i should be asleep or i should be awake. i'm somewhere inbetween right now.
this week sucked. so much time spent asleep and sick and confused. i hate living in this tiny bedroom. i can't get anything done. i can't stretch. i can't spread my work all around me, start and stop, come back again and finish it later. i really can't wait until september when i will have a room to use as a studio in addition to a bedroom and a living room that i can live in, with no fucking douche-bags walking in and out of my house.
dancing was not that bad tonight, considering that i'm sick as a dog and should not have been out in the first place. after last call, i grabbed my coat from the check area and went back upstairs to wait for the last song to finish, but, of course, to my surprise, it was not the last song. immediately after GARBAGE's new single finished, mr. dj gumbercules played "Identity" by X-RAY SPEX, so my sick ass whipped its coat off, threw it onto the rail and dove onto one of the stage thingees to do a bit of dancing. at the same time, downstairs in the coat check ThePants must've heard the opening notes of "Identity" because he flew upstairs, just as fast, threw his coat behind some seats and skanked right onto the dance floor. seeing how happy ThePants was with his unlimited range of movement on the floor, i jumped off the four-or-so-foot high box i was on during one of the choruses and landed mid-step and finished dancing.
afterwards, i thought i was gonna die. thanks alot chris
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in other news, i believe in next to nothing and trust very little else. how sad is it, that like TheFullNelson said tonight, "we really don't know any better" which is to say, we know we make moves that aren't the best moves, strategically, and yet we cannot stop ourselves. this hopeless romanticism wears me so thin.
this isn't a world for romantics.
it's a world of compromise and "good enough" and mediocrity. the man who pushes beyond the standard is just a fool until he is strong enough to never ask for help again.
If passion is a fashion, then emotion is a curse
this week sucked. so much time spent asleep and sick and confused. i hate living in this tiny bedroom. i can't get anything done. i can't stretch. i can't spread my work all around me, start and stop, come back again and finish it later. i really can't wait until september when i will have a room to use as a studio in addition to a bedroom and a living room that i can live in, with no fucking douche-bags walking in and out of my house.
dancing was not that bad tonight, considering that i'm sick as a dog and should not have been out in the first place. after last call, i grabbed my coat from the check area and went back upstairs to wait for the last song to finish, but, of course, to my surprise, it was not the last song. immediately after GARBAGE's new single finished, mr. dj gumbercules played "Identity" by X-RAY SPEX, so my sick ass whipped its coat off, threw it onto the rail and dove onto one of the stage thingees to do a bit of dancing. at the same time, downstairs in the coat check ThePants must've heard the opening notes of "Identity" because he flew upstairs, just as fast, threw his coat behind some seats and skanked right onto the dance floor. seeing how happy ThePants was with his unlimited range of movement on the floor, i jumped off the four-or-so-foot high box i was on during one of the choruses and landed mid-step and finished dancing.
afterwards, i thought i was gonna die. thanks alot chris
!
in other news, i believe in next to nothing and trust very little else. how sad is it, that like TheFullNelson said tonight, "we really don't know any better" which is to say, we know we make moves that aren't the best moves, strategically, and yet we cannot stop ourselves. this hopeless romanticism wears me so thin.
this isn't a world for romantics.
it's a world of compromise and "good enough" and mediocrity. the man who pushes beyond the standard is just a fool until he is strong enough to never ask for help again.
If passion is a fashion, then emotion is a curse
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it's a world of compromise and "good enough" and mediocrity. the man who pushes beyond the standard is just a fool until he is strong enough to never ask for help again.
This is breaking rule #1:
Never settle for anything less then what you want.
-PT