my confession: i can't stand nick cave, neal young or david bowie.
and yet i can listen to mariachi for hours.
and yet i can listen to mariachi for hours.
can't stop listening to beirut. was playing 'march of the zapotec' a lot lately, and now i'm back on putting the 'flying club cup' on repeat for hours.
Beirut - Nantes
Beirut - Nantes
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scandal_:
Super cute....that little face! But animals in heat are a pain in the ass......
paradym:
That does have a twang of cute to it. Last heat I saw was the tiniest cat trying to seduce a house full of hockey watchers, thinking every reach for a chip was reminiscent of come hither. Haven't seen any dog in that setting though.
i think happiness can be measured by the gap between what you have and what you want. if you have the life you want you're happy eh. so there are two ways to be happy, change your life to increase your happiness or stop wanting impossible shit. i'm starting to get worn out on the former and sliding into the cynicism of the latter.
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paradym:
There's some truth there, but don't get too caught up in analogies; getting too detailed in trying to apply them to reality warps your view of the situation.
Can it really be that happiness is that gap though? If happiness for me was a mansion, and I got it, would I be ultimately happy and just rest on that "laurel" and do nothing else? I think that happiness is best seen in progress, or to lightly remind oneself that it's about the journey, not the destination. Any impossible goal seems impossible at first, but often only because of the many steps needed, or because of flawed perception of the goal that makes it seem desirable. I am happiest knowing I am working towards goals, often small ones, and that I can take pride in progress, in each milestone, and in each new step that can now be worked towards. I've had my shakes and bruises in life, but those make me who I am. I wouldn't be me without them, and I can't naturally be me without remembering them, instead of trying to hide them, forgetting to learn from them.
Can it really be that happiness is that gap though? If happiness for me was a mansion, and I got it, would I be ultimately happy and just rest on that "laurel" and do nothing else? I think that happiness is best seen in progress, or to lightly remind oneself that it's about the journey, not the destination. Any impossible goal seems impossible at first, but often only because of the many steps needed, or because of flawed perception of the goal that makes it seem desirable. I am happiest knowing I am working towards goals, often small ones, and that I can take pride in progress, in each milestone, and in each new step that can now be worked towards. I've had my shakes and bruises in life, but those make me who I am. I wouldn't be me without them, and I can't naturally be me without remembering them, instead of trying to hide them, forgetting to learn from them.
scandal_:
I like the idea of snow. But I wonder; how long can one shoot naked in the snow before hypothermia is a concern? Probably not long....
days like today i think i'm so co-opted by a cultural of materialism that i couldn't possible know what my actual self-interests were. everything i'm motivated to do seems like its done for vanity, and everything i think is good seems like a sales pitch. fuck if i can figure it out.
kind of a sullen pretentious dick, but also a compassionate enjoyable idealogue. yeah, medication is probably in my future.
sateen:
not a bad combination...not bad at all
We have to fight now. I'm sorry.