshit is superior to sleep in all ways.

Anthony:  bullshitting with a woman is rarely as fun as sleeping with her

me:  Although I bet if you were lying in a cocoon-like womb of crispy Lincolns you'd sleep the sleep of the innocent.

Anthony:  maybe I'll do that math now
how many bills tall ( Read more... )

So as part of my effort to be more communicative and to police myself more stringently in my goals, I figured I'd gone long enough without a substantive update. So here’s the bullet points, minus the bullets-

• I decided to try to learn the violin. I’ve always wanted to play an instrument, but I’ve always though of myself ( Read more... )

...a metaphor wrapped into a whatever.

I saw this on Julie C's Facebook, and after a day of too much time spent in my own head turning over dirty rocks, it left me with such a huge grin on my face.

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Every bride should get a standing ovation when she enters.

So after reloading old favorites after a computer meltdown I came across the link to a page of works by one of my favorite poets. Check it!

LXIV

Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground.
Why do you stand, expectant?
Do you hope to see it
In one of your withered days?
With your old eyes
( Read more... )

Originally we were supposed to have the burial ceremony for my Uncle this weekend as well. He died over a year ago and was cremated, but my grandmother needed time before she was willing to put her only son to rest. The only real reason to do both on the same weekend was so I could be there, as the only one flying in from afar ( Read more... )

Okay, this is the last post of return-to-LJ day. But I saw it on cracked.com and I thought it was fucking awesome.

"A Ruben's Tube is a length of pipe with several holes drilled in it, hooked up to a speaker and a propane source. Sounds played through the speaker send jets of flame along the pipe in the shape of the sound waves... The tube works ( Read more... )