amorpheus

So I finally finished moving and furnishing. I never got the sofa-bed to my apartment. You probably know the old saying, "Sleeping on a bed that doesn't turn into anything is no way to live," but there's another lesser-known old saying that goes, "A sofa launched out the back of a car won't get you all the way to New York." Those are wise words, as true today as they were when they were first spoken... probably by Sun Tzu or Karl Marx or Woody Allen or someone like that...

These past couple of days without Suicide Girls have been very trying for me. Oh sure, I was also without a bed or a refrigerator, but it was the Suicide Girls that really got to me. It caused me to reevaluate my whole life. I find it rather queer that when people reevaluate their lives, they then try to make some big changes. When I reevaluated my life, I found that, actually, I was doing pretty well and there was no need to change anything. In fact, if anything, I decided to be more like myself than ever.

This means that I will continue to learn new things daily and occassionally post them. Very recently, I realized that I didn't understand the name of Little Tin Frog's album "Enetophobia." My lack of understanding was mostly concerning the word "Enetophobia" and the fact that I didn't know its definition. I looked it up, and found that it means "The fear of needles," which didn't really help me understand the album at all. I did a little bit more research and found that Enetophilia was not taken as a username on Suicide Girls. I think that would be a cool thing to call oneself, but it doesn't really suit me. Someone should really take that name.

... oh, never mind me. I'm just glad to be back ...